Chapter 8

Alright I know this chapters kinda short. I just updated cause I didn't yesterday and I felt bad. I have a Bio test to study for so thats why it's kinda short. And also not really that good. I'm pretty disappointed with the way this one turned out but I just couldn't really find a good way to bring Angel in. That's why Erik looses his temper so much quicker than we all know he really would. So yes I know this chap's a little off but the next one will be gold I promise.

Angel looked around he was in a cave like structure, Buffy was no-where around.

'Great where can she be.' "Buffy" he called out there was no answer and even worse the portal had closed.

'Looks like I'll be staying for a while. Better find Buffy' Luckily Angel could catch the faint sent of Buffy from somewhere not to far. He hadn't gone far when he saw light in the distance. The closer he got the more sure he was Buffy wasn't alone. He could hear the pounding of two heart beats very clearly. The sound of warm blood flowing through a living being sent a familiar longing through him. It had been so long since he last drank from a warm body. Around two years since he'd drunken from Buffy yet the memory was still so fresh. The way her skin yielded so easily to his bite. The way her blood filled his mouth and every one of his senses, the way it heated him to his very core. Her blood was the elixer of life. Slayers blood was beyond words, nothing could compare. She'd willingly let him drink from her, to save his life. He remembered every moment it haunted his dreams and nightmares. Her body below him, arching into him. Her moans of pleasure as he drank deeply, his body arousing at the sensation, almost beyond all control until he noticed her shallow breathing. Then he had stopped.

Angel inhaled deeply still lost in his memories that both delighted and disgusted him. Was one of the people ahead Buffy? Was that her heart that was pumping blood so quickly? Her scent that had the intoxicating smell of fear mixed with desire? All strong emotions added to a scent and the one Angel could smell now was the most accelerating combination. At least for a vampire. One of those ahead was definitely female, the other a male. Angel could smell the desire coming off of them. 'But if that's Buffy, then who is she with?' he moved more swiftly towards the light, and utterly silently as well. So convinced now that Angel was certain he'd find Buffy in the arms of another man. He was so convinced that for a moment he did see it. But he focused, 'no that can't be Buffy' the girl before him had long curly brown hair. She was taller than Buffy. The man Angel had sensed was singing, an amazing voice Angel noted. As he watched the couple in wonder. So enticing was the mans song that Angel forgot his search for Buffy. He didn't take notice of the tingle he always got when she was near.

They were amazing to watch. The song itself just as good. He watched as the two slipped out of his line of vision and into another room. Angel stayed in the shadows watching, waiting. 'Buffy's around here somewhere' he realized finally taking notice to something his instincts and heart had known since he arrived. The man came back out and looked around for a moment.

'He couldn't know I'm here could he?' but he didn't. Almost as quickly as he had been there he turned and walked straight toward a darkened room.

"There you are. I had wondered where you'd gone off to," Erik announced startling Buffy out of her daydream. "Did you not know that it is rude to wander into a person's room uninvited?"

"Yes actually I did, but you were gone so long I got bored. Besides I didn't want to interrupt your little sing along with obsession girl."

"And did you enjoy the show mademoiselle?"

"It was great, cool song did you write it yourself?" Buffy asked off handedly.

"Yes"

"Cool, so where'd that Christine girl go? That was her name right"

"Yes and she's asleep now."

"Really sleeping? Hmm I thought after that intense little musical of yours that you'd be…well engaged in a more physical activity."

'The boldness of this girl is absolutely irritating. Always must I be forced to think of such things.'

"If you do not mind mademoiselle, I think it would be best if you kept such thoughts to yourself. And stayed out of things the neither include nor concern you"

"Hmm guess I hit a sore spot huh? Don't worry I've been down that path already."

'Does she not listen?' Erik turned and walked out. 'Christine would never even dare to speak so with me. No one would. She does not fear me at all.' That realization was both a relief and an irritation. Erik was used to fear, it was how he controlled others. He liked to be in control. He sighed Buffy was following right behind him.

"So who's room was that?"

"Mine"

"Oh but then whose is the other room?"

"that would be Christine's"

"She has her own room. Weird"

"I thought we were clear about all these questions"

"Right yeah no prying. I can see I'm going to have so much fun here."

"No one is forcing you to stay." They were in the main room again. The room Christine was allegedly in was closed.

"And what about her? How'd you get her here? I thought she was engaged or something."

"I suggest you hold your tongue mademoiselle, that is if you wish to still be breathing by tomorrow"

"She looked at little out of it, what did you do drug her? Hypnotize her? Cast some dark spell on her?"

"I'm warning you" Erik said malice lacing his voice. Buffy was unfazed.

"Hey I'm just making sure. As the slayer it's my job to up hold good. It's my calling to make sure she's here of her own free will. Why are you getting so offensive over this, unless that is you did force her here somehow? Is that the only way you can get her to stay with you?" Buffy hadn't been prepared for the rope that came suddenly around her neck. She had been so caught up she hadn't seen him pick it up. She felt the pressure build quickly in her throat and her air getting cut off. Had she been ready for such an attack she would have been able to get out and kick this guys ass all at once but she was caught of guard.

The moment Erik had placed the rope around Buffy's neck, Angel had moved from his hiding spot in the shadows where he had been watching and attacked.

With a fierce growl Angel lunged for the man with the mask pulling the rope from his hand, freeing Buffy from the suffocating grip. She fell to the ground coughing as she sucked in life giving air.

She could breath but why. 'Angel?' Yes that was definitely Angel who had just knocked Erik to the ground. Angel with that dark look of hatred in his eyes Buffy had associated to Angelus long ago. He knelt over Erik the demon in him urging him to break this masked mans neck.

"Angel don't" He knew that voice, he loved that voice. That voice brought him back to himself.

"Buffy" he said as much of a question as it was a statement. He moved across the room to her, leaving Erik where he lay. He reached Buffy and pulled her into his embrace. Erik took this moment to get to his feet. At this Angel began to move back towards the man who had hurt his lover. Until he felt a hand hold him back.

"Angel stop!" Buffy's voice commanded. He obeyed, standing protectively at her side.

"Okay everyone just calm down" Buffy said speaking to both men. "Erik look I really didn't mean anything by what I said."

Erik sighed; once again he had lost his temper. He seemed to have a habit of doing that.

"Who is this?" he asked gesturing to the man who had attacked him.

"The names Angel"

"Strange name"

"Alright Buffy I think you have a few things to clear up" Angel said becoming bored with the small talk. "This guy just tried to kill you. Now tell me why I'm not sending him half way to hell right now?"

Erik watched with amusement at this display. As if death and hell held any real fear over him. He'd lived in hell a long time, and been dead even longer.

"He just lost his temper I guess. If I hadn't been caught of guard then I wouldn't have even needed you to save me."

"And that excuses it? Must people don't strangle others when they lose their temper."

"I'm sure you use to be no different. He's not the only insane one in this room."

"Your right I forgot your completely insane."

"Wow I haven't even seen you for more than two minutes and already were fighting, isn't that just…wait Angel how did you get here?"

"Dawn called me told me what happened. Willow opened a portal I came through to get you."

"How did my sister get your number? She went through my stuff didn't she? Oh she's so dead."

"As interesting as this all is, I think you've intruded upon my life for long enough. I assume you will be leaving now?"

"Right, yes! We go home now right?" Buffy asked Angel. He didn't answer.

"Angel? I think this is the part where you explain how your going to get me home."

"Right well when I came through the portal closed after me. So we wait here until Willow opens another one and then we go through it."

"Okay and how long will that take?"

"I'm not exactly sure, no more then a day or two I'm sure."

"How sure?"

"It's my estimated guess."

"Oh well that's just great. Sorry Erik doesn't look like were leaving anytime soon."

"You are not both staying here. I allowed you to stay because you killed that creature. But he attacked me I don't feel an obligation to allow him to stay."

"Was that all I was to you? An obligation?" Buffy faked sadness. "Erik truly I'm hurt. No but really we don't have much of a choice we have to stay here and wait for my friends to open another path. And trust me you don't want to try to get Angel out of here. You remember how I said he wasn't like other people? Well I really meant it."

Erik took a deep breath. 'This must be the longest night I've ever been forced to live through' He turned and walked off back towards where Christine lay asleep still.

See what I mean. I was having trouble getting into any of the Characters heads today. especially Erik's. But really I promise the next chapter will be great! Plz review I need more idea's. I'm considering Raoul finding his way down to find Christine