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"Giles! No!" Buffy yells, moving faster than anyone thought possible to block the Watcher from attacking her boyfriend.
Without thinking, Buffy snatches the cross out of his hands, easily overpowering the man.
"Giles, stop. Just, please let me explain," she says, holding the cross down by her side. The others all look at her with wide confused eyes, glancing back and forth between her and the cross.
"The cross doesn't hurt you?" Angel asks softly, still on alert in case one of the others decides to attack.
"What? Oh." Buffy looks down surprise on her face. "No, I guess not."
"What the hell is going on?" Xander yells. "What happened to your neck? Does letting Dead Boy take a nibble get you hot or something?"
A growl sounds from Angel as he angry start to walk towards the teen.
"No!" Buffy says loudly, moving to hold Angel back. Angel quickly moves back in pain as Buffy had forgotten the cross still in her hand.
"Oh, god, Angel I'm sorry," she cries, throwing the wood aside then rushing forward to see if her boyfriend is ok.
"It's fine, I'm alright," he says, still glaring at Xander.
"Buffy?" Willow says hesitantly. " What did happen to your neck? Cause obviously your not a vampire. I mean, you touched the cross and you still seem like Buffy."
"Trust me, Willow. I'm a vampire," she says firmly, looking down when she sees the slight fear enter her best friend's eyes.
"But-but you're still Buffy. I thought vampires lost their souls and were just evil," Willow says confused. "I don't understand."
"Maybe we should just all sit down and let Buffy and Angel tell us what happened," Jenny says stepping close to Giles.
Silently they all sit around the table, Buffy and Angel close together at one end. Together, they give a slightly edited version the last few days, including the conversation that led them to come to the library.
After hours of lovemaking, the two are laying on Angel's bed, staring lovingly in each other's eyes.
"That was…" Angel says softly, trailing his hand down her back.
"Mmmm, mind-blowing," Buffy says with a dreamy smile. Angel smiles back, still caressing the smooth skin of her back. Slowly Buffy's smile melts away into a slight frown. "Angel?"
"What's wrong?" he asks in concern as she sits up, covering herself with the sheet.
"Nothing, but that's what's weird." Angel just looks at her in confusion, waiting for her to explain. "Angel, I still love you, and I still love my mom and the gang. I don't feel any different."
Comprehension dawns on Angel, and he is shocked that neither had noticed it before; they were too wrapped up in his feelings and then in each other to think. They sit in silence, both trying to understand what is going on. Angel is trying to remember if he has ever heard of a slayer being turned before, when a light tap to his shoulder brings him back.
"I'm…I'm hungry," Buffy whispers uncertainly. He looks at her for a second, then leans forward and gives her kiss full of his love for her.
"I love you, Buffy. No matter what," he tells, desperate for her to understand. She nods her head, a small smile on her face.
He gets up from the bed, making no effort to hid his nakedness, much to Buffy's approval. He walks to the kitchen and warms a mug of blood in the microwave. He brings the mug to her, sitting on the edge of the bed when she just gazes into its deep red surface.
"Bottoms up," she jokes weakly, bringing the mug to her mouth and sipping gingerly. The second the first drop hits her tongue, her eyes turn yellow and her face morphs. She drinks from the cup greedily, not wasting a drop. When she's done, she lowers the mug, eyes closed and licks her lips, still in game face and purring slightly.
"Wow. That's so-" she opens her eyes to see her lover staring at her with a strange look in his eyes. "What?"
Without a word, he leans in and claims her mouth. The kiss is full of lust, the demon inside of him aroused by her vampire face. Buffy lies back under the pressure of his strong body, both of them purring into the kiss.
"Angel," she gasps as he kisses his way down her neck towards her breasts. "Angel, we should…oh god…we should um…Giles, ask Giles why I'm still me…"
"Later," he growls. He rises his head to look her in the eyes and Buffy gasps in lustful surprise at his transformed face. "I'm just getting started."
"Well, definitely a vampire then," Giles murmurs, rubbing his eyes.
Angel turns to look at his love, and notices her eyes are slightly out of focus and her face is pink. She feels his stare and looks at him, blushing even more at the memories of their lovemaking. He smirks, full of male pride, and she turns away with a slight roll of her eyes.
"Oh!" Willow exclaims, her eyes wide. Everyone turns to look at her. "I know why your still Buffy!"
Before anyone can say anything, the red head runs into Giles' office, searching through his large collection of books.
"I remember I glanced over it when I was researching that thing," she says, carrying a large black leather book to the table. She begins to flip through it rapidly.
"Willow, what are you talking about?" Buffy asks, moving to stand next to her friend.
"There was another slayer that got turned," she says, pointing when she found the page. "See?"
Giles replaces his glasses on his face and bends down to read the text quickly.
"What does it say?" Cordelia asks from her seat across the table.
"Well, apparently a slayer was turned by a powerful vampire a few hundred years ago. She too kept her soul, it appears along with other…human aspects. The vampire ended up killing her, as she was a-a disappointment. The next slayer killed him."
"Human aspects?" Buffy presses, feeling Angel stand behind her. "Giles what does that mean?"
"She…she had the extra stealth and strength of a vampire and drank blood. But… but she was immune to most of the vampires weaknesses." He looks at the small girl, wonder covering his face. "Holy water, crosses and-and sunlight."
"So wait, what you're saying is," Buffy says quietly, her eyes wide. "Is that I'm the same me but now I have to drink blood and I'm immortal?"
"Ye-yes," Giles answers.
There is silence around the room, each absorbing the magnitude of the events that have happened.
"Well, that's not fair," Cordiela complains loudly. All eyes turn to the cheerleader. "Eternal youth and beauty wasted on…that hair."
Everyone stares at her in disbelief while she is completely clueless.
"Nice to know you have your priorities straight Cordy," Xander says, shaking his head.
"Whatever. I'm going home before something slimy pops up." With a roll of her eyes, she huffs out.
"Speaking of home," Willow says, looking worriedly at Buffy. "You may want to be prepared for a fight with your mom. She showed up today and overheard a little about Angel."
"What?" Buffy says, eyes wide.
"Nothing about him being a vampire," Willow assures her.
"Yeah, all she heard was that your were with your older boyfriend that she never heard about," Xander says, bitterness in his voice at losing any chance with the blonde.
"Are…are we going to be ok?" Buffy asks, looking between the humans, paying special attention to the young red head. Willow smiles at her.
"Yeah, of course we are. It's not like your going to replace us with new vampire friends." The girl's face suddenly turns worried. "Are you?"
"No Will, I can never replace you." Buffy smiles and the two embrace. Over Willow's shoulder, she looks at the broody teenage boy. "Xander?"
"I...I'll get over it. Got to keep the Scooby gang together, right?" he gives her a strained smile, before looking at Angel. "If you ever hurt her-"
"Xander," both girls scold him.
"I love her," Angel says, his eyes moving back and forth between the boy and the closest thing to a real father Buffy has. "I will always love her."
Giles nods. "Well, I suggest we all retire for the night. Tomorrow is a school day. Must keep up appearances."
The group walks out together, exchanging good-byes once they reach outside, Buffy promising Willow girl talk during school the next day. Slowly, with a comfortable silence, Buffy and Angel walk towards her house.
"I wish you can come up," Buffy whispers when they reach the oak tree by her window. "But I got to talk to my mom alone."
"I know," Angel says with a nod, stepping closer. Slowly he lowers his head and kisses her passionately. When they pull apart, he rests his forehead against hers, whispering in Gaelic.
"What does that mean?" she asks a small smile on her face.
"You are my heart, my love. I love you," he tells her, bending to kiss her again briefly. "I'll see you tomorrow at sunset?"
"Count on it," she says with a smirk. After another long kiss they finally say good night. And she climbs the tree and sneaks through her bedroom window. Just as she closes the shades a light turns on behind her, causing her quickly turn around.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" says the angry voice of her mother.
what do you think? one possibly two chapters left. but it will be awhile, got a lot of stuff going on in real life. oh and i want to thank the peeps that reviewed the last chapter, cause you guys are what made my muse rise up for this one. review again, who knows, you may get a chapter sooner lol