After what seemed like forever of silence and occasionally conversation Buffy decided it was time to head home.
"Some patrol" she drawled while walking down the middle of the street, not worrying about an on coming car it being Sunnydale and all.
"Yea… it was really quiet. Was it always like that?" It seemed weird that nothing happened. Maybe he had been gone so long that most of the evil had shipped out. That's dumb why would they leave when the hell mouth is here he thought.
"Yes well when you sit in on place behind a head stone things tend not to happen."
He hadn't thought about that. They had been sitting here the whole time. It had been nice though, the silence the closeness of them, it was almost as if they had slipped back into the past when they would sit in the cemetery and have a night picnic, minus the kisses of course.
Looking over at him she couldn't help but smile. Always brooding. What could possibly make someone think that hard that much she wondered. With out much thought she poked his arm to see if he'd even notice.
Why did I do that? Shit look forward, act dumb she commanded herself.
"Did you just poke me?" He mused, the urge to laugh apparent in his voice.
Scoffing "Nooo! Why would I poke you? I'm not a child Angel." It was very unlike her to be acting like this. But for some reason when she was with him she didn't notice how hard life was. When she was with him it brought out her youthful side, the one she longed to have back.
"Ookay if you say so" he looked forward at the road. After a few minutes the temptation was far too great. He poked her back, pulling his stolid expression out as he looked ahead like he'd done nothing.
"Angel!" Did he just poke me! ME? The thought itself seemed absurd. It was Angel. He was always the sensible one, the one who didn't play around who always did what he thought was right.
"Hmm?" tossing a glance at her, a small half smile gingerly spreading across his face.
"You poked me!"
"Buffy, why would I poke you? I'm not a child."
Her face went to one of amused shocked. He was mocking her. He!… ah! Are you… oh that's it! So she did what any mature person would do. She poked him like she'd never poked any one before.
It was war. Hands flying, laughing echoing down the street, it was priceless. If anyone had asked what she was going to be doing today getting into a poking fit with Angel would never have been a thought.
Jabbing him in the rib she took off. Sprinting as far down the street as she could. It wasn't much good because he was much faster then her, him being a vampire and all but it was all part of the game. And what a great game it was.
Angel darted after her actually laughing. It was a strange sight but one that should be repeated more often. He was about to reach out and poke her back when her laughs died down and she stood rooted in her spot.
"Buffy whats-" He looked at what she was staring at and got it. "Oh."
They had made it back to 1630 Revello Drive.
The fun and games had to stop. No more giggles no more laughs. It was back to being Super hero. Back to the reality of her life. Responsibility had once again been placed back to the top of her list and she remembered the pain that lay in wait for her the minute she stepped into that house.
"We should… We should get inside, Dawn is probably waiting." She said. The carefree perk in her voice now gone, replaced with one of gloom and sorrow.
Following her inside he couldn't help but feel bad for her. They had been having such a great time. She didn't have to pretend she didn't have to hold the world up, she could just be herself then.
He didn't know what to do. He wanted to help her get back to the life she use to know but didn't know how. But he'd be damned if he let her slip away again. He was going to help her threw this even if it killed him.
Buffy walked into the living room and paused, looking at her sleeping sister wrapped in a blanket.
Coming to stand be hind her he offered "Want me to take her up to her room?"
"Naw, she'll be fine there for tonight." Then it hit. Where was he going to sleep? "I mean no I guess we should move her unless you don't mind sharing my room."
He hadn't thought about it actually. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable I could-"
"No no its fine, I don't mind you staying in my room. Its not like we haven't slept together before." Catching what she said she back peddled. "Not slept slept…I meant sleep slept…"
Smiling at her reassuringly "I know what you meant."
"Thanks for letting me ramble then…okay well I'm…lets go" heading up the squeaky steps she wanted nothing more then to run into Willow and Tara's room and scream 'HE'S STAYING IN MY ROOM!' but she didn't.
Once inside the comfort of her room she grabbed her pajama's about to put them on when she realized he was still in the room. "Oh, I'll be in the bathroom. You can change in here or wait for me to get out. But other wise make yourself comfortable."
Leaving Angel alone she went to her other safe heaven. What are you doing? she though to her reflection in the mirror.
She wasn't sure why she was suddenly worried about sleeping in the same bed with him. They had done it the night before and millions of times when she was younger but with him being there so, dare she say normal Joe like, she didn't know how to feel.
"Confused that's for damn sure" she muttered as she pulled on her Pj's and slipping back into the hall.
Taking a deep breath she walked into the bedroom, shutting the door behind her. "Want to watch a movie or something?" she asked tossing her clothes in her closet. "I rented this a few nights ago and haven't gotten around to watching it yet" she said holding up the new Salem's Lot.
He was sitting on the corner of the bed, unsure where he should actually lay down. "Sure, that's fine."
Plopping the dvd in she crawled up in bed and looked at him oddly. "I don't have cooties you know… you can lay down." Teasing never hurt to get rid of tension. And it worked.
Chuckling "I know." Angel pulled his shirt off and tossed it on the floor next to his jeans, climbing in next to her. It was weird not to pull her next to him like he use to.
Ah shirtless Angel, okay relax! Think of Rob Lowe! Yes! Movie! Thank God for small favors! Now I can think of the movie! Not Angel being half naked next to me…oh god! What did I do? Pulling out of her thoughts she pressed play and the movie started.
About an hour and twenty minutes in the movie and Buffy's eyes were huge. She couldn't believe what she was watching. Even Angel's face was one of discomfort.
Flinching and hiding her face in Angel's arm as Floyd Tibbits face crushes on the vent's grate. "Oh my god."
Putting his arm around her, pulling her next to him. "It's almost done…there its done."
Disgust evident on her face, looking up at him. "Can you actually do that!" She hoped vampires couldn't but she wouldn't put it pasted them.
"It would be painful but I don't see why they couldn't… do you want to turn it off?" Not taking his arm from around her.
"No…but I want to see how it ends! I'm too far in to stop now" making a face and cuddling into him more, laying her head on his chest as a pillow she went back to watching the movie.
Angel however didn't watch the movie as closely as he had. He was too captivated by the young blonde who was now resting against him, flinching into him when something got too scary, and even laughing at how dumb it could be.
In that moment he realized he was done for. There was no coming back this time. He loved her and there was nothing he could do about it.
AN: see I promised to go longer! Its not that long but its longer : ) ah and Salem's Lot! Awesome movie haha this thing is starting to sound like product placement haha Lost Boys from the first chapter, The Cure, now Salem's Lot haha anyways Review if you want its always nice to read! Elizabeth
