Title: Chained To You
Author: Tracy G
Email: sissa_003@yahoo.com
Summary: Buffy and Willow visit Cordelia in LA.
Spoilers: None that I know of.
Disclaimer: Joss owns everything Buffy, I own the plot.
Notes: Doyle's in this. He's too cool not to be.
Notes 2: This takes place during a different time line. Everything that has happened on Buffy or Angel hasn't happened in this. Also I got the idea for this while I was watching an episode of Hercules.

Part Two


Cordelia peeked out the doors to make sure Buffy and Angel were gone. "They're gone," she called to Willow.

"Good." Willow sat one of her bags on Cordelia's desk and started pulling on herbs, candles, and magic books. "We need to hurry and get this done before they come back."

"What are you two up to?" Doyle asked crossing his arms over his chest.

"We've got a plan to get those two back together. You gonna help us or not?" Cordelia asked as she took candles and started placing them in a circle on the floor.

"What's in it for me?"

Cordelia walked over to him and whispered something in his ear. Doyle's eyes widened, "Toss me those candles."

Willow looked up from the magic book she was studying with a smirk. She grabbed the rest of the candles and tossed them to him.

"So, what exactly is the plan?" Doyle asked finishing the circle Cordelia had started.

Buffy drove her stake into the heart of the vampire she was fighting, the same time Angel dusted his. "I think they were the last. We should head back now."

"Not quite the last." A figure stepped out of the shadows.

"Spike," Buffy groaned.

"I see you didn't think much of the welcoming party I sent," he drawled.

"So you're the one who sent them."

"Yeah, they were supposed to kidnap you and your friends so I could blackmail Peaches here," he gestured to Angel, "into giving me the Gem of Amara. Good help is so hard to find."

"Gem of Amara? What's that?" Buffy asked looking at Angel.

"It's nothing," he lied. "You're not getting the gem."

"You mean, he never told you about the gem of Amara?" Spike laughed. "And here I thought that was why you were here."

"Would somebody please tell me what is it is?"

"Gladly," Spike said.

"Spike," Angel said in a warning voice.

"The gem, it protects any vampire wearing it from the sunlight, and from being killed." Spike looked at Angel with an evil grin. "It also protects against curses."

"What!" Buffy looked at Angel, betrayal written all over her face. "You knew this and never told me!"

"Buffy, I-" He took a step toward her.

She held up her hand and took and step back. "Don't. Just don't." She turned around and walked down the street towards Angel's office.

Angel grabbed Spike by the collar of his leather jacket. 'You are *not* getting that gem,' he hissed. "If you're smart you'll get the hell out of Los Angeles and forget about it!" He threw him to the ground and took off after Buffy.

"I'm not going anywhere, Angel," Spike yelled after him as he picked himself up off the ground. "And I will get that gem."

"They're almost here," Cordelia reported, walking back into the main office. "Buffy looks like she's majorly pissed off. Are you finished?"

"Yup," Willow said holding up a pair of handcuffs.

"I still don't understand-"

Doyle was cut off by Buffy stomping through the door, followed by Angel.

"Buffy, would you just listen to me," Angel pleaded.

Buffy whirled around. "Why should I? So you can lie to me? Again?"

Willow took they're arguing as the chance to put their plan into action. She walked up to them and clasped one end of the cuffs around Buffy's left wrist.

"No, because- Hey, what are you doing?" Angel asked as Willow clasped the other end around his right wrist.

"Cuffing you two together," Willow answered.

"Um, why?" Buffy asked annoyed. "You'd better have a key."

"Nope, you guys aren't getting out of those until you work things out and get back together," Cordelia told them.

"Doyle," Angel said looking at him. "Did-"

"Don't look at me," Doyle cut him off. "I had nothing to do with this."

"Aww. This is really sweet and all, but, uh," Buffy glared at Angel. "He's the last person I want to be chained to at the moment, " she hissed, pulling at the cuff around her wrist, trying to break it with her Slayer strength.

Willow noticed and said, "Don't bother trying to break them. They're cursed. They won't come off until you realized you belong together."

Cordelia grabbed her purse off her desk. "Well, our work here is done. We'll be going now."

Willow smiled at them and waved. "Bye-bye," she said picking up her bags and walking towards the door.

"Uh, wait. You can't leave," Buffy called desperately.

"Why not?"

"Because, uh... Spike! He's lurking about trying to get some gem that *somebody*," she glared at Angel, "never told me about."

Willow shot Cordelia a ‘what is she talking about' look and Cordelia shrugged.

"We'll be careful," Cordelia assured her.

"But, but..." Buffy sputtered.

"I guess I'm gonna head home, too," Doyle said following the girls out the door. "Have fun," he snickered.




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