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Chapter Three- Family
Buffy smiled as she awoke, feeling Spike's strong arms around her. Looking up at him, she saw that he was still asleep, a tiny little smile on his face, hardly noticeable unless you looked closely. She debated in her head whether to wake him up, but decided not to and snuggled up closer to him, closing her eyes and sinking into pure bliss.
Angel paced around the kitchen, it was almost seven in the morning and Buffy still wasn't home yet. Feeling depressed and alone, he took out a bottle of whiskey from the fridge and opened it, filling a glass and gulping the whole lot down, feeling some kind of release as the powerful liquid burned down his throat, he was just about to pour himself another glass when he heard the alarm clock go off in his bedroom upstairs-Buffy was obviously going to use it to wake her up so that she could get Ella ready for school in time.
"Ella" he said to himself.
After putting the glass and bottle away, he ran up the stairs to wake his daughter. Creeping into the bedroom, he noticed that the Ella was sat up; she looked over at him with a puzzled expression on her face.
"Where's mommy?" she asked
Angel didn't want to worry Ella, so he lied again,
"Mommy's gone...err...to the shop" it was easy; five year olds can buy anything.
"Do I have to go school?" Ella moaned, looking up at Angel hopefully,
"Yes" he stated bluntly, "Where does Mommy usually put your uniform?"
"In the wardrobe...Daddy?"
"Yes?"
"Why do I have to wear a uniform? My friend Katy doesn't have to wear a uniform"
"You go to a better school then her...well, get dressed, I'll make you breakfast downstairs, ok?"
"Ok"
Buffy woke up again to find Spike gone, but a delicious smell coming from the kitchen, he was making her breakfast! Angel never did that, it was always her making him breakfast. Buffy felt guilty as she thought about Angel, but pushed him from her mind when Spike came in, carrying a tray with breakfast on it.
"Good morning Buffy" he said to her, laying the tray down in front of her, Buffy looked at it. Bacon, toast, eggs, sausages, cereal, it was all there and Buffy felt her mouth begin to water, the closest Angel ever came to cooking food was driving down to Denny's with her- not very romantic.
"Well are you going to eat it, or are you one of those girls who lives of salad?" he said, raising an eyebrow at her, she smiled before leaning over the tray and kissing him softly.
"Thank you, and no- I hate salad, it's what rabbits eat" she said before taking a piece of toast and biting into it- delicious!
"Do you have a shower?" Buffy asked, swallowing the last piece of bacon in her mouth, she couldn't deny that she had just eaten the best breakfast she had ever tasted, but she felt all hot and sticky and needed a wash.
"Yeah, the bathroom's the door nearest to the fridge in the kitchen" he said, he smirked and Buffy felt paranoid,
"What?" she asked, looking down to see if she had spilt anything,
"You want some company?" he asked, his voice was low and sexy, and Buffy couldn't have said no if she wanted to.
"Well, I suppose I do sometimes get a little lonely in the shower all by myself..." she said seductively before grabbing him and kissing him passionately, crushing her naked breasts onto his chest and he moaned as their tongues danced again. She broke the kiss and ran into the bathroom. He waited for about half a minute before running in himself, closing the door behind him.
When he arrived in the bathroom, she was already in the shower, grinning evilly, he slid the shower curtain across and came up behind her, putting his hands around her chest to feel her breasts, she gasped as her began kissing her neck and she turned around, meeting his lips with a fiery kiss.
He broke the kiss and reached for the soap, rubbing it on the flannel and wiping it over her stomach, breasts, back, shoulders until she was all clean.
She then took the flannel and washed him, making him moan with pleasure as her fingers lightly touched his cock.
Angel unlocked the door and let himself into the house, closing the door behind him.
"Buffy?" he called.
Silence. She wasn't back yet. He had to tell someone the truth, so he picked up the phone and dialled, If Joyce wasn't well, that was her problem, and she had to know the truth about her daughter.
Buffy pulled on her jeans and top as quickly as she could. In her opinion, any time that she wasn't with Spike was wasted, and, it hurt her to say it, she would have to go back home to Angel and Ella soon.
Spike walked into the room, he was wearing his tight black jeans, black top with an open red shirt over the top, Buffy could only think of one word: Yum!
She knew that although her heart told her to do otherwise, her mind was screaming at her to go home, and, for once in her life, her mind won that battle.
"Spike" she said, walking up to him,
"Yes?"
"Please understand me when I say that I have to go" she saw the hurt expression come back on his face again and she felt tears filling up in her eyes.
"I have a family" she continued, putting her hand on his arm,
"I know" he said "You should go back to your husband...you love him" Buffy detected a hint of jealousy in his voice when he spoke about Angel but decided not to say anything, instead she just kissed him tenderly on the lips, the kiss lasted a long time before he broke it.
"Go" he said "You belong with him"
Tears began to fall down her face as she said goodbye to him but she knew it was the right thing to do, opening the door to the apartment she looked back at him one last time before closing the door and heading out for her car.
Please review, love to you all,
Brittany
xxx
Chapter Three- Family
Buffy smiled as she awoke, feeling Spike's strong arms around her. Looking up at him, she saw that he was still asleep, a tiny little smile on his face, hardly noticeable unless you looked closely. She debated in her head whether to wake him up, but decided not to and snuggled up closer to him, closing her eyes and sinking into pure bliss.
Angel paced around the kitchen, it was almost seven in the morning and Buffy still wasn't home yet. Feeling depressed and alone, he took out a bottle of whiskey from the fridge and opened it, filling a glass and gulping the whole lot down, feeling some kind of release as the powerful liquid burned down his throat, he was just about to pour himself another glass when he heard the alarm clock go off in his bedroom upstairs-Buffy was obviously going to use it to wake her up so that she could get Ella ready for school in time.
"Ella" he said to himself.
After putting the glass and bottle away, he ran up the stairs to wake his daughter. Creeping into the bedroom, he noticed that the Ella was sat up; she looked over at him with a puzzled expression on her face.
"Where's mommy?" she asked
Angel didn't want to worry Ella, so he lied again,
"Mommy's gone...err...to the shop" it was easy; five year olds can buy anything.
"Do I have to go school?" Ella moaned, looking up at Angel hopefully,
"Yes" he stated bluntly, "Where does Mommy usually put your uniform?"
"In the wardrobe...Daddy?"
"Yes?"
"Why do I have to wear a uniform? My friend Katy doesn't have to wear a uniform"
"You go to a better school then her...well, get dressed, I'll make you breakfast downstairs, ok?"
"Ok"
Buffy woke up again to find Spike gone, but a delicious smell coming from the kitchen, he was making her breakfast! Angel never did that, it was always her making him breakfast. Buffy felt guilty as she thought about Angel, but pushed him from her mind when Spike came in, carrying a tray with breakfast on it.
"Good morning Buffy" he said to her, laying the tray down in front of her, Buffy looked at it. Bacon, toast, eggs, sausages, cereal, it was all there and Buffy felt her mouth begin to water, the closest Angel ever came to cooking food was driving down to Denny's with her- not very romantic.
"Well are you going to eat it, or are you one of those girls who lives of salad?" he said, raising an eyebrow at her, she smiled before leaning over the tray and kissing him softly.
"Thank you, and no- I hate salad, it's what rabbits eat" she said before taking a piece of toast and biting into it- delicious!
"Do you have a shower?" Buffy asked, swallowing the last piece of bacon in her mouth, she couldn't deny that she had just eaten the best breakfast she had ever tasted, but she felt all hot and sticky and needed a wash.
"Yeah, the bathroom's the door nearest to the fridge in the kitchen" he said, he smirked and Buffy felt paranoid,
"What?" she asked, looking down to see if she had spilt anything,
"You want some company?" he asked, his voice was low and sexy, and Buffy couldn't have said no if she wanted to.
"Well, I suppose I do sometimes get a little lonely in the shower all by myself..." she said seductively before grabbing him and kissing him passionately, crushing her naked breasts onto his chest and he moaned as their tongues danced again. She broke the kiss and ran into the bathroom. He waited for about half a minute before running in himself, closing the door behind him.
When he arrived in the bathroom, she was already in the shower, grinning evilly, he slid the shower curtain across and came up behind her, putting his hands around her chest to feel her breasts, she gasped as her began kissing her neck and she turned around, meeting his lips with a fiery kiss.
He broke the kiss and reached for the soap, rubbing it on the flannel and wiping it over her stomach, breasts, back, shoulders until she was all clean.
She then took the flannel and washed him, making him moan with pleasure as her fingers lightly touched his cock.
Angel unlocked the door and let himself into the house, closing the door behind him.
"Buffy?" he called.
Silence. She wasn't back yet. He had to tell someone the truth, so he picked up the phone and dialled, If Joyce wasn't well, that was her problem, and she had to know the truth about her daughter.
Buffy pulled on her jeans and top as quickly as she could. In her opinion, any time that she wasn't with Spike was wasted, and, it hurt her to say it, she would have to go back home to Angel and Ella soon.
Spike walked into the room, he was wearing his tight black jeans, black top with an open red shirt over the top, Buffy could only think of one word: Yum!
She knew that although her heart told her to do otherwise, her mind was screaming at her to go home, and, for once in her life, her mind won that battle.
"Spike" she said, walking up to him,
"Yes?"
"Please understand me when I say that I have to go" she saw the hurt expression come back on his face again and she felt tears filling up in her eyes.
"I have a family" she continued, putting her hand on his arm,
"I know" he said "You should go back to your husband...you love him" Buffy detected a hint of jealousy in his voice when he spoke about Angel but decided not to say anything, instead she just kissed him tenderly on the lips, the kiss lasted a long time before he broke it.
"Go" he said "You belong with him"
Tears began to fall down her face as she said goodbye to him but she knew it was the right thing to do, opening the door to the apartment she looked back at him one last time before closing the door and heading out for her car.
Please review, love to you all,
Brittany
xxx