Hey Guys I'm back!! I gave you a long chapter too! Don't hate me for being late. I'm sorry. I was busy with school and work but school is over for the summer so I can write more! Hope you like the chapter! The end is the end of the second to last episode. I switched some of it up for Angel.

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Chapter 6

Angel POV

She looks beautiful as she sleeps. I couldn't help but look at her serene face as she lays there in my arms. One of the things I learned about Buffy as her boyfriend many years ago was that she looks so peaceful when she is sleeping. I remembered the last time I uttered those words. It was one of the worst days of my existence. I regretted every second of that day. The hurtful look in my lover's eyes was almost too much to bear. The taste of Faith on my tongue made me shiver with disgust. I wanted to push her off me but I knew if I did, everything we planned-would be ruined.

I was-brought back to reality when I heard my name it was a soft whisper and it was coming from downstairs. As I heard it once more, I could tell it was Spike. I got up, dressed, and walked out the door. While I walked down the stairs, I saw Spike walk into my office. Everyone except Buffy was down there. Cordy was looking at a magazine. Wes and Fred were going through some old books. Gunn was sitting down humming a song as he polished his axe. Connor was just sulking like always. He was more like me than I realized.

I walked into the office and sat down on the chair across from Spike, who was on the couch.

"What do you want Spike?"

"We need to talk about Buffy."

"What about Buffy?"

"We can't just let her go off and fight Caleb by herself. I don't care what she says I am going with her."

"You think I don't know that!?"

"What do you suppose we do then?"

"What do you think? The only thing we can do, we follow her."

"You're kidding right?"

"No I'm not. I'm already packed. Look, this is the only solution and you know it. She won't let us go and we won't let her go alone. We go an hour after she leaves and then we make sure she is on the bus before we actually leave LA."

"So what, we just pack up the whole bleeding team and take a road trip?"

"Not them, just us."

"What?"

"Look we can't take everyone. Someone needs to watch the hotel. And also, this priest guy is pretty strong. If Buffy couldn't stop him than why the hell would we bring mortal humans with no super strength? I am not risking my team. Buffy, you and I should be fine on our own."

There was a pause as he was considering what I just said. "You're right. There is nothing else we can do. We keep them here out of danger."

"Be ready in an hour."

"I'll be ready."

Suddenly a noise was-heard in the doorway, I looked up and into the eyes of my ex lover.

Ten minutes after she left, I turned and nodded to Spike to signal that we had to move. I wanted to make sure that we could follow her undetected. If she found out that we were following her she would put both of us in the hospital. It didn't matter if we were vampire or not. I walked back into the office and grabbed my bag. When I came back out Spike was already telling them what we were doing. Everyone seemed to take it fine until Fred opened her mouth.

"Who cares about her?" Now I knew that Fred was jealous of Buffy. I could smell it on her. However, there was no way in hell that I would let her speak like that about my mate.

"I am not going to let my mate go back there and probably get killed."

"So what if she dies? I sure won't miss her."

If I had looked in to a mirror-I would have seen that my eyes turn from a soft chocolate brown to a cold fiery red. If Fred was not one of my dearest friends, I think I would have killed her. On the other hand, turn into Angelus and let him torture the fuck out of her. Spike, on the other hand, doesn't even know Fred, so he had no problem pinning her to wall by her throat. She did not even see him coming. A part of me, a very dark part that I have pushed deep inside of me, was excited to see this.

'That's it William. That's a good boy. I want to see her beg for mercy. Nobody talks about my mate like that.'

'Angelus, it's been a while since I last heard you. And would you stop talking like that.'

'Like I said soul boy no one messes with my mate. I bet Fred's a screamer. Let me out Angel; let me make her beg for death.'

'No matter how much I want to agree with you, I can't. She's an innocent human.'

'Pfft, no human is innocent, no matter how much you want them to be. Not all violence and death is-caused by demons. Everyone has some evil in them, it just depends on if the act on that evil.'

'Your right. But until she acts on that evil inside her I won't lay a hand on her.'

'Unless she messes with Buff, then you'll be begging me to come out and teach her a lesson.'

'That's enough Angelus!'

I sighed in relief; all I could hear was the silence. No matter how much I agreed with him there was no way I was going to tell him that. I looked at Spike and saw that his hand was off of Fred's throat, but he was still hovering over her. I could see the wide-eyed look as she stared into Spike's eyes.

The same part of me that enjoyed her pain was enjoying the fear she was emitting. I walked over to Spike and laid a hand on his shoulder. He looked at me and sighed. He glared at Fred once more and walked away. I watched as Spike walked out of the hotel and then looked over at Fred. She was looking at me with a mix of relief and gratitude in her eyes. I gave her a cold smile that I guess she did not notice because she gave me a warm smile back. I leaned over so my mouth was touching her ear.

"If you ever speak about Buffy like that again I won't be here the next time Spike comes knocking on the door."

When I looked back at her I saw her eyes widening as she realized what I just said. With a smirk, I walked out of the hotel. Spike was already in the car as I was getting in it. As I was putting the key in the ignition, I could hear Cordy lecture Fred about not getting Vampires angry.

Buffy was already gone when we got to the bus stop, so we drove to Sunnydale. Most of the ride was quiet but Spike couldn't shut his trap for long. I think it is physically impossible for him.

"Man why is this ride taking so long?" he whined.

"What are you talking about? We have only been on the road for 20 minutes."

"Well it feels like a bloody century."

"Well it's not, so stop your whining."

"I'm not whining you ponce. I am just tired."

"I'm not a ponce, and if you're so damn tired than why don't you just fall asleep?"

"Yeah right, you think I'm just gonna sleep so you can stake me when I shut my eyes. Not bleeding likely."

"I'm not gonna stake you. No matter how much I want to."

"Whatever you ponce, I'm still not sleeping."

"Look I don't care if you sleep or not. I just hate your whining."

Instead of shouting out how he's not whining, again, he rolled his eyes at me. We sat there for a few minutes with complete and utter silence. Thank God, I was starting to get a headache from his incessant whining.

"So I overheard that Darla came back."

I slammed my foot on the brakes. Thank God, the road was empty or we would have been in a very bad accident.

"What the hell Spike?"

"What? It's hard to stay quiet for so long. I'm not like you Angel. I don't brood every second of every day."

"I do not brood every second."

"Oh yeah that's right. You need about an hour or two to fight the baddies, and about ten extra minutes to jack off."

I almost chocked as he said the last few words. "What the hell are you talking about?" I yelled trying to compose myself.

"Bloody hell Angel, I didn't get any sleep last night. Therefore, I went into your office and picked out a book to read. Guess what I found trapped in one of the pages?"

I knew exactly what he was talking about, but there was no way I was going to let him know that. I turned my head and looked out at the open road. If vampires could blush, I definitely would have by now.

"Yeah right, I saw the picture of Buffy. When I asked Cordy about it, she said that every day you stare at the picture for hours. There is no way you do that and not jack off to her picture. Well not that I wouldn't blame you. She is a great one in the sack."

As soon as I heard it, my eyes widened and anger started to pour through me in waves. I turned to him and growled, "How the hell do you know how my mate is in bed?"

"What, you haven't smelled me on her? We were sleeping together a year ago."

"Of course I smelled you on her. But what gives you the right to touch my mate?!"

"It's not my soddin' fault that you left her. You practically gave her to me as you bloody left her to her own devices."

"Are you saying it's my fault that she slept with you?"

"Duh, if you hadn't of left her she wouldn't have come to m' bed."

"You are so lucky that I need to get to Sunnydale soon or I would kill you where you sit."

"You may want to kill me Angelus but that doesn't make it any less true."

We sat in silence and anger for the rest of the ride. While on the road, I looked over and saw that we were going to pass the welcome to Sunnydale sign. It only took us 10 minutes before we saw the town. Now all we have to do is find Buffy.

"Do you know where Buffy might be?"

"Well we know she is going to fight Caleb. I also remember that she wanted to go back to the vineyard because she thought that there might be something there."

"Okay there's a start. Where's the vineyard?" The vineyard wasn't far from where we were. It looked abandoned, but abandoned places are the best places to hide things. When I parked the car, I felt a familiar feeling in my gut.

"Buffy's in there."

"How are you so sure?"

"I just am. Come on lets go."

The vineyard looked big so we split up. I walked around for a little while 'till I came to an opening. I walked in to see Buffy fighting some preacher guy, Caleb I suspect, with a cool looking scythe.

"Hahahaha! You're not slipping out of this fight, girl. Can't you see? You can't stop me. I can just keep going back for more. It's like being reborn." Does this guy ever shut up?

Buffy swings the scythe at Caleb's head, but he ducks and throws her against the wall. He kicks her into the air and punches her in the stomach before she falls to the ground again. He kicks her in the head and grabs the scythe, but Buffy kicks it out of his hands and into the air. Buffy grabs the scythe and kicks Caleb to the floor. She goes to stab him with the stake-end of the scythe, but he stops her from plunging it into his chest. Caleb laughs and pushes Buffy away, taking the scythe away from her and throwing it to the ground as he walks toward her. He punches her repeatedly until she falls to the floor.

"You know, I gave you ample warning. Told you not to interfere, but you chose not to heed."

Buffy charges toward Caleb, but he deflects her and throws her onto a sarcophagus. She kicks him. He picks her up by the lapels and swings her body into a stone pillar so hard that it moves one of the stones out of place. Buffy falls to the ground and Caleb picks up the scythe.

"I was kind of hoping it'd go this way." He rears back with the scythe as he stares at Buffy. 'Oh hell no.'

"Hey!"I said as I punch Caleb, knocking him down

Buffy looks up to see that it's I standing there having knocked Caleb down. I help her to her feet.

"I was never much for preachers."

"Angel."

"You look good."

"You look timely. And also good." I love the way she smiles.

"Heard maybe you needed a hand."

Caleb gets to his feet. I start to go help finish him off, but Buffy stops me.

"Ah, one of those things you have to finish yourself."

"Really kinda is."

I back toward a pillar so I can be out of the way but still see the show. Caleb walks toward Buffy.

I cross my arms and lick my lips "You are so gonna lose."

Buffy and Caleb fight. Caleb takes the scythe away from Buffy and punches her, sending her stumbling across the room. Caleb points the stake-end of the scythe at Buffy and charges toward her, with her back against the wall, but he misses, lodging the scythe in the stone-wall. Buffy pulls the scythe out of the wall and kicks Caleb away from her.

"God, I missed watching this."

Buffy swings the scythe at Caleb, slicing his stomach. He stumbles back, laughs heartily, wags his finger at her, and falls to the floor.

"See? Under control."

"Well...at least you could tell me you're glad to see me." I walk toward her.

Buffy drops the scythe to the floor and walks up to me pressing herself against my body and kisses me deeply on the lips.

Pan over to show Spike is in the tomb as well, hiding behind the pillar, watching them. Buffy/First is beside him, whispering in his ear.

"That bitch."

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