Part 11

"I brought something for you." Drusilla said happily, she walked toward a wheelchair ridden Spike, with a small puppy crying in her hand. "She's an orphan, her mum died, without a fight." Drusilla said happily, not noticing the scowl on Spike's face. "Do you like her? I brought her to cheer you up." She licked his cheek. "And I named her Sunshine." Drusilla brought the puppy to Spike's mouth. "Open wide." When he turned away she got sad. "Come on love you need something to keep your strength up, now open up for mummy."

Spike scowled. "I won't have you feeding me like a child, Dru!!" He wheeled away.

"Why not?" Angelus said, walking into the factory. "She already bathes ya, carries ya' around and changes ya' like a child."

Drusilla walked up, wagging her finger at Angelus. "Angel, where have you been? The sun is almost up, and it can be so hurtful; we were worried."

"No, we weren't." Spike replied.

"You must forgive Spike, he's a bit testy tonight, doesn't get out much."

Angelus kneeled down to face Spike. "Well, maybe next time, I'll bring you with me, Spike. Might be handy to have you around if I ever need a really good parking space."

"Have you forgotten that you're a bloody guest in my bloody home." Spike asked tightly, he was getting real tired of the wheelchair jokes.

"And as a guest, if there's anything I can do for you...any responsibility I can assume while you're spinning your wheels...anything I'm not already doing,that is." Angelus replied, staring at Drusilla.

"That's enough!!" Spike yelled, pushing a laughing Angelus away.

Drusilla giggled. "Oh." She kissed Spike on the cheek, putting the puppy in his lap, she glided away touching herself. "You two boys fighting over me and all, makes a girl feel." She stopped suddenly, letting out a painful moan.

"Dru, what is it pet?" Spike asked casually.

"Yeah, it worries." Dru looked into the ground. "Someone, an old enemy is seeking help, to destroy our happy home." She whined.

Angelus eyes widened, when he realized who the old enemy could be.

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That morning, Willow, Buffy, and Xander walked up the steps toward the school, they were discussing last night. "How long do you think Giles will take?" Xander asked. "Not that I mind having you over Will, but maybe some hottie will wanna come over.

Willow rolled her eyes. "Don't worry Xander, I'll be long gone when a hottie comes." She and Buffy laughed as they walked on, to the study hall. Buffy saw Jenny walking across the quad, and left a mumbling Willow, and Xander behind.

"Hey." She called to Jenny.

Surprised that Buffy would talk to her. "Hey."

Buffy was silent for a moment. "I know you feel bad about what happened, and I just wanted to say....Good, keep it up." She said coldly.

Jenny nodded sadly and began to leave, until Buffy stopped her.

"Wait." She sighed. "He misses you, he won't say anything to me, but I know he does." Jenny smiled at her, but she kept on. "I don't want him to be lonely, I don't want anyone to be." Buffy whispered.

Jenny tucked her hair behind her ear. "Buffy, if there was a chance I could......."

"Stop." Buffy interrupted. "Were good, let's just leave it here." She said, and walked off quickly, to find Giles.

Giles was in the student study hall. He saw Buffy coming toward him. "Buffy how was your night?"

"Sleepless, but no human fatalities."

Giles nodded. "Good, well I found a spell to reverse the invitation. You just need to sprinkle some herbs, holy water, that sort of thing."

"All the stuff I have at my house." She smiled, and took the book from him. "I'm gonna give it to Willow first."

Giles agreed, and they went there separate ways.

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Later on that night, Angel laid on the couch, with Buffy leaned up against him. They were waiting for Willow to come back with the spell book, after she protected her home, so they could protect Buffy's house, and she could stop worrying about her mother, whom was going to be home soon. Angel heard a sigh come from Buffy, he tightened his arms around her. "What is it?"

She turned around. "I wonder what he's gonna do next? How far will he take this."

"As far as possible." Angel replied. "This is a game, and he wants you to play."

"I don't wanna play his ganes, I want this over with."

Angel nodded. "I know." Kissing her temple. He leaned his forehead onto hers, looking into her eyes. At the same time, the both leaned in for a kiss, the kiss deepened and soon they were fused together. Angel turned her body around so that she laid on top of him, his arms going around her waist. He kissed her deeply, letting all his emotions into the kiss. Angel sat up, causing Buffy to straddle his waist, he tightened his arms around her. Not breaking their passionate kiss he got up and headed for the stairs, Buffy tightened her legs around him, he made his way to her bedroom.

They stood in the middle of her bedroom, the only light shining was the small night lamp on her nightstand that made a small glow shine in the room, giving it a romantic touch. Angel sat Buffy down on the bed, he looked her in the eyes, as he took her top off, baring her body for his eyes only. Buffy unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it from the waist band of his pants, and slid it off his shoulders. It would be the second time they made love, it'd been nearly a month since they made love for the first time. They wanted it to be just as special, without any fear or desperation, and to tenderly experience each other. She stared at him, letting her hand stroke his cheek, without the fear in her eyes like before, she laid back onto the bed, and Angel followed.

Angel felt such contentment run through him, before there had been fear in her eyes, due to the fact that it was her first time, but now all he saw was pure love, desire, and complete trust shine in her eyes. "I love you, my wife."

She brightened at the sound of that. "I love you."

Angel braced his arms on either side of her hips, he looked deep into her eyes as he once again lowered himself on her warm body. The fierce desire of the past few minutes melted away as time stopped and their bodies joined. Their fingers entangled as their bodies moved in a rhythm that was uniquely theirs, sating the need their bodies craved for each other.

Buffy laid on top of him as their bodies cooled. The sheets were pulled to their waists, letting their upper bodies remain in full contact with each other, sweat glistened on Buffy's bare back, as well as Angel's chest. Her head was resting in the crook of his neck, while both their hands were entwined on each side. Angel laid his head on top of hers, inhaling her scent, he slid one if his hands from hers and brought it up to stroke her hair off her face. She sighed at the comfort she was in and angled her face to look at her lover. His face was so calm and relaxed, she felt just as replenished; Buffy grinned at the thought of what they had done, and she was glad that her first experience in love making was with him, and that all her other experiences would be with him as well. If she could help it, no one would ever experience this kind of intimacy with her, no one but her Angel; her husband.

Buffy felt so in tuned with him, she wanted to share what she was thinking. "I'm glad you were the one." She whispered.

"The one?" Angel asked.

Buffy arched her body up so that she could look at him. "The one I gave myself to, the one who would teach me in the art of love."

Angel placed his hand on her cheek. "I'm honored that you chose me." He pulled her head down and placed his lips on hers. He rolled them over, so that she was beneath him again, not breaking their kiss until Buffy needed to breath.

She was panting, while Angel caressed her neck with his lips. Buffy turned her head to the clock. "Angel, as much as I hate to say this, we don't have time."

Angel's head popped up, with a grin. "Are you sure? It gets better the third time around."

Giggling. "I thought it was the second time around?"

"Well, yeah." He started nibbling behind her ear. "The second, third, fourth, fifth...." Each number he said, he nibbled harder on that pressure point, it was a spot that made her crazy, and she didn't even know until now.

Buffy clutched his back at the pressure, trying to get him to stop. "Angel, ooh, Willow, my Mom, they, ohh, coming..."

Angel ignored it, and concentrated on his task of pleasing his wife, until they heard a bang downstairs. He got up quickly, reaching for his boxers, while Buffy went to the other side of the bed, to pull her clothes on. They were fully dressed in less than a minute, and went downstairs cautiously.

The banging was coming from the kitchen door, going non stop. "Buffy, Angel!!! It's Willow open up hurry!!!"

Angel rushed to the door, and opened it to see a frantic Willow. She rushed in with a bottle of herbs and spell book in hand. "He's after your Mom." Willow showed them the picture Angelus drew.

Buffy looked at the drawing intensely. "Mom."

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Joyce drove home after a hard day at work, and shopping. She pulled up into her driveway, and saw Angelus standing in her yard; she breathed a sigh, annoyed that he was there.

Angelus approached the car. "Ms. Summers, I need to talk to you."

Grabbing her bag of groceries. "You're Angel's brother." She replied.

Angelus smiled, and let out a chuckle. "Did Buffy tell you about us?"

"She told me she wants you to leave her alone."

"I can't, I can't do that." He replied, still chuckling.

"You're scaring her.

"You have to help me." Angelus pleaded.

Joyce rolled her eyes and walked around him.

Angelus eyes glowed slightly, and turned toward her. "Joyce, I need to be with her, you can convince her. You have to convince her."

"I'm telling you to leave her alone." Joyce threatened.

"Please, talk to her, tell her I need her."

The sound in his voice was demented, Joyce feared what she saw in his eyes. "Look, I just wanna get inside." She rushed to get to the door, and dropped her bag of groceries. Joyce scrambled to get them up quickly.

Angelus rushed to her side, trying to help her pick up everything. "You don't understand, I'll die without Buffy, she'll die without me."

"Are you threatening her?" Joyce said tightly.

"Please." He begged. "Why is she doing this to me?"

"I'm calling the police, now." Joyce replied scared, his eyes, his voice just screamed danger to her. She got up and rushed to the door, fumbling to find the right key.

Angelus smiled, he was practically patting himself on the back. He got up and walked up to Joyce. Angelus could sense the fear in her. "I haven't been able to sleep since the night we made love." He said, knowing that it wasn't all true, but he felt every feeling, and heard every gasp of pleasure, gave him all the truth he needed, in more ways than one, he made love to Buffy that night.

Joyce gasped in shock, she snapped her head toward him, she could not believe what she was hearing; her baby girl, having.........

Angelus smiled at Joyce, seeing the shock in her face. "I need her, I know you understand."

Breathing hard in fear. "Just leave us alone!" She yelled. Joyce rushed into the house.

Angelus stepped to enter the house, but stopped in his tracks when Angel, Buffy, and Willow came walking to the door, finishing the spell to keep him from entering.

The barrier set in when Willow finished that last part. "His Verbes Consesus Rescissus Est."

Smiling in triumph, Buffy walked up to him. "Sorry. Changed the locks." She slammed the door in his face, causing Angelus to growl in anger.

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Back at the school, Jenny sat pouring over her computer, trying to get this program going. "Come on." She said, this was taking longer than expected. Giles had stopped by before, she told him that she may have something and that she would meet him later.

Jenny just hoped that this would work, but she stopped worrying when the program downloaded, and the curse was translated. "That's it." She quickly hit save, and pulled out the yellow disk. As she waited for the text to print, she took a quick glance, and jumped out of her seat. "Angelus."

"Hiya Jenny." He said sitting in one of the student chairs with his feet planted on the desk.

Jenny was trying to remain calm. "How did you get in here?"

"The sign on the door." He took his feet from the desk. "Romatia Transicara Edicatorum."

"Enter all ye who seek knowledge." Jenny translated.

"What can I say, I'm a big knowledge seeker."

Jenny started to scoot towards the door, but she had to keep him distracted.

"Angelus, I've got great news."

"I heard." He walked toward her desk. "You went shopping at the local boogedy, boogedy store." Angelus picked up the orb. "The orb of theseula, if memory serves me it's supposed to store a soul in the ether until it can be restored in a body." He looked into the glowing orb. "You know what I hate most about these things?" Angelus threw the orb at the blackboard, smashing it to pieces, causing Jenny shriek away. "That they're so damn fragile. Must be that shoddy gypsy craftsmanship, huh?"

Jenny turned back, breathing hard.

Angelus chuckled, and went over to the computer. "You know things have certainly changed, you put the secret to my curse, in here!!" He pushed the computer screen to the ground. "It comes out here." Pulling the paper out of the printer, and looks at it. "The ritual of restoration.' Huh, well, this-this brings back memories."

Angelus begins to tear the paper.

Jenny gasps. "Wait that's you're....."

"Oh, my cure?" He tears the paper in half. "No thanks. Been there, done that. Déjà vu just isn't what it used to be." Angelus looks down at the computer screen on the floor, now on fire. "Huh, looks like I get to kill two birds with one stone." Kneeling down to look into the fire, Angelus morphed to his vamp face, and turned to Jenny. "And teacher makes three."

Jenny rushed past to the desk to run, but Angelus caught her and threw her into the other door, forcing it to open. Jenny scrambled up, and ran out the classroom.

"Oh good, I need to work up an appetite first." Angelus took off out the door.

Jenny ran down the hallway, she could hear Angelus growling behind her. 'I'm going die.' She thought frantically. Jenny went through the double doors, heading towards the front of the school, she looked behind her not seeing Angelus. When she turned around, she ran right into him.

Laughing. "Sorry Jenny, this is where you get off."

"Noo!!!"

With the twist of his wrist, Angelus snapped her neck like a twig, the cracking vibrating through his ears. "I never get tired of doing that."

Part 12

Joyce stood in her living room, staring at Buffy and Angel, she was still in a slight shock at what had happened with Angelus. Her eyes focused on Buffy. "I wanna talk to you now." She said tightly, not caring that Willow or Angel was there and walked toward the stairs.

Buffy looked at Angel for moment, before following her mother upstairs. Angel just stood at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for them to come down as quickly as they went up.

Joyce went to Buffy's bedroom, with Buffy following behind. She motioned for Buffy to sit down on the bed, while Joyce turned the lights on. Pacing in front of her daughter, Joyce was at loss about what to say. "Um, that was Angel downstairs."

"Yeah."

"And his brother, um, was outside." Joyce said.

"Yeah." Buffy breathed. "That stuff with the Latin and the herbs; he's just real superstitious, I figured it would keep him away."

"Oh." Joyce said. She breathed in a sigh, to work up the courage to ask this next question. "Who was the first?" When she thought about what she just said, Joyce started babbling. "Oh, I don't want to know, I don't think I wanna know."

Confused. "What are you talking about?" Buffy asked, "The first?"

"Buffy, he told me you had sex with him, so don't lie to me!"

Buffy shot up. "I never slept with him, he's lying. I'm with Angel." She said passionately.

Joyce exhaled. "Was he the first?"

Sitting back down on the bed. "Yeah, he was the first, he's only one."

"He's older than you." Joyce pressed. "Too old Buffy, what he's 23? 24?"

"22." Buffy clarified, giving her the line she and Angel made up.

Joyce stopped pacing. "And his family is obviously not very stable, I thought you would have shone better judgment, before you got into a situation like this."

"It wasn't always like this." Buffy whispered.

Joyce saw a look in Buffy's eyes, she recognized that spark. "Are you in love with him? Angel?"

"Yes."

"Were you careful?"

Suddenly embarrassed. "Mom." Buffy shook her head.

Joyce jumped up. "Don't you 'Mom' me!! You don't get to get out of this, you had sex with a boy you didn't even tell me you were dating."

"I know that, we, we were going to tell you we were dating." Buffy explained.

"Were you gonna tell me everything?"

Sighing. "Mom, I can't tell you everything." Buffy pleaded, with her mother, she didn't know how hard it was to have to keep her out of the dark like this. Buffy wanted to tell her mother everything, but to keep her safe she couldn't.

"How about anything." Joyce shot back. "Buffy you can shut me out of your life, I'm pretty much used to that. But don't ever expect me to stop caring, cause it's never gonna happen. I love you more than anything in the world.

Buffy stayed silent, not sure what to say.

Joyce sat down beside her. "That would be your cue to, uh, roll your eyes and tell me I'm grossing you out."

Smiling to herself. "You're not." Buffy said, placing her hand on top of her mother's.

Joyce smiled at her, and squeezed her daughter's hand. "Oh well. I guess that was 'the talk'"

"So how'd it go?"

Chuckling. "I don't know, it was my first." Joyce said smiling at Buffy. She got up from the bed, pulling Buffy's hand. "Come on, let's meet the boyfriend, that you're so in love with. Gotta give him the third degree."

They both smiled at each other, and headed down stairs with there hands linked.

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Giles came home, exhausted, he'd had a long day. He just wanted to have a drink and go to bed, but Jenny was coming over to talk with him, so he couldn't go to sleep. When Giles got to his front door, he knew sleep was out of the question. There was a rose taped to the door, he pulled the rose to his nose, and smelled the fragrance; he smiled even brighter when he heard the soft classical music playing.

Giles quickly opened the door, to see the most romantic site. "Jenny, it's me"

On a table in the middle of the room, lit candles were placed around a bottle of champagne waiting to be opened, and beside it was a note. "Upstairs." He read. Giles smiled even brighter, he grabbed the bottle of champagne; and headed up the stairs to his bedroom. Jenny was waiting. He followed the trail of roses, when he got to his bedroom, the smile slowly dropped from his face, the bottle of champagne fell from his hand; shattered.

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Back at the Summer's residence, Angelus stood outside of the window, watching Buffy, Angel, and Joyce talking. By the look of their faces he could tell his little scheme didn't faze them, they were all looked as if they were having a family gathering. He saw Willow come into the room, she and Buffy walked into dining room, where Angelus had a better view of everyone. The phone ringed, Buffy ran to answer it, Angelus smiled when he heard her acknowledge the call, "Giles."

Angelus watched her face become the most mortified look he'd ever seen. A confused look came over Willow, she took the phone from Buffy, who was locked in a trance. Angelus smiled brighter, when Willow became hysterical, and screaming "No."

Angel and Joyce ran into the room. Angel kneeled down beside Buffy, she was sitting on the floor, her eyes screamed in shock, and Joyce ran over to a hysterical Willow; she pulled her into a hug, to calm her down. Angel did the same to a catatonic Buffy, he looked up at the window and came face to face with Angelus.

Angelus smiled back at Angel, and walked away.

Angel held Buffy tighter, as she came out of shock. She looked at him, and Angel had nothing he could say, that could explain or change what Angelus had done. Buffy pushed him away, she got up from where she was sitting, and ran upstairs to her room. Angel followed closely behind her. "Buffy?"

She didn't answer. Buffy went into her closet, grabbed her jacket, and went back downstairs. Angel sighed and followed her. Buffy rushed to the closest phone she could reach, to call Xander and Cordelia.

A few moments later, Xander and Cordelia pulled up outside of the house. They tossed Joyce an excuse, and left.

Xander glared at Angel as he walked toward the car. Angel noticed, but didn't say anything, there was nothing he could say. He could see the hate that Xander held for him intensify, Xander always hated him, but what shone in his eyes now was far beyond hate.

Buffy walked up to the car. "Did you find Giles?"

Xander shook his head. "No, by the time we got to the police station, they said he'd already left."

Sighing. "Let's go to his place, Cordelia will you take us Giles'?" Buffy asked.

"Of course." Cordelia replied.

Willow grabbed Buffy's arm. "Don't you think Giles wants to be alone?"

"I'm not worrying about what Giles wants, I'm worried about what he's gonna do." Buffy confessed, and they all got into the car. When they got to Giles apartment, they saw the place was just as Angelus set it up. Roses were still scattered, and the candles were still set in place.

Xander walked to the table. "Looks like Giles had a night planned." He said tightly, looking at Angel.

Buffy walked to him, she saw a charcoaled drawing of Jenny. "Giles didn't set this up. Angelus did." She tossed the picture to the floor.

"This is the wrapping for the gift." Angel said, speaking up for the first time. Buffy nodded at him, agreeing before she went upstairs to check, when she came back down. "He's gone."

Willow glanced down. "Look, all his weapons are gone." She looked into the open box.

Cordelia turned to look into the box "But I thought he kept his weapons at the library."

"No, those were his everyday weapons" Xander replied. "These were his good weapons, the ones he, um, breaks out when company comes to visit."

"He's going after Angelus." Buffy said

"Good." Xander proclaimed, letting his anger show.

"Xander..."

He interrupted Willow. "I'm sorry, but let's not forget that I hated Angel long before you guys jumped on the bandwagon. So I think I deserve a little something for not saying 'I told you so' long before now. And if Giles wants to go after the, uh, fiend that murdered his girlfriend, I say, 'Faster, pussycat, kill, kill.'"

Xander looked at Angel. "Look all I'm saying is, you guys should have been more careful in dealing with Angel instead of rushing to trust. Just because you had a soul, doesn't change the fact that you still had a demon, and now it's loose."

Buffy bowed her head. In a way, Xander was right, maybe they were so caught up in each other, that they didn't think off something like this, now as a result, Jenny is dead, and Giles might be next. "But there is a problem with a revenge ridden Giles."

"What?" Xander asked.

"It's gonna get him killed." Angel finished.

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"Are you insane?" Spike yelled. Angelus had just returned to the factory, and told Spike and Dru about what he did; Spike was not pleased. "You're supposed to kill the bitch, not leave gag gifts in her friends' beds."

Drusilla started to stroke his cheek. "But Spike, the bad teacher was gonna restore Angel's soul." She pouted, her pet wasn't pleased and that made her sad.

"What if she did?" Spike took Drusilla's hand away. "If you ask me, I find myself preferring the old Buffy-whipped Angelus. This new improved one is not playing with a full sack."

Angelus rolled his eyes.

"I love a slaughter as much as the next bloke, but his little pranks will only leave us with one brassed off slayer." Spike explained.

Angelus rolled his eyes again, pissing Spike off. "Don't worry, Roller Boy, I've got everything under control."

A bottle came crashing, and flames began to spread. Spike wheeled away, with Drusilla behind him, clutching her puppy. Angelus hid his face from the flames, while he followed, until an arrow impaled him in the shoulder.

Giles came out of his hiding spot, he threw the crossbow into the fire, and picked up a two by four; letting it catch on fire, he struck Angelus in the face, making sure the flames hit him.

Angelus felled to the floor. "Jeez, whatever happened to wooden stakes?"

Spike and Drusilla watched on, she was about to intervene, until Spike grabbed her arm. "Uh-uh, no fair going into the ring unless he tags you first." He pulled her, and motioned for her to follow.

Giles kept hitting Angelus, until he blocked the next blow, and grabbed Giles around the throat, game face and all. "All right, you've had your fun. But you know what it's time for now?" He growled.

"My fun." Buffy replied, coming from behind, she kicked Angelus in the chest, causing him to drop Giles. She punched him in the face, he blocked her next punch, and pushed her away. Angelus ran toward some stairs, and ran across the walkway to get to a door. Buffy jumped onto the walkway, and kicked him in the face; when he fell down, she kept punching and kicking him the face, shoving his head into the railing of the steps. Every blow caused him to laugh harder.

He blocked her next punch. "You gonna let your old man burn." When Buffy's attention turned to Giles, he tossed her over the railing, and ran to the door.

Buffy came to Giles side, she pulled him onto his feet, and helped him walk out of the building as the flames grew. When they got outside, Giles pushed Buffy away from him. "Why did you come here?!!!" He pushed her again. "This wasn't your fight."

Buffy retaliated, and punched him in the jaw. She started to cry. "Are you trying to get yourself killed!!" Buffy kneeled down, and pulled him into her arms, they were both crying. "You can't leave me, I can't do this without you." She sobbed.

Giles clutched her tightly, letting his emotions run.

The gang came running towards the two, they had been waiting for Buffy to bring Giles out, when they saw the flames, they knew something was wrong. The gang just stood there, watching, the building go up in smoke.

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