Parts: 41 - Epilogue
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~Part: 41~
Angelus woke up and looked at the crowd surrounding him. “Great, just great” he muttered as he pulled on his restraints.
“Did it work?” Buffy asked, looking intently at the man in the chair. She couldn’t tell if they were both in there or not. “How are we going to know if it worked?”
“Did what work, you stupid bitch?” Angelus shot at the slayer.
“Don’t talk to her like that” Angel growled back.
“I guess it worked” Giles remarked as Angel appeared to be scolding himself. It was a little odd to see him talking to himself, but with two completely separate personalities.
“What have you idiots done now?” Angelus was infuriated. They had caught him and now he was tied to a chair away from his prizes.
“We figured out what you have been up to Angelus” Wesley said trying to hide his fear of the dark vampire’s demon. “We want to know where you have hidden Willow and Spike.”
“What makes you think that I would tell you that?” Angelus threw at his with a chuckle.
“Because I told them they could keep us tied up here as long as necessary to find out where they are” Angel shot back at his other half. “So you may as well tell them, or we will be here for a very long time. I know you don’t want to see either Willow or Spike get hurt.”
Angelus knew that his other half was right. He wanted both of them whole, but he was not so eager to give in. He decided to wait and see if they would slip up and give him a chance to escape. “I love what you’ve done with the place, Rupert” he said with a wink to the watcher. “It’s been a while since I saw you last, but I see you’re not permanently scarred. Too bad.”
Giles quickly walked forward and slapped the vampire smartly across the face.
“Giles!” Buffy squealed as she reached forward and grabbed the watcher’s arm before he could deliver another blow. “That’s Angel you’re hitting.”
“No, Buffy” Angel replied. “It’s alright. It’s both of us. He felt it too.”
“Yeah, and it was delicious!” Angelus crowed and then smirked at the watcher. “You know, Ripper, I do like a little pain.”
“Alright!” Wesley interjected. “Let us get down to business, shall we? We don’t know how much time we actually have here. Willow and Spike could be in some serious trouble or may even already be dead. We don’t have time for any mind games and old vendettas, so let’s move on.”
“Wow” Angelus said, looking at the former watcher. “Looks like Wes here has grown some balls. Bravo. I’d applaud, but I seem to be a little tied up right now.” He snickered at his own joke, as Angel thought to himself that this could be a very long day.
~Part: 42~
Willow slowly woke up to find Angelus gone and Spike asleep next to her. She began to look over his back which was covered with already healing wounds. She was amazed that he would be able to withstand such beatings at the older vampire’s hands and yet become aroused by them. In a strange way, she supposed she could understand. She had cum when both vampires bit her, and that had hurt a lot, but in a good way.
Remembering the two of them inside of her, Willow began to feel a familiar warmth begin to grow in the pit of her stomach. She slowly reached over and began to finger the wounds on the vampire’s back. As she traced one of the more bruised marks, Spike began to mumble something. Not hearing what he was saying, Willow gave the bruise a little push, feeling the skin give in under her delicate fingertips.
“Ouch” Spike said unconvincingly as he turned his head to look at his fellow captive. “What’cha do that for luv?”
“Well, you seem to like pain” Willow started shakily, a little embarrassed by the experimentation. “I just wanted to see what it was like.”
This threw Spike for a loop. Willow wanted to give Spike some pain. <Never pegged her as a masochist> he thought. “Tell me what’s going on in that big brain of yours, Red.”
“Well, Angelus has whipped and beaten you and you still seem turned on by it. And then when you both bit me, it really wasn’t all that bad. I mean, yeah, it hurt. But then, it was wonderful, you know. It’s like it made all the feelings, I don’t know, stronger.”
Spike smiled at her little rant. He was glad that after all that Angelus had put her through, she was still the same Willow inside. “I know what you mean, pet. The pain seems to amplify the pleasure. But it doesn’t always have to be like that.”
“I know” Willow said quietly, a little embarrassed of the conversation. “I just thought I would check you reaction.”
“Well, if you’re still interested, Red, check away.”
“Really?” Willow said surprised. She didn’t really expect Spike to let her do this. She thought maybe he only liked it when Angelus did it. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, luv. Go right ahead.” Spike then laid his head back down against his folded arms and watched as Willow lend toward him to play with the marks on his back.
At first she merely stroked the broken skin and traced the bruised flesh. Then, after a few experimental pokes, she began to find the sore spots and push them until Spike moaned under the pain. Gaining more confidence at her actions, Willow leaned over to put some weight behind her as she dug her fingernails down into a particularly bad bruise.
“Bloody hell” Spike yelled, arching up into the girl’s hand.
“Sorry. Sorry.” Willow cried as she pulled away from the blonde vampire. She was upset with herself that she had gone too far.
“No, luv” Spike corrected. “Don’t stop. It feels great.”
“Really?” the redhead questioned. She had been enjoying herself, but she was unsure about how her partner was with all this.
“Yeah. You seem to have a real talent for this” he said with a smirk. “But just watch it. Too much more of this and I may explode all over this bed.”
“That sounds like a challenge to me” Willow replied with a smile on her face.
<Oh, yeah> Spike thought as he felt her move closer to him to have better access to his damaged backside. <I think we’ve corrupted her.>
For the next hour, Willow played with Spike to see what was good pain and what was bad pain. It seemed that for vampires, almost all pain is good pain, but she did find his limits. All this experimentation was starting to get to her. She was extremely turned on and she had a feeling that Spike was too, if the sounds he had been making were any indication.
Finally, Spike decided that was enough. “You know, pet” he said seductively. “You really should balance out the pain with some pleasure. Can’t leave your victim without some sort of relief, right?”
Willow got the hint and lay down next to the prone vampire on the bed. “Really?” she asked. “And what exactly did you have in mind?”
Spike got an evil look in his eye just before a pounced on the giggling redhead. <Now I’m really in trouble> she thought. <Thank the goddess!>
~Part: 43~
The Scoobie gang sat around the watcher’s apartment in various stages of frustration. This idea had gotten them nowhere fast. Angelus had spent the better part of the afternoon sending them on wild goose chases and now no one wanted to believe him any more.
Angelus was enjoying himself. He loved watching them run around, hunting in vain to try and find their friends. He smirked to himself listening to their conversation.
“This is crazy!” Buffy yelled. “We are not getting anywhere. He’s not giving us anything.”
“Buffy, we must be patient” Wesley said to the slayer, trying to calm the slayer. “We didn’t really believe that Angelus would tell us the truth straight off. He is evil, remember?”
“ Just because he’s evil doesn’t mean he has to be a big, fat liar” Xander growled as he stood from his spot on the couch and walked over to where the vampire was sitting. “Tell me where she is, you bastard, or I swear I will end you.”
“Xander!” the blonde slayer yelled at her friend. “That’s Angel too.”
Xander turned and quickly stalked back toward the couch. As he passed Buffy, he said, “I know.”
Buffy shook her head as she walked toward her former boyfriend. “I’m sorry about that” she started. “We’re all a little frustrated.”
“No, Buffy” Angel replied. “Xander’s right. We need to find them and he’s not giving us anything. He wants to see you run around in circles. He thinks it’s funny. I have to try and figure out where they are.”
“Like that will ever happen” Angelus replied smoothly.
“Tell me where they are” Buffy growled at the demon, leaned menacingly close to his face.
“Let’s see if I can remember where they are” the demon replied casually.
“Maybe I put them in old high school. Lots of bad mojo going on there.”
Buffy turned her head to Giles to see if anyone had thought to look
there yet. “No” Angel said, turning the attention back to him.
“It’s too open. He wouldn’t want them somewhere where anyone could
just walk in.”
“Very good” Angelus replied, relieved to see that his other half was starting to get the rules of his game. He refused to believe that he was that dumb. He wasn’t going to just hand them the information, Angel had to work for it. “I see your starting to pay attention. If you’re going to find them, you’re going to have to think like me. Now, let me think, maybe I put them in the DeBraugh crypt at the Westville cemetery.”
Everyone in the apartment waited as Angel thought this over for a minute. “Have you checked that cemetery?” he asked.
“We’ve checked all the cemeteries” Giles replied, with a sigh. He looked over the map of Sunnydale they had been using to mark where they already searched. He and Wesley leaned over the map to look at the Westville cemetery area. After determining that they had indeed checked that cemetery twice he asked, “Buffy, did you check all the crypts there?”
“Yeah” she sighed. “but we never looked underneath them. Maybe he is hiding them in an underground area of the crypt.”
“No” Angel said quietly. “It’s hard to get water and electricity down there and Angelus would want to at least keep Willow healthy until he was ready to kill her or turn her.”
“Alright” Angelus chuckled. “You’re catching on. They are in the warehouse out on Milton on the edge of town. You remember, the one where Spike took Willow and Xander when he tried to get Dru back.”
“Yes!” Xander yelled. “It perfect. Angelus would remember that place. It’s out of the way and doesn’t have any windows. None of us thought to check out there.”
Giles and Wesley leaned over to check the map and confirmed what Xander had said. No one had check the abandoned warehouse and it did seem like a good choice. “Very well” the watcher said finally. “Buffy, take Xander and Anya and head over to the warehouse and check it out. Let me know when you get th…”
“No” Angel interrupted. “It’s too far out of the way” he started, thinking hard, trying to figure out what the demon was up to. “He would want them closer to him. It would be too hard to get all the way out there when he took control. He would want to spend as much time as he could with them. If he was staying at the mansion, then he would…” Angel paused as it suddenly hit him. He knew where they were.
“What Angel?” Buffy asked as her former boyfriend paused in mid-thought. “What is it?”
“The mansion” he whispered. “They’re at the mansion.”
Angelus started laughing. “It’s about damn time! I thought you’d never figure it out. You can be so dense sometimes.”
The group suddenly crowded around the restrained vampire. “They can’t be in the mansion” Giles spoke first. “After we knocked out Angelus, we checked the entire mansion and there was no sign of Willow or Spike.”
“Are you sure?” Angelus questioned.
“What is he talking about, Angel?” Wesley asked.
Angel thought hard for a minute. They had searched the mansion and didn’t find them, but they had to be there somewhere. He reached back into his memories of his time in the mansion. <Where would he hide them?> he wondered. Suddenly, a memory hit him. He saw Angelus telling Dru about a lovely little space he had found under the mansion. He told her it would make the perfect torture chamber.
“Under the study” he said slowly.
“What?” the watcher asked, not sure that he had heard the man correctly.
“There’s a secret room under the study on the first floor” Angel said beginning to remember what the demon had tried so hard to hide from him. “Angelus wanted to use it as a torture chamber for Drusilla. They have to be down there.”
“Why?” Buffy asked.
“It’s perfect. It’s in the house. It would be easy for him to get to them and still get upstairs quickly. Plus, Aaron was there so he could take care of them.” It all made perfect sense. “Why didn’t I think of it before?”
“Because you’re an idiot, soul boy” Angelus chuckled at his counterpart.
“Hey, that’s my line” Xander shouted indignantly.
Now that the gang knew where their friends were, all they had to do was get the rest of the information out of Angelus and go get them. They only hoped that they would be alright.
~Part: 44~
Willow giggled as the blonde vampire continued his assault on her instep. He was determined to show her that, even though pain is a powerful aphrodisiac, mixing in the right amount of pleasure is even more satisfying. So, he had spent the better part of an hour licking and nibbling various parts of her delicate anatomy.
Willow sighed in relief as Spike left his spot torturing the young witch’s feet and began slowly moving up her legs. It still amazed her that even though he felt so cool, he could make her feel so hot.
Spike snickered as moved closer to her core and smelt her strong arousal. He always knew that under that shy gentle exterior, she had a fire in her that she let few see. He was somewhat grateful to Angelus that he had been the first to experience it.
Torturously, he moved up to her wet, warm curls. Quickly, he snaked out his tongue to taste her. <Bloody amazing> he thought as he heard a low moan escape from the redhead’s lips. Spike smiled as he pushed deeper and slowly ran his velvet tongue over sensitive nub.
Willow jerked her hips up for more of the delicious friction from her lover’s mouth, but he was already gone. He was making his way farther up her flushed body, stopping to dip his tongue in her tiny navel before inching up towards her breasts. Willow thought he meant to kill her with this torture. <If he doesn’t do something soon, I’m going to burst> she thought.
After winding his way up her abdomen, he reached the exquisite peaks of her breasts. They were lovely and pale with tiny coral colored nipples that pebbled under his touch. Spike gentle nibbled first the left, and then the right. Willow wanted to cry as he left them, much too quickly for her tastes, and continued his trek upward, first to lick her collarbone and neck. Next were her delicate earlobes.
Spike pulled himself up to lie on top of the trembling girl. He looked down into her brilliant green eyes and smirked at the desire he saw there. He knew she wanted him so badly it hurt. Slowly he leaned down until their lips were but a whispers length apart. “See, luv” he whispered, gently licking her lips in the process. “Pleasure can be just as torturous as pain, if you do it right.”
Willow couldn’t respond. She was so turned on her brain had ceased to form conscious thoughts. She was expecting him to take her, but instead, he rolled off her and leaned against the headboard with his hands behind his head. She looked at him, aghast.
“What, pet?” he asked, feigning innocence with an annoying smirk on his face. “If you want something, you’ll have to come and get it.”
Willow almost growled as she pounced on him with a power that would have impressed any vampire.
***
Giles, Buffy, Xander and Anya quickly made their way into the mansion. After getting the necessary information from Angelus, they each grabbed a weapon and went to retrieve their friends. Angelus assured them that he only had the three minions at the mansion, but the Scoobies were still weary of this information. Just because he seemed to be helping didn’t mean he wouldn’t try to kill them.
After checking the entire mansion and coming up empty, the group slowly made their way into the study.
Giles walked over to the bookcase that Angelus had indicated held the book that would trigger the secret passageway. As he reached up to grasp the book, he shook his head at the irony. <Dangerous Liaisons> Giles thought. <It’s too bad that Angel doesn’t have Angelus’ sense of humor.>
Once the book was returned to its proper place, the bookcase unhitched and swung forward slightly. Giles grabbed it and tried to pull it back, but it was heavier than he expected. Buffy reached over and helped her watcher pull the secret passage open to reveal a stairwell that led downstairs.
As the four people slowly began to make their way down the dark stairway, Buffy heard a small gasp from the room below. Thinking that her friend may be in trouble, the slayer quickly made her way down the stairs, followed closely behind by Giles. As soon as she reached the room below and saw the sight before her, Buffy stopped dead in her tracks.
Giles ran into his charge as she stopped abruptly in front of him. At first, he was unsure as to why she stopped until he heard a small moan coming from the other side of the room. When he looked to where the noise came from, he thought he had stopped breathing.
There, on the bed in front of them were the two missing people. Spike was sitting up against the head board with his hands tightly gripping the iron. Willow was straddling his lap, thrusting onto his hard cock, totally consumed by her passion. They had apparently not noticed the intruders as they continued their lovemaking.
“Oh Spike” the redhead moaned loudly. “You feel so good inside me. Please touch me.”
Slayer and watcher stood amazed by the sight in front of them. <It must be an illusion> Giles thought.
Xander quickly followed Buffy and Giles down the stairs. As he moved around them to see what they were staring at, Xander suddenly covered his face with both hands and screamed, “My eyes! My eyes!”
Anya, who had been following close behind, just looked at the two lovers and said, “Well, she did talk about riding people like ponies.”
Willow, who suddenly noticed the presence of her friends, tried to remove herself from Spike’s lap, but he wouldn’t let her. He quickly reached out and grabbed her hips, keeping her firmly in place. He looked at the people who had so rudely interrupted them and said, “Do you mind? We’re a little busy here. Give us like 5 minutes, ok, mates?” Once that was said, he turned his head and began to kiss Willow’s neck.
“Spike” she chided as he smacked his arm and again tried to get off the vampire.
“I’m serious” he said, glaring at the group. “Leave!”
Stunned by the sight, the four people turned around and headed back up the stairs. Once they reached the study, they each flopped down on a piece of furniture and stared at each other in shock.
“Well” Xander finally said. “Now I think I’m scarred for life.”
“Indeed” Giles replied, removing his glasses to clean them.
“Can we go home soon Xander?” Anya asked. “I want to ride you like Willow is to Spike.”
“Anya!”
~Part: 45~
Wesley and Tara had decided to stay back and keep watch over Angel and Angelus. Even though he was restrained, none of the group trusted him. For awhile, Angelus was quiet, letting everyone think, but that wasn’t destined to last.
“So” he said silkily. “Who’s the little witch?”
“That’s Tara” Angel answered. “She’s Willow’s girlfriend.”
“Girlfriend?” Angelus shouted before he began to laugh. “Red has a girlfriend. Very interesting. You must hate me.”
“N…No” Tara stuttered. “I just want her back safe and sound.”
“Me too” Angelus said, licking his lips. “She’s just delicious, isn’t she?”
Tara didn’t like what he was implying and the way he was looking at her. “What do you mean?”
“And the little noises she makes when she’s frustrated are delightful.”
He was quickly upsetting the young witch and making Wesley increasingly more uncomfortable.
“Shut up, Angelus!” Angel growled.
“I love it when she screams my name as she cums, and the look on her face is priceless” Angelus said as he moaned slightly at the memory. “My favorite is the way she squeezes my cock inside her as she cums. What about you, Tara?” He looked at her with a look of disappointment on his face. “Oh that’s right. You wouldn’t know about that, would you?”
Wesley leaned forward and pushed the crossbow he was holding into Angel’s chest. “I would shut up right now, if I were you.”
Tara walked up to the former watcher and gently pushed him aside. She slowly leaned close into Angel’s face and softly said, “You don’t know anything.”
“Really?” Angelus whispered back, smiling deviously.
Tara pulled herself up to her full height and harshly slapped Angelus in the face. He just chuckled at her as she turned around and made her way into the kitchen.
“You’re an asshole” Angel whispered to his demon.
“Yes we are” his counterpart whispered back.
~Part: 46~
Giles looked down at his watch. <It’s been 15 minutes> he thought. <That should be long enough.> He quickly stood up and looked at the others in the room with him. “I think that’s long enough” he started. “Let’s go and get them out of there.”
Slowly, Buffy, Xander and Anya all got up and headed downstairs to take their friend home. When Giles got near the bottom of the stairway he began to talk loudly to warn Willow and Spike that they were about to receive visitors.
“Yes, well, I think they should be ready by now” he said loudly, slowly peeking his head out of the shadows and into the room where the two missing people were.
“Come on down, Giles” Willow called out, still embarrassed by being walked in on by her friends. She and Spike were laying side by side on the bed and Willow was curled up next to Spike, trying her best to cover herself. Spike, of course, didn’t care if the group saw him naked and just lay back on the bed, enjoying the contact of the warm redhead next to him.
“It’s about damn time” Spike grumbled. “I said 5 minutes; you didn’t have to take all bloody night.”
“Sorry to keep you waiting, Spike” Buffy spat sarcastically as she walked into the room. “But you did throw us out, remember?”
“Well, Red here is ready to get gone, so let’s get moving.” Spike had mixed feelings about leaving. He and Willow had been trapped here for several days and he felt closer to her than he had felt to anyone. He knew that if they left this room, things would have to go back to the way they were before. He would miss her, but he wouldn’t let her know it.
Determined to get her friend out of this awful room, Buffy quickly walked over to the bed and grabbed the chain that connected the two captives. She pulled harshly on the chain trying to pull the ring out of the wall.
“Stupid bint!” Spike yelled at her. “Don’t you think I tried that already? I do have vampire strength, you know.”
“Just thought I’d try” Buffy pouted. That gave Spike a small sense of satisfaction. “Did Angelus tell you where to find the key?” she asked her watcher.
“Yes” Giles replied, slowly making his way over to the trunk at the end of the bed. “It should be in this trunk, so we’ll have you out of here in no time.” He looked up and smiled at the redhead quickly before looking back down at the floor. Her nakedness was a little much for the watcher. She was quite stunning.
As he reached down to unhook the latch that held the trunk closed, he felt someone come stand behind him. When he opened the lid, he heard Xander take in a deep breath in awe. The boy reached around the Englishman and picked up a particular nasty looking implement. “What’s this for?” he asked as he turned the metal object around in his hands.
“Trust me, you don’t want to know” Spike chuckled from his spot on the bed.
Xander turned and looked at Giles who had turned several shades paler when he looked at the object on display. The boy quickly dropped the offending object back into the trunk and walked back to where his girlfriend was standing.
Giles quickly searched the trunk for the key Angelus assured him would release the two prisoners. Suddenly, he found the small piece of metal in the lid of the trunk and quickly pulled it out and handed it to Buffy so she could release Willow and Spike.
After removing their shackles, Spike and Willow slowly rubbed their sore wrists and tried to move off the bed. Buffy looked away from their nakedness and asked, “Do you know what they did with your clothes?”
“Found them!” Anya shouted from the corner of the room. She was pulling different articles of clothing out of a small cardboard box. The others came over and gathered up the clothes and Buffy then handed them to the two naked people.
Willow and Spike began to pull on the dirty clothing they had been wearing the day they had been captured. Spikes t-shirt had apparently been cut off, so he just pulled on the red shirt he had been wearing without the t-shirt. Somehow, putting these old clothes on made Willow feel grimy. She suddenly realized she desperately needed a shower.
Once they were both dressed, Giles said, “Let’s go, shall we? We need to get back to the apartment and decide what to do with Angel…um, Angelus.”
They started to make their way upstairs, with Willow and Spike taking up the rear. Before he started to walk up the stairs, Spike turned around and stared longingly at the room he had been held captive in for the last several days. He looked over at the bed and thought of the lovely redhead he had made love to for hours on that very bed. He remembered how his sire had tied him to the bedpost and beat him and then loved him. He knew that he would have to leave all of that behind in this room, and that thought saddened him. But there was nothing he could do; it was time to return to the real world.
“Spike?” Willow’s questioning voice broke him out of his mental brooding. “Are you coming?” Spike turned to see the redhead smiling down at him lovingly from the stairway. She held out her hand to him and he slowly took it in his own. He smiled back at her, though it never reached his eyes.
<He’s sad> she realized. <Why?>
~Part: 47~
As the group made their way outside, Willow stopped to take a deep breath of the fresh air she had been denied for several days. It felt good to be outside again. She squeezed Spike’s hand which she still held onto tightly.
They all piled into the car to head back to Giles’ apartment. They were a little cramped, so Willow sat on Spike’s lap. Buffy didn’t seem too comfortable with the arrangement, but she kept her mouth shut about the situation. As they began to head over to the watcher’s apartment, Willow decided to ask for a favor.
“Do you think we could stop over at my parent’s house before going over to the apartment?” she asked. “I really need a shower and these clothes are kind of grimy. It will just take a few minutes, I promise.”
“Certainly, Willow” Giles replied. “Just as long as we can get back to the apartment quickly. We really need to decide what to do.”
They pulled up to the house and piled out. Once inside, Willow quickly went upstairs and headed for the bathroom. Once she was undressed and standing under the warm spray, she felt her muscles slowly start to relax. She didn’t realize how sticky she felt until she began to wash her delicate skin. She wished she could stay in the shower, but she knew that they had things to do and the water would eventually turn cold, so she reluctantly turned off the water and stepped out the shower. After drying herself off, she made her way to her bedroom and tried to decide what to wear. She ruled out jeans, because the mark on her back was still tender, so she pulled out a delicate sundress that wouldn’t rub her mark.
<My mark> she thought. <No, not my mark. His mark.> She lowered the towel she had wrapped around her body and looked at the large scab on her back. Even through the scab, it was easy to see the pattern that Angelus had put on her. Somehow, this didn’t make her mad. She actually thought it was sort of romantic, in a psychopathic sort of way. She dropped the towel all the way to look at herself. She had never really looked at herself before. She reached up and began to rub a single finger over the bite mark on her neck. At the friction of her fingers against the scar, Willow shuttered. <Would it do that every time?> she wondered.
She was pulled out of her evaluation of her body by a small knock on her door.
“Willow, luv? Are you alright in there?” Spike called gently from the other side of the door. They had heard Willow turn off the shower, but she seemed to be taking her time getting ready and Giles was getting snippy about getting back to the apartment.
“Yeah, Spike” she answered through the closed door, grabbing the dress and pulling to over her head. “I’ll be right down.” She decided to forgo underwear because of the mark and she quickly brushed out her hair and put on just a touch of makeup. She pulled on a pair of sandals and headed downstairs to let her friends know she was alright.
When Spike saw her coming down the stairs, he thought his heart would have stopped if could still beat. She was wearing a short, thin strapped sundress that clung to her in all the right spots. She was truly a sight to behold. He didn’t know how he was going to be able to be around her and not touch her. Right now, all he wanted to do was throw her down on the couch and take her in front of all her friends.
Willow stopped at the bottom of the stairs and smiled as she saw the way Spike was looking at her. He looked like he might pounce on her at any minute. She turned toward her friends and said, “Ok, ready when you are.”
They all headed to the car and Willow again climbed onto Spike’s lap. As he put his arm around her waist to hold onto her, he realized that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. He leaned in to Willow and whispered delicately in her ear, “No panties, eh luv. Are you trying to seduce me?”
Willow only giggled and smacked Spike on the shoulder playfully. Once she had stopped laughing, she asked, “So, is anyone going to tell me what has been going on, or do I have to guess?”
~Part: 48~
Angel sat in silence waiting for the others to return. Buffy had called from Willow’s house to tell Wesley that they had found Spike and Willow and they were fine. Willow just wanted to shower and then they would be right over. Angel was extremely nervous about having to face Spike and Willow. He really didn’t know what his other half had done to them, but he was afraid to face them.
Angelus couldn’t wait to see them again. He wanted to see what their reactions would be. He had claimed them and now they belonged to him. Nothing these people would do would be able to keep him from what belonged to him. Nothing.
Soon enough, they had returned. Giles, Buffy, Xander and Anya came in first, followed by Spike and then Willow. As Willow walked through the door, Tara jumped up and ran to embrace her girlfriend. “Willow, I’m so glad you are alright!” she exclaimed.
Willow hugged Tara back. As she did, she looked over the girl’s shoulder and spotted the vampire tied to the chair. Angelus winked at her as he licked his lips suggestively. Willow shuttered at the hungry look in his eye. What was she going to do?
Willow slowly pulled away from the embrace and walked over to where the restrained vampire was sitting. Spike was already standing before his sire, looking at him curiously. Once Willow came to stand by his side, Spike reached out and grasped her fingers in his own.
“Is it really the both of you?” Willow asked the vampire.
“Yes” Angel answered. “Wesley hypnotized us and now we are both conscious.”
“Is it weird?” she asked.
“Very, little one” Angelus purred, making Willow shutter.
“What are we going to do with…them?” she asked the group around them.
“We haven’t figured that part out yet” Wesley started. “I suppose we could just reverse the hypnotic suggestion, but then we will have to wait for the potion to completely wear off so that Angelus won’t be able to take control.”
“Won’t matter, Pryce” Angelus growled out. “No matter what you do, I will find a way out. They belong to me now and I will never let them go.”
“He’s right” Spike whispered looking down at his sire, knowing what he said was true. “He won’t let us go. He’ll get out, I know it.”
“Then what are we going to do?” Giles asked. They couldn’t leave him like this, but if they tried to suppress the demon again, he might try something even more desperate to get out next time. They were at a crossroads with no easy answer.
Suddenly, Willow spoke up. “Actually, I might have an idea.”
~Part: 49~
“Ok Willow, spill” Buffy said, coming to stand next to her friend. “What’ve you got?”
“Well” Willow started tentatively. “After Angel left after graduation, I started looking for a way to make his soul permanent, but I never found a spell that I thought might work. Then college started and the idea kinda fell to the wayside.” She looked at the dark vampire sadly and whispered, “Sorry Angel.”
“No problem, Willow” Angel replied. “I understand.”
“Anyway” the redhead continued. “Then when Spike got chipped, I thought I would see if there was anyway to remove it, you know, magically.”
“Remove it!” Buffy yelled. “Why would you want to do that?”
Willow turned from her spot in front of the restrained vampire and replied, “Because it’s mean and horrible. You saw him when he first came here. He was so sad and it hurt me to think that he couldn’t be who he really was. It’s not fair.” In a quieter voice, she added, “I was just trying to help.”
Spike lightly squeezed her small hand and smiled at her. “Thanks, Red” he whispered.
“I didn’t find anything I thought would really work” the young witch continued. “But then one day I found something that I thought might be able to help Angel.” She turned back towards the dark vampire and smiled down at him, hoping he would understand what she was about to explain. “It’s sort of a reconciliation spell. It creates a balance in the one its cast on. It’s actually a simple spell. Normally it would be used on a witch or other magical creature to help to restore the balance between good and evil when there has been an imbalance.”
“And how do you think it will work on Angel?” Wesley asked. He had also been looking for a spell to help his friend, but so far had come up empty handed. This was an idea he had not considered before.
“Well, it would put both Angel and Angelus at the same level, so to speak. That way, neither one of them would be the dominant one in the body. The soul would temper the demon’s darker desires and the demon might help the soul not be so broody.” She looked into the chocolate eyes of her friend and said, “Think about it. You’ve been acting strange and so has Angelus. He was almost…”
“Loving” Spike filled in when she paused.
“Yeah, loving or gentle. That’s not Angelus, that’s you. I think that the longer Angelus came out, the more you two had an influence on each other. This spell would do the same thing.”
“Why didn’t you mention this before, Willow?” Giles asked from behind her. This was very interesting, indeed.
She turned to face her friends. “I didn’t think anyone would go for it. I mean, it would make Angel and Angelus the same person. But I know this will work. And then we don’t have to worry about Angelus getting loose because he’s already in control, so to speak.”
This was beginning to make sense. Angel wasn’t too sure about it, but if it meant that he wouldn’t have to be afraid of being happy, then it was worth a shot. There would no longer be two people sharing a body; they would become a single personality. Still, it made him a little nervous. “Are you sure about this Willow? I don’t know about letting the demon into my personality. What if he wants to do things I don’t want to do?”
“That’s the best part” she replied, smiling down at Angel. “He can’t do things you don’t want him to because he will be a part of you.”
“Besides, I’m not asking for much” Angelus spoke up. “All I want is a good spot of violence and some sex every once in a while. This guy won’t even palm himself without brooding for a week, for Christ’s sake. Oh, and some decent blood, none of that animal crap.”
Willow rolled her eyes as she turned to face the group to discuss their options.
***
After several hours arguing, it was decided that they would try the reconciliation spell. Willow, Tara, Giles and Wesley set about collecting the supplies needed and constructing the proper area. Once everything was ready, they began the spell. Willow was right; it was fairly simple and seemed to go off without a hitch. Now all they had to do was wait and see.
~Part: 50~
Two days later things appeared to be going quite well. The group had decided to keep Angel tied up for a few days, just to make sure that Angelus wasn’t going to try anything. He could be a very patient man and the group didn’t want to take any chances.
Angel was getting used to the new situation inside of him. He felt different. For the first time in almost a century he didn’t feel a battle going on inside of him. Normally, the demon and soul would battle for dominance but this was different. Sometimes, he would say things that Angel would not say, but overall it was a good feeling. He laughed and expressed his remorse over the things he did to his friends. Once the spell was done, all the memories between the two were shared and Angel understood all the things that Angelus had done to Willow and Spike. Oddly, one of his greatest desires was to see the marks he put on them.
“Sure, mate” Spike had agreed easily when Angel made the request, quickly unbuckling his belt and undoing his jeans to show his sire the mark he had put there. Angel didn’t know what to do. At first, he wanted to cry for hurting his childe so, but then he had an incredible urge to lick it and then take Spike until he cried for mercy. <This is definitely going to take some getting used to.> the dark vampire thought.
But two days had passed and it was obvious to the group that the spell had worked and the soul and demon were suitably working together in Angel’s body, so they decided to release him. As he and Wesley began to prepare to return to LA, a terrible feeling hit Angel. Could he leave Willow and Spike here in Sunnydale? He knew that he didn’t belong here, but would they go willingly to LA? They hadn’t had the chance to talk in private since the spell, and Angel decided he needed to get things out in the open before he left.
“Do you guys mind if I had a word in private with Willow and Spike for a minute, please?” he asked once he finished helping Wesley pack.
“Certainly” Giles replied. “You can use the spare room and we’ll all go outside and say goodbye to Wesley.” He turned and ushered the others out of the small room.
It felt a little odd for the three people to be alone together again. As Angel quietly shut the door, Spike sat down on the bed and rolled his eyes. “You’re not going to start with the pity party, are you now mate?”
“Stop calling me that” Angel growled out. “I am your sire and I deserve some respect.”
Both Willow and Spike jumped at the demanding tone in the dark vampire’s voice, but Angel quickly assured them everything was alright. “I’m sorry. This is all just so new to me. It’s hard to get used to all these feelings.”
“It’s alright Angel” Willow whispered from the other side of the room. Her heart was beating so hard in her chest, but she didn’t know if she was scared or excited being in the room with the two gorgeous vampires.
Angel decided it would be best to just come right out and say what he was thinking. “What are we going to do?” he asked. “I don’t want to leave you two here, but I don’t know if I have the right to ask you to come with me.”
Willow and Spike were in shock. This was not what either one of them expected to come from him. They thought he might ask their forgiveness, again, or ask them to forget the whole thing, but instead he was admitting that he still wanted them.
“I…I can’t go with you Angel” Willow finally spoke after the long silence that had consumed the room. “I have Tara and school starts in like 8 weeks. All my friends are here. My life is here.” She felt the beginning of tears start in her green eyes as she turned her head down toward the floor.
Angel felt his heart sink. He knew it was too much to ask for her to come with him, but he still felt as though his heart was breaking in two.
Spike simply snorted and said, “Can’t go. Got too much here. Besides, we’d be at each other throats in no time.” He stole a glance at his sire to test his reaction. Seeing the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes, Spike quickly turned his attention to his freshly painted fingernails and added, “Besides, that whole lot down there hates me, remember?”
“Yeah” Angel replied softly. “I just had to ask. I’d be kicking myself all the way home if I didn’t.” He looked at the two people he wanted most in the world for a moment and thought it might kill him to leave them. “I guess I’d better be going then” he whispered as he slowly made his way to the door. Spike and Willow just looked at each other and then followed him out of the room to go outside and talk to the others.
Once Wesley had all his bags in his car and pulled away to get back to LA, Angel went to say goodbye to the Sunnydale crew. He hugged Buffy and spoke briefly with Xander and Giles. He apologized to Tara for his earlier behavior, which she readily accepted. Finally, it was time to say goodbye to Spike and Willow. He walked up to Willow and smiled down at her. He wanted to say he was sorry for everything, but honestly, he wasn’t. He had enjoyed everything he had done to her, but he would not make her leave against her will. They stared at each other for a long time, until Willow reached up to hug the man before her. He greedily took her into his arms and held her tight. He buried his nose in her hair and inhaled deeply, trying to memorize her scent. When he pulled away, they both had tears in their eyes again. He reached over and absentmindedly began to finger the claim on her neck.
“I’ll miss you, little one” he whispered as she nuzzled into his caress. “You know where I am if you need me.”
“Yeah” she whispered though the sound was broken with her tears.
Next he turned to Spike who was standing stoically waiting for all this to be over. Angel reached over and took the ever present cigarette from Spike’s mouth, took a long drag and then flicked it out into the street. The blonde vampire looked up at his sire in surprise. Then Angel reached out with vampiric speed and grabbed his childe by the back of the neck and brought him into a bruising kiss.
“You’re mine, me boy” he whispered tenderly in the blonde’s ear after breaking the kiss. “Always. Don’t forget it.”
“Right” was all Spike could say back.
Deciding he was done, Angel jumped into his car and quickly pulled away. He knew that if he didn’t get away now, he would never be able to leave them there. As he sped away, he let the tears that had been threatening to fall come unhindered. Suddenly, he never felt so alone.
~Epilogue~
Six weeks. It had been six weeks since Angel had left Sunnydale and he was still getting used to his new situation. This new combination of his personalities had definitely taken some getting used to.
For a while, he wondered what to call himself. He certainly didn’t feel like the Angel he had been previously, but he definitely wasn’t Angelus. He thought about going by Liam, but Cordelia decided that was just too confusing, so he was stuck with Angel.
The Angel Investigations crew thought that in some ways the change was an improvement. Loren had confirmed that both the soul and demon were present in the boss now and things went about like they had before. Except for the dreams.
Several times at night, Angel would wake up from his dreams crying out for the two lovers he left behind. He would dream about their time together in Sunnydale and wake to find himself alone again. It was almost as bad as the time he had spent in hell.
He had been awakened again by a particular bad dream that he was having recently. In it, Willow and Spike were together in Sunnydale without him. They were laughing at him, saying he was a freak and they would never be able to be with him because he wasn’t a real vampire and his claims meant nothing to them. He watched them make love in front of him and every time he tried to get close enough to touch them, they would disappear.
Wiping away the tears that were on his face, Angel decided that was enough torture for one night, so he got up to take a shower. Turning the water on hot, he slowly stepped under the water’s flow and let his mind drift. He pulled out the bottle of cinnamon shower gel he had bought and began to clean his tired body. The smell reminded him of Willow. He felt a slight cool breeze but took no notice of it. He thought he could smell Willow even stronger and brought his hands up to smell the gel.
Thinking of his little redhead, he reached out toward the foggy door and began to draw a picture of the witch’s face on the glass. Next to it, he began to put Spike next to her. It was almost as if he could smell him too. <Damn dreams> he thought. <Now they are making me smell things.>
Suddenly, he heard a small voice from behind him. “See, Spikey. I told you he missed us.”
Angel whipped around so fast he almost fell on the slippery surface. There, at the far end of the shower were the two people he wanted most in the world. At first, he didn’t believe that they were real. Too many dreams had teased him of something like this and he was mistrustful of the vision before him.
“It…it can’t be real” he whispered as he moved closer to the couple leaning against the far end of the shower. Spike had his back against the wall with Willow leaning against him with Spike’s arms wrapped tightly around her waist.
“Come and see for yourself” Willow tempted.
Angel reached out a shaking hand and gently touched the beautiful redhead before him. He completely expected her to vanish as soon as he made contact, but instead he was greeted by warm, soft flesh. He looked into her bright green eyes and saw the twinkle they held there. “What? Why?” he stuttered, completely in shock.
“Well, Angel” the redhead started, slowly moving toward the awed vampire. “It’s like this. Spike and I were going crazy in Sunnydale, weren’t we Spike?”
“Yeah, pet” the blonde replied, slowly moving to stand behind his sire.
“So we got to thinking and then got to talking and we decided that we couldn’t let you out of our lives so easily.” Willow and Spike had closed in on Angel and were now touching his aching body with their own. Willow reached over and grabbed the shower gel and poured a large amount into her hand before reaching around the dark vampire and handing the bottle to the smaller man behind him.
“Really?” Angel whispered, not wanting to break the spell the two were creating. <Are they seducing me?> he wondered. Soon all rational thought was forced from his mind as Willow reached out and began to stroke his throbbing erection with her soap covered hands.
“Yes, really” she continued. “So Spike and I started making some plans, didn’t we Spike?”
“Lovely plans, Red” came the voice behind Angel. He suddenly gasped as he felt Spike thrust a gel coated finger in his anus. These two were going to drive him crazy.
“What kind of plans?” he moaned as his two lovers began to move as one.
“Well, first I got transferred to USC starting this semester. They have a great arts and letters program that will let me concentrate on religions and the occult and computer sciences. Then, Spike and I got all our stuff taken care of in Sunnydale and called Cordelia to make sure we would be welcome here. She told us to hurry before you reverted back to your old broody boy ways. But now we only have one little problem left.”
“What’s that?” Angel hissed. Spike had added another finger to the torture on Angel’s aching hole. Soon, he was curling his fingers, stroking that special spot deep inside Angel’s body, making him shiver. Willow had increased her pumping of his cock and Angel knew that he wouldn’t be able to last much longer.
“We need to know if you still want us” she whispered as she pulled herself close to his slick body, teasingly rubbing her breasts against his abdomen and chest. “So, do you still want us Angel?”
The thought of having them here with him and the agony that their hands were causing him was completely overwhelming and Angel came on their hands hard, screaming, “Yes! Yes!”
Once he came down from his incredible orgasm, he heard Willow giggle as she said, “See Spike, I told you he wouldn’t tell us no. I think I should be the one to make all the plans from now on.”
“I agree” Angel said, between gasps of unneeded air. He felt weak from the strong orgasm but overjoyed that they were here with him like they belonged. Plus he was enjoying the feeling of four hands rinsing him clean of the gel they had used to seduce him.
“Hey!” Spike yelled, slapping Angel’s round buttock harshly. “You don’t like my plans?”
“Well, you have to admit” Angel said turning his head to look at his favorite childe. “Her plan was pretty damn good.”
“Yeah, well now that we are here, what are you going to do with us?” Willow asked with a devious smile on her face.
Angel mirrored her smile and without a word, bent down and swept her over his shoulder and walked out of the shower and headed towards the bedroom. Willow squealed at the treatment and laughed as Angel said to Spike, “Hurry up, boy and turn off the water. We’ve got weeks to catch up on here.”
Spike shook his head at his sire’s behavior. It was still hard for him to believe that this was the same man who turned him. <But it isn’t> he thought. This Angel was so different from either Angel or Angelus before. Spike reached over and slowly turned off the now cooling water and followed his sire and the witch into the bedroom.
As he made his way into the bedroom, he slowly glanced around the suite in awe. When he and the redhead had snuck through before, they were too nervous about the plan to look around. But now that he was standing there, he was amazed. The wall behind the bed and part of the wall in front of him was covered with pictures, all drawn by Angel. Some were of Willow and Spike alone and some were of them together. There were pictures of his torture and some of him in incredible pleasure. As he got closer, he saw pictures of just his hands or cock or face. There were a few whole body pictures and some pictures that were just abstractions of different pieces of him and Red.
<I guess he didn’t forget about us> he thought tenderly. He had been afraid that his sire had just left and forgot about him again, but this proved that idea completely wrong. He was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of Willow moaning in ecstasy.
He turned to look at the bed where his sire and Willow were. She was laying on her back with Angel licking her warm core. Angel lifted his head and smiled at the blonde. “Are you going to join us, childe?”
Spike climbed on the bed, excited to start the beginning of a new life and family with the two people he held dearest in the world. Looking at the two loves of his undead life he whispered, “Forever.”
~The End~