Loving your response to this story :) So, here's another chapter, PLEASE let me know what you think. Oh and I have an idea of where I want the story to end but suggestions are welcomed.

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Wesley held the phone somewhat far from his ear as Buffy had angrily hung up him.

"What happened… who's Buffy?" Connor asked.

Wes, Gunn, Fred, and Lorne stared all at each other uncomfortably.

"Well…?" he questioned.

Wesley stepped closer to him, "Buffy's… she's…" how could he explain her and what she means and has meant to Angel all this time.

Gunn stepped in, "she's the only woman Angel's ever loved…"

Connor was surprised, he'd seen him care for Cordelia and believed that that's who mattered to him; so… to hear he's been in love with this one girl was odd.

There was an awkward silence and Fred broke it, "So… what did Buffy say?" she said walking towards Wes.

"Angelus called Buffy's house inquiring if she was there, she said she sure he's in Sunnydale…"

"From the looks of it, Angel Cakes isn't the only one fixated on the slayer…" Lorne added.

"Oh…you think Angelus…?" Fred frowned.

"Great…" Gunn said with a nod.

Connor crossed his arms, "So then what… we go find him?"

"No…" Wes sighed, "We continue our research… Buffy can handle him?" I hope, he though to himself.

Cordelia had been listening from upstairs, and rolled her eyes in frustration at the mentioning that Angelus had taken off to Sunnydale. Apparently all men, vampire or not, were as pathetic when it came to women.

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Buffy leaned against the wall of her kitchen, and took a deep breath. Really… she just couldn't believe that Angel would have agreed to that. She walked to the spring door of the kitchen hugging at her arms and stared out into the darkness. A chill passed through her causing her to shiver; she closed her eyes… Letting out a sigh she headed to look for Willow.

She walked to the living room in a daze, hands to her temples as she tried to relieve some of the stress that all of the things that were happening caused her. The thought of needing to have to kill him again wasn't something she wanted to do…

Willow came downs the stairs interrupting her thoughts, "Hey Buffy, Dawn said…" she noticed her friend didn't look so good, "are you ok?"

Buffy turned around to face her, "No…Yes… I mean, it's nothing, I need a favor though."

"Sure, Buffy, what's up?"

"Can you make sure the vampire protection spell is on the house?"

"I think it still holds from the last time we did it, unless there is someone that you invited that you don't want to be able to come in?" she answered fishing for information.

She dodged her attempt, "I know, just do it again, I'd feel a lot safer for everyone in the house if we reinforced it."

"Okay, if that's what you want, I'll go get the stuff." Willow wasn't buying her excuse but for the time being, she'd let it slide.

"Thanks Will"

/

Angelus walked into the mansion all the things seemed as if no one had touched them since Angel had left Buffy for LA. The place was in a way too clean for it having been vacant for a couple of years now. A wicked smile spread across his lips as he could smell her scent all over the place, guess the slayer misses you as much as you make us suffer for her Soul Boy, he thought.

Angel had been quiet for a while now; he was trying to figure out how or what he could do to stop him from getting to Buffy, maybe give her a sign it wasn't him, the real him anyways.

But as Angelus made that remark, he felt a sense of pride to know that Demon was right. The place seemed rather tidy and it was most likely because she must come to it from time to time. He pushed that small happiness aside and began to think again, *think, think…*

Think all you want mate, there's nothing you can do to help her, and even IF you found a way, your thoughts are mine. I will know before you can act. "Hmmm… now then, how to begin…?" he smiled, already planning how to approach her so that she would believe that he was Angel and not Angelus.

*She's going to know, you know? She knows me; she's not going to believe that you're me. *

"Right" he said out loud, "is that why I can feel your worry?"

*I'm not worried, she'll figure out. You're not as smooth as you think you are, and you know it. Why else have you been taking your time in planning, plotting, to make sure everything goes to your liking. Isn't the great Angelus known for his talent to jump into situations and improvise?* Angel taunted.

Angelus growled, anger beginning to fill him. "Shut up! What you don't understand is that I'm going to have to pretend to be you, the pathetic, brooding, oh so tortured vampire with a soul, YOU." He mocked.

*Uh huh… I'm just surprised at you over thinking it, you were always the let it rain hell kind of demon, and now…* Angel stopped and quieted for a moment.

"Huh… couldn't finish with a better come back Soul Boy?"

*I just… Joke's on you, Angelus, I just discovered something…*

Angelus crossed his arms, "Really… and what's that?"

*You love her too. *

"I… AM… NOT…IN…LOVE…WITH…HER…" He growled as he began to feel repulsed by the thought.

Angel smiled, say what you want Demon but you are as in love with her, in your own wicked way, as I am, and now I am positive you won't dare hurt her, hell… or even try to kill her.

"I can, I mean I will kill her, Soul Boy, and you won't be able to do a damn thing about it, you'll see."

Angel scoffed. *Sure…*