Claire woke up next to Angel and smiled. She looked over at his clock it
read 7:30. *I better get home before Spike wakes.* she grabbed a pen and
paper from Angel's bedside table and wrote,
Dear Angel,
I have gone back to Dennis's so don't worry. Encase you have forgotten about last night, I gave you a soul with no happiness clause. Sorry that I never told you that I had to take Angelus out but if I did you would probably not agree. Anyway I hope you can find happiness with your new soul. Lots of love, Claire X x x
When Claire reached Dennis's apartment she let out a long sigh before turning the key to let the door open. She slowly walked into the room where Spike was sleeping in she undressed and climbed into bed with the souled vampire. He felt her get in beside him but didn't show it. He didn't want to ask were she'd been because he only knew that sent to well. She had been with Angel. *God, I'm gonna rip that bloody poof limb from limb if I find out he's touched her* he could feel the anger growing inside him he nearly exploded, he tensed his body to stop himself from going into a fit of rage. Claire of course felt this tension and turned to see Spike with his eyes still closed. *he's awake I just know oh god he knows he knows that I shagged Angel. Oh shit shit shit!! Oh shit.*she felt the tears start to fall down her cheeks *I don't want to hurt him I know we're not a couple but it's Angel, not just some guy he doesn't know.* He could hear her sobs as much as she tried to hide them. *she knows I know. Oh god it would be fine but I can't stand to see her cry.* he wanted so badly to take her in his arms and comfort her but he was still extremely angry and until he knew what had happen between his lover and his grand-sire he would continue to be angry. *if I say I'm sorry and pretend I think he's asleep it'll be fine* "I know your asleep Spike, but I just want you to know how sorry I am." She managed to get it out in-between her sobs. She quickly got out of bed and slowly walked through to Dennis's room trying but failing not to make any noise so as not to disturb him. She pulled Spike's duster on which lay over the back of the couch on the way to Dennis's room. It smelled of him it comforted her, she pulled to closer and fell into Dennis's huge comfy chair.
*God where did she go* he thought to himself as he felt her leave the room he had gathered that she had not left the house because one he didn't hear the door and two cause he heard the sobs as quiet as they were. Then he heard her move again out of what he thought must have been her friends room and out into the cool morning breeze. When he heard the door of the balcony close he got up and pulled on his jeans. He thought if he should go out but decided against if he did he would yell and make her cry more and he didn't want that to happen. Instead he put the ring on and pulled open her window's which faced another side of the city. He let the cool morning breeze hit him and drank in the smell of the newly risen sun. He lit up a cigarette and inhaled deeply. It would take him a while to calm down he was issuing all self-control not to go round to his nancy boy grand-sire's house and rip the bastard to pieces. The thought alone calmed him slightly, until he was caught of guard when he felt a small hand and a leather sleeve on his shoulder. He hadn't sensed her come in. *what the hell is she doing if she knows what's good for her she'll leave before I get angry.* she still stood there and felt him tense at her touch.
He definitely knew, if she had been unsure this had confirmed it. She pulled her hand away and said so softly that if he didn't have his vampire hearing he wouldn't have heard it, "Sorry, I really am." A small tear fell and just as she leaned over to kiss his shoulder it fell on his back and fell down his smooth cool skin all the way to his jeans from where the material absorbed it. He slowly heard her take of the duster put it on the bed grab some clothes and just before she walked away brushed his shoulder, which sent a shiver down his spine. *Bloody hell that was weird.* after her touch he felt calmer he was sure she had used so sort of magic to calm him.
*oh god* she felt the tingling feeling as well and she knew she had used no magic on him but he relaxed and took another drag of his cigarette still not looking away from the quiet city. She turned her back just as he turned around he seen another tear fall from her limp body to the soft rug on which she stood. They both stood there in silence not even the breathing was heard, Claire had been holding the breath since she had felt the tingle. She could hold her breath for a good 5 minutes if she wanted but let it go. He reached his hand out to touch her but pulled back at the last minute letting his hand fall silently to his side. She felt his arm move to touch *Maybe he forgives me* she almost jumped in excitement, but the excitement exited her mind as quickly as it had entered when she sensed his hand fall back to his side. He opened his mouth to speak but there were no words, nothing he could say. He just watched the beautiful naked form he had in his arms less than 24 hrs ago. She was about to turn and leave when she heard him say something but couldn't quite make it out. *Shit what did he say.* it was a muffled sob he tried to hold back Spike was never one to show his emotions, he hadn't even felt the sob coming it just blurted out seconds after the tear fell from his slayers eyes. *his slayer... not anymore she's been with that ponce. God why does he take everything I love away from me... Wait did I just say I loved. I did didn't I*. he loved the beautiful blonde naked slayer that stood in front of him he loved her and that bastard had to take her away. he just about screamed in frustration grabbing the bedside light and threw it against the Wall it shattered and few of the splinters attacked Claire's soft skin. She flinched when one of the shreds went deeper than the rest but didn't move. He seen the blood trickle down her arm and winced in pain that he had done that to his beautiful slayer of course not intentionally but it was still the same pain that went through him. He could have punched himself in the face for it but instead he punched his hand right threw the solid wall until he hit the stone that wouldn't move. He pulled his hand of the wall and seen blood fall down his knuckles. *Oh shit, deep breaths turn around and see what he's done to himself. Oh shit I just hope it hurts me more than him* she slowly pulled her baggy t-shirt over her head then slowly turned around and gasped when she seen blood all over his hand. He also winced when he seen there was faint bits of blood that could be seen through the t-shirt, he smelled it, it was quite strong he knew other bits of thick glass must be embodied in her beautiful figure. She walked quickly through to the kitchen to get ice, when she came back he hadn't moved an inch his eyes never leaving the hole in the wall he had just made. She cautiously walked over to her lover with a towel in one hand and a bucket of ice in the other. She wrapped some ice in the towel and walked over to Spike still his ice blue eye's never leaving the small path of destruction he made. As well as the towel and ice she brought over a warm cloth. She stood inches from and slowly took is hand into hers. Again they felt the tingle. *God what is she doing. She knows I could flip any minute yet she stays and tries to care for me?* she softly pulled the warm cloth over his wounds he winced at first with the hotness of the cloth on his broken skin. She pulled back when she felt his slight agony, but continued when his gaze again settled on the hole. She softly wiped away plaster and paint that was in the wound then she dropped the cloth and kissed his hand before holding the ice cold cloth to his hand he nearly pulled back because of the coldness but just bit back the tiny amount of pain. She studied his face for a few minutes before turning away, when he felt her gaze fall from him and her eyes close. He looked at her beautiful form; the blood had made a thick patch right at the top of her perfect breasts. *she's cared for you so now it's your turn* he took the ice out of Claire's hand as he bent down to take the cloth from the floor. He walked away gaze on the floor to the kitchen where he let the water become warm and filled a large glass bowl full of the hot water. He then rinsed the cloth and walked back through to where she now sat on the bed. Claire's mind was blank she had her eyes closed and she didn't know what he was going to do. Until she felt his cool skin brush the hair from her face. She was frozen she didn't know what to say then she felt him softly and carefully pull her top off. He found she had put on some under wear while he had left. She sat there with her eyes closed in her pants until she felt the warm water touch her wounded skin, that she had forgotten about until know. She winced in pain the wound was deep but the water healed it slightly. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, he still didn't look at her he just carefully concentrated on dabbing her wounds with the warm water. When he pulled the cloth away he seen the large piece of glass in her skin, he spotted some tweezers and picked them off the bedside table. He carefully took the glass out and put it on the floor in a small pile when he was satisfied that all was out he again began to dab the wound with the cloth. When the blood had stopped coming out of the wound he walked to the bathroom where he took out some bandages and put them around her wounds. The room was silent except the faint sound of cars and birds from the window. They were both startled when the phone rang. Claire didn't make an attempt to get it because the tears were still falling down her face. *Well someone's going to have to get it* He walked up and answered the phone, "What," his tone sharp. He knew only to well who was on the other line. That ass hole who stole his slayer HIS not that pouf's! "Spike can I speak to Claire. *Oh shit Angel's on the phone oh my god Spike if going to flip shit shit shit.* "No you bloody fucking can't, can keep your sodden poufy self away from her or you'll have me to answer to OK!" and with that he slammed the phone down grabbed his shirt and stormed out. By now she was in tear overload she couldn't stop it she ran to the window and was just in time to see him turn the corner she sank down beside the window pulled the duster over her and cried. Spike had just turned the corner when he stopped and could hear her sobs faintly with a lot of help from his vampire hearing. Spike was in dire need of a drink so walked to the nearest demon pub that would be open at this time; he needed a drink and a good fight. Claire took her cell phone that was on the floor beside her and dialled Kelly's number. Kelly was her best friend and would know what to do. Claire had phoned and Kelly had magically appeared because she was a witch as well. Kelly took her best fried in her arms and tried to comfort her but the tears wouldn't stop for hours this is what happened. Until Claire felt like a drink not having anything strong enough in the house she pulled her hair back in a pony tail pulled her black jeans and Yankees tee on and walked out the door with Kelly at her side.
Angel had just put the phone down looking very pissed off. When he had been on the phone he had heard sobs in the background. *If that bastard has touched her I swear I'll kill him.* Just after that the phone rang, he picked it up and a voice he didn't know said, "Hi, im Claire's mate just thought you should know Spike knows what you did and is VERY pissed off at you so I would lock all my doors if I was you. He hasn't touched Claire so don't be angry with him, if you hurt him Claire will be extremely pissed, the same if Spike hurt's you. Even though she won't be as pissed. Well just thought you should know, ok bye." And with that she hung up the phone. He to put the phone down and felt he had to go and speak to Spike even though he knew how vicious his grand-childe fought when he was angry. The sun was just about to set so he picked up the ring Claire had given him, pulled on his duster and walked out. He picked up Spike's sent a few blocks down and realised he was going to SIX the all demon bar a few streets down.
Claire and Kelly had gone to the nearest club that was open Claire just wanted to get in get drunk and forget she ever messed it up with Spike.
Angel walked into the bar and seen his grand-childe beating the crap out of another vampire, he waited until Spike had dusted the vamp before approaching. *Why the hell is that pouf here? I'm gonna kill him when I've finished with this one!" Spike walked up to Angel, "What the hell do you think you're doing here. And what did you think you were doing when you were with Claire hm!" At the end of his sentence he threw a huge right-hook in Angel's direction which hit him square in the face and he flew into the wall with a loud crack.
Dear Angel,
I have gone back to Dennis's so don't worry. Encase you have forgotten about last night, I gave you a soul with no happiness clause. Sorry that I never told you that I had to take Angelus out but if I did you would probably not agree. Anyway I hope you can find happiness with your new soul. Lots of love, Claire X x x
When Claire reached Dennis's apartment she let out a long sigh before turning the key to let the door open. She slowly walked into the room where Spike was sleeping in she undressed and climbed into bed with the souled vampire. He felt her get in beside him but didn't show it. He didn't want to ask were she'd been because he only knew that sent to well. She had been with Angel. *God, I'm gonna rip that bloody poof limb from limb if I find out he's touched her* he could feel the anger growing inside him he nearly exploded, he tensed his body to stop himself from going into a fit of rage. Claire of course felt this tension and turned to see Spike with his eyes still closed. *he's awake I just know oh god he knows he knows that I shagged Angel. Oh shit shit shit!! Oh shit.*she felt the tears start to fall down her cheeks *I don't want to hurt him I know we're not a couple but it's Angel, not just some guy he doesn't know.* He could hear her sobs as much as she tried to hide them. *she knows I know. Oh god it would be fine but I can't stand to see her cry.* he wanted so badly to take her in his arms and comfort her but he was still extremely angry and until he knew what had happen between his lover and his grand-sire he would continue to be angry. *if I say I'm sorry and pretend I think he's asleep it'll be fine* "I know your asleep Spike, but I just want you to know how sorry I am." She managed to get it out in-between her sobs. She quickly got out of bed and slowly walked through to Dennis's room trying but failing not to make any noise so as not to disturb him. She pulled Spike's duster on which lay over the back of the couch on the way to Dennis's room. It smelled of him it comforted her, she pulled to closer and fell into Dennis's huge comfy chair.
*God where did she go* he thought to himself as he felt her leave the room he had gathered that she had not left the house because one he didn't hear the door and two cause he heard the sobs as quiet as they were. Then he heard her move again out of what he thought must have been her friends room and out into the cool morning breeze. When he heard the door of the balcony close he got up and pulled on his jeans. He thought if he should go out but decided against if he did he would yell and make her cry more and he didn't want that to happen. Instead he put the ring on and pulled open her window's which faced another side of the city. He let the cool morning breeze hit him and drank in the smell of the newly risen sun. He lit up a cigarette and inhaled deeply. It would take him a while to calm down he was issuing all self-control not to go round to his nancy boy grand-sire's house and rip the bastard to pieces. The thought alone calmed him slightly, until he was caught of guard when he felt a small hand and a leather sleeve on his shoulder. He hadn't sensed her come in. *what the hell is she doing if she knows what's good for her she'll leave before I get angry.* she still stood there and felt him tense at her touch.
He definitely knew, if she had been unsure this had confirmed it. She pulled her hand away and said so softly that if he didn't have his vampire hearing he wouldn't have heard it, "Sorry, I really am." A small tear fell and just as she leaned over to kiss his shoulder it fell on his back and fell down his smooth cool skin all the way to his jeans from where the material absorbed it. He slowly heard her take of the duster put it on the bed grab some clothes and just before she walked away brushed his shoulder, which sent a shiver down his spine. *Bloody hell that was weird.* after her touch he felt calmer he was sure she had used so sort of magic to calm him.
*oh god* she felt the tingling feeling as well and she knew she had used no magic on him but he relaxed and took another drag of his cigarette still not looking away from the quiet city. She turned her back just as he turned around he seen another tear fall from her limp body to the soft rug on which she stood. They both stood there in silence not even the breathing was heard, Claire had been holding the breath since she had felt the tingle. She could hold her breath for a good 5 minutes if she wanted but let it go. He reached his hand out to touch her but pulled back at the last minute letting his hand fall silently to his side. She felt his arm move to touch *Maybe he forgives me* she almost jumped in excitement, but the excitement exited her mind as quickly as it had entered when she sensed his hand fall back to his side. He opened his mouth to speak but there were no words, nothing he could say. He just watched the beautiful naked form he had in his arms less than 24 hrs ago. She was about to turn and leave when she heard him say something but couldn't quite make it out. *Shit what did he say.* it was a muffled sob he tried to hold back Spike was never one to show his emotions, he hadn't even felt the sob coming it just blurted out seconds after the tear fell from his slayers eyes. *his slayer... not anymore she's been with that ponce. God why does he take everything I love away from me... Wait did I just say I loved. I did didn't I*. he loved the beautiful blonde naked slayer that stood in front of him he loved her and that bastard had to take her away. he just about screamed in frustration grabbing the bedside light and threw it against the Wall it shattered and few of the splinters attacked Claire's soft skin. She flinched when one of the shreds went deeper than the rest but didn't move. He seen the blood trickle down her arm and winced in pain that he had done that to his beautiful slayer of course not intentionally but it was still the same pain that went through him. He could have punched himself in the face for it but instead he punched his hand right threw the solid wall until he hit the stone that wouldn't move. He pulled his hand of the wall and seen blood fall down his knuckles. *Oh shit, deep breaths turn around and see what he's done to himself. Oh shit I just hope it hurts me more than him* she slowly pulled her baggy t-shirt over her head then slowly turned around and gasped when she seen blood all over his hand. He also winced when he seen there was faint bits of blood that could be seen through the t-shirt, he smelled it, it was quite strong he knew other bits of thick glass must be embodied in her beautiful figure. She walked quickly through to the kitchen to get ice, when she came back he hadn't moved an inch his eyes never leaving the hole in the wall he had just made. She cautiously walked over to her lover with a towel in one hand and a bucket of ice in the other. She wrapped some ice in the towel and walked over to Spike still his ice blue eye's never leaving the small path of destruction he made. As well as the towel and ice she brought over a warm cloth. She stood inches from and slowly took is hand into hers. Again they felt the tingle. *God what is she doing. She knows I could flip any minute yet she stays and tries to care for me?* she softly pulled the warm cloth over his wounds he winced at first with the hotness of the cloth on his broken skin. She pulled back when she felt his slight agony, but continued when his gaze again settled on the hole. She softly wiped away plaster and paint that was in the wound then she dropped the cloth and kissed his hand before holding the ice cold cloth to his hand he nearly pulled back because of the coldness but just bit back the tiny amount of pain. She studied his face for a few minutes before turning away, when he felt her gaze fall from him and her eyes close. He looked at her beautiful form; the blood had made a thick patch right at the top of her perfect breasts. *she's cared for you so now it's your turn* he took the ice out of Claire's hand as he bent down to take the cloth from the floor. He walked away gaze on the floor to the kitchen where he let the water become warm and filled a large glass bowl full of the hot water. He then rinsed the cloth and walked back through to where she now sat on the bed. Claire's mind was blank she had her eyes closed and she didn't know what he was going to do. Until she felt his cool skin brush the hair from her face. She was frozen she didn't know what to say then she felt him softly and carefully pull her top off. He found she had put on some under wear while he had left. She sat there with her eyes closed in her pants until she felt the warm water touch her wounded skin, that she had forgotten about until know. She winced in pain the wound was deep but the water healed it slightly. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, he still didn't look at her he just carefully concentrated on dabbing her wounds with the warm water. When he pulled the cloth away he seen the large piece of glass in her skin, he spotted some tweezers and picked them off the bedside table. He carefully took the glass out and put it on the floor in a small pile when he was satisfied that all was out he again began to dab the wound with the cloth. When the blood had stopped coming out of the wound he walked to the bathroom where he took out some bandages and put them around her wounds. The room was silent except the faint sound of cars and birds from the window. They were both startled when the phone rang. Claire didn't make an attempt to get it because the tears were still falling down her face. *Well someone's going to have to get it* He walked up and answered the phone, "What," his tone sharp. He knew only to well who was on the other line. That ass hole who stole his slayer HIS not that pouf's! "Spike can I speak to Claire. *Oh shit Angel's on the phone oh my god Spike if going to flip shit shit shit.* "No you bloody fucking can't, can keep your sodden poufy self away from her or you'll have me to answer to OK!" and with that he slammed the phone down grabbed his shirt and stormed out. By now she was in tear overload she couldn't stop it she ran to the window and was just in time to see him turn the corner she sank down beside the window pulled the duster over her and cried. Spike had just turned the corner when he stopped and could hear her sobs faintly with a lot of help from his vampire hearing. Spike was in dire need of a drink so walked to the nearest demon pub that would be open at this time; he needed a drink and a good fight. Claire took her cell phone that was on the floor beside her and dialled Kelly's number. Kelly was her best friend and would know what to do. Claire had phoned and Kelly had magically appeared because she was a witch as well. Kelly took her best fried in her arms and tried to comfort her but the tears wouldn't stop for hours this is what happened. Until Claire felt like a drink not having anything strong enough in the house she pulled her hair back in a pony tail pulled her black jeans and Yankees tee on and walked out the door with Kelly at her side.
Angel had just put the phone down looking very pissed off. When he had been on the phone he had heard sobs in the background. *If that bastard has touched her I swear I'll kill him.* Just after that the phone rang, he picked it up and a voice he didn't know said, "Hi, im Claire's mate just thought you should know Spike knows what you did and is VERY pissed off at you so I would lock all my doors if I was you. He hasn't touched Claire so don't be angry with him, if you hurt him Claire will be extremely pissed, the same if Spike hurt's you. Even though she won't be as pissed. Well just thought you should know, ok bye." And with that she hung up the phone. He to put the phone down and felt he had to go and speak to Spike even though he knew how vicious his grand-childe fought when he was angry. The sun was just about to set so he picked up the ring Claire had given him, pulled on his duster and walked out. He picked up Spike's sent a few blocks down and realised he was going to SIX the all demon bar a few streets down.
Claire and Kelly had gone to the nearest club that was open Claire just wanted to get in get drunk and forget she ever messed it up with Spike.
Angel walked into the bar and seen his grand-childe beating the crap out of another vampire, he waited until Spike had dusted the vamp before approaching. *Why the hell is that pouf here? I'm gonna kill him when I've finished with this one!" Spike walked up to Angel, "What the hell do you think you're doing here. And what did you think you were doing when you were with Claire hm!" At the end of his sentence he threw a huge right-hook in Angel's direction which hit him square in the face and he flew into the wall with a loud crack.