Chapter 3 - Disbelief
Buffy raised her head from her boyfriend's chest, and looked around her. It was dark outside. They had only meant to sleep to pass some time, but they hadn't meant to sleep so long. She decided to wake Angel, so that they could patrol. Angel was suddenly awakened when he found that his lips had company. Lips that were kissing his long and soft, teasing him all the while. Well, he had other plans. He quickly deepened the kiss. She moaned as she wrapped her arms around his neck, delighting that she felt this good. She whimpered as he pulled away. He looked at her, smiling.
"Hey," he said, planting a lingering kiss on her swollen lips.
"Mmm . hey," she replied. "What time is it?"
"Don't know. It's after sunset, though, so we should go patrolling," he said.
"Okay." After a few moments, Angel said aloud with a mischievous grin,
"You know, if we want to go patrolling, you are going to have to get up off me." She laughed.
"I know," she said, and they proceeded to prepare for patrol.
* * *
They left the apartment, and headed toward Restfield Cemetery, walking hand- in-hand in silence, stopping only for a kiss every now and then. They had just passed the cemetery gates, when they heard what sounded like a struggle nearby. Without hesitating, they took off in the direction of the struggle. What a sight met their eyes: Xander sprawled on the ground with a vampire lying on top of him trying to gain access to his neck, with Cordelia trying in vain to pull the vampire off him.
"Get . off . him! Cordelia cried. The vampire flung her off him, and she just missed hitting her head off a tombstone. Then, she noticed Angel and Buffy standing there. "A little help?" she said urgently. Angel proceeded to toss the newborn vampire onto Buffy's waiting stake. The look of surprise and disbelief on the demon's face didn't last long, as it suddenly to dust. Xander breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks," Cordelia said gratefully. It was then Xander noticed the couple standing before him. He scrambled to his feet, as Cordelia strolled over to him and linked their arms. "Hi guys," she said briefly.
"Cordy," Buffy said, and Angel nodded his head as a way of silent greeting. Anger and disgust evident in his voice, Xander spat out,
"So, I'm guessing that you're Soul Boy and that you're back together again . I wouldn't be surprised if you've already bedded him."
"Xander!" Cordelia exclaimed, as Angel moved forward to him, and Buffy warningly placed a hand on his arm.
"Don't," she pleaded. He stopped in his tracks, and glared at Xander menacingly. Xander bravely returned the look. "Thank you," Buffy said to him, then turned to the other couple. "How's Willow doing? And Giles?" she inquired. Cordelia answered her.
"Giles is coping. And Willow is doing pretty well, considering how she did the spell."
"Oh. So I was right," Buffy said aloud to herself.
"Right about what?" Cordelia asked, curious.
"Right about how I guessed that Willow had tried the Spell of Restoration again, and succeeded."
"But . didn't Xander tell you?" Cordelia said, bewildered.
"Tell me what?" Buffy asked, also bewildered and suspicious.
"Well, Willow sent Xander to tell you that she was going to attempt the spell once more, so that you might have been able to delay him in ending the world," Cordelia said, and Buffy shot Xander a deadly look, and he knew if looks could kill, he would have died many times over. Painfully. He thanked God they couldn't. Then, he remembered that although looks couldn't kill, Buffy could. He gulped. Buffy said coldly,
"Well, this is the first I've heard of this." She was addressing Cordelia, but was glaring at Xander as if in disbelief, and disgust. "I can't believe you didn't tell me!" she said to him. With that, she strode angrily out of the cemetery. Angel followed without a word. He found her leaning against the outer cemetery wall, staring up at the moonlit night. He leaned against the wall beside her, and patiently waited in silence. He didn't have to wait for long. "I can't believe him," Buffy said angrily, shaking her head. "I mean," se turned her head to look at him, "I know he's been jealous of you, because Lord knows he hasn't tried to hide it." Angel chuckled softly. "I thought he would be better about it since he has Cordy now, but, that's an all-new low." She hung her head, and then jerked it up to gaze at him again. "What would have happened?" she said, sounding frightened. "If I had stabbed you through the heart, or Willow was too late with the spell, or-"
"Or what? It doesn't matter now," he said, soothing her with his words. Her eyes were still big and frightened, and he just wanted to take her in his arms, to tell her everything was alright. So he did. After several minutes, she came out of his embrace, her safe haven.
"We should get going, finish patrol," she said quickly. He agreed, and set off once more.
Buffy raised her head from her boyfriend's chest, and looked around her. It was dark outside. They had only meant to sleep to pass some time, but they hadn't meant to sleep so long. She decided to wake Angel, so that they could patrol. Angel was suddenly awakened when he found that his lips had company. Lips that were kissing his long and soft, teasing him all the while. Well, he had other plans. He quickly deepened the kiss. She moaned as she wrapped her arms around his neck, delighting that she felt this good. She whimpered as he pulled away. He looked at her, smiling.
"Hey," he said, planting a lingering kiss on her swollen lips.
"Mmm . hey," she replied. "What time is it?"
"Don't know. It's after sunset, though, so we should go patrolling," he said.
"Okay." After a few moments, Angel said aloud with a mischievous grin,
"You know, if we want to go patrolling, you are going to have to get up off me." She laughed.
"I know," she said, and they proceeded to prepare for patrol.
* * *
They left the apartment, and headed toward Restfield Cemetery, walking hand- in-hand in silence, stopping only for a kiss every now and then. They had just passed the cemetery gates, when they heard what sounded like a struggle nearby. Without hesitating, they took off in the direction of the struggle. What a sight met their eyes: Xander sprawled on the ground with a vampire lying on top of him trying to gain access to his neck, with Cordelia trying in vain to pull the vampire off him.
"Get . off . him! Cordelia cried. The vampire flung her off him, and she just missed hitting her head off a tombstone. Then, she noticed Angel and Buffy standing there. "A little help?" she said urgently. Angel proceeded to toss the newborn vampire onto Buffy's waiting stake. The look of surprise and disbelief on the demon's face didn't last long, as it suddenly to dust. Xander breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks," Cordelia said gratefully. It was then Xander noticed the couple standing before him. He scrambled to his feet, as Cordelia strolled over to him and linked their arms. "Hi guys," she said briefly.
"Cordy," Buffy said, and Angel nodded his head as a way of silent greeting. Anger and disgust evident in his voice, Xander spat out,
"So, I'm guessing that you're Soul Boy and that you're back together again . I wouldn't be surprised if you've already bedded him."
"Xander!" Cordelia exclaimed, as Angel moved forward to him, and Buffy warningly placed a hand on his arm.
"Don't," she pleaded. He stopped in his tracks, and glared at Xander menacingly. Xander bravely returned the look. "Thank you," Buffy said to him, then turned to the other couple. "How's Willow doing? And Giles?" she inquired. Cordelia answered her.
"Giles is coping. And Willow is doing pretty well, considering how she did the spell."
"Oh. So I was right," Buffy said aloud to herself.
"Right about what?" Cordelia asked, curious.
"Right about how I guessed that Willow had tried the Spell of Restoration again, and succeeded."
"But . didn't Xander tell you?" Cordelia said, bewildered.
"Tell me what?" Buffy asked, also bewildered and suspicious.
"Well, Willow sent Xander to tell you that she was going to attempt the spell once more, so that you might have been able to delay him in ending the world," Cordelia said, and Buffy shot Xander a deadly look, and he knew if looks could kill, he would have died many times over. Painfully. He thanked God they couldn't. Then, he remembered that although looks couldn't kill, Buffy could. He gulped. Buffy said coldly,
"Well, this is the first I've heard of this." She was addressing Cordelia, but was glaring at Xander as if in disbelief, and disgust. "I can't believe you didn't tell me!" she said to him. With that, she strode angrily out of the cemetery. Angel followed without a word. He found her leaning against the outer cemetery wall, staring up at the moonlit night. He leaned against the wall beside her, and patiently waited in silence. He didn't have to wait for long. "I can't believe him," Buffy said angrily, shaking her head. "I mean," se turned her head to look at him, "I know he's been jealous of you, because Lord knows he hasn't tried to hide it." Angel chuckled softly. "I thought he would be better about it since he has Cordy now, but, that's an all-new low." She hung her head, and then jerked it up to gaze at him again. "What would have happened?" she said, sounding frightened. "If I had stabbed you through the heart, or Willow was too late with the spell, or-"
"Or what? It doesn't matter now," he said, soothing her with his words. Her eyes were still big and frightened, and he just wanted to take her in his arms, to tell her everything was alright. So he did. After several minutes, she came out of his embrace, her safe haven.
"We should get going, finish patrol," she said quickly. He agreed, and set off once more.