Chapter 15
A couple more weeks had passed sense the incident at the pub. Willow was tired from last redemption mission, her eyes still hurting from the reading. But that went along with her exhaustion from the location spell, the use of her powers on helping Angel, and the tybo exercising she'd done the day before all this started.
She was in front of the fridge and had just pulled out a bottle of water. placing the bottle to her forehead, she let the cool liquid leave it's cold sweat on her skin, cooling her. She took a big drink and closed it back up, setting it back in the refrigerator. She turned and jumped in surprise.
"You know, you would think I'd be used to the stealth guy thing after living with you for this many months, but I'm not." He cracked a smile and walked into the room. "So what's up?"
"Cordy just called. There was some family emergency for her and she had to go to Sunnydale. She'll be gone for a couple weeks."
"Oh my gosh, is everything okay?"
"I'm sure it is. She just said not to worry, she'd be back as soon as she could. That and Welsey might have some family business of his own to take care of in England, so he might also be going. He's worried about it though, says he doesn't want to leave the office up attended."
"Did you explain I'm here?"
"Yes, that's why I almost have him assured of the okay to go and almost have him on that plane."
"It'll probably be quiet anyway." She smiled and hit the table as she said, "Knock on wood."
"Yeah." Angel slightly laughed at the comment. "So, heard anything about Marc from Buffy?"
"Disappeared. After Tara and Riley died, there was maybe five more deaths that seemed related but then it just seemed like he stopped."
"Possible no more witches?" She leaned against the fridge and thought about it.
"Probably. Or he's looking for me." Angel came towards her, embracing in a hug with her.
"I won't let him hurt you. Promise, over my dead body."
"Literally." Willow smiled into his chest as Angel chuckled. They both got quiet and started to pull apart little by little. Willow looked up to meet Angel's eyes and they locked, not able to look away from each other. Pulling her up a bit, Angel brought her closer into a kiss. Their lips mingles together, light but yet forceful.
As it continued and deepened, Willow's arms wrapped around Angel's neck and she smiled into the kiss. Lightly Angel moved her back slowly into the fridge till she was flush against it. His lips traveled down to her neck and She let out a groan, jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waist.
Willow felt a shock go through her and a flash of Angel kissing Buffy just has he was her, flush against the same refrigerator, her legs around him waist, and it was gone. Willow flashed back to the present and almost lost her hold on Angel.
Her legs fell from around him and she wanted to pull away but he centered in an area on her neck and she lost herself in the sensation. The kiss broke from her neck and she started to return the kisses, pushing them from the fridge. A wave of darkness hit her in a second as they moved and she grasped the table for support only to have another flash come before her eyes, this one of Angel on top of Buffy, on the table, cloths just being removed, then back.
Willow pushed away, braking the contact all together. She breathed in heavy breaths and looked down. After a second she looked up, eyes blazing, staring at Angel.
"What?" Angel asked. "What is it?"
A couple more weeks had passed sense the incident at the pub. Willow was tired from last redemption mission, her eyes still hurting from the reading. But that went along with her exhaustion from the location spell, the use of her powers on helping Angel, and the tybo exercising she'd done the day before all this started.
She was in front of the fridge and had just pulled out a bottle of water. placing the bottle to her forehead, she let the cool liquid leave it's cold sweat on her skin, cooling her. She took a big drink and closed it back up, setting it back in the refrigerator. She turned and jumped in surprise.
"You know, you would think I'd be used to the stealth guy thing after living with you for this many months, but I'm not." He cracked a smile and walked into the room. "So what's up?"
"Cordy just called. There was some family emergency for her and she had to go to Sunnydale. She'll be gone for a couple weeks."
"Oh my gosh, is everything okay?"
"I'm sure it is. She just said not to worry, she'd be back as soon as she could. That and Welsey might have some family business of his own to take care of in England, so he might also be going. He's worried about it though, says he doesn't want to leave the office up attended."
"Did you explain I'm here?"
"Yes, that's why I almost have him assured of the okay to go and almost have him on that plane."
"It'll probably be quiet anyway." She smiled and hit the table as she said, "Knock on wood."
"Yeah." Angel slightly laughed at the comment. "So, heard anything about Marc from Buffy?"
"Disappeared. After Tara and Riley died, there was maybe five more deaths that seemed related but then it just seemed like he stopped."
"Possible no more witches?" She leaned against the fridge and thought about it.
"Probably. Or he's looking for me." Angel came towards her, embracing in a hug with her.
"I won't let him hurt you. Promise, over my dead body."
"Literally." Willow smiled into his chest as Angel chuckled. They both got quiet and started to pull apart little by little. Willow looked up to meet Angel's eyes and they locked, not able to look away from each other. Pulling her up a bit, Angel brought her closer into a kiss. Their lips mingles together, light but yet forceful.
As it continued and deepened, Willow's arms wrapped around Angel's neck and she smiled into the kiss. Lightly Angel moved her back slowly into the fridge till she was flush against it. His lips traveled down to her neck and She let out a groan, jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waist.
Willow felt a shock go through her and a flash of Angel kissing Buffy just has he was her, flush against the same refrigerator, her legs around him waist, and it was gone. Willow flashed back to the present and almost lost her hold on Angel.
Her legs fell from around him and she wanted to pull away but he centered in an area on her neck and she lost herself in the sensation. The kiss broke from her neck and she started to return the kisses, pushing them from the fridge. A wave of darkness hit her in a second as they moved and she grasped the table for support only to have another flash come before her eyes, this one of Angel on top of Buffy, on the table, cloths just being removed, then back.
Willow pushed away, braking the contact all together. She breathed in heavy breaths and looked down. After a second she looked up, eyes blazing, staring at Angel.
"What?" Angel asked. "What is it?"