Summary: It's 1968 and Angel has found a moment of perfect happiness. Just what it means for Buffy remains to be seen. Not happy with the title, so this may change. Will take place at the beginning of Buffy/Season 2, but will deviate from original story line. Almost totally AU. Buffy/Angelus
Disclaimers: Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon own it all. I'm just doing this for fun, and hopefully entertainment
"Hello ducks." Spike gave Drusilla a kiss on her delectable neck. "Are we feeling any better this evening?"
"Daddy isn't coming home, is he? It took so long to find him and he's chosen the other, the one of light." She grabbed her head and began to rock, back and forth. "Dark and light, light and dark. He's chosen his other half and we can do nothing for it but end the world she lives in."
"Dru baby, please love. It's alright. We'll leave this place. Maybe head to South America. It's so warm there and all those little children, just wandering about the place. A bloody smorgasbord, pet."
She screamed, "No, we can't leave. We're so close. Soon we'll have all the pieces in place, I feel it. We'll have a world where we can live as we were meant to and he'll have to rejoin his children." She began to dance in circle and hum to herself.
"Dru, baby. I kinda like the world the way it is. Are you really going to tell me you don't like being stronger, better, superior than all these bloody humans? They're our food supply love. You don't want to change that, do you?" Spike did not want that sodding demon coming to life and literally making life hell. He liked things just the way they were.
"The cards don't lie Spike. This is how it should be. And when it is, we'll have Angelus back. We should have never left him in the state he was in. It was all her fault. Mummy didn't understand how we needed him, how he needed us." She twirled and resumed humming her little ditty. "Now we can set all things right, you'll see, my sweet William."
Angelus let go of Buffy and sat up. Once it had been determined that she would not fight what was between them, he had swept her off her feet and sat her down on the couch with him. Peppering her face and neck with kisses that she couldn't seem to resist, so she returned them. Shocking herself with her almost immediate response to his touch. So now, when she was relaxing into all this pleasure, he pulled away from her.
"What's wrong?" She was definitely confused and more than a little frustrated.
He sensed her frustration and wanted to leave her needing more, soon she'd beg. "Nothing is wrong, but if we don't get out of here, you won't be leaving for at least two days." He reached out and pulled her up by her hands. "I think it's time to get you home, unless you want to stay the night?"
"No. No, it's best if you get me home. You're right. Although, you know you could have easily had me tonight. Just call me Slutty the Vampire Lover. How come you stopped?"
He took a deep, unneeded breath and stretched his arms over his head, allowing Buffy a view of his taut stomach muscles. "I'll have no regrets from you when we do fuck Buff. You'll want it as much as I do and you'll go into it of your own volition. And when we do, it'll last for days."
"Oh." She turned her head as she felt her face getting hot again. The things he said and the way he said them seemed to leave her at a loss for words sometimes. "And if you could run me over to Giles' instead?"
Angelus frowned. "It's after 1:00, I'm sure the old man needs his beauty sleep." He had to put a stop to this dependency she had on her watcher. Slaying was one thing, but everything else was his.
Buffy pulled away from Angel and rubbed her arms. "Okay. The truth. Mom's totally freaked about the slayage and basically kicked me out." She thought a moment. "Okay, maybe that's not fair. She gave me a choice, give up slaying or leave. So, I'm at Giles' until the council can come up with something. Willow and Xander don't even know yet." She blinked away the tears that were threatening to flow and looked up at Angelus.
He pulled her back into his arms and tried to muster some sympathy. But all he could think was what a break this would be for him. And also what a total bitch Buffy's mom was. But she did make a very positive move in his advancement with her daughter, so he'd give her a few points for that.
"Well, it's okay Buff." His voice was soft and soothing. "I mean, slayers never live with their families anyway. I'm surprised the council didn't try to spirit you away a couple of years ago. And to be honest, it's probably the safest move for your mom. Any demon worth hissalt would be using her to get to you. Most likely the best thing that could've happened." And I know it's the best thing that could've happened for me, he thought, trying not to gloat.
Buffy's eyes narrowed. "I may not know you that well yet Angelus, but I think I understand you enough to know you think you can use this to your advantage. And no, I will not move in here with you."
He smiled that wicked smile that seemed to speed up her heartbeat. "Not yet. And I'm hurt. I genuinely care about you. Besides, this place hasplenty of rooms. You're welcome to any of them, for the time being."
"The time being? What does that mean?"
"It means you can use it until you move into our room."
"Oh." She frowned. "You know Angel, I'm still only 16."
"Yeah. And the life expectancy of a slayer is what? 18? Besides, back in the day Buff, you would already have my first bun in your oven. Increments of time really mean nothing. I look at you and I see the woman who'll be spending the rest of her life with me. What do you see?"
"Pretty much the same thing, except man…demon, not woman. You see me as a woman? And no buns in any ovens. I mean, I am only a teenager." The thought panicked her.
"No worries babe. I'm dead. Remember?The only thingmy swimmers will bring you is pleasure and babies are not a pleasure. Except for Dru, she loved her mini-meals."
"Iso gotta dust this bitch."
"You're time with Angel was fruitful, I take it?" Giles was handing Buffy sheets to use on the couch, as she insisted. She was putting him out enough with all her family problems; the last thing she wanted was to put him out of his bed as well.
"Yes, it actually was. We know where Spike and Drusilla are holed up. I just wanted to take care of them now, but Angel insisted we needed to see how far they've come or whatever. Rituals and stuff." Buffy made up her bed and turned to her watcher.
"So Giles? What am I going to do? Mom's not going to budge on this and I can't."
She wore such a forlorn expression Giles' first instinct was to take her in his arms and comfort her. But since this would be totally inappropriate he shared the solution the council had come up with.
"Actually Buffy, I spoke with Quentin Travers this evening. It appears they wish to have you declared and emancipated minor."
Buffy was confused. "Emancipated minor? I thought only actors could do that. I mean, how am I supposed to support myself? I don't get paid big bucks for saving the world and dusting the bad guys." She fluffed her pillow and used all her will-power to keep from crying. I so need Willow right now, she thought. She can find the positive in this situation.
"Not to worry Buffy. The council will form a trust for you, from which we will siphon a monthly allowance for you to live on."
She looked to Giles for reassurance. "How does this sound to you? Does it sound right? Would I live here, with you?" Angelus will love that, she thought.
Giles knew she was about to burst into tears any moment. The past two days - had it only been two days? – had taken a huge toll on his slayer. "It does sound sensible if we cannot convince your mother otherwise. As for living here, I think not my dear. It's already going to be quite awkward should anyone at school find out. But there is an apartment available in this building and I took the liberty of having the council put a deposit on it for you. Does that sound agreeable to you?" He was trying to sound upbeat but he saw the sudden deflation hit Buffy.
She sat on the couch with a heaviness that didn't come from her weight. "Oh wow. This is all so much. I never thought something like this would happen. It never even entered my reality. Well, what little of reality I have. I'll be all alone?" She paused and looked at Giles again. "What happens if my mom says no?"
"The Watcher's Council has connections in very high places. I'm confident they can accomplish this regardless of your mother's wishes and since she is your soul guardian, there should be no worries. And Buffy, you will never be alone as long as I have breath in my body." He took a deep breath and continued. "However Buffy, if this is something you don't want, you must speak up now. I will totally understand. I will not come between the bond of a mother and daughter. I will put a stop to all of this at once."
With a sad smile, Buffy stood up and walked to him. "I have no choice Giles. I could no sooner leave you than I could slaying. It's what I am and you're my watcher." It was simply stated with a conviction Giles didn't know Buffy had possession of.
Clearing his throat, "Alright then, will see your mother first thing. As for now, time to get some rest. Hopefully we can all get on with our lives after tomorrow."