Chapter 9 - Somebody help me

Spike was sitting in bed holding his head in his hands. He couldn't
get used waking up alone.

The cops have been searching for Buffy for about a week and no luck.
Spike didn't even want to think about what was happening to her, they
knew Angel was the culprit but there was absolutely no trace of him
anywhere.
They had gotten hold of Cordelia and told her the situation and asked
her what Angel would have done with her.
Cordelia told them he would hold her up in a dark place but she
wasn't sure where. The cops searched a few places with no luck.

"God, this can't be happening." Spike told himself over an over again
but that didn't help. He just wanted to wake up from this nightmare
and hold her again.

"Buffy, Buffy, Buffy." Angel said shaking his head.
"I told you that you can't escape, but did you listen. No." Angel
said holding the girl by the arm, He was starting to leave bruises.
"Angel, please. Let me go and I swear I wouldn't tell them it was
you." Buffy felt like she was going to cry.
"You see Buffy that just doesn't work for me, I want you dead. I want
you to suffer." With that he threw her on the bed and tied her hands
to the bedposts along with her feet. Buffy tried to run but Angel
slapped her.
"You see Buffy; we're going to have some fun you and me. Just so you
know that is a promise."

Spike was sitting with Lilah, Wesley and Ethan; they had called in
Cordelia for help.
Spike looked like he was going to cry as the cops talked about their
current progress. Cordelia had never seen him get so worked up over
something. She absently stoked his back letting him know she was
there for him. She wasn't doing it in a sexual way but a comforting
way.
Spike felt better knowing someone cared.

Faith was driving in her truck to Sunnydale singing along with the
radio.
I'm being haunted by a whisper A chill comes over me



Buffy laid there so scared about what Angel was about to do.
"You see Buffy there are many ways of torture but my main favorites
are hot, cold and sharp. Let's give a few a try."
I've been trapped inside this moment I'm not victim; I'm not a
freak

Angel pulled out a knife and walked towards Buffy.
Buffy knew what was coming and she knew she wouldn't be able to get
away.
Angel sat on the bed.
Buffy held her breath as he ran the knife up her stomach.
Free me before I slip away


There was a line of blood straight down her stomach. Buffy knew if
she screamed Angel would love it more. So she bit her lip.

Spike still sat with the cops as they discussed their plan even
further.
Heal me wake me from this day Can somebody help me

Faith continued to sing along when it was cut off with news report.
"The cops are searching for a man named Angel Connery his
description is a tall; brunette with brown eyes he drives a black
Camero. Please look out for anyone fitting that description. If you
have any leads please contact the Sunnydale police station."
"There are always so many fucking weirdoes out there." Faith mumbled
to herself then she started to sing along with the radio again.
I've seen the face of my affliction of my reality I'm being
tortured by the future of things that are to be



Angel threw the knife aside and reached for a few ice cubes out of
the portable fridge he brought with him.
He took one placed it on Buffy's stomach lightly before slamming it
into her and holding it there waiting for it to burn.
I'm being hunted by a vision it's like the morning never comes I
feel the burden of confusion always searching... on the run


Buffy screamed at the pain. Angel grinned. He took out a radio from
his bag and turned it on.
He walked over to a box of matched he had and stood over Buffy.
Free me before I slip away. Heal me wake me from this day. Can
somebody help me
He took out a match lit it and threw it on her chest it left a
little burn mark. Angel threw another.
Buffy screamed from the agony. When she finished Angel heard it.
"The kid napping of Buffy Summers. If anyone sees Angel Connery
please call the Sunnydale police."
With that Angel knew he'd have a better chance of escaping if he just
left.
Angel dropped everything grabbed his car keys and ran out of the
factory.

Now I'm not a hero... no but the weight of the world's on my soul


Faith drove down an abandoned rode. When she saw a man fitting the
description on the radio run out of a warehouse he ran toward a black
Camero.
"Oh my god."
Faith said reaching under her seat for the gun she hid under there
she felt the cool model and grabbed it and jumped out of the truck.
"Hey you!" She yelled to him but Angel was already in his car and
driving away.
Faith pulled out her cell phone and called the police."

these imagines burn in my eyes they're burning me up inside

"We have a lead." A cop busted into the room where Spike and everyone
sat. Spikes eyes widened. The cops ran out of the room followed by
Spike and Cordelia."

Faith was leaned up against her truck waiting for the cops.
"I wonder why they wanted him so bad." Faith thought to herself when
three cop cars came out of now where.
Everyone piled out and ran towards Faith.
"He's gone he drove away." Was the first thing she said when they
approached her? Spike, Cordelia and Lilah, ran right past her and to
the warehouse. They busted the door opened to see Buffy unconscious
on the bed. The pain had gotten to her and she eventually passed out.
Free me before I slip away .Heal me wake me from this day. Can
somebody help me
Spike ran towards her and untied her. Tears started to leak from
Spike's eyes. The tears were from the happiness of finding her and
the sadness of seeing her wounds.
Buffy opened her eyes.
"Spike!" She yelled as a smile formed on her lips.
Spike bent down, picked her up, and kissed her.
He reached down, grabbed a blanket from the floor, wrapped her in it
and carried her out side.

Authors note- The song is by Full Blown Rose. "Some body help me."
Most popular known at the "Tru Calling" theme song.