Title: Strength
By: Tater17
AN: I hope you all are happy, I have updated and will be wrapping this little fic up shortly! Have fun, sorry so short my 7.5 month old son only lets me do so much.
Chapter Six:
Buffy awoke with the start. That was the most detailed prophecy dream she had ever had. God she couldn't believe all that was going to happen if she didn't do something now.
Silently the slayer got up from the bed and looked at the man laying next to her. It was so sad what he could become, he seemed so sweet. A tear slid down her eye, all she brought to the people around her was destruction.
Ever so quietly she gathered what few things she could and left the motel room. Buffy walked as quietly as she could but being 7 months pregnant with twins wasn't doing her much good. Sighing, knowing the long walk ahead of her, she began to pace herself, carrying her suit case in one hand and a stake in the other.
Angel was rumaging around through more files trying to find her. It was been six month since anyone had seen or heard from the slayer. He got the distinct feeling though, that someone in Sunnydale wasn't being completely honest with him.
He sighed and sat down on the couch and staired at the doors leading into the hotel. He just wished someone, HER, anything would come through those doors with some information on what was going on with her.
Angel went to lean back but as his eyes averted from the doors he saw a whisp of blonde hair. He jumped up - could it be?
She walked in, doing her best too look sexy. She saw him as she reached the doors laying on the couch. God she wanted to bone him all night. Just thinking about him naked made her sticky.
She licked her lips as she opened the door and walked in.
Angel could have cried at the moment. He was so exhausted from his search for her that he was hullcinating.
"Hi Angel." Came the voice from the blonde whom he wished each second was someone else.
"Hello Kate." He replied straightening up.
"Sleepy?"
He nodded, and wiped his eye.
"So whatcha got for me?"
I got a lot for you. she thought. "Umm some files from when she went by Anne. I even pulled up old school records and friends, but to be honest I don't think any of it will help."
Angel nodded a thanks and began looking through the file, he ran across the name Pike and kept moving until it hit him. He looked at the picture and recalled the conversation about him and his jealousy.
"God Angel. We weren't anything to each other. I'm sory your upset at the picture but I am not removing it."
"I never asked you too." He said vaguely.
"No but you wanted me too. Look I went to see him after The Master okay? We weren't even together and .. God he was there when Merrick died. My bestfriend. I trained him, and he was there for me. It was so hard and I couldn't turn to you."
"I never said anything Buffy."
"No, but I know what you were thinking. How do you think I feel whenever we are walking together and every girl in town checks you out? Or when Spike and Drusilla are leaving me little notes about your past and all the 'loves' of your life."
His head snapped up. "They what?"
"Yea. I am getting letters of detailed accounts of your past and all these women. I've even seen pictures. I can't live up to how they looked. Or how Darla looked."
He jerked his head away.
"See? I know how hard it must of been for you to kill your sire, and you can't even hear hear her name without going on the defensive! I can never be them, as pretty or as good as them. But here you are getting jelous because I have a picture of me and a friend."
A tear fell down her eye. She'd never hold his attention they way they could - did.
"Buffy." He said softly, walking over and sitting with her on her bed.
She refused to looked at him.
"Please look at me." He said quietly, putting his finger under his chin and turning her face towards him. "I'm sorry Buffy, none of those women in my past can hold a candle to you. Not even Darla."
Her eyes met his and she sniffled breaking his heart.
"It doesn't hurt that I killed her. I am only upset I couldn't do it until you were in danger. And I had no clue Spike and Dru were doing those things last year, if I had I would have staked him."
"You weren't you."
A pained look spread across both their faces.
"Did you see Pike this Summer?"
She nodded. "Nothing happened Angel. I haven't been with anyone since -"
"Shhh.." he quieted her. "I just wanted to make sure you were with someone who could keep you safe and not make you turn tricks."
She grinned. "Oh yes, I am such a hooker."
"But you're mine."
"Yes I am." She whispered.
They leaned in and shared a passionate, soft, loving kiss.
"Angel?"
"Angel?"
"Hello?"
"Oh, what, huh?" He responded a bit startled.
"Do you want to go grab a beer?"
"Yes." He replied. He was in the mood to get smashed.
He sat in the passengers seat and Kate drove, staring at the sidewalk where he saw a short blonde.
Angel closed his eyes, if that didn't stop he'd go flat crazy.
He sighed and sat back, enjoying the ride to the bar.
Buffy sighed in relief once she got to the doors. Finally she was there. Her feet felt so swollen, and she was exhausted. 10 blocks was too far for a pregnant woman to walk.
She walked to the doors and found them surprusingly open for this time of night. But then again it was his job. She carefully walked in to find no one was there.
The slayer sighed, she'd come back in the morning. Buffy sat on the couch and rested her ankles. God she was tired.
Buffy closed her eyes. She swore just for a minute - to rest.
TBC... What did ya think? If you liked it, then by all means tell me and I will continue!
