Previously: Perplexed, I picked up my blood and carried on my way. Was that the other slayer? The Angelina girl? Or something else entirely?

If so… Bloody hell.

Chapter 19

Angelina was bored. There was no study or homework like she had told Willow and Buffy. She was doing a singing and dancing course for god's sake! What homework would there be except for practice scales and repeat a few steps?

She had backed out of hanging out with the girls only because being with another slayer and a witch was just slightly overloading her brain. She had only recently learned that she was a slayer herself. She had been mucking around with her friend Josh, he went to punch her in the arm and she blocked it, somehow breaking his wrist. Neither one of them knew how it had happened, but ever since it, Angelina had felt different.

Back in Australia, she had worked in a bar, serving drinks and occasionally getting up and belting a few tunes out when the occasion arose. Normally that was just after closing hours. She would sing while cleaning tables and benches, etc. One night her boss, Sam had suggested she try her luck in the big city. With a voice like that she couldn't go wrong. So she had boarded a plane to the USA.

Life wasn't as easy as she had thought it would be. Firstly she didn't have a whole load of money, just what she was making at the local café, secondly her classes were boring; everything they taught she knew and was passing with flying colours, and thirdly; she desperately wanted some friends, not ones she should have to lie to, but ones that embraced the fact that she was incredibly strong.

Buffy and Willow were just those sort of people, it just slightly freaked her out how easy life was becoming.

In order to celebrate the fact of newfound friends, she headed towards the karaoke bar she always visited. The owner of the place knew her by face and name and Angelina always got a free drink in return for singing up on stage. The drink she got was always different and she had developed a taste for the fizzy pink one. She would have to ask what that one was.

Angelina stepped through the doorway and was greeted by the sound of 'Mandy' blearing out of the speakers. She looked towards the stage and found a demon sitting there, singing it with all he had. Angelina headed over to the bar and the owner, Zoe, who liked to man the bar, informed her that the demon on stage had recently broken up. Now Angelina understood why that particular song was being sung. Personally she hated it, but if that was the case…

'Hey Ange, can you be a doll and hand these over to the two vampires over there?' Zoe handed her two glasses of blood.

Angelina took the glasses, unperturbed by the contents of them. She walked over to the vampires, who were taken aback to see the slayer handing them drinks. They rose to fight.

'Hey! Hey! Hey! None of that now. No violence policy remember?' she pointed towards a sign on the wall.

The vampires sat down, and stared at the glasses suspiciously.

'If I was going to kill you, I wouldn't poison you' Angelina reasoned.

The vampires noted this and began to sip from their glasses. Angelina headed back over to the bar.

'Hey Zoe, when's it my turn?' she asked gesturing to the stage over her shoulder.

'Eager to get a drink are you?'

'Just wondering' was the reply.

'Well when he's done, there's an opening… maybe you can convince others to get up there?' Zoe suggested.

'Maybe' Angelina leaned against the bar and waited the song out.

When it came to an end, Zoe walked over onto the stage and introduced her. She was a regular and everyone seemed to love her. None of the other uni students would come near this place, partly because of the demons. Angelina was a slayer, she could take care of herself.

Angelina looked into the audience and asked, 'Any requests?'

A few shouted out songs. In the end she went with 'My Immortal'.

'I'm so tired of being here…'

The crowd in the bar was silent as she finished her song and then cheered her offstage. Angelina thanked the 'kind fans' and walked over to the bar.

'Oh Zoe, before I forget. What's the pink drink you gave me the other day? Tasted like it had grapefruit in it?'

'You mean a 'Sea Breeze'?'

'If that's what I had, I'll have another thanks'

'I'll have another too, Zoe dear' a voice slurred.

Angelina turned towards it and found herself staring into a pair of red eyes.

'Why so glum sugar pie?'

I arrived back at my apartment just as Willow returned to hers and Dawn was studying. Buffy followed me down the hall.

'Got enough there?' she gestured to the blood.

'Enough for a few days love. Gotta keep strong and healthy'

Buffy looked around the apartment. I knew what she was going to say before she even opened her mouth.

'Yeah alright, it's not lived in that much'

'Well you could make it… Homey'

'How pet?'

'I dunno. You ate the interior decorator'

'Good point'

I placed the blood in the fridge and turned around. Buffy had made herself comfortable on the couch that I had spent so much of my day on. I followed her lead and lounged next to her. She placed her head on my shoulder and sighed. She had to be tired. What was she thinking, getting up at ridiculous times in the morning?

'You right pet?'

'Just tired I guess. But I can't sleep, I'm too awake. If that makes any sense'

'Not really love, but if you like, I can help tire you out?'

'Are you suggesting what I think you are?'

I placed a passion filled kiss on her delicate lips.

'Maybe' I teased.

She placed her hands on my face and dragged it back down to hers. Things progressed from there, and the last thing I was acutely aware of was my shirt being ripped off and us lying on my 'not so lived in' bed.

'You can exhaust me all you want' She whispered.

That was all I needed.