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Chapter 5

A month had gone by since Buffy had told her mom about Angel. Saying that the two hated one another might be putting it lightly.

Buffy had told her mom that she was going out with Angel before she left but her mom wasn't paying that much attention. When Buffy arrived at Angel's apartment he noticed right away that she wasn't okay.

"Buffy what's wrong? You look sick."

"Nothing is wrong and I'm not sick."

"No you're just too stubborn to admit that you are sick."

"I'm not sick," Buffy screamed before she ran out of Angel's apartment.

It didn't take Angel long to catch up with the sick Buffy, but when he found her she was fighting off a vampire and defiantly not winning. Then out of nowhere Buffy fainted and Angel was left to deal with the vamp. Angel picked up the first piece of wood he found and then watched as the vamp turned to a pile of dust. Angel then picked Buffy up off the ground and carried her back to his apartment and placed her down on his bed.

After a few minutes Buffy started to wake.

"Buffy. Are you alright?"

"Angel."

"Yeah."

"You were right. I think I might be sick."

"Do you want me to call your mom?"

"Yeah tell her I'm gonna stay here with you though."

"Alright I'll go call her."

"Mrs. Summers."

"Angel."

"Yes. I just wanted to tell you that Buffy is sick and she's gonna stay over here with me."

"Buffy's sick?"

"Yeah she already kinda fainted but she's awake and she wanted me to call and tell you that she was sick and that she was gonna stay here."

"No. My daughter is coming home and I'll take care of her."

"Angel," Buffy called.

"Hold on Mrs. Summers."

"What is it Buffy?"

"Can I have some soup please?"

"Sure just give me a sec."

"Okay."

"Mrs. Summers she wants to stay with me and I have plenty of time to take care of her. You have to go to work tomorrow."

"No. I'm coming to get Buffy," Joyce yelled before hanging up the phone.

Angel went and made Buffy her soup, but when he came to give it to her she was fast asleep.

'God she looks so innocent when she sleeps. She's like an angel,' Angel thought as he watched her sleep.

Just then Angel heard the banging on his door. 'I'm coming damn it you're gonna wake Buffy up,' Angel thought.

Angel went and opened the door for Joyce and gave her a nasty look as she walked in. "Buffy's asleep right now so you should just leave her here."

"I'm bringing my daughter home," Joyce said as she followed Angel.

When Joyce found her daughter lying in Angel's bed all snuggled into the pillow she knew their was no way anyone was moving her daughter.

"Alright I'll let her stay here, but if you do anything to my daughter I'll…"

Angel cut her off. "Look Mrs. Summers we've had this conversation and I really thought I made it clear that I am in no way going to hurt Buffy not now not ever. I love her very much and I wouldn't dream of hurting her. Are we clear this time?"

"Its just."

"I understand. If you want I'll see if I can talk her into coming home tomorrow."

"Okay I'll be going then."

Angel watched over Buffy all night as she slept. She was so perfect and he knew he'd have to take care of her when she woke up.

Buffy didn't wake up until ten the next morning and when she did wake Angel was ready to get her anything her little heart desired, but she only wanted some tea. Of course he made her tea as fast as vampireably possible.

"Angel you didn't have to move so quickly with that Mr. no patience," Buffy tried to joke but only ended up coughing.

"Hey you wanted tea I got you your tea now didn't I?"

"Yeah you got me my tea."

After a long period of silence Buffy spoke. "What was all that banging about last night? I was sleeping and I heard this loud banging. I thought it was my head but."

"I told that woman she was gonna wake you up but no she had to bang on the door like that."

"Huh?"

"Your mother insisted on bringing you home and so she came and nearly banged the door down."

"Why did my mom come to bring me home I thought you were gonna tell her I was staying."

"Oh I told her but she's still with the if you hurt my daughter I'll."

"Sorry my mom's still doing that super overprotective thing."

"It's okay I'm just tired of that speech. Are you hungry?"

"Na not hungry kinda sleepy but no not hungry."

"How can you still be tired Buffy?"

"Flu, the flu is not friendly for your normal sleeping schedule."

"Alright then you go back to sleep."

"No."

"But you just said that you were tired."

"You come here and sleep with me you've been up all night."

"No I haven't been up all night," Angel lied.

"Angel don't even try to pull that shit. I'm not stupid you were awake all night now get your ass in this bed."

"Alright Buffy you're sick no need in killing your voice by screaming like that."

"Okay. I'm sorry I won't yell again."

"Good. Now sleep," Angel said as he cuddled up next to her.

Later that afternoon Angel woke up his arms were wrapped around Buffy's waist. Just as Angel started to move Buffy started to stir.

"Angel," Buffy mumbled.

"You okay sweetie."

"Yeah I'm fine."

"You don't look fine."

Buffy had missed part of Angel's statement as she had gotten up and ran for the bathroom. Angel hadn't even noticed that she had moved until he heard her puking her guts out in the bathroom. It took him a moment to realize just how sick she was. Angel arrived in the bathroom just in time to here the last of Buffy puking. He placed his arms around her waist and they just sat there for a moment or two.

"You gonna be ok?"

"I think so. Could you do the soup making thing?"

"Of course. Now I want you to go lay back down and don't fall asleep this time."

"Okay don't fall asleep equals soup right?"

"Yeah I'll make you some soup and you go lay down without falling asleep on me."

Buffy went and curled up under the blankets and waited for Angel to come with her soup. It reminded her of times when she was little. Whenever she was sick her mom would always insist that Buffy needed soup. Chicken and stars was mom's cure for everything. When Angel came in with Buffy's soup and found her wide awake.

"I come bearing soup."

"Yummy."

Buffy ate her soup. Angel thought she looked twice as beautiful as usual when she was sick with the bed head and her soup she looked adorable.

"Angel stop that," she said through a mouthful of chicken noodle soup.

"Stop what?" Angel questioned.

"Stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?"

"Like you've never seen me before."

"Well actually I've never seen you sick and eating a bowl of soup as if your life depended upon eating it."

"Okay you win big evil meanie you've never seen me sick or with soup."

"Damn right Soupie."

"Soupie?"

"Yeah Soupie," Angel teased.

"See big Meanie," she punched him in the arm, "You don't tease your sick girlfriend."

"Oww that hurt."

"That's what you get meanie."

"Alright I won't tease my sick girlfriend or she will punch my arm again."

"So we're understood?" Buffy asked.

"Yes we are. I really am not looking forward to another punch to my arm anytime soon."

Buffy started to laugh at him. Her boyfriend was such a wimp if he couldn't take a little punch.

"Hey what's so funny?"

"You. You are such a sissy you can't take a punch."

"It hurt. Sick or not you're still very strong."

"Alright. Now that that's settled I believe more soup is in order."

"Okay more soup coming right up."

Angel came back a few minutes later with another bowl of soup for Buffy. And he found her dozing off to sleep.

"Buffy soup."

"Huh? What? Soup?"

"Yeah Buffy more soup."

Buffy was finishing off her soup when she started to feel sick again.

"Angel not feeling so good anymore."

He lead her into the bathroom where she threw up all the soup she had just ate.

Angel lay Buffy right back down in bed and made her go straight to sleep. While she slept Angel cleaned the bathroom. Around four Joyce called to see how her daughter was doing.

"How is she?"

"Right now she's doing that sleeping thing, but we've experienced fun today."

"Fun?"

"Yeah Buffy threw up twice, ate some soup, had some tea, and slept the rest of the day."

"Oh." Joyce had gotten different ideas when Angel had said 'fun.' And if anyone found it 'fun' to take advantage of her daughter she would rip their head off.

"I really don't think you want her back."

"Why?"

"She's still sleeping and she might throw up on you."

"Did she throw up on you?"

"No but she almost did. If you want her you can have her back. I cleaned my bathroom once today I don't want to clean it again."

"I think you can keep her you seem to be having fun with sick Buffy."

"Alright I'll take care of her Mrs. Summers."

"Thank you Angel."

"It's no problem Mrs. Summers."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Angel had fun with his sick girlfriend he didn't know what he would have done without her. Taking care of Buffy when she was sick had been quite the experience but he was happy now that he had a perfectly healthy Buffy. He was even happier though that Joyce had finally accepted the fact that he did love Buffy and he would never take advantage of her.


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