Buffy awoke to find Angel staring at her from above; smiling lovingly at her. She remembered their night of passion, and blushed at her boldness to start it; causing Angel to stifle a laugh. "Shut up," Buffy said, playfully punching him on the chest.
"But it's so cute," Angel smiled, brushing his hand over her cheek. He had been watching her for awhile, and he couldn't have been happier; she was lovely when she slept.
"What's the time?"
"Um, 8," Angel stated, looking over at his alarm clock.
"Mmmm, that's good. Sleepy time for Buffy," Buffy whispered, her eyes closing ever so slightly.
"Go back to sleep Mo chroi," Angel murmured, himself dozing off.
The lovebirds were awoken by a banging on the door, and Buffy rushed to open it; only to slam it closed again. She turned her shocked face to Angel only to see the same face on his. Cautiously reopening the door, she regarded the occupant. "I thought I told you to leave and never come back?"
"Well, that was before I got a bloody chip in my brain ain't it?" Spike asked sarcastically, pushing past her into the apartment. He looked Buffy once over and then turned to Angel, "See, you're still your old self Angelus. Shagging the unexpected."
"Excuse me!" Buffy asked, her anger rising as she stalked towards the bleached blonde.
"Oi Angelus, get your mate off of me," Spike said, retreating behind Angel.
"Buffy, calm down," Angel soothed, gathering her in his arms; much for her benefit and his own. "What do you want Spike?"
"No need to get your panties in a twist," Spike stated, sitting on the couch, "or the slayers for that matter." Spike smirked as this got another huff from Buffy. "Well, I came back to Sunnydale to show the slayer what what, and then this bloody military wanker captured me. Woke up, tried to get some descent food and I find out I can't bloody eat! It's not enough I have to get over the bloody head with an axe, I also can't get any food!"
"Y..You mean to tell us, that you can't feed?" Buffy asked, pulling out of Angel arms to inch closer to Spike.
"Yes, I can't feed! How many times will I have to tell you bloody wankers?"
"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha," Buffy laughed, tears coming to her eyes. "Wi-William the Bloody can't feed!"
"Shut it!"
"Peroxide boy, can't be a vampire!"
"Pansy!"
"Better to be a pansy than a vampire you can't bite!"
"What! You bloody well better run, you-"
"Enough!" Angel roared, making both Buffy and Spike stop their incessant squabbling. "God, you guys are acting very childish. Buffy it's very serious what Spike has because these military people are obviously from the government. Which means the government know the existence of demons and other things; and I don't think they care if the demons they capture are good, their killing them. Now Spike is my childe, so I am obligated to help. But Spike, be warned, touch one hair on any of Buffy's friends or family or herself, and you'll be facing the consequences," Angel said very sternly, feeling like a father.
"Yes sire."
"Yes Angel."
"Good, now let's go to the library. Maybe Giles can help," Angel instructed, leading the trio outside.