The Road to Nowhere Leads to Me

Chp.10

Jealousy Doesn't Become Him

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The trio walks casually down the glass-lined hallway. Angel is a few steps behind the two blondes, and he scowls at the sight of their tightly clasped hands. He still can't believe that Buffy had chosen the Bleached Moron. She must be completely confused, or just grabbing onto what she can, being in her state. Spike is the only one she can touch and vice versa. That must be it. He just can't seem to wrap his mind around the idea that she'd said right in front of him, that she loves the ghostly vamp.

He watches as the two glance over at each other, easy smiles coming to their faces as they do. He'd seen that little light that she used to get in her eyes when they were together. Angel thought that the light would always be in those bright green orbs, for him. So much for the whole cookie dough analogy. His growl echoes down the corridor, as he takes his eyes away from the public display of affection between the two.

"What's wrong with you, Angelus?" Spike's annoyed voice drifts back over his shoulder to Angel's ears. The sound breaks the tension-laden silence, as he turns blue eyes on him.

The dark vampire glances down at the clasped hands for an instant. Looking back up he gives Spike a very cold glare.

The other vampires smug smirk tells him that he'd noticed the minute flicker of his eyes down at the hands. "OOH!" Spike drops Buffy's hand, and starts a cocky swagger as he walks in his grandesire's direction. He stops short of Angel, and purses his lips ruefully. "Seems someone's jealous, Sweetheart." He sing songs it, as he gives the vamp in front of him the once over. His eyebrow comes up in an arch as he plants his gaze back into the brown eyes of Angel.

Angel glances over Spike's shoulder at the slayer. She has her hands planted on her hips, and stares at the floor. He turns from the menace in front of him with a loud growl.

Spike walks straight through him, getting mad at the casual dismissal, and turns back to face the incredibly brassed off vampire.

He can't believe his gall, he was dumber than even Angel could comprehend.

"Jealous of me, Peaches?" He smirks in satisfaction. "How sweet, I didn't know you cared that much."

Angel grabs for the cocky smart ass's throat, forgetting that he's not able to throttle him properly in his actions. He watches as the hand glides right through the bleached nuisances body. Getting even angrier, he grunts his disappointment, and walks right back through Spike.

He can feel just how pissed Spike is, and really could care less as he keeps walking away. He really needs to go and kill something, since he can't kill the one thing he really wants to. He can feel the two behind him watching as his steps quicken. He knows that Spike being Spike wouldn't let this go.

"Yeah, the slayer chose me, and the bloody poof can't stand the thought of it." His voice is loud and echoes down the floor, as Angel continues his trek back to his office. Spike is trying to get his attention, he knows it, but he will not give him the satisfaction. "What about the Dog Girl, Angel? Did you happen to forget that you already have a girl?" Angel was trying really hard not to turn around and start a fight with him, but he was making it damned difficult. "Oh, you just wanted the cake and to be able to eat it too, I see. Wonder what Nina would think about that. Just forgot all about the poor girl, didn't you? The moment that your so-called true love showed her ghostly face in your office."

Angel's shoulders visibly sag. Spike was right, not that he'd admit that Spike would ever be right, but he is. He had forgotten all about Nina. Not when Buffy had shown up, but when Dawn had called. He hadn't spoken to or seen her in over three days. "No, William. I didn't" He lies in a snarl, his face morphing into that of the demon.

"Struck the nail on the head, did I?" He turns at that, his demon raging at the annoying menace.

His face slowly morphs back to the human guise, as he watches Buffy walk back up the hall, and to Spike's side and place a tiny hand on his shoulder, he rolls his eyes at the gesture.

"Spike." The bravado fades from Spike's body at the sound of her voice saying his name. He turns to her, his expression melting into a genuine smile as he gazes into her eyes. Angel feels the need to heave when Buffy returns her own smile. Actually if vampires could he'd have probably already spewed out lunch, and breakfast at the first bunch of complete mush the two had already shown to each other.

God if they got anymore intimate, they'd be having a good bout of sex right there in front of him. He couldn't believe that he'd just thought those thoughts, because the images coming to his mind turns his stomach. The sexual tension between the two oozes from their pores. It's like watching one of those old Taster's Choice commercials. The ones where the guy looked a little like Giles, and the lady. Those had always made him want to kill the actors. He growls, again, breaking the easy connection that Spike and Buffy had been sharing.

"Can you please leave Angel alone?" His head comes up as he hears Buffy's plea. "I know this has to be hard for him, don't make it any harder by rubbing it in." What she didn't understand is that her being all over Spike at all moments was rubbing it in more than Spike's words had.

Spike gives her a nod in ascent, as he watches them. The idiot would do anything his lady asked of him, it just so happens that Buffy is his girl. But Buffy had seemed to make the impossible, possible. Angel looks on her in astonishment. She'd gotten Spike to agree to quit taunting him about something. There really must be an apocalypse brewing, because Spike being civil to him was definitely world ending material.

"You know I'd do anything for you, Luv." But he'd seen the evil glint in the other vamps eye as he turned to head back to his office. Seems the world isn't ending, just on hold for awhile.

(A/N: Well here's another chapter. I hope I get more reviews for it than I did for the last one. Would like to thank Placid for the great betas. You make it better to read for the readers, and help when it's needed. I appreciate it.)