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Chapter 10- The Lady and her Vamp(s).

::The Streets of Los Angeles::

Buffy:: After a good ten minutes of evading the cops, she and Spike ducked into a dark alley somewhere in Los Angeles. This certainly wasn't a new experience, she had been fugitive

girl once before. She took a few moments to catch her breath, then looked over at her

rescuer. "So…what are you doing here?"

Spike:: He stepped towards the slayer, placing his hands on her arms, gently stroking them. "I

missed you."

Buffy:: A smile slowly formed across her lips. "Already? I don't know if I should be impressed or

dump you for being to clingy."

Spike:: "You know I can't live without you." His hands drifted down to her wrists which were cut raw from the handcuffs that still were attached around them.

Buffy:: As he touched her wrists she winced in pain. "So, how did you find me?"

Spike:: "I talked to lil bit."

Buffy:: "Oh."

:: Meanwhile, at Angel Investigations::

Angel:: He was seated on top of his desk in his office with the phone pressed against his ear, talking to Kate Lockley. "Kate, what happened?"

Kate:: "That girl of yours is working with a vampire."

Angel:: "Vampire?"

Kate:: "Yeah, he came in here, beat me up along with some other officers, broke her out and they escaped."

Angel:: "Kate, are you alright?"

Kate:: "I've been better. They're both strong. The other guys are asking questions. I'm going to

have to do damage control. Can you please help me find her and hold her for me? My guys are not equipped for this."

Angel:: "Sure."

Kate:: "Thanks Angel. I owe you one."

Angel:: "No problem. Take care of yourself Kate." He hung up the phone and slid off of his desk. He pulled his duster off of the coat rack and walked out of his office into the hotel lobby. His eyes shifted over towards Wesley and Cordelia. "I'm going out." He walks out of the Hyperion. ::

::Meanwhile, An alley in Los Angeles::

Spike:: "You obviously can't go back home or the hospital, they'll be looking for you."

Buffy:: "It's not like it's ever stopped me before, but for the sake of my family I'll stay away from them."

Spike:: "We could go back to Sunnydale, you know camp out in my crypt. Watch some Passions."

Buffy:: "..or I could follow my instincts and go to Angel's place."

Spike:: He rolled his eyes. "..or we can just get a hotel room."

Buffy:: "Too risky."

Spike:: "True, I was just thinking that we could have a spot of fun."

Buffy:: "I know, it's just best that we wait…"

Spike:: "Alright. Suit yourself." He sighed. "Look, I'll go hit up some local joints to see if I can get some information. He hands the slayer a piece of paper with an address on it. "He moved."

Buffy:: She took the paper from him and stared down at the address. "Thanks. That's not too far from here."

Spike:: He leans in and kisses her while running his hand through her blonde tresses. "Take care Luv." He walks off. ::

Buffy:: Walking out of the alley she took a right onto the first street she hit. If she remembered

her geography correctly, the Hyperion would be only a few blocks away. Keeping her head down, she walked past the other individuals occupying the sidewalk. As she neared

the street that The Hyperion was located on she took a sharp right turn onto the street. All of a sudden she bumped into a male who was turning the corner as well. "Sorry." Her eyes widened when she looked up at him, realizing it was in fact Angel. "Angel."

Angel:: "Buffy. It's nice to see you."

Buffy:: She nodded. "Likewise. I was actually looking for you. I'm in a bit of a bind."

Angel:: "Let's go back to my place." He turned and led her into the Hyperion which was no more than one hundred yards away. As they reach the door, he pulls it open for her and follows her inside. ::

Buffy:: As she walked into the Hyperion she was impressed to say the least. "This place is really big. Did Cordelia put you up to getting a bigger place?"

Angel:: "My other place was blown up."

Buffy:: "…or that. I was actually hoping that I could crash here."

Angel:: "Well I certainly don't have a room shortage."

Buffy:: "I'm actually kinda beat. I'm gonna go lay down if that's alright."

Angel:: "Not so fast."

Buffy:: She sighed. 'Here we go' she thought. "What is it?"

Angel:: "Let me help you get those cuffs off." He gestured towards her wrists. "Your wrists can get infected like that. Let's go into my office." He walked into his office. ::

Buffy:: She followed him into his private office, walking over to an empty chair and sitting down. ::

Angel:: He pulled open a desk drawer, moved some things around and eventually pulled a pin out. He walked over to the slayer and took her right wrist and began playing with the handcuff, quickly picking it open. He did the same with the other. After both cuffs were off he grabbed a first aid kit which was placed on top of a nearby filing cabinet. Opening it he pulled out some first aid supplies and began to tend to Buffy's wrists. The silence was unbearable. There was so much going on in his head, from his urges to just kiss her right there, to Spike's words echoing in his head. "So a vampire helped break you out of jail…"

Buffy:: "Oh, you mean Spike?" She could only imagine where this conversation would head. Angel

would not be thrilled with the idea of her and Spike together. ::

Angel:: "Buffy, what are you thinking? Working with Spike? He doesn't exactly have a track record of being not evil."

Buffy:: "Not anymore. He's changed. Spike and I, we have a connection. We're kinda involved."

Angel:: "As in boyfriend involved?"

Buffy:: "Yes." She bit down on her bottom lip, nervous as hell for the reaction that she was going to get. ::

Angel:: "Wow."

:: The door to Angel's office suddenly open, Cordelia and Wesley walking in. ::

Cordelia:: "Buffy! Oh my God!" She quickly walked over to the slayer and gave her a quick hug. ::

Angel::"Have you guys ever heard of knocking?"

Wesley:: His eyes fell on his former slayer. "Hello Buffy…"

Buffy:: "Hey guys. It's good to see you."

Wesley:: "Buffy?"

Buffy:: "Yes Wes?"

Wesley:: "I spoke with Rupert. He called me."

Buffy:: "I guess he knows that I lied to him"

Wesley:: "Yes he does. Why would you lie to him Buffy? I know I'm not your watcher anymore but

shirking one's responsibilities…"

Angel:: "Wesley…"

Wesley:: "Sorry."

Angel:: He looked over to Buffy. "Buffy, if you are supposed to be in training, you want to spar or something?"

Buffy:: "Sure, but do you mind if I take a quick nap?"

Angel:: He nods. "Of course not. Let me show you to your room." He stood and walked out of his office past Buffy, Cordelia, and Wesley. He led Buffy to the stairwell, up the stairs to the first floor. He reached one of the first bedrooms and reached for the doorknob, twisting it and pushing it open. "This is my room. You can take my bed for now and I'll make up one for you tonight."

Buffy:: She smiled. "Thanks Angel. We'll talk later?"

Angel:: "Of course." He shut the door once she walked inside and turned walking back down the stairs. ::

Buffy:: Within moments she would fall onto the bed. The sheets smelled like him. It was nice. Within moments she drifted off to sleep. ::