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 6


Buffy awoke a couple hours later to the feeling of Angel's fingers tracing little heart patterns on her back.

She sighed happily and rolled onto her side to face him. "Mmmm... hi"

"Hi," he replied, with a quick kiss.

"Now, aren't you glad you listened to me?" Buffy asked running her hands up his arm.

Angel buried his head against her shoulder. "I was such an idiot."

"Yep," Buffy giggled. "No arguments here."

"Hey," Angel protested, grabbing his pillow and gently hitting her with it.

Squealing, Buffy grabbed her pillow and hit him back. They continued back and forth until the pillows exploded, raining soft feathers on them. They collasped in a fit of laughter.

Angel rolled on top of her. "I love you. I'm sorry... about everything."

"I know. Me too," she whispered. "I love you, too." She pulled his down for a sweet kiss. "What time is it?"

"3:30. We've got an hour and a half until Cordelia and Willow said they'ed be back." Angel leaned down to kiss her again.

She rolled out from under him just as his lips hit hers. "Good. I need a shower." She paused. "Care to join me?" she asked suggestively. "You could help me wash my back."

Willow and Cordelia walked down the stairs to Angel's apartment just after five o'clock. Their arms were filled with shopping bags, most of which belonged to Cordelia. After they ate lunch she had insisted on shopping to keep her mind of Doyle.

"I don't hear any screaming," Willow commented. "Is that good or bad?"

"I don't know." They walked into the living and Cordelia spotted the hand cuffs on the floor next to the couch. She walked over and picked them up. "I'd say good."

"Where are they?" Willow asked.

"Three guesses," Cordelia said, stalking over to Angel's bedroom door. "I know you guys are in there. You'd better be decent 'cause I'm coming in."

She threw open the door and stomped into the room with her hands over her eyes.

"Cordelia, you can take your hands off your eyes," Buffy assured her.

Cordelia peeked between her finngers to make sure she was telling the truth. She saw Buffy standing at the foot of the bed, wearing Angel's bathrobe, her hair wrapped turban stlye in a towel, rumaging through a bag for clothes. Angel was standing in front of the closet, wearing a pair of black jeans, looking for a shirt.

"Good," she replied in relief. "I was just making sure you two weren't still screwing. We've got work to do."

Cordelia left them to dress and went to join Willow in the living room. A few mintues later Buffy and Angel joined them.

Angel sat in his leather armchair. Buffy sat down on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck as he wrapped his around her waist.

"Okay, so here's the plan," Cordelia started as Willow began pulling candles and herbs out of one of the shopping bags.

"We have a plan?" Buffy asked.

"I-" she was cut off by Willow clearing her throat. "Willow," Cordelia corrected herself, "thought of a it while we were eating."

"We're going to do a duplicating spell. Make a fake double of the ring," Willow explained.

"Are you sure that'll work?" Angel asked.

"Pretty sure. Spike shouldn't be able to tell the difference, until he tries to use it, that is."

"Beside, if something does go wrong, we'll be there as back up." Cordelia put her hands on her hips. "I'll kick his ass."

Angel smirked and Buffy coughed to cover a laugh.

"What? You don't think I can do it?"

"Of course, you could, Cordy," Buffy lied.

"Okay, I'm all sat up," Willow said. "Angel, can I see the ring?"

"Do you see them?" Cordelia asked Buffy who was peeking around the side of the building they were hiding behind. "Can you see Doyle? Does he look okay?"

"Yes, I see them. And Doyle looks fine." Buffy turned to Angel. "Have you got the fake?"

Angel pulled it out of his pocket. "Right here."

"Good." Buffy stepped on tip-toe and gave him a soft kiss. "Be careful." She leaned her forehead against his.

"You know me," he replied placing a soft kiss on the tip of her nose.

"Yeah, that's exactly why I'm warning you. Now, get going." Buffy watched as he walked around the corner.

"You two are so cute," Cordelia said. "It makes me sick."

"Your just jealous." Willow told her.

"Damn straight."

Angel walked down the docks toward Spike. Two big vampires behind him were holding Dolye.

"Angel, man, 'bout time you showed up." Doyle drawled.

"You're late." Spike growled. "You got the ring?"

"Right here." Angel showed him the fake ring. "Let Doyle go and I'll give it to you."

"I'm not stupid. The ring first, then you can have your little friend," Spike argued.

"Angel, man, don't give it to him."

Angel ignored him and handed the ring to Spike. He took it and slipped it on his finger. He motioned for the two vamps to let Doyle go. They shoved him toward Angel.

Doyle stumbled and almost fell face first but Angel caught him. "Now, if you don't mind we'll be leaving."

They turned and started to walk away. When they were out of hearing range, Spike turned to the two guys, "Kill 'em."

"What were you thinking?" Doyle demanded. "Just giving him the ring?"

"I didn't give him the ring. That was a fake. Buffy's holding the real one."

"I noticed you were missing an attachment." Doyle said. "I take it you and the slayer worked things out."

Angel nodded and they walked around the corner of the building that Buffy, Willow and Cordelia were hiding behind.

"Doyle!" Cordelia shouted, throwing her arms around him. He was shocked at first but then hugged her back.

"How many did he send after you?" Buffy asked, handing Angel a stake.

"Only two. I think."

"Let's go dust those guys, then we," buffy pointed at herself, then at Angel with the stake, "have lots of lost time to make up for, buddy."

"I'm looking forward to it," Angel smirked




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