Ch4
****Thanks to everyone who's left me reviews. I've had some great ones. Let me know if you think it's too sad, mad, happy, not right and I'll try and fix it. Later in the story I think I might introduce Gunn and Wesley. you know shits and grins. There will be more romance with Buffy and Angel coming up Thanks again everyone****
She was hot as hell out on the dance floor. Truth be told he'd been a bit worried about her the past few days.
Sure she talked and smiled when called for, but it seemed there was something more going on. What did he know? After all they'd only known each other less than a week.
Every day Buffy would come home with the group, her and Willow would study; while the rest spared. A few times she even asked to join in; learn something new, she's said. She learned quickly, He'd give her that.
She'd sent Spike across the room on more than one occasion, and after wards the two would precede to banter each other with insults and good humor. Buffy and Spike had developed a different friendship, but then everyone had a different relationship when it came to Spike.after all it was Spike.
Angel smiled at the look on more than half the group's faces as the watched the two trailed around the dance floor. For the past ten minutes Buffy had been trying, with out success, to teach Spike the tango.
So far it had been the best entertainment they'd had in months.
There was a change in Buffy tonight, one couldn't help but notice it. The way her black leather pants and red leather top clung to her. Hell it was more than the sexy clothes she was wearing compared to her usual outfits, but she seemed full of life. It was a good sign as far as he was concerned.
Angel smirked as Spike tripped over his own feet.again.
She was dancing with Spike differently than she had dance with him. When she'd had dance with him it was slow, seductive, and filled with hormones; while they danced the way he dance with Willow. Like siblings.
Spike had adopted Buffy.God help humanity.
"My baby can grind with the best of them, but can't tango to save his soul," Faith laughed as Spike blundered again.
"Might want to trade him in for a newer model," Willow remarked, sliding on to Oz's lap.
"Hey that's my brother you're talking about. I just hope not being able to do the tango doesn't run in the family," Cordelia grinned.
"He's only your half brother Delia, and hopefully that part of the genes came from his mom's side," Xander laughed.
"Here they come," Oz said in his stoic expression.
Laughing and throwing insults at each other the two arrived at the table.
"Horrible totally horrible and utterly hopeless," Buffy shot out just before taking a sip from Angel's coke. He'd asked her if she wanted one. Of course she said no and now he knew why.she was drinking his.
"My leg doesn't bend that way mate," Spike whined. Angel noticed he was ever so slowly easing Faith off her seat and on to his lap. The boy still tried to be so slick after they'd been together for so long.kind of funny really.
"Don't whine it wasn't that hard. Hey does anyone know what time it is?" Buffy asked.
"About midnight B," Faith said after checking her watch.
Buffy nearly spit out her coke.through her nose.
"Shit I've got to go home. Giles will be in major worry mode," She said plucking her jacket out from under Angel's bum. "Want to walk me home?" She asked Angel.
"No walking involved, I'll take you in the car and then come back and pick up the rest on the children," Angel grinned, as he took her hand to lead her out of the Bronze.
"Bye guys, see ya soon," Buffy called, as she was lead away in a hurry.
Out side the club they got in to his old black mustang, the thing was beautiful, still needed some work, but looked pretty good for its age.
Pulling in to her drive Angel leaned over," So this is the deal, I like you; and not in that just friends way either. So how about you and I go on a picnic tomorrow afternoon?"
She just stared at him.
Oh god what have I done?
Blushing beat red he tried hard to cover it up, "Or not. I think now I'll go home and nail my tongue to the wall." "I'd love to," Buffy blurted out, "That is go on the picnic.not nail your tongue to the wall."
What the hell made her say that? Did she learn her lesson? Men +Buffy = Bad. But Angel seemed different, hell he'd been straight up with her about everything.
He smiled at her answered.God his smile could melt ice.
"I'll pick you up at noon then."
"See you then," Buffy smiled back.how could she not? Leaning over she put a small kiss on his cheek.
Her hazel eyes grew wide just before she jumped out of the car and sprinted for the front door.
"No shit," Angel mumbled to him self as he pealed out of the driveway.
Tomorrow was starting to look pretty damn good.
"So that's the game," A voice breathed out in the dark. Well that made life and whole new ball game. He'd destroyed what was Angel's before.
He'd do it again.
After all Angel deserved it.
The fucker.
Turning the voice started back down the sidewalk; a smile forming on the farm boys face.
After all there was nothing better than a game of cat and mouse.
Especially with your hated rival.
Not an ounce of blood. Ok maybe at least an ounce, but hell at least it wasn't everywhere.
As usual.
That's what made serial killer and fucking nut cases hard to find and trace. They were so careful.
But they knew this killer.His face.His thought.How he liked to kill. Though Gunn would have to say this wasn't the normal style. Probably lack of options.
"They didn't get anything on the cameras?" his partner stated as he came to stand beside Gunn.
"Nothing?" Gunn turned his head. How the hell did a clinic or the criminally insane not get something like this on the cameras?
"Nope. He cut the video wire just before the doctor came in. The best we got is the doc came in. He jumped him, pumped him full of the sleeping drug and then stabbed the doctor through the temple with that larger needle you see there," Wesley finished off.
"Thought as much. This is going to be one hell of paper work. Also looks like where opening a new case on an old subject," Gunn grimaced at the thought. Personally he'd prefer to hand the case of to someone else, but he owned a girl this much and hell a bit more.
"Does that mean where heading down to Sunnydale? Of course it does. That girl ruined him. She'll be the first thing he goes after," Wesley pulled his glasses off and began to clean them.
"We almost where to late last time. I don't intend to be to late this time. I'm booking the next flight there."
"Save me a seat. Gunn I just thought about something. By the time we locate her it will be about two or three days off. Do you think that's to late as it is?" Wesley shuttered at the thought. He'd been in the police force for 13 years and still every time something like this happened it made him want to go home and bath. Glancing at the black man that was his partner he fixed his glasses. He liked Gunn the man had guts and loyalty to a fault. It was a good thing to have and Gunn was good to have around.
"No we'll make it before him. After all we get to fly and he probably has to hitchhike his way there, providing of course he knows where to find her," Turning Gunn followed Wes out the doors and in to parking lot.
This was the end of their sift and there really wasn't much more they could do until tomorrow. All Gunn really wanted to do right now was go home to his wife, make love, and fall asleep.
Not to much to ask.
Winifred made the perfect cops wife she understood.Thank God.sometimes he didn't think he could make it with out her.
****Thanks to everyone who's left me reviews. I've had some great ones. Let me know if you think it's too sad, mad, happy, not right and I'll try and fix it. Later in the story I think I might introduce Gunn and Wesley. you know shits and grins. There will be more romance with Buffy and Angel coming up Thanks again everyone****
She was hot as hell out on the dance floor. Truth be told he'd been a bit worried about her the past few days.
Sure she talked and smiled when called for, but it seemed there was something more going on. What did he know? After all they'd only known each other less than a week.
Every day Buffy would come home with the group, her and Willow would study; while the rest spared. A few times she even asked to join in; learn something new, she's said. She learned quickly, He'd give her that.
She'd sent Spike across the room on more than one occasion, and after wards the two would precede to banter each other with insults and good humor. Buffy and Spike had developed a different friendship, but then everyone had a different relationship when it came to Spike.after all it was Spike.
Angel smiled at the look on more than half the group's faces as the watched the two trailed around the dance floor. For the past ten minutes Buffy had been trying, with out success, to teach Spike the tango.
So far it had been the best entertainment they'd had in months.
There was a change in Buffy tonight, one couldn't help but notice it. The way her black leather pants and red leather top clung to her. Hell it was more than the sexy clothes she was wearing compared to her usual outfits, but she seemed full of life. It was a good sign as far as he was concerned.
Angel smirked as Spike tripped over his own feet.again.
She was dancing with Spike differently than she had dance with him. When she'd had dance with him it was slow, seductive, and filled with hormones; while they danced the way he dance with Willow. Like siblings.
Spike had adopted Buffy.God help humanity.
"My baby can grind with the best of them, but can't tango to save his soul," Faith laughed as Spike blundered again.
"Might want to trade him in for a newer model," Willow remarked, sliding on to Oz's lap.
"Hey that's my brother you're talking about. I just hope not being able to do the tango doesn't run in the family," Cordelia grinned.
"He's only your half brother Delia, and hopefully that part of the genes came from his mom's side," Xander laughed.
"Here they come," Oz said in his stoic expression.
Laughing and throwing insults at each other the two arrived at the table.
"Horrible totally horrible and utterly hopeless," Buffy shot out just before taking a sip from Angel's coke. He'd asked her if she wanted one. Of course she said no and now he knew why.she was drinking his.
"My leg doesn't bend that way mate," Spike whined. Angel noticed he was ever so slowly easing Faith off her seat and on to his lap. The boy still tried to be so slick after they'd been together for so long.kind of funny really.
"Don't whine it wasn't that hard. Hey does anyone know what time it is?" Buffy asked.
"About midnight B," Faith said after checking her watch.
Buffy nearly spit out her coke.through her nose.
"Shit I've got to go home. Giles will be in major worry mode," She said plucking her jacket out from under Angel's bum. "Want to walk me home?" She asked Angel.
"No walking involved, I'll take you in the car and then come back and pick up the rest on the children," Angel grinned, as he took her hand to lead her out of the Bronze.
"Bye guys, see ya soon," Buffy called, as she was lead away in a hurry.
Out side the club they got in to his old black mustang, the thing was beautiful, still needed some work, but looked pretty good for its age.
Pulling in to her drive Angel leaned over," So this is the deal, I like you; and not in that just friends way either. So how about you and I go on a picnic tomorrow afternoon?"
She just stared at him.
Oh god what have I done?
Blushing beat red he tried hard to cover it up, "Or not. I think now I'll go home and nail my tongue to the wall." "I'd love to," Buffy blurted out, "That is go on the picnic.not nail your tongue to the wall."
What the hell made her say that? Did she learn her lesson? Men +Buffy = Bad. But Angel seemed different, hell he'd been straight up with her about everything.
He smiled at her answered.God his smile could melt ice.
"I'll pick you up at noon then."
"See you then," Buffy smiled back.how could she not? Leaning over she put a small kiss on his cheek.
Her hazel eyes grew wide just before she jumped out of the car and sprinted for the front door.
"No shit," Angel mumbled to him self as he pealed out of the driveway.
Tomorrow was starting to look pretty damn good.
"So that's the game," A voice breathed out in the dark. Well that made life and whole new ball game. He'd destroyed what was Angel's before.
He'd do it again.
After all Angel deserved it.
The fucker.
Turning the voice started back down the sidewalk; a smile forming on the farm boys face.
After all there was nothing better than a game of cat and mouse.
Especially with your hated rival.
Not an ounce of blood. Ok maybe at least an ounce, but hell at least it wasn't everywhere.
As usual.
That's what made serial killer and fucking nut cases hard to find and trace. They were so careful.
But they knew this killer.His face.His thought.How he liked to kill. Though Gunn would have to say this wasn't the normal style. Probably lack of options.
"They didn't get anything on the cameras?" his partner stated as he came to stand beside Gunn.
"Nothing?" Gunn turned his head. How the hell did a clinic or the criminally insane not get something like this on the cameras?
"Nope. He cut the video wire just before the doctor came in. The best we got is the doc came in. He jumped him, pumped him full of the sleeping drug and then stabbed the doctor through the temple with that larger needle you see there," Wesley finished off.
"Thought as much. This is going to be one hell of paper work. Also looks like where opening a new case on an old subject," Gunn grimaced at the thought. Personally he'd prefer to hand the case of to someone else, but he owned a girl this much and hell a bit more.
"Does that mean where heading down to Sunnydale? Of course it does. That girl ruined him. She'll be the first thing he goes after," Wesley pulled his glasses off and began to clean them.
"We almost where to late last time. I don't intend to be to late this time. I'm booking the next flight there."
"Save me a seat. Gunn I just thought about something. By the time we locate her it will be about two or three days off. Do you think that's to late as it is?" Wesley shuttered at the thought. He'd been in the police force for 13 years and still every time something like this happened it made him want to go home and bath. Glancing at the black man that was his partner he fixed his glasses. He liked Gunn the man had guts and loyalty to a fault. It was a good thing to have and Gunn was good to have around.
"No we'll make it before him. After all we get to fly and he probably has to hitchhike his way there, providing of course he knows where to find her," Turning Gunn followed Wes out the doors and in to parking lot.
This was the end of their sift and there really wasn't much more they could do until tomorrow. All Gunn really wanted to do right now was go home to his wife, make love, and fall asleep.
Not to much to ask.
Winifred made the perfect cops wife she understood.Thank God.sometimes he didn't think he could make it with out her.