This was an old story I had started, that wove a very intricate au life I had planned out, after constant file loss and the end of the show I had stopped writing. Today though I came across the complete story file, and a done chappie I never posted. SO if anybodies still interested, here is that - and hopefully I will find the motivation to finish up. No one likes a WIP! dammit.

This might get confusing... but all will be explained.

11. Shattered Images...

/All things in the world hold beauty,
if looked through the right eye.
The subtle reawakenings to the shattered cries,
all with hollow images that they must withhold.
Facades of beauty that lead to broken and shattered roads.../

Lindsey watched the Jury enter anxiously, although his calm exterior gave nothing away. The whole day had been the end part of Darla's retrial and finally after various inside jobs and a few pay offs he awaited their decision.

"On the count of the sole indictment Assesory to Rape in the 1st Degree How do you find..." the elder judge bellowed, almost menacingly.

"We the jury find the defendant..."

"Cordy!" Buffy yelled entering her trailer. She glanced around nervously looking at the now dark corridors. /Hmmm I could have sworn.../

After Buffy had left Angelus she had taken a walk around the festivities fuming at his arrogant remarks and laughing not always internally at her ability to throw his comments back. /Cordy will be so proud/ The only problem is that she was no where to be found...

/what the hell/ Buffy thought seeing a male figure cloaked by the night.. "Angelus.." she asked in way of question.

"Hello Lover.." he smirked back.

/flash back/

"What do I need to do...?" asked Buffy warily, "I really want him... I meen he makes me feel so alive," Buffy thought.

Cordelia grinned, leaning in close, "Here's what I have planned... you see Angelus is a man that will not stand not having something or in your case someone that he wants... he'll always look for other women as long as you refuse to give it to him... but all that can lean in your favor," she lied seeing Buffy's eye's start to shine with the incoming information. ../and as soon as you do sleep with him the challenge will be over. Poor you/ Cordelia stifled the ironic grin that threatened to slip from her sun chapped lips.

"You see first you taunt him a little maybe loose them things you have on.." she continued gesturing disapprovingly to Buffy's wardrobe.

"... then leave it to me. He'll come to you and bam all you have to do is seduce the boy into bed... and he so obviously loves you, you'll be inseparable after that!" she finished smiling a brilliantly deceptive beam. /even if he does love the girl he obviously isn't the committing type... bring in the help of some old friends and there we have it: Instant Humiliation/

/end flash back/

Spike watched as the all high and mighty Cordelius came strolling up to him at the camp fire. bloody Angelus and her deserve each other He couldn't help to think, as she chirped greeting pleasantly then asked to talk to him in private./ I wonder what the stupid bint has in mind now/ he pondered, not use to talking to her with anything less then loathing.

"Spike darling..." she tapped his arm sweetly.

"Cut the bull shit Queeny... or well at least you wish" he laughed at his ability to make her loose her nice exterior at once.

"Now pet what's this lil' meeting all about... Angelus to busy with goldilocks to give you a good rough and tumble and now ya lookin' for a body to keep you warm at night." he smirked, raking his eyes unhappily down her nude form.

"I must say have you been eating a little to much luv, your lookin a slightly pudgy around the edges," he lied licking his lips. He watched as the smoke literally busted from her at the thought.

"Maybe your just a little to used to the bone rack you've been sleeping with," she replied, referring bitterly to her sister.

Spike's jaw tightened at the mention of Drusilla. When he had came to the village just a lone man who had been surviving since his ship crashed from England as a child, she had been the only one to offer a hand... and well sometimes literally...

"Ah poor baby strike a nerve,"Cordelia smiled scornfully. Rolling her eyes as he turned around she yelled, "wait Spike.. Dammit I have a proposition for you..."

Oh god Tara Willow thought as her petite body arched gracefully against the solid ground. After Buffy had left the rest of the "Royal's" made their announcements and a feast that looked less then appetizing was brought out. About ten minutes in her and Tara had snuck out for a little... dessert.

Tara skillfully lapped at Willow's center delighting in her mewls of pleasure, overcome with love and passion...

"Fuck!" what the.. Tara thought, swiftly bringing her head up from her lover's sex.

Oz watched unable to turn away as the brunette lifter her large eyes to look at him...

"...Not Guilty!" the juror announced smiling at the handsome lawyer who she had received a very, very pleasurable persuasion from to toss the vote this way. Smiling subtly at him she winked.

Lindsey jumped with joy as his case was announced... /so incredibly nieve/ he thought as the women Harmony I think her name was? winked suggestively at him. /Well maybe one more round wouldn't.../his train of thought was caught off as a stunning blonde strutted confidently into the courtroom.

"Darla," he leered, unexpectedly wrapping his arms around her when she flung into his embrace... /she smells so good... he though, caressing eager hands down her frail shoulders she will be mine.../

Buffy gulped audibly as Angelus glided silkily next to her his limp barely pronounced. /breath Buffy you moron, BREATH/ her mind yelled. This IS what she had wanted Angelus to come to her... to take her.

"I thought you might be here," he whispered, their faces now so close that she could feel his hot breath causing delighted shivers against the curve of her ear. Words escaped Buffy as she felt his tongue swiftly dart out to taste the shivering flesh. "Your shaking like a leaf," he purred.

"Not cold...," she replied moving lustrous eyes to stare into his.

Gently moving his large hands to her paint covered hips, Angelus smirked. If anything she was hot, her skin flush and goose bumped... craving her stimulation even more, he bent his head to lick a steaming trail up her arched neck all while sliding his fingers swiftly from the taut expanse of her stomach to cup both ample breasts in his palms.

Buffy moaned her juices beginning to leak from her feminine core onto her bare thighs, clenching her legs together in agony she felt helpless against the onslaught of pleasure Angelus was bestowing upon her.

"I need.." she started to say feeling Angelus's very large and bare erection beginning to stroke against her firm ass cheeks.

"You need... this," he said pronouncing his word by parting the clenched skin til his swollen head rested against her un-penetrated back entrance. "My cock inside you," he purred, his words causing a whole new gush of liquid from her already throbbing core.

A strangled squeak suddenly came from her, eyes flying open with shock and almost... a painful pleasure.

"Now why the hell would I want to help you pet," Spike said rolling up his tongue while leering at Cordelia. "Whats in it for me?"

"Ugh, please Spike like I would ever touch you'r ''bloody arse''" she mocked- I have something better to offer you... something you've always wanted.." she lured.

"Oh and one might that be?"

"Revenge."

"Oz!" Willow shrieked, looking desperately for something to cover herself. /Geesh first Xander now... breath.. Breath... ooooh and NOW THIS/ her mind screamed.

"Ummmmmm I'm sor... I'll ooh shit.." Oz stammered on... whooo umm I'll go." he said. Looking into the face of the women whom he though had loved him, not expecting for it to be her new lover who spoke.

"Don't." Tara stated, her voice betraying the nervousness that she felt.

"Don't?" Oz repeated in confusion.../ what is going on/ he self questioned.

"Stay, with us. Both of us." She said her voice letting it be known exactly what she had in mind.

Both Oz and Willow stared at her dumbfounded... one united though through their minds...

'Oh'

"Uhhhh Buffy," Angelus grunted, feeling his cum covered dick slide in and out her silken walls.
Still stroking her tits in his hand, he tweaked the now very hard nipples. "Are you close?" he mumbled against her back.

Buffy could only groan in reply, sweat dripping off her brow. Hours? Minutes? She didn't know how long it had been since he first thrust violently into her core...

And to be honest she didn't care. All she could feel was the graceful movements Angelus yielded why driving inside of her. She bent over feeling a forceful hand on her back .

Angelus pushed her onto all fours, his feelings of need becoming unrelenting. His large balls tightening to an even more painful state with each loud slap against her tight ass.

/you let me violate you, you let me desecrate
you let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you
help me I broke apart my insides, help me I got no soul to sell
help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself

I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal

my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god /

"Lindsey you wanted to talk," the now free Darla said coming to sit across from him at the desk.

"Darla... I have a question for you..." Lindsey began unsure. The case had been relatively easy as far as they go... send the lil' imprisoned snitch to some of the more rowdy boys in the unit and he had shut right the hell up, then sleep with the ditz and it was practically a slam dunk.
But that had nothing to do with why the enthralling goddess was across from him now, he needed her in on his plan...

"Darla now you know I 'personally'" he started with a brief flash of Harmony's naked writhing body beneath him, "worked very 'hard' on this case... but don't for one second think that I couldn't have you put back in that dike palace quicker then you could scream NO..."

Darla gaped in utter shock /HOW? How dare he talk to her like that.. She was a Walsh/ "where the fuck do you get off.."she started yelling angrily.

"top there doll, I 'get off' lots..." he said with a seductive air... "but this is purely business" for now anyway

"Business?" Darla replied with sceptiveness... "what kind..."

"Now doll patience... if you wouldn't have interrupted to begin with... " he stopped cut off by the icy glare from her piercing blue eyes.

"How would you like a chance to get rid of that little pesk of yours 'Fluffy' once and for all...?"

Suddenly Darla's head quirked up... a vindictive smile flailing lightly on pouty lips... "now Mr. McDonald you have my attention."

Buffy sighed relaxing deeply into the gentle swaying of her waterbed... groggily she lifted her arms not bothering to cover her exposed flesh with anything more then a blissful sigh...

/Last night was ooooooh wait... what the hell/ She came fully awake then, no longer covered in the pleasurable haze.

/Where is he/ her mind screamed in an almost dire panic. "˜He promised... " and thats when she saw it, the crumpled tan parchment with a scribbled Buffy across it.

Well little girl thanks for the ride...
I meen I honestly expected it to be just a tad bit better but
what can you do? Nothing like wasting a few hours on a terrible fuck.
See ya Around... well I'm sure YOU hope so.

Angelus