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Chapter4: Confidential

Angel woke up slowly and went to step on the floor.

"Oww! I'm not a floor mat!" Buffy yelped

"You're supposed to be in bed! And I told you, the host gets the floor!" Angel yelled back defensively.

"Shutup, I didn't want to be alone."

"But you wanted to be stepped on?"

"No! It's not my fault you had to come back out here."

"Yes it is."

"I said SHUTUP!"

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed," I said with my famous grin, and retorted, "I know, you said shutup."

"I hate you!"

"Love you too!"

"Ha! I knew it!"

"I didn't mean literally."

"Oh," she replied going into put mode.

"What now?"

"You're being mean again."

"You wanna cookie to make you feel better?" I bribed even though I had none in my apartment. I mean vampire, hello, we don't need to eat!

"Really?" she asked getting all excited.

"No, I don't have cookies."

"You really are mean!" she yelled.

"Am not!" I replied like a little kid.

"Are too!"

"Am not!" I yelled back. Buffy ran and tackled me onto the couch when bang, I hit my head on the arm rest. A wooden armrest on your head doesn't feel too peachy.

"Oops, sorry."

"Yeah, uh huh." Then of all people to walk in, Wesley did.

He was uncomfortable from the get go. Wes just did a little thing with his hands in a frustrated way and stuttered out, "I'll come back later," while turning around.

Buffy, still perched on my bare chest, wouldn't move a muscle as I asked, "Wes, what do you need?"

"I need your help with this file, its kind of confusing."

Then Buffy cut in, "Can't you see he's busy right now?" she asked a little annoyed at being interrupted, even though I don't know why. I was just picking on her, and now she is mad for being interrupted, wait, why interrupted? He interrupt anything, we were just, fighting, ya, just fighting.

"I said I could come back later," he retorted smugly.

"Well," she tried to think of something witty to say fast, but you could tell by her facial expression she just couldn't think of anything, with a little snort she yelled, "whatever!" Wes rolled his eyes in a pathetic manner and she whined to me about it, "Angel."

"What?" I asked, knowing full well what was coming next. She just looks so gorgeous when I give her a hard time, wait no gorgeous, she isn't gorgeous, well she is, but god! Shut up mind shut up!

"He rolled his eyes at me," she tattled on him like a 4 year old trying to get her big brother in trouble. She had on her puppy dog face too, making it all the worse. She knew that face would always get her what she wanted when it came to me.

"Tattletale," Wesley muttered under his voice, acting like the older brother about ready to scolded. It took all my energy to stop from laughing at this little skit that I guess I was supposed to be the father of.

"And?" I asked calmly looking at Buffy, knowing full well that wasn't the answer she was looking for.

"Be a good boyfriend, er, ex-boyfriend, and beat him up for me please," she begged, putting her pouty face on again.

"It's not my duty to do that anymore," I commented triumphantly, awaiting the hit she was surely going to give me.

"Angel!" she yelled appalled, "You have to! Your nice, plus, I'll give you a cookie," she tried to bribe me. To bad she forgot about this little pesky thing of me being a vampire.

"I don't eat cookies, remember?" I retorted giving her a look meaning 'Your such a dumbass sometimes.'

Not getting the full effect of the look, she begged some more, "Please Angel! Please, please, please, pleas-"

"Stop!" I yelled, she was never going to stop. She sat on me like she just got scolded for being bad, here we go back into our shes a 4 year old skit. All the while Wesley just stood there grinning from ear to ear that she wasn't wearing me down, but on the inside, I really am. "You do know I can't do anything with you sitting on me anyways right?" I asked, trying to be nice and not make her look like she was a complete idiot.

"Oh yeah, I knew that," she replied defeated as she slid off of me. My whole body screamed at me for letting her move, but I didn't listen, it would never work, I just need to keep reminding myself of that, it can NEVER work.

"You should really take a good look at these files Ang," Wesley cut in, getting right down to business like always. It was goos sometimes, but like right now, it could get annoying.

"Thanks, I guess," I told him not to happy about it, but taking the manilla folder from him anyway.

He waved to the two of us as he left the room, and I took the time to open up the folder to take in its contents. I was sitting on the couch, when my beloved, not beloved, when Buffy cam over to me, "What's it about?" she asked taking a seat next to me, knowing she was fairly close and totally denying the 'personal space' rule.

"Work related stuff," I replied moving down a little so she wasn't practically sitting on top of me.

"What kind of work related stuff?" she asked, moving closer and trying to peer over my shoulder to look at the file.

"I'm working! Give me some space," I yelled, I didn't mean it to be angry, but it came across as pissed off anyway. She shook the hurt look of her face and kept probing.

"I wanna know, please Angel," she started to whin again. I didn't look at her, for I knew that puppy dog face was set into her face from the tone in her voice.

"No," was the simply answer I replied, staring at the file.

"Why?"

"Classified."

"Oh come on, please tell me!"

"I can't," I don't even know why I was doing this, she could look at it. I guess I just don't want to get her involved, or have her get worried if she reads something and takes it the wrong way, or doesn't take the wrong way, but is still worried.

"Angel, I might be able to help," she tried to get me to agree to let her read it.

"Yeah, maybe you can, I'll tell you if I come across something that seems like you would know, but for now I'm going to my office," I replied standing.

She stood in front of me, blocking me from the elevator, now I had to look at her, which was probably what she wanted, "Tell me, or stay down here at least."

"Bu-" I was cut off from saying her full name when a hand reached from the opening elevator door and grabbed my beloved Buffy. Before I could react, the doors were shut again.

"Hello slay-" the attacker tried to get out. Before the woman dressed in all black could finish her word, Buffy was throwing her across the elevator. Whoever had just tried to take her, was going to get the butt kicked, I am sure of it, and my thoughts were completed as I heard a loud thump from inside. The woman was knocked out at the bottom of the elevator when the doors opened again. Buffy had her arms crossed over her chest angrily as she glared out at me, "Think I'm part of the case now?" she questioned.

"I don't know, let me call Wesley," I said walking from her angry gaze to the phone. I heard Buffy pull the attacker from the elevator and tie her to one of my wooden chairs, incase she woke up. It was amazing how short of a time it took Wesley to get down to my apartment. I swear he was here before I had a chance to put my phone down.

"Who is it?" he asked, a little out of breath. Buffy and I both shrugged in response as we looked at the mysterious woman tied to the chair.

"Should I take her up for questioning?" he asked. What a stupid question, someone had just attacked the woman I love, yes I have caved into that fact now, and he doesn't know if he should question her!

"Yes," I say a little irritated, but hiding it well, "tell me what she says."

"Sure thing," he replies trying hard to drag the woman back into the elevator. We should of offered to help, but, it was too fun to watch him attempt in doing this.

"See I helped," she said once Wesley was gone.

I nodded, "I know, but it was still work related and confidential," I retorted trying to stick to my original excuse.

That was the wrong idea, you could see the fire burning inside of her as she went on a big speech, "What? I may have just helped you solve this, and your gonna keep pulling this confidential shit! I can't believe you!" she screamed as I shocked at her reaction, "You have gotten very narrow minded since the last time I saw you Angel. You probably haven't even noticed that I came here for you, not some stupid apocalypse, cause I feel like I'm cookies now," she went back to the old analogy from her last battle in Sunnydale which made me start to smile, but her fury kept her from noticing, "Because you know what! I love you! Which is stupid because you have probably moved on and don't-" I cut her off by pressing my lips to hers and my hands on her beautiful face. I could feel the tension slowly melt away until I pulled away to let her finish her sentence if she wanted to. In a bare whisper, she said her last word, "-care."

I smiled sweetly, as I got ready to explain myself. "Buffy, I care, I love you, but I was scared, Scared that you hated me, or just using me for I don't know what for, and well, I don't know I was just-" I was babbling on and on about this one thing, until Buffy stopped me that same way I stopped her. This time, we didn't part until Buffy needed air, since she was still human, she still had to breath. "I need to tell you something, very, very important. Especially now. A couple of hours before you appeared in my office for the first time in years, things changed in my life, for the better. My soul, its, well, my soul is bound to me. You know, like its permanent, I can't lose it, no matter what." I saw tears in her eyes, and I felt bad that I was now making her cry, "Oh god, what's wrong? I shouldn't have told you that should I."

"No, no Angel, joyful tears," she said smiling at my confusion. "So, you can do anything, even if it makes you happy?" she asked hopefully.

"Yeah baby," I said running my fingers through her soft blonde hair, "I can be yours forever," I cooed into her ear. Her smile got even bigger, if that was at all possible, and she leaned forward as I leaned down to her. Our lips met in an electrifying, amazing, mind-blowing, great, there aren't enough words in the English language to describe how great this kiss was. It made it all the better that it meant we were back, back where we were meant to be, with each other. I felt her arms tangle around my neck, while my hands were tangled in her hair. Unfortunately she pulled back to take a breath, that was the only downside to being human, you had to take stupid breaths. I even took one, even though unneeded, it just felt like I needed to at the time. "I love you," I whispered, meaning more then I ever did before. I could see her eyes light up at hearing me say that, it had been entirely to long since I had.

"I love you too Angel," she whispered back smiling up at me happily. I bent down and picked her up quickly, and she squealed with happiness as I hoisted her into the air, "Angel! What are you doing?"

"Well, we are alone in my apartment, with nothing to do, no where to go, I wander what we could do?" I replied to her question with a wicked grin on my face.

"I don't know Angel O'Connor, maybe we could play a board game?" she asked, trying to make me gitty, which it worked. She had a thoughtful look on her face as acted like I was going to drop her, "Angel! Don't do that!"

"Do you still want to play a board game?"

She thought about it, but eventually answered, "Not really. What do you have in mind?" I just gave her a devilish grin as I headed to the bedroom. She put her arms around my neck, to pull her closer, as she whispered things into my ear of things she wanted to do, which one of them almost made me put her down in the hallway and start something right there and right now. She giggled at me when she felt me tense, and then kept going. Finally reaching the bedroom, I laid her down on the crimson covers and smiled at her as I bent down to kiss her. I got back up and walked over shutting the door and locking it. When I turned back around, she had moved from the center of the bed, and was patting the empty space beside her, telling me to lay down. I obeyed, and once I layed down beside her, she started to draw little circles on my chest with her forefinger. She moved over his body and kissed me fully. My head still hadn't comprehended what was going on, or else I probably would of stopped and asked her if she really wanted to do this, but I'm glad my mind hadn't totally caught up with me. My hands slid under her shirt and I began to remove it. I parted to take it off from her body totally, but just barely long enough for that, for our lips were back together in a matter of seconds. I reached up to unhook her bra, when a knock sounded on the door.

"Dammit," I growled as I gently moved from under Buffy and towards the door. She grabbed I shirt I had laying on the floor as I opened the door a crack to see Wesley, "What do you want?" I asked impatiently. Now he had really interrupted something.

Wesley clearly noticed Angel wasn't in the mood for talk about work, but her should hear this now, "Uh, that woman upstairs, she was supposed to kidnap Buffy and take her to a Drusilla and, she couldn't remember the other name. I thought you eould want to know now since it had to do with Buffy."

"Thanks Wes," I said calming down, he was just doing what he thought I would want, "Do you know where?"

"She didn't know, they were in an alley way and said they would find her after she got Buffy."

"Did she tell you which alley?"

"She just said she was walking around and they came out of nowhere, pushing her into an alley and told her she had a job."

"Alright, keep trying to get things out of her, but don't let her go just yet."

Wesley nodded, "Bye," he said turning and walking for the elevator. I turned also and sat on the edge of the bed, putting my head in my hands. What did Drusilla want with Buffy? I couldn't help but wander. Buffy shut the door and was instantly by my side and started to rub my back gently.

"Honey, whats wrong?" she asked in a gentle tone, trying not to get me mad.

I looked at her and asked simply, "Why can't Dru and Darla leave things in my life alone?"

"Darla? who said anything about Darla?" she asked defensively. She has hated her every since she learned that we were something when I was Angelus.

"I know it has to be Darla."

Buffy nodded and leaned closer to my ear, "How about I take your mind off things?" she asked, letting her hot breath hit my ear. Her hand slid down my back and onto may butt, and she squeezed gently. I jumped, not expecting that at all. She giggled at my surprise to what she had done and asked, "So? What do you say?" with a grin spread across her face. I lifted her again, and laid her head onto the pillows. I looked down into her gorgeous blue-green eyes deeply, as she stared into my dark brown pools.

"I love you," I whispered. Before she could answer, I had my lips over hers, and jutted my tongue into her mouth. I could tell she wasn't happy about not being able to reply, but had almost instantly forgotten. I stopped our feverent kiss, so I could remove my shirt from her body, but before I could kiss her again, her forefinger was on my lips.

"I love you too," she purred smiling at me. The smile on my face grew larger as I kissed the top of her finger. She put her hands in my hair, and pulled me down to her lips and kissed me hard.

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