Disclaimers: Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon own it all. I'm just doing this for fun, and hopefully entertainment
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What if the Initiative came to Sunnydale a few years earlier than we thought? And what if Angel got chipped instead of Spike? Just an idea…
Giles poured a cup of tea for Buffy and one for himself. "You do realize what you're saying Angel? The government is aware of the Hellmouth and the concerns that come with it."
"They've got a fucking freak show going on down there Giles. And now they want to bring Buffy into the mix. A breeding program, trained vampires. Control chips." Angelus was pacing back and forth across Giles' living room.
Buffy took hold of his hand and led him to the couch to sit next to her. She proceeded to pull his head on to her lap and run her fingers through his hair. He began to relax a little. She did know all his buttons, he thought, that was for sure. He dug his head a little deeper into her lap, feeling her heartbeat increase. And he knew all of hers, he smiled.
"Sorry you guys, I haven't eaten in over a week and I'm feeling a little weird. Anyway, my point is, this Initiative, their motives are not altruistic. Their purpose is to build a better fighting machine and the gods only know what this Professor Walsh wants to do with Buffy. I'm sure it's not to share trade secrets or recipes." He shakily sat up, his head pounding.
Buffy held onto his hand. "Giles, we have to get him some blood." She rubbed her hand across his shoulders.
"I don't know where I could get some at this hour. Do you Angel?"
"Willie's closes with the sun, so I'm out of luck. But don't worry, I can last a while longer." He leaned his head back onto Buffy's shoulder. "Don't worry babe, I'll be fine."
She looked back up at Giles, concerned filling her face. "I'll pick some up for him later."
Angelus shook his head. "No. It's not safe for you Buffy. If they think something is off, if they suspect you know anything they'll try to pick you up."
"I believe Angel is right Buffy. This Initiative, they're a different animal then you are used to dealing with. You can't dust them with a wooden stake." Giles took a deep breathe. "And as Angel had first hand experience, they have tranquilizer guns and who knows what else. No, it's much too dangerous for you out there. They apparently want the two of you for this insane breeding program of theirs. I'll need to contact the council, see what they can find out. Although I am fearful my phone may be tapped." Giles rubbed the back of his neck, worry etched on every line of his face. "I must get ready for school now. I'll need to stop by your mother's before school, come up with some reason she'll accept for you being gone until we figure this out."
"I should do it Giles, not you. I'll call her… oh, our phone's probably bugged too." She looked at Angel as her voice trailed off.
"No phone calls to anyone!" Angel's voice was harsh. "They're bound to have tapped all your phones. Yours, Willow's, Xander's."
"I'll handle it Buffy." Giles put his cup down. "I'll think of something."
"Giles, tell her Buffy ran away with me. She left a note on your door last night and you found it this morning." Angel laid his head back against the couch. "This'll give us a few days to come up with a plan. You can contact the council." He closed his eyes, but continued to speak. "I have a place near the beach, never used it, just thought one day…anyway. Giles, you can drive us out there when it gets dark."
"I'll try to get back soon with some blood Angel. Just hold on. I don't want to arouse suspision, but I'll do my best." Giles started up the stairs, but turned back. "When I get home from school, I'll pull my car into the garage and as soon as the sun sets, we're off."
"Be careful Giles, don't take any chances." Buffy looked up at him.
Giles cast Buffy a worried look then continued up the stairs.
Once Giles had left, Buffy led Angel upstairs. "I bet a nice, hot shower will help you relax."
He gave her a wicked grin. "I know something else that will definitely help me relax." Angelus pulled Buffy into his arms, feeling himself react to her immediately.
She felt it too and pulled back. "Oh right, like I so don't think so. Crazy commandos are after us, you haven't eaten in over a week and we're in Giles' bedroom. A world of ewww." She wrinkled her nose and handed him a clean towel as she pushed him into the bathroom. "I'll find you something to wear."
Fighting the urge to go after her, Angelus realized he really was too weak to be a match for the slayer. And after last night's coupling he knew he'd have to me in top form to keep up with that one. He turned the hot water on and undressed. Patience, we'll have plenty of time together, his mind tumbling over with what he had planned for her.
'I think not brother.'
Angelus quickly spun around to face the intruder only to find the room empty. "Who the hell is here?"
'Umm…look in the mirror.' The voice replied.
He cautiously leaned over to peer into the glass, shocked by what he saw there. "What the fuck is this? I don't have reflection!"
'It's not you, you idiot. It's me.' His reflection simply answered.
"It's you? It's you? You who?" Angelus felt his skin begin to crawl with the implications of who this really was.
'Go with your instincts. You know who I am.' The face in the mirror laughed. 'Come on, did you really think I was gone? I mean for a while I was buried, deep, but here I am.'
"God damn you Angel, get out of my head!"
'I'm not in your head moron. I'm in your soul. Actually, I am your soul. Did you really think I'd leave you alone with her? I'd claw my way up from hell or fight my way out of heaven to make sure she's protected from you.' The voice was passionate, then it paused and chuckled. 'Seems the Initiative beat me to it though.'
"It is you, isn't it? How?"
The reflection shrugged. 'Don't know and I'm not questioning it. All I know is I'm here and I'm not leaving your subconscious until I get my body back.'
"It's my body. And I'll kill it before I ever let you back in you sanctimonious son-of-a-bitch!" Angelus threw his fist at the reflection.
Buffy heard the crash as she was laying a tee-shirt and a pair of Giles' sweat pants on the bed. Running to the bathroom, she flung the door open. "Angel? Are you alright?"
He looked up at her. "Just lost my balance babe. I owe Giles a new bathroom mirror."
"Gods Angel. You're too weak." In that instant she made a decision she thought she would never make, could never make. She went to him as she pulled her shirt over her head. Buffy took Angel's face in her hands and put his mouth on her neck. "Just take what you need Angel. I trust you."
He pulled back to look at her, shock filling his face. "Are you serious? In my condition I don't know if I can stop Buffy." He felt a rush of heat through his body at the thought of marking her. The both of them did.
"Angel. You can't even stand up. You need food. Please, let me do this for you. I love you and I need you. I can't get through this without you." She was scared and it showed in her face and voice.
"Baby, you'll never have to." Angel reached out to her.
'Get the fuck out of my head soul-boy, I'll take care of this.' Angelus had lost control for a moment and Angel had spoken for them.
'You need her Angelus, remember that. Let me take care of this, you know we need blood, whatever that damn Initiative did to us drained us in more ways than one. I can control it, I can take just what we need, you can't.'
Angelus hesitated but had to agree. 'Do it, but remember, I'm in charge. If you try anything. If you try to tell her about me I'll kill her and damn the consequence. I'm still in control.'
'Whatever you say.'
Angel took Buffy in his arms. "Baby, please don't get so upset. Believe me. I will never leave you. I promise." He held her close and inhaled her scent, gods how he had missed her.
"But you're so weak and your color is so bad. Please. Let me do this for you." She was pleading with him now.
He looked deeply into her eyes andshook his head slowly in agreement. "Only because I need it Buffy. I don't know what those bastards did to me, but I can't maintain myself with the lack of blood. Normally I can go for weeks, but I just don't know…" Angel stood up and led her to Giles' bed, he threw the blankets off, laying her on top of the sheets. "Let me make this good for you baby." He lay next to her and kissed her.
"Angel…" Buffy looked up at him, confused by his actions. He reached down and began to unbutton her jeans. Her hand flew down to stop him. "No, Angel. Not here, not now."
He pushed her hands aside. "Yes baby, here and now. It's the only way I can do this. Let me make it good for you. I need to." Angel was looking into her eyes while he continued to undress her, letting her see just how much he loved her. "Trust me sweetheart." His eyes lowered to take in her body. Smooth, sleek, taut, feminine. His. He placed a kiss on her stomach and moved his way up, stopping to give attention to her perfect breasts. Buffy moaned and ran her hands through Angel's hair while heat coursed through her body causing her hips to buck up into him. Her breath was coming in short gasps when she felt his hardness between her legs. The lighting in Angel's apartment had been subdued their first time, but now with the filtered sun light coming through the bedroom window Buffy could see all of Angel and she felt panic rise in her throat. Did he really put that into her last week?
"Angel…." She was frightened but her body seemed to have a mind of its own, thrusting towards him, opening to him.
He nuzzled her neck and then moved up to her mouth, kissing her deeply while his hands never stopped moving causing all sorts of moans and mewls and groans. He pushed her legs farther apart and slid into her, groaning at her tightness and heat. "Oh baby, how I missed you." He kissed her and began a slow, languid rhythm. She melted into him, amazed at how he fit her so perfectly. She felt a sweat break out over her whole body, the feel of his coolness making her feel so many different sensations. But the one growing in at her core was pushing all thoughts from her mind.
He felt her spasm and knew it was time. "Don't be afraid baby, I'll take care of you. You can trust me."
She gasped, unable to fully articulate. "Yes yes yes." Buffy turned her head to one side, allowing Angel full access to her most vulnerable spot. Angel growled at the acquiescence and allowed his demon visage to emerge. He ran his tongue over the beating pulse before biting down, all the while thrusting deep within her body. At his first drink he felt Buffy clench down on him, her orgasm pulling him along, and he drank until his final release into her.
Angel rolled off her, pulling her on top of his chest. Laving the wounds on her neck to stop the flow. She looked sleepily up at him. "Wow. How come we never did that before?" She felt him chuckle deep within his chest and marveled at how this great, gorgeous man loved her.
'Get out soul-boy, it's my turn.' Angelus had had quite enough of waiting on the side lines while the little man had his jollies with his woman.
'She can't lose anymore blood Angelus.' Angel warned.
'No worries, we have enough blood. I need her. Now go!'
Angelus began running his fingers up and down her ribs, causing Buffy to shudder in pleasure and give a little mewl. "Angel, you should try and conserve your strength, don't you think?" She began to rise only to have him pull her back down.
"Oh babe, please, we may not have this opportunity for a very long time. I missed you so much while I was away from you. The only thing that got me through was the thought of seeing you again. Please babe, don't make me beg."
She looked up at his passion laden eyes and melted. "I would never make you beg." Buffy pushed him on his back and straddled him, "But you just relax and let me take care of everything."
Angelus' hands encircled her waist as she brought her head down to kiss him. "Oh yes sweetheart, please take care of me."