Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Six

 

 

 

When my plane landed the first thing I did was rent a cute little bungalow down on the beach.  The house had one huge bedroom with a patio that opened up to the beach a small kitchen, because god knows I don’t cook, a living room and the most amazing bathroom, it has this huge tub, big enough for two, with lots of room to spare!  Yeah me I foresee many happy moments in that tub.

 

After I unpacked I decided to do a little shopping.  I found the nearest Fredrick’s of Hollywood, because one most have the appropriate lingerie. And then went leather shopping because a girl can never have too much leather.  Then I picked up a few things for the fridge, you know, strawberries, champagne, chocolate and peanut butter and of course mint chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and a can, ok a case, of whip cream.  Purely essentials mind you.

 

As the day slipped into night I decided to do a little recon.  So I put on my new pair of black leather pants, a black halter-top, my new pair of black stiletto boots, donned my black leather jacket and headed out to do a little hunting.  I was a little restless I hadn’t done much hunting in Europe and found the idea of a good ass kicking really had my blood pumping so I headed for the nearest cemetery with the hopes of getting in a few good kills.

 

As I was strolling along through one of the many cemeteries in LA I heard talking and felt a distinct tingle in my belly.  I jumped up the nearest tree and waited for them to pass me.  Just my luck, would you believe I chose the cemetery that already had a slayer in it and a souled vamp?  So I sat there perched high upon my tree and listened.

 

“Well it’s your own fault.”  “How do you figure that pet.”  Faith stopped and turned to Spike, “well if you weren’t always on his case with those asinine things that just never seem to stop running out of your mouth, then maybe he wouldn’t brood so much.”  Spike laughed “Ha yeah right, love he is the king of brooding always has been and always will be, nothing I say or anyone else for that matter will change that fact.”  

 

Faith looked away longingly, “Well there is one person.”  Spike turned and started walking away from her “Yeah right, well she’s not here now is she?”  Faith followed him “and that bothers you doesn’t it?”  “You still love her?”  Spike stopped and slowly turned around to face Faith they were practically nose-to-nose “She is my friend and I worry about her too, do I love her yes, I do.  Do I wish she were here?  Yes I do, but not for the reasons you think.”

 

 Faith tilted her head and looked at him like she was trying to decide what to say next.  “So tell me, what are the reasons?”  Spike just looked at her and leaned in a little more “my reasons are simple I owe a great deal to her and I want her to have what she’s always wanted, what will make her happy.”  “And what’s that, you?”  “Hmpf, me, what am I?  I’m her friend Faith and that’s it.  The bint wants what she’s always wanted, even when she was with me.  Angel.”

 

“Does that bother you?”  Faith asked quietly.   Spike suddenly grabbed her by the shoulders and leaned in closer “the only thing that bothers me is that she’s out there alone with no one to watch her back and probably not very happy.”  “But that’s what she wanted. She wanted to be alone or she wouldn’t have left.  She had her reasons Spike and I don’t hold that against her.  In fact, I hope she’s having the best time of her life because she deserves it.”  

 

Spike didn’t say anything but he got the gleam in his eye, I know that gleam very well, unfortunately for Faith I don’t think she recognized it  “And what about you pet?  What do you deserve?”  Faith struggled to get out of his grasp and choked out “Me?  I don’t deserve anything I’m no one.”  “Now, now I disagree with you love you are someone.  Your fighting your way back just like I am, you and me we have a lot in common, two sides of the same coin, if you ask me.”  They just stood there staring at each other and slowly Spike leaned in at the same time Faith did and their lips met.  

 

Then they starting sucking face like they couldn’t get enough of each other.  Then just as suddenly it stopped.  Spike was touching Faith’s face so tenderly and her eyes were closed “you know we should go out sometime, you and me.” Faith laughed “What a date?”  “Yeah why not, I really like you you’re sexy as hell and I think we could help each other.”  Faith smirked “really, help each other?”  Spike leered “Yeah”.  They turned with their arms wrapped around each other and started to walk out of the cemetery.  “What is it with souled vamps and slayers?” Faith asked, “I don’t know pet, maybe it’s the whole forbidden thing.”

 

As they rounded the corner I jumped down and landed on a fresh grave where a new vamp was just rising. I helped him out, because I’m a helpful kind of person then staked him.   “Well isn’t this interesting, my sister slayer and Spike.  I always knew those two would be perfect together.”  I dusted the vamp dust off my new jacket and started back into the cemetery to do another sweep.

 

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Wolfram and Hart

 

“Angel, are you okay you’ve been like mister distant guy now for like weeks.”  “Sorry Fred I’ve got some things on my mind.”  “Yeah well when you get a chance if you could look over this report I did on the latest werewolf incident I would appreciate it.”  “Yeah, no problem. “ “Thanks” Fred walked out and I just stared at the report on my desk.  

 

God I really did not want to be here, ever since I sent my letter to Buffy I’d been on edge and with every day that passed and no word from her I grew worried.  All right down right scared.  I mean what if I said too much or maybe I didn’t say enough, or maybe I didn’t say the right things.  God I don’t know anymore.  I’m too restless and being cooped up in this shitty place wasn’t helping any.  So I decided some much needed killing had to be done.  I grabbed my coat and headed down to the garage.  I’ll just do a few good old sweeps in the cemeteries and maybe I’ll feel better.  As I neared the parking garage I heard some noises that distinctly sounded like someone was having a very good time.  

 

I rounded the corner and there on the hood of mint 69 Charger was Spike and Faith no less and they weren’t checking my oil.  “Hmpf, excuse me can’t you guys find a room or something, do you now what this car costs?”  Spike turned and looked at him “Oh sod off peaches, just because you’re not getting any doesn’t mean the rest of us have to be shag free.”  Faith hit him on the head “Spike shut up and get off me.”  She got up and started straightening her clothes “Sorry Big Guy you know how it goes”  “No love he doesn’t didn’t you just hear what I said?”  She whacked him again “Come on we’ll go to my place.”  They started to walk away arm and arm, “Night peaches sweet dreams”  

 

Who would have figured Spike and Faith well they’re good for each other, they have a lot in common.  “What is with souled vamps and slayers anyway? Must be the whole forbidden thing.”

 

I was walking along through the cemetery thinking again about how much of a fool I was when I ran into four vamps that had a girl cornered. “Hey fellas you know the cemetery closes after dark” The lead vamp turned too me “Angelus, what are you doing here, don’t you have an evil law firm to run?”  The rest of them started to box me in oh good a clean fight just what I needed, I really liked the odds. “Yeah well you know sometimes you just got to get out into the world and relive the old days!  I’m just so sentimental that way.”  The lead vamp snarled at me and the games began.  

 

I was nearing the mausoleum when I heard the sounds of a fight, I thought Spike and Faith had cornered some vamps so I thought to watch just to make sure they were ok when I rounded the tree and saw the most beautiful thing I hadn’t seen in years.  There was my honey soundly kicking the shit out of four vamps. God did he always look that good.  He was such an amazing fighter better then when we used to patrol.  Every move was lethal but graceful and perfectly timed, mmmm…beautiful.  I just stood there and watched totally and completely enthralled that I almost missed the fifth vamp that came out of nowhere and was about to stake my dessert for the evening.

 

Damn this vamps are pretty tough, not fledglings. I just got done doing a perfect roundhouse kick to the head of one of them when I got this tingling sensation in the pit of my stomach and ran all the way to my cock.  My cock, what the hell is wrong with me, I really am a sad excuse of a man.  I usually only got the feeling when…”Buffy.”

 

Buffy came out of nowhere, along with that fifth vamp I didn’t even know was there.  She grabbed him by the back of his head and said “Sorry buddy no one stakes my hubby but me.”  Then there was dust everywhere.  Wait…did she just say hubby?  Oh shit, I think I’m going to be in trouble but my god she’s beautiful and is that what she’s patrolling in?  What did she paint those pants on?  And what the hell is she doing patrolling in that top that she is clearly not wearing anything on underneath.  Absolutely stunning and the sexiest woman I have ever seen.  There goes that twitch again.  All I could do was watch as she slowly turns and starts to saunter over to me, swinging those delicious hips back and forth.  “Buffy”

 

God there it is my name off those lips is the sweetest sound I have heard.  It just turns me into a puddle of mush.  But no there can be no mush, not yet at least, because there are some things that need to be discussed first.  “Angel”

 

Oh god, I’m going to come right here and now.  I love the way she says my name like a caress that just washes over my whole body, and she’s still walking, no slinking, over to me.

 

I stop about a foot in front of him my hands are just twitching to grab him and kiss him but first things first.  “So I was walking down the street in Galway getting ready to come home when I passed this jewelry shop.”  I start to walk around him very slowly, looking him up and down, damn what a fine ass my man has.  “Ah…yeah..” He’s clearly confused and doesn’t know what to say.  But his eyes are following me everywhere from the tip of my stilettos to the top of my head and have turned a beautiful passion black.  “Mmmm yeah and I see this gorgeous set of claddagh rings.”  He clears his throat “Ah Buf..” he starts to say I smack him on his ass and walk around to the front of him. His eyes darken a little more. Oh I guess my honey doesn’t like to be spanked or maybe he does and that’s why his eyes turned even blacker with lust.  

 

“Yea so I go into the shop thinking you know I’ll buy them because they were really nice and I lost mine years ago.  When the lovely lady at the counter starts to tell me all about these rings and how two people in love would exchange them as wedding bands and then consummate their union.”  He’s looking at the ground now clearly at a loss as to what to say.  

 

I take pity on him and step right up to him and tilt his head to look at me “is it true?  Is that what it means to you?”  

 

He stares at me, no he’s staring right into my soul, “Yes”.  Simple and to the point, well my scrumdidiliumscious was never much for words.  Now I don’t know what to say because I’m lost in the love and passion I see in his eyes.  He lifts his hand like he was about to caress my face I step back.  No, no touching yet sexy.  One of his eyebrows lifts and he’s waiting for me to say something.  

 

“You never said anything.  After all this time, all that we’ve been through and you never said anything.”  He takes a step closer “When should I have said it?  You know what happened after.”  I take a step back “Ha yeah after.  Tell me did Angelus know?”  He takes a step forward “Yes, why do you think he never killed you?”  I take a step back “Oh he could kill his family but not his wife?”  He takes a step closer.  “He loves you as much as I do that’s why he wanted to destroy the world, because you wouldn’t be his and he couldn’t kill you.”  He takes another step closer “and after what was the point in telling you, when we couldn’t even be together as man and wife”.  I take two steps back “So you leave your wife and encourage her to go out and fuck other men in the sunlight?”  He takes a step forward clearly pissed off and growling at me “I explained this to you already in my letter I won’t apologize for that.”

 

Okay now the growly thing he does god it makes me so wet and I know he knows because now he’s smirking that half little smile at me that makes me even wetter.  “Yes, you did and you don’t have to because I understand.”  He seems to relax a little bit at that.  I take a step closer “You know we are so much alike.  We both have had to give up so much to save the world.”  I take a step closer “We have sacrificed friends, family, love…” I take a step closer and lay my hand on his heart “life.”

 

I stand back and look up at his face and my fingers start a slow trail over his forehead, his eyes his lips.  I look deep into his eyes so he can feel what I’m saying “I’m so in love with you.”  “Mo Ioniunn” he whispers and then his lips are on mine and I feel all his love and pain in that kiss.  He moves his lips over my check and on to my ear where he starts to nibble.  His hands are holding my head then they start to slowly travel down my back, making small circles at the base of my spine, and then he cups my ass and pulls me closer to him so that I can feel how much he wants me.  I’m panting now like its my last dying breath, god he feels so good, more have to have more…no have to stick to the plan.

 

I step back from him and he looks at me like a little boy that lost his favorite toy. “What?” he asks breathlessly.  I hand him the small box that I had in my jacket pocket and start walking away from him.  “Where are you going?”  Oh so stern “Home.”   “Buffy come back here.”  Oh more stern and more angry.  “It’s been a long night Angel and I’m really tired, you know jet lag and all”.  He’s stalking towards me now growling with every step “So where’s home?”  “That’s for me to know and you to find out.  I mean, how hard can it be to track down your wife it’s not like you run an evil law firm or anything.” He growls out my name “Buffy?”  “Yes Angel” I say so sweetly.  “Baby, remember what I said in the letter?”  I turn to look at him over my shoulder giving him my sexiest smile “Yes honey I do but I think you have to catch me first in order to handcuff me.”  And with that I start running as if my life depends on, which I’m pretty sure it does considering the growling I can hear running behind me.  I bet he’s in full game face.

 

After twenty minutes of running after my mate I lost her, damn it, I forgotten how fast she runs.  Well I guess the cats out of the back now the one thing I didn’t tell her, okay I guess she’s a little pissed.  Great now I have to go home and take another cold shower.  But I’m determined that this will be the last one, ever.  Because when I get my hands on her oh, what’s the saying payback is a bitch.  So I scream at the top of my lungs into the dark night “You can run my little slayer but you can’t hide.”  I can hear her laughter through the night and it fills my soul with love and my pants with, well lets just say that they have just gotten even more uncomfortable.  God she’s incredible, my wife!

 

I look down at the box she gave me and I open it, and inside is a beautiful pair of claddagh rings.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Seven