Buffy stalked through the cemetery Mr Pointy her special stake held restlessly in her grasp. There had not been a single vampire to slay tonight just when she needed the action to take her mind off her conversation with Giles and the events that had followed.
Flash back"Now Buffy are you sure that you don't remember anything more about this…. Demrahc?"
"Ah I thought I had it covered with big, ugly and fiery"
"Yes as much as that helps me I thought you might recognise any finer details about his appearance, weaponry?"
"Nada, nothing in this book that matches Buffys description of the Demrahc demon" Xander said coming up behind Giles.
"Nope I sliced and diced and made Demrahc a new hole, one more permanent, he's dead Giles you know actually dead, no coming back when you are decapitated" Buffy stated her expression clearly saying duh
"Agh the sweet talk of a lady" Xander said "Oh you woo my heart with talk of decapitation"
"Yes as far as decapitation goes it generally does the job but this demon seemed pretty specific wanting Angel not the slayer" Giles said and sighed taking his glasses off and cleaning them on his tweed jacket he continued "Or it simply may have been a random killing on the gates of hell, not unusual in this town"
"Speak English G-Man" Xander said
"I really wish you wouldn't call me that Xander…. the demon Demrahc may have simply arrived on the hell mouth"
"And knew Angel?" Buffy asked
"Well yes…. no" Giles said sighing again. "It could be that Angel is in trouble," Giles said after some thought.
"But Demrahc he's dead right?" Buffy said uncertainly
"Well that's what I am trying to determine, from what ive gathered, he's been around long enough to know Angelus and he wasn't easy to kill, it might be that he cannot die simply resurrect himself" Giles finished coming to the conclusion that he did not want to hear.
"Giles are you telling me that this demon can be resurrected and I left Angel with him?" Buffy stated slowly rising from position on the table.
"Well technically…" Giles trailed off "Oh god"
He was speaking to an empty table, the double doors swinging slightly from Buffy's flight as she ran down the deserted corridor and out the front entrance only one thought on her mind.
Angels houseRipping into the petty plastic containing thick red blood Angel drank deeply, his recovery process was slow, due to his lack of blood intake. After he had come to the conclusion that he had drained Buffy almost to the brink of death he had hesitated to drink the red liquid. But the pain in his body had driven him finally to taste it once again just as he always had.
Strength flowed into him almost immediately and he regretted not taking it before at least to heal himself. It all made sense he thought to himself grimly as he tore another packet open drinking hungrily: Buffy chained to his wall with his chains, the obvious loss of blood, and how she had avoided him ever since she had woken up in the hospital.
But today she had come to his rescue when he was seconds from death she had saved him it just didn't fit in with the rest of the story…she should have left him for dead, he had done the one thing that he had vowed not to do!
Buffy's P.O.V
I reached Angels house gasping. "Angel? Angel!" I whispered slowly at first then fiercely, my chest was tight my breathing having slowed to accumulate the pain spreading throughout my body, it was a shadow of what it had been moments before.
The house was quiet, not a whisper. It was a bad sign was I too late? Why did I leave him here alone, so weak? I thought grimly as I rushed to the bedroom where I had lay him this morning. It was empty. "Oh god, oh god OH GOD" I repeated to myself over and over like a broken record. I crept from room to room my distress growing in huge leaps every second, "Angel?" I said softly when I heard a rustle from the back room.
Angels P.O.VI razed my head sharply from the remains of the blood packet; there was movement in the bedroom! I hadn't realised that I was that hungry I thought gazing surprisingly at the 6 packets that littered the floor. Crouching into a predators position I moved slowly toward the sounds, breathing I could hear it now how I had missed it before I do not know but I can hear it now and the growing distressed heart beats echoed in my ears.
"Angel?" the voice was soft and timid the name said as if the person was afraid of the answer.
"Buffy?" I heard myself say as I moved eagerly out of the shadows and into her line of vision.
No ones P.O.VBuffy ran into Angels arms, unable to control the tears that slid down her cheeks. "Buffy its ok im here" Angel whispered softly and as she gazed up at him her cheeks wet he slowly bent his head down. His lips were soft, caressing and they smothered away all thoughts. Angel felt Buffy respond, her arms snaked slowly up and wound around his neck as she leaned into him kissing him back furiously.
Buffy found herself pressed up against a wall and couldn't quiet remember how she had gotten there her mind was numb as she passionately kissed Angel leaning as far into him as she could. He pressed himself against her his kisses growing demanding. He worked his way down kissing her ear, her cheeks his lips grazing along the silky column of her throat pausing on the racing heart beat.
Buffy's heart began to race faster not with lust this time but with fear. Why had he stopped at her throat? Her eyes wide she nudged him softly placing her hand on his chest to steady herself she drew as far away from as him as the wall would permit.
"Angel?" she asked as he turned away from her.
"You need to go" he said softly, "It's getting late"
"Angel are you alright?" Buffy asked raising her hand to his face she turned him to her
"YOU HAVE TO GO" he persisted ripping away from her embrace he turned sharply and strode down the hall slowing slightly he said "im sorry" his voice full of unleashed furry and deep sorrow.
End flashbackTwigs snapped to her right as a vampire flew out of the darkness at her. "Finally" Buffy said pulling Mr Pointy up into a defensive block she turned to face the waiting un-dead Angel still on her mind.