Title: That Damn Happiness Clause
Writer: Azure K Mello
Disclaimer- I don't own the shoes I'm currently dancing in what's the likelihood I own anything in Joss' universe? I own the original novels. . . I bought them in Borders, and I own the DVDs. I don't however make money off of this I just seem to spend a lot on it. I in no way intend to infringe copyrights. I'm just entertaining myself, honestly, I'm shocked that anyone's read it.
Setting: Hero, some conversation is mangled out of said ep. Keep in mind that I am a strong believer in the fact that one little thing can change the course of history, hence cannon gets meddled with because life took a different path. Also The Halloween Ep. of season four Buffy is mentioned, my cannon is not Joss'.
Warning: SLASH Angel/Doyle. Spike/Xander. Don't like, don't read, don't flame. V. little happens in this chapter it's all build up.
Note: did anyone else notice that in "Something Blue" he's Ta'Hoffren and the next ep he's in he's D'Hoffryn?
Thanks to: Poison for being the fastest Beta I've ever had! And Isaly for getting out of my hair so I would have some time to write, of course she so busy screaming about the "fecking Prot's" that she doesn't notice. Sorry this is taking so long but I'm afraid of fucking up "Hero" ya know?
Section rating: R Part 14/?
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"Angel?" said Doyle approaching the man as he and Spike returned to the new hideout. "The Scourge are going to that apartment building we found them in. Anyanka's with em."
Mouth tightening for a moment Angel thought of a plan. "You and Xander come with me. We're gonna go infiltrate." He said and then quickly out lined his plan.
Softly growling the hair at the back of Spike's head rose up like a dog's hackles. "If he gets anywhere near them I'll have your bloody guts for garters." He said to his sire as he pulled Xander into a corner. "You be careful, and if someone has to die it better not be you. Love you."
"Calm down, Mother." Said Xander with a smile. "It'll all be ok. I'll see you at the boat." He wanted to kiss Spike but something in the action would have made it seem like a goodbye and not a simple "see you later" parting. "I fucking hate you for these pants, they're so damn tight. I want to get home and out of them as soon as possible."
"Thanks, Xan, you leave me with a raging hard on. You're supposed to be the good guy in this unnatural relationship." Xander just smiled and kissed Spike's cheek.
"I'm sure you'll keep." Whispered Xander the breath so hot in Spike's ear. The man trembled, damn 19 year old mortal. God, Spike loved him. "Think of this as payback." He watched as the boy walked oozing sex inadvertently as always.
Ten minutes later they were standing out side the apartment building. "Ye stay out o' sight until they're gone, yeah?" said Doyle touching the boy's face to focus his attention. "I'll come down get ye or send the bint down."
Just as the pair were about to enter the apartment, Angel tugged on Doyle's sleeve to get him to stop. They listened for a moment. Vamping out Angel waited for his queue. He ran his thumb over the back of Doyle's hand. "Don't be scared." He mouthed. He spied around the corner. "She's here." He mouthed.
"Keep looking." They heard someone in charge say and that was their queue.
Angel rounded the corner, "For what?" he pulled Doyle round the corner roughly, Doyle was wearing his demonic visage. "For this?" a foot soldier stepped towards him. "Back off! It's my kill."
"Vampires don't feed on demon blood."
"Oh please! I wouldn't eat this. He reeks of humanity." He smiled to himself as he thought of The Judge, a demon Spike had risen who said the same thing about his childe.
"You're one to talk, vampire." Said the head soldier who was clearly in charge. Yours is the lowest of all the half-breeds."
"You think I don't know that?" said Angel bitterly sounding like Angelus when one of his plans doesn't work out. "You think I don't smell the humanity inside me day and night - polluting me?" he said looking down at Doyle.
"Please, please don't!" shrieked Doyle.
"Shut up!" screamed Angel as he broke the boy's neck.
"A half-breed who murders other half-breeds. Always charming."
"I know who you are. I want to join you." Said Angel.
"Join us? You wish to die?" asked the man with a laugh.
"I need to be cleansed and only you can show me the way. You can kill me if you want you'd only be freeing me. But I can kill half- breeds for you and believe me I can do it faster and better then anyone you got. I know their minds, where they hide, how they think. I can help you."
"Maybe you can." His men each grabbed one of Angel arms as they walked out of the room. Anya stayed looking at her nail.
"I think I hated that plan." Said Doyle as he twisted his neck back around with loud cracking noises. Letting his face fall into its human form. He turned to Anyanka. He smiled. "Why di' I agree to tha'?"
"Probably in hopes of future orgasms." Said Anya without looking up.
"So what's the deal? They made a wish to kill the half-lings and they're so strong that Ta'hoffren didn't wanna let 'em down? You are one of Ta'Hoffren's girls right?"
"Have you been following me?" she asked with a look of disgust.
"They'll kill you too."
"There's no humanity in me, I'm pure."
"Of course you are, by the by, Xander, I think that's his name, he's out side, he wants a word."
"Oh my God! Xander Harris?"
"No, you're in no way touched with humanity."
"Was that just a trick?" she asked with menace.
"No, he's really there." He said with a smile.
She nodded and just before she left she said. "They have an informant, you know. Heads up." Doyle was left with his mouth hanging open. He flipped out his mobile as she left.
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"Xander?" called Anya. "Your blue and spiky friend sent me down." Xander stepped silently out of the shadows. Anya gasped, "Hello, salty goodness."
"Anya, it's really good to see you. I missed you." He said kissing her forehead.
"You look great!" she said taking in his new clothes and confidence.
He smiled. "So do you, Ahn."
For a moment she looked at him, cocking her head to one side "You're mated to William the Bloody?"
Blushing Xander said, "Is it that obvious?"
"It's all over you, that's great, Xander. Whatever happened surely suits you. So what are you doing here?" she said like old friends meeting in a book store as apposed to a dark ally in a hideous part of town.
"I'm fighting The Scourge. Friends of yours I heard?"
"Xander, you can't be here when it all goes down. I'm not even going to be here."
"Why, Anya, what did they wish? What's the plan?"
A pained looked crossed her face and she sighed before telling him everything, against her better judgment. "They wished for a way to wipe out huge quantities of people at a time. I gave them a light, called the beacon. It burns anything with any touch of humanity. The first mate on your ship mutinied: it's already on that boat. And it's going to be detonated in about thirty minutes."
"You can't take it back? It's going to kill so many innocence. I can't believe you. I thought you stood for vengeance of the righteous, there are children on that boat. There's a fucking little girl who complimented my pants for Christ's sake."
"They're nice pants."
"You're missing the point. Is there anyway to turn it off, once it's started?"
"You'd have to pull a lot of wires. It would take too long."
"Well, that's great. Anya, you have the blood of the innocent on your hands, you have my blood on your hands. Because I have to go back: William the Bloody, my mate as you said, is on that ship along with all the other people you signed over to death." He saw Doyle coming, "Goodbye, Ahn." He said as he and Doyle got in the car. "Speed, we have to get to the ship now. Can I have the cell phone?"
"The battery's dead."
"Fuck!" screamed Xander pounding the dashboard so hard Doyle thought the airbag might have gone off. He quickly explained the situation to Doyle. Then he asked, "What happened to Angel?"
"He got in, they believed it."
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah."
"He didn't mean anything he said."
"I know."
"He loves you."
"I know. I know. I guess it's just been a long day." Xander just gave him a look. Doyle averted his eyes from the boy's gaze. "Xander, ye should have seen the way she looked at meh. Like I was somethin' she scraped off the bottem of 'er four thousand dollar moccasins."
"She loves you: she'll get over it, Doyle. This is nothing. She more hurt that you didn't tell her, I'm sure. Cordy likes to pretend she's shallow, she likes to pretend she's mean. The fact it, she's scared of letting anyone get close to her because then they can hurt her. She's not the bigot she pretends to be; it's just armor."
"Well I got close to 'er and I hurt 'er. Seems like she 'as good reason to not let people close."
"This is nothing, I cheated on her. She forgave me. This is a secret. You didn't lie, you just didn't disclose. Cordy isn't angry at you, if she's angry at anyone she's angry at herself for making you feel like you couldn't be honest." They arrived at the dock and ran on board.
Speak of the devil. There on the deck stood Cordy. "I wanted to tell you. I was afraid. I thought if I did, you'd hate me."
Cordelia crossed her arms. "So, you're half demon. Big Whoop! I can't believe you'd think I'd care about that. I mean, I work for a vampire! Hello? Hell I watch Passions with Spike, for Christ's sakes."
"It's true. I just..."
"What do you think I am, superficial?" she saw Xander snickering and gave him Queen C dirty look. "So you're half demon. That's so far down the list, way under 'short' and 'poor'! - Is there anything else I should know about my supposed close friend?"
"The half demons thing is pretty much my big secret."
"Good. That's out. It's done. Take me to lunch and your forgiven for not telling."
"That's so heartwarming there's a big light below the deck that should kill us all in five minutes, maybe less. Shall we get moving?" asked Xander sarcastically. Suddenly He was knocked off his feet by a white blur. "Oh, Honey." He said softly. "It's nice to see you too."
"Oh god, I was so worried. Stop being so fucking flip. You have no fucking clue what we're fucking with. I was so fucking scared." He babbled into the top of Xander's head as he cradled the boy. There was a hitch in his voice which scared Xander, Spike wasn't prone to crying as a rule, and *never*, *ever*, *on pain of death* in public. Clearly Spike was scared to a point where he didn't care.
"Ok, calm down I'm here now. But there is a big fucking light under the deck. That's going to kill us in about two and a half minutes. Anya said we can disable it by pulling wires."
"Is that so?" said Angel as he drove up the gangplank on a motorcycle. "Well then let's get down there 'cause The Scourge is upon us. We don't have time to get them out. They wanted to here it click off when it shut off. That'll still happen right?"
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The five stood on a balcony looking at the light. It was seemingly too late to save the day. The light was already burning them. Angel made to jump much to Cordy's horror. Doyle put his hand on Angel's arm, "The good fight, yeah? You always say it and - You never know until you've been tested. - I get that now." He said. Angel leaned towards him for a goodbye kiss and as he did Doyle clocked him on the chin hard enough for Angel to fall into the cargo pit with the demons. Doyle made to jump. The scene unfurled as though time had slowed down, for as Doyle watched in horror Xander jumped the banister and landed on the light's frame. They watched as he pulled wires quickly, they could see the blisters already rising over his skin.
Angel was quickly climbing the ladder to get back up to where they stood. He was in no way shocked when his idiot childe jumped the banister only moments later. Shaking his head he jumped upwards off the ladder. His fingers wrapped around the bottom of the light's frame and pulled himself up. "You two are fucking dead if we live through this." He said as he started ripping wires off as well. Spike nodded in emphatic agreement with his sire in Xander's direction. As the boy started to pale instead of redden Spike picked him up by the scruff of the neck and threw him into the pit.
The frame shook as another landed on it. There stood Doyle with a wry smile. "I couldn't let ye three have all the fun." He said as he pulled wires. "Damn there are a lot of these fecking thin's." Spike pulled a grey wire and the room was thrown into darkness just at the same time as the blond vamp blacked out and fell into the pit. There was a loud click from the light and it heralded The Scourge's departure. Gasping for unneeded breath Angel grabbed his boy who was burnt worse than himself due to his mortality. Still, the boy didn't have a patch on Xander and Spike. He pulled the boy to his chest, kissed his forehead, and held him tight as they fell to the ground. Angel landed on his feet.
Writer: Azure K Mello
Disclaimer- I don't own the shoes I'm currently dancing in what's the likelihood I own anything in Joss' universe? I own the original novels. . . I bought them in Borders, and I own the DVDs. I don't however make money off of this I just seem to spend a lot on it. I in no way intend to infringe copyrights. I'm just entertaining myself, honestly, I'm shocked that anyone's read it.
Setting: Hero, some conversation is mangled out of said ep. Keep in mind that I am a strong believer in the fact that one little thing can change the course of history, hence cannon gets meddled with because life took a different path. Also The Halloween Ep. of season four Buffy is mentioned, my cannon is not Joss'.
Warning: SLASH Angel/Doyle. Spike/Xander. Don't like, don't read, don't flame. V. little happens in this chapter it's all build up.
Note: did anyone else notice that in "Something Blue" he's Ta'Hoffren and the next ep he's in he's D'Hoffryn?
Thanks to: Poison for being the fastest Beta I've ever had! And Isaly for getting out of my hair so I would have some time to write, of course she so busy screaming about the "fecking Prot's" that she doesn't notice. Sorry this is taking so long but I'm afraid of fucking up "Hero" ya know?
Section rating: R Part 14/?
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"Angel?" said Doyle approaching the man as he and Spike returned to the new hideout. "The Scourge are going to that apartment building we found them in. Anyanka's with em."
Mouth tightening for a moment Angel thought of a plan. "You and Xander come with me. We're gonna go infiltrate." He said and then quickly out lined his plan.
Softly growling the hair at the back of Spike's head rose up like a dog's hackles. "If he gets anywhere near them I'll have your bloody guts for garters." He said to his sire as he pulled Xander into a corner. "You be careful, and if someone has to die it better not be you. Love you."
"Calm down, Mother." Said Xander with a smile. "It'll all be ok. I'll see you at the boat." He wanted to kiss Spike but something in the action would have made it seem like a goodbye and not a simple "see you later" parting. "I fucking hate you for these pants, they're so damn tight. I want to get home and out of them as soon as possible."
"Thanks, Xan, you leave me with a raging hard on. You're supposed to be the good guy in this unnatural relationship." Xander just smiled and kissed Spike's cheek.
"I'm sure you'll keep." Whispered Xander the breath so hot in Spike's ear. The man trembled, damn 19 year old mortal. God, Spike loved him. "Think of this as payback." He watched as the boy walked oozing sex inadvertently as always.
Ten minutes later they were standing out side the apartment building. "Ye stay out o' sight until they're gone, yeah?" said Doyle touching the boy's face to focus his attention. "I'll come down get ye or send the bint down."
Just as the pair were about to enter the apartment, Angel tugged on Doyle's sleeve to get him to stop. They listened for a moment. Vamping out Angel waited for his queue. He ran his thumb over the back of Doyle's hand. "Don't be scared." He mouthed. He spied around the corner. "She's here." He mouthed.
"Keep looking." They heard someone in charge say and that was their queue.
Angel rounded the corner, "For what?" he pulled Doyle round the corner roughly, Doyle was wearing his demonic visage. "For this?" a foot soldier stepped towards him. "Back off! It's my kill."
"Vampires don't feed on demon blood."
"Oh please! I wouldn't eat this. He reeks of humanity." He smiled to himself as he thought of The Judge, a demon Spike had risen who said the same thing about his childe.
"You're one to talk, vampire." Said the head soldier who was clearly in charge. Yours is the lowest of all the half-breeds."
"You think I don't know that?" said Angel bitterly sounding like Angelus when one of his plans doesn't work out. "You think I don't smell the humanity inside me day and night - polluting me?" he said looking down at Doyle.
"Please, please don't!" shrieked Doyle.
"Shut up!" screamed Angel as he broke the boy's neck.
"A half-breed who murders other half-breeds. Always charming."
"I know who you are. I want to join you." Said Angel.
"Join us? You wish to die?" asked the man with a laugh.
"I need to be cleansed and only you can show me the way. You can kill me if you want you'd only be freeing me. But I can kill half- breeds for you and believe me I can do it faster and better then anyone you got. I know their minds, where they hide, how they think. I can help you."
"Maybe you can." His men each grabbed one of Angel arms as they walked out of the room. Anya stayed looking at her nail.
"I think I hated that plan." Said Doyle as he twisted his neck back around with loud cracking noises. Letting his face fall into its human form. He turned to Anyanka. He smiled. "Why di' I agree to tha'?"
"Probably in hopes of future orgasms." Said Anya without looking up.
"So what's the deal? They made a wish to kill the half-lings and they're so strong that Ta'hoffren didn't wanna let 'em down? You are one of Ta'Hoffren's girls right?"
"Have you been following me?" she asked with a look of disgust.
"They'll kill you too."
"There's no humanity in me, I'm pure."
"Of course you are, by the by, Xander, I think that's his name, he's out side, he wants a word."
"Oh my God! Xander Harris?"
"No, you're in no way touched with humanity."
"Was that just a trick?" she asked with menace.
"No, he's really there." He said with a smile.
She nodded and just before she left she said. "They have an informant, you know. Heads up." Doyle was left with his mouth hanging open. He flipped out his mobile as she left.
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"Xander?" called Anya. "Your blue and spiky friend sent me down." Xander stepped silently out of the shadows. Anya gasped, "Hello, salty goodness."
"Anya, it's really good to see you. I missed you." He said kissing her forehead.
"You look great!" she said taking in his new clothes and confidence.
He smiled. "So do you, Ahn."
For a moment she looked at him, cocking her head to one side "You're mated to William the Bloody?"
Blushing Xander said, "Is it that obvious?"
"It's all over you, that's great, Xander. Whatever happened surely suits you. So what are you doing here?" she said like old friends meeting in a book store as apposed to a dark ally in a hideous part of town.
"I'm fighting The Scourge. Friends of yours I heard?"
"Xander, you can't be here when it all goes down. I'm not even going to be here."
"Why, Anya, what did they wish? What's the plan?"
A pained looked crossed her face and she sighed before telling him everything, against her better judgment. "They wished for a way to wipe out huge quantities of people at a time. I gave them a light, called the beacon. It burns anything with any touch of humanity. The first mate on your ship mutinied: it's already on that boat. And it's going to be detonated in about thirty minutes."
"You can't take it back? It's going to kill so many innocence. I can't believe you. I thought you stood for vengeance of the righteous, there are children on that boat. There's a fucking little girl who complimented my pants for Christ's sake."
"They're nice pants."
"You're missing the point. Is there anyway to turn it off, once it's started?"
"You'd have to pull a lot of wires. It would take too long."
"Well, that's great. Anya, you have the blood of the innocent on your hands, you have my blood on your hands. Because I have to go back: William the Bloody, my mate as you said, is on that ship along with all the other people you signed over to death." He saw Doyle coming, "Goodbye, Ahn." He said as he and Doyle got in the car. "Speed, we have to get to the ship now. Can I have the cell phone?"
"The battery's dead."
"Fuck!" screamed Xander pounding the dashboard so hard Doyle thought the airbag might have gone off. He quickly explained the situation to Doyle. Then he asked, "What happened to Angel?"
"He got in, they believed it."
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah."
"He didn't mean anything he said."
"I know."
"He loves you."
"I know. I know. I guess it's just been a long day." Xander just gave him a look. Doyle averted his eyes from the boy's gaze. "Xander, ye should have seen the way she looked at meh. Like I was somethin' she scraped off the bottem of 'er four thousand dollar moccasins."
"She loves you: she'll get over it, Doyle. This is nothing. She more hurt that you didn't tell her, I'm sure. Cordy likes to pretend she's shallow, she likes to pretend she's mean. The fact it, she's scared of letting anyone get close to her because then they can hurt her. She's not the bigot she pretends to be; it's just armor."
"Well I got close to 'er and I hurt 'er. Seems like she 'as good reason to not let people close."
"This is nothing, I cheated on her. She forgave me. This is a secret. You didn't lie, you just didn't disclose. Cordy isn't angry at you, if she's angry at anyone she's angry at herself for making you feel like you couldn't be honest." They arrived at the dock and ran on board.
Speak of the devil. There on the deck stood Cordy. "I wanted to tell you. I was afraid. I thought if I did, you'd hate me."
Cordelia crossed her arms. "So, you're half demon. Big Whoop! I can't believe you'd think I'd care about that. I mean, I work for a vampire! Hello? Hell I watch Passions with Spike, for Christ's sakes."
"It's true. I just..."
"What do you think I am, superficial?" she saw Xander snickering and gave him Queen C dirty look. "So you're half demon. That's so far down the list, way under 'short' and 'poor'! - Is there anything else I should know about my supposed close friend?"
"The half demons thing is pretty much my big secret."
"Good. That's out. It's done. Take me to lunch and your forgiven for not telling."
"That's so heartwarming there's a big light below the deck that should kill us all in five minutes, maybe less. Shall we get moving?" asked Xander sarcastically. Suddenly He was knocked off his feet by a white blur. "Oh, Honey." He said softly. "It's nice to see you too."
"Oh god, I was so worried. Stop being so fucking flip. You have no fucking clue what we're fucking with. I was so fucking scared." He babbled into the top of Xander's head as he cradled the boy. There was a hitch in his voice which scared Xander, Spike wasn't prone to crying as a rule, and *never*, *ever*, *on pain of death* in public. Clearly Spike was scared to a point where he didn't care.
"Ok, calm down I'm here now. But there is a big fucking light under the deck. That's going to kill us in about two and a half minutes. Anya said we can disable it by pulling wires."
"Is that so?" said Angel as he drove up the gangplank on a motorcycle. "Well then let's get down there 'cause The Scourge is upon us. We don't have time to get them out. They wanted to here it click off when it shut off. That'll still happen right?"
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The five stood on a balcony looking at the light. It was seemingly too late to save the day. The light was already burning them. Angel made to jump much to Cordy's horror. Doyle put his hand on Angel's arm, "The good fight, yeah? You always say it and - You never know until you've been tested. - I get that now." He said. Angel leaned towards him for a goodbye kiss and as he did Doyle clocked him on the chin hard enough for Angel to fall into the cargo pit with the demons. Doyle made to jump. The scene unfurled as though time had slowed down, for as Doyle watched in horror Xander jumped the banister and landed on the light's frame. They watched as he pulled wires quickly, they could see the blisters already rising over his skin.
Angel was quickly climbing the ladder to get back up to where they stood. He was in no way shocked when his idiot childe jumped the banister only moments later. Shaking his head he jumped upwards off the ladder. His fingers wrapped around the bottom of the light's frame and pulled himself up. "You two are fucking dead if we live through this." He said as he started ripping wires off as well. Spike nodded in emphatic agreement with his sire in Xander's direction. As the boy started to pale instead of redden Spike picked him up by the scruff of the neck and threw him into the pit.
The frame shook as another landed on it. There stood Doyle with a wry smile. "I couldn't let ye three have all the fun." He said as he pulled wires. "Damn there are a lot of these fecking thin's." Spike pulled a grey wire and the room was thrown into darkness just at the same time as the blond vamp blacked out and fell into the pit. There was a loud click from the light and it heralded The Scourge's departure. Gasping for unneeded breath Angel grabbed his boy who was burnt worse than himself due to his mortality. Still, the boy didn't have a patch on Xander and Spike. He pulled the boy to his chest, kissed his forehead, and held him tight as they fell to the ground. Angel landed on his feet.