OK, now that job was just way too easy. He didn't even realize I was there. I didn't even have enough interest to torture him. Oh well. I made it look like his brain had imploded on itself. He had all of this blood and brains coming out of his ears, eyes, and mouth. I really need to hit something. I think I need to find Angelus now. I look for him; sense him in a bar, a really crappy dingy bar. I teleport there and guess what he is doing. Getting himself drunk off his ass. I walk over to him, stand in front of him, and he doesn't even realize I am there. This night sucks ass. It's like a fucking epidemic. He doesn't look up from his brooding, so finally I get bored and punch him in the jaw so that he ends up on the floor. I kick him in the face next. He vamps out. Huh, I guess I got his attention.

"Hey."

Good lord, that's what I get. I am here to beat his ass into oblivion and all he can say is "hey."

"So what are you doing in my town without my knowledge? Or Spike's for that matter? Are you looking to get dead?"

"No, I came to a see how Spike was doing. Haven't seen him in a while, thought I should check in."

Vampires, these two hate each other so much, but for some reason they are still there for the other.

"Have anything specific to do while you're…oh screw it."

Instead of trying to ask him what he was doing, I grabbed his head and started reading his mind, his future. Since he was partly drunk, he put up no resistance and I was done fairly quickly.

"It's not you." But then who is out to kill Spike? God, I so don't need this now. Who else knows that Angel's mark is a bloody black rose?

"Are Darla or Druscilla in town with you?" I asked him.

"Yes, Darla is but Dru is with her newest made boy toy. In Europe I think."

I sat down. Darla is home again. That bitch needs to learn when not to screw with me. Angel looks at me, and he hands me his beer and orders us both another one.

As he hands me the beer, our fingers touch, and I see Spike lying on the ground dying with Darla pulling Angel away from him, away from trying to save him. I see the rose she tosses to him as he turns to ash.

I relax into the beer. I know who the killer is, and she won't be attacking tonight because angel is with me, not her. They have to be together for the premonition to occur tonight.

"So why did you come to see me? Because I was pretty sure that after last time it was going to be the last time I saw you." He asks.

"I told you, Spike doesn't mind that I sleep around on him because he has been doing it to me since we started dating. He doesn't know it was you that I sleep with on occasion, but he knows it is someone."

"So I am your dirty little or not so little secret? That's always what I have aspired to be. Bitch." He replied sarcastically as he slaps me across that face.

"So you didn't come here to kill me, why?"

"I thought you were going to do something, but now I know different."

"So what is the plan now, go home to Spike, or go home with me?"

He is now running his hand up and down my leg, each time getting closer to my pussy. He finally just brings his hand right to my pussy and starts rubbing me.

"I'll go home with you."

I know you're thinking, the man just slapped you and you just beat on his face, why are you going to fuck him? This has always been the relationship he and I have had. I guess it feels weird if we don't hit each other.

We get out to his car and that is as far as he makes it. He grabs me and throws me in the back of his Desetto. His mouth is on mine in an instant. He starts taking my shirt off and I start undoing his as I kiss and lick down his chest. I get bored with the buttons and just rip them off. He stops kissing me for a moment, long enough to backhand me for tearing his shirt. It doesn't stop us though, if anything it ignites us. His hands are all over me and taking my pants off. He doesn't wait for me to take his off, he does it himself. Then he is kissing me down face, to my neck, and down to my chest. He takes one breast into his mouth and strokes the other.

"Oh Angelus, oh don't stop."

He moves to my other breast then down my stomach. As he reaches the top of my pussy, he moves down to below it and starts licking his way up. My back is arching all over the place with me begging him to move up. He asks me what I want him to do.

"Suck me," I say, "Suck my pussy." He complies.

"Oh yes oh baby oh god."

Then just when I am about to come, he stops, looks at me for a moment, then slams his dick into me. I love this, god I wish Spike would be this hard, but he doesn't understand why I like this. He would worry about hurting me. How does one hurt me? Not by doing this.

Angelus is pounding me into the back seat of his car, while I scratch up and down his back with my nails.

"Oh baby, you're so wet, so tight, god you feel so good." He is chanting at me.

Finally, the pressure starts to build for both of us and we both come so hard. Me screaming "Fuck yes," and him screaming "Reina."

We lay there for a moment, then he pulls out of me. He gets out of the car and pulls his pants on along with the shirt I ruined. I grab my pants and top and put them on then I get out of the car where he is waiting. He kisses me good night then gets in the front seat of his car and is gone. I hop on my bike and head to find Darla, kill her, then get on with work. I have five other jobs this week, and seven days until they all have to be done.