Hey guys. Okay I've been getting quite a lot of reviews telling me not to
kill Spike. Don't worry; I love Spike just as much as any sane person
should so I won't kill him.
Chapter Twelve: Outbursts and Apologies
Angel parked the car up outside the hospital. Taking a deep breath he ran his fingers through his hair and got out. Joyce had called him about an hour ago to say that her and Buffy where going home and Angel should go and see Spike.
Spike. The very name of that jerk sent waves of anger and jealousy up Angel's spine, sure, Angel had Chantelle now but who was he kidding? What kind of relationship was that going to be before she went on to the next guy who she fancied? She was nothing compared to Buffy and now she had left him, he felt that he had nothing.
Joyce had told him what room Spike was in when she rang and Angel could hear the constant snivels of Buffy on the background and even Joyce herself had seemed a bit distant. Was Spike dead? No, surely Joyce would have told him about that over the phone, so why was Buffy so upset?
Angel tried to push them thoughts from his mind as he walked along the corridor to Spike's room, he was embarrassed to be nervous about seeing him and smiled reassuringly to himself as he reached the door. The smile quickly faded when he saw what he had done to Spike.
His hand unconsciously covered his mouth as he walked to the man's bedside, the only sound in the room was the slow beeping of Spike's heart monitor, the two of them were alone and Angel realised that the only thing standing in the way of finally finishing Spike off once and for all was the flick of a switch. The only problem was that Angel no longer wanted Spike dead; he was overwhelmed with guilt as he sat down on the chair next to Spike's bedside.
Buffy stared at the cup of strong black coffee that her mom had made for her. The two were sat at the kitchen table and Ella was playing with her Barbie dolls in her bedroom.
"So Buffy. It's your birthday tomorrow"
"So?"
"Well I was just wondering if you'd like to do anything special, y'know just you and me...it might help you to..."
"What? Take my mind off him? Yeah, sure cause a little quality time with mom really helps you to forget about the love of your life who is at death's door at the hospital" Buffy snapped back, her voice dripping with sarcasm,
"I'm sorry honey I just thought..."
"Yeah? Well you thought wrong! You think that a cheerful tone of voice and a cup of coffee is gonna make everything better? Cause it's really, really not!" Buffy stared at Joyce with fierce eyes and the elder woman was hurt.
"I know you're upset..."
"Ha! Understatement of the century..."
"...but I'm only trying to comfort you"
"Well it's not working. The only person who could ever truly comfort me is practically dead"
"Sweetheart, try to think of..."
"Please don't say other things because I can't okay? I think I..."
"You think you what?"
"I think I need to be alone if that's okay with you mom. Take Ella out for the day or something, I just...I just can't deal with people right now I'm sorry"
"Of course sweetie. Are you sure you're gonna be alright?"
"Yeah, mom I'm...I'm sorry for shouting earlier. It's not you"
"I know" Joyce gave stood up and gave her daughter a quick hug before going into Ella's room "Ella get you shoes and jacket on we're going out for the day!"
"Is Mommy coming?"
"No she's..." Joyce looked at Buffy who was lost in her thoughts, "...She's busy. Come on let's go"
"Okay" Ella walked brightly out of her room and put on her yellow jacket. She walked across to Buffy and put her hand on her shoulder,
"Don't be sad mommy, it's you're birthday tomorrow" Ella kissed her mother lightly on the cheek before taking Joyce's hand and shutting the door behind them. As soon as she was alone Buffy burst into tears.
Angel looked at his watch. He had been sitting by Spike's bedside for almost three hours and although he wanted to leave, he just couldn't stop looking at what he quite rightly blamed himself for. Standing up, he lightly patted Spike's head,
"I'm sorry for everything" he whispered before heading back out to his car, starting up the ignition he made his decision, he was going to see Buffy whether she liked it or not, he had to.
"I'm coming I'm coming" Buffy shouted as she wiped her eyes and opened the door,
"Buffy" Angel said and was greeted by a vicious punch from his wife,
"How could you?" Buffy screamed, hitting him again, "As if stabbing him wasn't bad enough but you..." she didn't finish her sentence but rained punches down on him instead.
"Buffy...Buffy! Stop! I need to talk to you"
"About what?" she sneered standing with her arms folded,
"Our marriage" he said and Buffy's eyes widened,
"Oh my God! She cried, "You just don't give up do you?"
"No! No! Buffy it's not what you think" he yelled as Buffy closed the door in his face,
"I want a divorce" a few seconds passed until Buffy opened the door again and walked back into the apartment, Angel followed, closing the door behind him.
"How do I know you're not gonna just pull a gun out on me now" she said, straightening out her dressing gown,
"Because you know I would never hurt you"
"You hurt him"
"Yeah, I did and I couldn't feel guiltier about it. Buffy, I went to see him today"
"You what?"
"I went to see him. Buffy, I didn't know that he'd be..."
"What? Barely alive? Cause shooting someone kinda gives the impression that you don't want them to live"
"I know. I'm so sorry"
"Yeah, well, sorry isn't gonna bring him back" There was an uncomfortable silence before she spoke up again,
"So the divorce...do you have the papers?"
"No. I kinda just came here to tell you, I should have the papers by next week"
"Oh..." Buffy looked sadly down at her feet. This was the moment her and Spike had both been waiting for, now that she was no longer Angel's wife she was free to marry Spike but now she couldn't, and it was all because of him...
"Thanks. Now get out..."
"Buffy..."
"GET OUT! I don't want anything more to do with you"
"I'm Ella's dad!"
"We'll figure something out but I can't bear to look at you just go"
"Fine" Angel walked silently out of the door and slammed it behind him, leaving Buffy to mourn alone. She jumped when the phone started ringing,
"H...hello?"
"Hello is this Buffy Summers?"
"Yes"
"This is Doctor Kelly from the Sunnydale general hospital..."
"Oh my God"
"...I'm afraid that you're mother has suffered a heart attack"
"Oh no. She can't be..."
"She is alive but she will have to stay in hospital for a few days until we know for sure that she is fit enough to go home. You're daughter is with me and we would be grateful if you could come down to the hospital straight away"
"Yes of course. I'll be there in ten minutes"
I hope this chapter is good enough for you. I'm going away on vacation to Florida for ten days so I won't be posting any more chapters for a little while. Love,
Brittany
xxx
Chapter Twelve: Outbursts and Apologies
Angel parked the car up outside the hospital. Taking a deep breath he ran his fingers through his hair and got out. Joyce had called him about an hour ago to say that her and Buffy where going home and Angel should go and see Spike.
Spike. The very name of that jerk sent waves of anger and jealousy up Angel's spine, sure, Angel had Chantelle now but who was he kidding? What kind of relationship was that going to be before she went on to the next guy who she fancied? She was nothing compared to Buffy and now she had left him, he felt that he had nothing.
Joyce had told him what room Spike was in when she rang and Angel could hear the constant snivels of Buffy on the background and even Joyce herself had seemed a bit distant. Was Spike dead? No, surely Joyce would have told him about that over the phone, so why was Buffy so upset?
Angel tried to push them thoughts from his mind as he walked along the corridor to Spike's room, he was embarrassed to be nervous about seeing him and smiled reassuringly to himself as he reached the door. The smile quickly faded when he saw what he had done to Spike.
His hand unconsciously covered his mouth as he walked to the man's bedside, the only sound in the room was the slow beeping of Spike's heart monitor, the two of them were alone and Angel realised that the only thing standing in the way of finally finishing Spike off once and for all was the flick of a switch. The only problem was that Angel no longer wanted Spike dead; he was overwhelmed with guilt as he sat down on the chair next to Spike's bedside.
Buffy stared at the cup of strong black coffee that her mom had made for her. The two were sat at the kitchen table and Ella was playing with her Barbie dolls in her bedroom.
"So Buffy. It's your birthday tomorrow"
"So?"
"Well I was just wondering if you'd like to do anything special, y'know just you and me...it might help you to..."
"What? Take my mind off him? Yeah, sure cause a little quality time with mom really helps you to forget about the love of your life who is at death's door at the hospital" Buffy snapped back, her voice dripping with sarcasm,
"I'm sorry honey I just thought..."
"Yeah? Well you thought wrong! You think that a cheerful tone of voice and a cup of coffee is gonna make everything better? Cause it's really, really not!" Buffy stared at Joyce with fierce eyes and the elder woman was hurt.
"I know you're upset..."
"Ha! Understatement of the century..."
"...but I'm only trying to comfort you"
"Well it's not working. The only person who could ever truly comfort me is practically dead"
"Sweetheart, try to think of..."
"Please don't say other things because I can't okay? I think I..."
"You think you what?"
"I think I need to be alone if that's okay with you mom. Take Ella out for the day or something, I just...I just can't deal with people right now I'm sorry"
"Of course sweetie. Are you sure you're gonna be alright?"
"Yeah, mom I'm...I'm sorry for shouting earlier. It's not you"
"I know" Joyce gave stood up and gave her daughter a quick hug before going into Ella's room "Ella get you shoes and jacket on we're going out for the day!"
"Is Mommy coming?"
"No she's..." Joyce looked at Buffy who was lost in her thoughts, "...She's busy. Come on let's go"
"Okay" Ella walked brightly out of her room and put on her yellow jacket. She walked across to Buffy and put her hand on her shoulder,
"Don't be sad mommy, it's you're birthday tomorrow" Ella kissed her mother lightly on the cheek before taking Joyce's hand and shutting the door behind them. As soon as she was alone Buffy burst into tears.
Angel looked at his watch. He had been sitting by Spike's bedside for almost three hours and although he wanted to leave, he just couldn't stop looking at what he quite rightly blamed himself for. Standing up, he lightly patted Spike's head,
"I'm sorry for everything" he whispered before heading back out to his car, starting up the ignition he made his decision, he was going to see Buffy whether she liked it or not, he had to.
"I'm coming I'm coming" Buffy shouted as she wiped her eyes and opened the door,
"Buffy" Angel said and was greeted by a vicious punch from his wife,
"How could you?" Buffy screamed, hitting him again, "As if stabbing him wasn't bad enough but you..." she didn't finish her sentence but rained punches down on him instead.
"Buffy...Buffy! Stop! I need to talk to you"
"About what?" she sneered standing with her arms folded,
"Our marriage" he said and Buffy's eyes widened,
"Oh my God! She cried, "You just don't give up do you?"
"No! No! Buffy it's not what you think" he yelled as Buffy closed the door in his face,
"I want a divorce" a few seconds passed until Buffy opened the door again and walked back into the apartment, Angel followed, closing the door behind him.
"How do I know you're not gonna just pull a gun out on me now" she said, straightening out her dressing gown,
"Because you know I would never hurt you"
"You hurt him"
"Yeah, I did and I couldn't feel guiltier about it. Buffy, I went to see him today"
"You what?"
"I went to see him. Buffy, I didn't know that he'd be..."
"What? Barely alive? Cause shooting someone kinda gives the impression that you don't want them to live"
"I know. I'm so sorry"
"Yeah, well, sorry isn't gonna bring him back" There was an uncomfortable silence before she spoke up again,
"So the divorce...do you have the papers?"
"No. I kinda just came here to tell you, I should have the papers by next week"
"Oh..." Buffy looked sadly down at her feet. This was the moment her and Spike had both been waiting for, now that she was no longer Angel's wife she was free to marry Spike but now she couldn't, and it was all because of him...
"Thanks. Now get out..."
"Buffy..."
"GET OUT! I don't want anything more to do with you"
"I'm Ella's dad!"
"We'll figure something out but I can't bear to look at you just go"
"Fine" Angel walked silently out of the door and slammed it behind him, leaving Buffy to mourn alone. She jumped when the phone started ringing,
"H...hello?"
"Hello is this Buffy Summers?"
"Yes"
"This is Doctor Kelly from the Sunnydale general hospital..."
"Oh my God"
"...I'm afraid that you're mother has suffered a heart attack"
"Oh no. She can't be..."
"She is alive but she will have to stay in hospital for a few days until we know for sure that she is fit enough to go home. You're daughter is with me and we would be grateful if you could come down to the hospital straight away"
"Yes of course. I'll be there in ten minutes"
I hope this chapter is good enough for you. I'm going away on vacation to Florida for ten days so I won't be posting any more chapters for a little while. Love,
Brittany
xxx