Okay I know that most you will be soooooooooo upset with me for waiting this long to update, but I had a writer's block that lasted way too long. Well, I hope you like it! Here goes!

Buffy missed Angel so much that she couldn't enjoy her trip to England. She was glad that she was going to be able to see all these wonderful sites, but she wished that Angel could be there to enjoy it with her. She knew that her mother was going to try and keep her mind off of An gel, and try to get Buffy to forget about him altogether, she just didn't know what she had planned.

On their first night there, her mother dragged her to a dinner with the owner's of the gallery Joyce was helping open. They were staying in a hotel in the outer parts of the city of London, but the house was in the country surrounding the city.

Her mother seemed weirder than usual when they got into the cab. She was smiling too much and wringing her hands. When they pulled up to the house, Buffy realized why. The house was a two story mansion, that looked almost like a smaller version of Buckingham Palace. The driveway was lined with beautiful red, pink, purple, and even some white flowers. There was someone waiting to open the cab door, and even paid for the cab. Her mother tried to protest, but the butler told her that the Bale's insisted on paying. They walked up huge steps to the front door and her mother took deep breaths to calm herself.

Once the doors were opened, Buffy had to stop and catch her breath. There was a grand staircase just like the one in the movie "Gone With the Wind," and a beautiful crystal chandelier hanging the foyer. The chandelier itself had to be at least the size of a Mini Cooper, and the room had to be just as big as a one bedroom apartment. A beautiful woman that was dressed in a matching navy blue blazer and pants with a white blouse rushed out into the foyer to great them. Her hair was loose, falling to her shoulders and when hit with the light from the chandelier, her honey highlights shone beautifully in her auburn hair. She had tanned skin and a beautiful complexion, and she looked like she could be in her mid-thirties. She smiled a huge smile and said, "Hello Joyce! I am so glad that you made it here safely. This must be your daughter Buffy you have told me about?"

Joyce smiled right back at her and replied with, "Why yes it is. It is so good to see you again Vivian." The women talked while Buffy analyzed her clothing and Mrs. Bale's. Buffy had chosen jeans and a white camisole with lace in a V at the top of it. Then she had thrown a black blazer over the top of it. She had worn her hair down, and it had developed a wave in it, and she had also worn her chandelier earrings. Buffy wished they would go into the living room to sit down for her feet were killing her. She regretted now choosing her complimentary black stilettos instead of a more comfortable shoe.

Buffy saw the women start to move in the direction of the room that Mrs. Bale had emerged from and prayed that they were headed towards some place she could sit down. When they entered what Buffy assumed was the living room, she sought out a chair immediately. Then, Buffy realized that they were not alone in the room. Sitting on a couch across from the chair she was in were two men, one with bleach blonde hair and the other with brown hair. The blonde looked younger, so she assumed that he must be a son of the man sitting next to him, The older gentleman got up when the women entered the room, and began talking to her mother. He was indeed Mr. Bale, and the man on the couch was their son William.

Buffy glanced at William and realized that he was staring at her. She smiled at him and mouthed a "Hello." He smiled a wicked grin and winked at her. Buffy became confused and bewildered at this and his actions that came next. He turned towards the adults and said, "Mum? Dad? Do we kids really have to eat with the grownups tonight or can we run along and watch a movie while eating pizza?" He made a puppy dog face and whined "Please!" They chuckled and answered, "Of course! We'll have James bring the pizza to you. But, behave William!" they gave him a look that to Buffy said, "Don't mess up again." He smirked and replied, "Of course I will. I promise to send you an invitation to the wedding!" He got up and grabbed Buffy's hand before they could reply.

He led Buffy up the stairs and down so many halls that she swore they were heading in circles. She finally said, "William. Where are you leading me?" He stopped in his tracks and answered in a hurried tone, "Please don't call me that! Only my parents and their friends call me that. I go by Spike. And I am taking you to my room to watch a movie." He smirked and then started dragging her again down the hall. When they finally reached his room, she knew she would never find her way back. Once they entered his room, Buffy began to wonder if she should just brave a journey back down the hall just to get out of here.

Spike's room was just a room that reeked of death. He had blood red paint everywhere, and black furniture. He had black satin sheets and even red satin pillows. He pointed towards a little love seat, that was of course black leather, and told her, "Make yourself at home love." She nodded her head and sat down with a plop. As much as Buffy did not want to stay in the room, all the walking had made her feet hurt again. She sighed a "Uhhhh!" He looked at her with a questioning face, and she replied with a, "Wore the wrong kind of shoes. My feet are killing me! Do you mind if I take them off?" He gave her a seductive smile and said, "Sure, just as long as you promise that is all you will take off….At least until later." She frowned and decided it was best not say anything, in the chance it might be taken wrong.

Spike popped in a DVD , then came and sat next to Buffy. She felt very uncomfortable around him because of the way he looked at her like he was undressing her with his eyes. Before the movie titles were on the screen, he had moved over closer to her and had put his arm around her. Buffy grabbed his arm and placed it in his own lap and said, "Sorry, but I am involved." Spike laughed and said, "So am I. That doesn't mean you can't have a little fun while you are here in England. I mean ther eis that rule that if it's in a different state, or even better, different continent, than it doesn't count." Buffy gawked at him and almost yelled, "I am sorry if you can't keep your dick in your pants, but I am not looking to have any fun with any guy while I am over here. And if that is a concept you can't grasp, then I am just going to go downstairs and away from you." Spike chuckled again and said, "Feisty aren't we? I like that in a woman."

Buffy stood up and grabbed her shoes. "You are some piece of work! No wonder your parents gave you that look before we left! They knew you would do something like this." Spike stood up as well and spit out, "Hey pet it's not like you didn't flat out shun my advances. You came up here with we, without any protest and even started taking off stuff before I even had time to blink." Buffy was fuming at this point, and she walked right up to him and stared him straight in the eye. She wasn't that much shorter than him, but she still had to tilt her chin to look him in the eye. She spit back at him through gritted teeth, "Look, I was trying to be nice for my mother's sake, but there are some things I will not take lying down, and I don't mean that in the literal sense either. I am going to go downstairs and make sure that my mother know s exactly what you did and then I am leaving." She sped out of the room and started to weave her way through the maze of stairs. She kept turning until she recognized the hall they first went down after coming up the stairs.

She practically ran down the stairs and into the room that she heard voices coming from. She stormed in and said, "Mom I want to leave." Her mother got up and gave her the concerned mother face. "Buffy honey what is wrong?" She looked at the Bale's and said, "Nothing I just want to go." She stepped back and said in a stern tone, "Buffy. Why aren't you wearing your shoes? Did William do something to you?" Buffy saw a fire in her mother's eye she had never seen before and she got scared. Mrs. Bale said, "Don't worry about it Joyce. We will deal with William. You should just take Buffy back to the hotel so she can rest." Joyce was about to protest, but Buffy cut in. "Mom, please let's just go." Joyce nodded and said goodbyes to the Bale's while Buffy head out to front. She stood out on the porch, if the is what it was called here, and was shocked at the events that had just unfolded.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone. She knew that her mother would kill her for doing this, but her mom owed her right now. She dialed Angel's number as tears began to spill down her cheeks.

In Sunnydale…..

Angel was just getting home when the phone began to ring. He picked it up and breathed out, "Hello?" He heard sniffling, then the hurt voice of Buffy saying, "Angel?" his heart nearly broke when he heard her. "Buffy? Oh gosh Baby, what's wrong?" she sniffled some more and then said all in one breath, "Oh Angel! I miss you so much! My mom made me go to a dinner with her clients tonight, and their obnoxious son tried to hit on me and he accused me of leading him on! I just wish I could come home!" Angel gritted his teeth and said, "Oh I wish I could be there too Baby! And trust me, I am going to kill that guy if I ever see him. I promise that we will be together soon. It's only two weeks. I love you Buffy." He could hear her smile when she squeaked out an, "I love you too." He softened and said, "Now go to bed baby and forget about all this. I'll talk to you tomorrow. I love you! Night Baby!" Buffy sighed and said," Okay Angel. I love you too. Bye." Once she had hung up, Angel began pacing the floor. He couldn't stand the thought of someone hitting on Buffy, and him being powerless to stop it. He needed to find a way to see her. Two weeks was just too long.

TBC

Okay that is it for now! I hope you like it! More soon! Really I mean it this time! Now, review!