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A City No More	By : littleleanne Category: BtVS Crossovers > Misc - General Views: 931 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title:A city no more

Author: Leanne

Summary: Set in episode “A girl in question”. This fic is a crossover of Resident evil and Ats/Btvs..I know that there is probably a fic out there with this nature crossing over with resident evil, but I just had to write this, You don’t need to watch the movie to read this, all you need to know is that the girl from it is Alice.

Category: Angel: The Series > AtS - Season Five - Characters: Angel, Buffy, Spike, Willow, Other

Rating: R

Genres: Adventure, Drama, Crossover, Angst - Warnings: Violence, Character Death

Chapters: 3

Word Count: 5876

Published: 04/24/2005

Updated: 11/09/2005 -

Completed: No

Disclaimers: I do not make any profit on these characters of Btvs, Ats, or Resident evil... they are not mine.

Dedication: This is dedicated to Marchelle. Sweetie, I miss you so much and I hope life is well. I just want you to know that I am always thinking of you. You are a wonderful friend and I love you dearly. I hope you enjoy this.

Characters: all characters of Btvs and Ats….Alice and the cast from Resident evil will be featured in this story at some point.

Rating: R- eventually NC-17

Authors notes: I know that there is probably a fic out there with this nature crossing over with resident evil, but I just had to write this, You don’t need to read the movie to read this, all you need to know is that the girl from it is Alice. I hope you all enjoy, please let me know if you like it, it helps me write.

Author’s notes 2: Thank you to Zo for looking this over for me, I love you dearly hun, Thank you!

Prologue: “A Fallen City”

***

Spike grumbled lightly and wiggled in his seat. Angel noticed and growled loudly at the younger vampire.

“Dammit Spike, can you not sit still for two seconds.”

“Sod off Angelus. You’re just jealous of what happened back there with Buffy and what Andrew said.” Spike snapped angrily and reached beside Angel snatching the peanuts and helping himself to them.

Angel snarled the thought of Spike touching his mate, made his blood boil. “That never came out of her mouth, William. She didn’t love you she loved the sex. The only reason she f**ked you was because you’re the only one that could keep up with her.” Angel mocked; a large grin crossed his face. He could not believe he just said that to Spike, but the prick deserved it.

“Fuck you…fuck…

“Excuse me gentlemen.”

Both men turned their heads to the soft voice whispering to them. Their gazes locked on the woman standing before them. She was beautiful, her hypnotic eyes tore into their souls and Spike cleared his throat, he licked his lips as his eyes scanned her luscious body. Angel noticed Spike’s reaction and he elbowed him in the ribs and stood up quickly.

“B…Buffy, w…what are you doing here? Angel questioned, a confused look crossing his features. “Is everything okay?” He asked again coming into closer contact with her. What was she doing there? He was a little worried about her appearance, but on the other, he was very happy to see her.

She smiled widely her white teeth sparkling under the florescent lights. She blushed under the two vampires erotic stares. “Hey” She greeted, taking a seat across from them and crossing her legs. A strand of blond hair fell in her eyes and she brushed it away quickly, her mossy stare watching them closely.

“I know you’re confused but I don’t have much time, we’re almost to our destination.” She paused taking a sip of her bottle of water. “Willow, she called me. She’s in danger.

Angel stiffened; his eyes narrowed slightly and glossed over. The intensity of his gaze made Buffy shiver.

“She went on a mission for me and she discovered more than we bargained for.”

Angel grew worried and moved his legs into the isle trying to get closer to her. “What kind of mission?” He asked.

Averting eye contact, Buffy peered out the window. “I sent her to see a gypsy.” Her voice was firm and she turned back to them, sadness crossing her face. “When Willow got there she found something quite odd. No one lived there anymore; it was as if everyone had vanished. After about two hours of searching the city, she found a girl. I…I’m not really sure on what really happened yet, all I know is that it has become a feeding zone for Zombies.”

Spike started to laugh and he ran his hand through his hair, an angry glare crossing his face. “So you’re sending us in there to get slaughtered, bloody hell slayer.”

Buffy looked shocked at Spike’s comment and became angry, her lip curving into a scowl. “Then don’t! Stay here. All I know is that they need me and I need you but whatever either way I’m going in there with or without you!”

“I’m coming.” Angel interrupted. Seeing the happiness in her beautiful orbs he continued, “When’s the last time you heard from Willow?”

Buffy sighed and leaned her head back against the seat, her eyes closing. “Yesterday, she was supposed to call me last night. I tried her cell phone b…but nothing.” Tears began to form in her eyes and Angel was instantly in front of her, he crouched down, his large hand cupping her cheek.

“Shh, Buffy its okay we’ll find her. I promise.” Without hesitation, he stood up taking a seat beside her. His arms were instantly around her and she moaned softly and rested her head on his chest. Angel moaned softly too and kissed the top of her forehead.

Spike watched the ex lovers and his jealousy toward Angel grew stronger. He would never be what Angel is to Buffy and that bothered him more than he wanted to admit.

Buffy sighed loudly in Angel’s embrace and it made Angel smile, maybe Andrew was wrong.

***

It had been over an hour and both Spike and Angel grew impatient. Spike was getting annoyed and he didn’t want to watch the display in front of him anymore.

Angel just sat there, his eyes not leaving the tiny slayers form. He had missed seeing her. He studied her, taking in her sweet scent. Her breathing increased and her snoring became more frequent. He noticed Spike frowning and he started to feel sorry for the younger vampire. He knew that Spike loved her and that he would always protect her.

“You know I don’t like you and I believe she deserves better than you, but I’ve never seen her sleep that well. She has been through a lot she doesn’t need any more heartache.”

Angel wasn’t shocked at his words, “Thank you William.”

Buffy overheard what Spike said and she lifted herself up so she could see his face clearly. “Thank you for coming, I really do appreciate it.”

“Miss Summers we have landed.”

“Thank you Cheryl.”

The flight attendant nodded shyly at all of them and headed back to the front of the plane. Gathering up all their belongings Buffy, Angel and Spike slipped outside. Buffy glanced nervously at Angel and he reached for her hand; entwining his fingers with hers.

***

The blood covered the streets. Cars were smashed and stacked on top of one another. Everything had been abandoned.

Buffy noticed a small building and walked toward it, tripping over the dead bodies in the process. She turned back motioning for Angel and Spike to follow her.

“Holy nuts” Spike shouted, his cigarette falling out of his mouth. Both Buffy and Angel turned to look at what he was talking about; Buffy gasped loudly and took a step back, positioning herself in a fighting stance.

Angel vamped out and his posture stiffened as he crouched down, waiting for the thousands of Zombies to attack.

Chapter One: "A desecrated land."

Greyness covered the sky like a cloud of smoke. The smothering heat burned at her skin. Sweat poured off her forehead and she pulled off her shirt revealing a red tank top. She then wiped her face before wrapping it around her waist. Car alarms hummed in their ears, a warning horn screeched off in the distance. She could hear yelling and she grew hopeful. Her friends could be alive. They had to be alive.

The sound of her heart racing worried Angel, his eyes caught sight of her, her greenish eyes peered through her black lashes and she tried to hide that she was frightened. She needed to stay strong. Her hand shook nervously and her grip tightened around her lucky stake.

"Anybody have a good plan?" Spike asked as he reached for his fallen cigarette and started too rummaged through the dead bodies all over the ground.

"How long do you think we have before we need to fight?" Her head titled to her left and she waited for the blond vampire to answer her.

"Depends on how developed the zombie’s are."

Finally Spike found a small knife on a young girl. Buffy choked on the vomit that was forming and her gaze lifted to the tall building in front of them. "The poor girl jumped." She stuttered, her voice full of fear. She turned sharply and avoided the body that was splattered all over the ground.

Slipping the knife in his back pocket Spike turned to the direction of the zombies. "We have an advantage though we’re smarter than them. They are one of the easiest demons to kill. Thoughts and feelings are nothing to them. We can out wit them."

She was proud of Spike. Listening to him made her realize that he had changed for the good. There still had to be a reason for him coming back to earth. He had burned. He had turned to dust she had seen it. However, he was back and still a vampire with a soul. It worried her, especially since Angel was in the picture, she could never refuse him. Nor did she want too.

"It’s really good to see you, I’ve missed you."

She tensed at the feeling she was having as he joined her at the top of the hill. His shoulder brushed hers and a shiver went down her spine. The way he looked at her reminded her of what they once shared, "I missed you too."

His soft smile brightened his face and she backed away. No, was she starting to have feelings for Spike, again? "We…we need to find shelter. Decide on a plan, it will be awhile before they get here." Her head lifted to the sky, "It’s getting light, and we should go!"

***

He smiled at her; she had grown into a beautiful, strong, confident woman. Last time he talked to her was after her return from death. She had been so broken then and all he wanted to do was stay with her, take care of her. She refused his offer telling him to go back and live his life. He followed her instructions and left her again, and she wound up in the arms of Spike. Angel hated Spike for that. He was one of the most vicious vampires around. Yet, he was able to go through some trials, profess his love to Buffy, and get a soul. But it didn’t matter; even with a soul he still had no feelings. He cared only for himself, nothing more. Nevertheless, for some reason Buffy felt differently and gave the younger vampire a part of her he could never have.

Buffy’s small hand tugged at Angel’s shirt, startling him out of his thoughts. "Angel, are you okay?" She pulled him with her down the highway. Ten minutes later they found a grocery store.

Even though Spike had given his speech on the plane, it didn’t mean he still didn’t think of her. Imagined them together again. He wanted her for his own. Jumping high, he kicked his leg out, his foot slamming hard against the metal poll. He caught the slayer’s attention and he kicked it again, harder this time.

Angel watched with disgust. He didn’t like the game Spike was playing with him. He knew Spike wanted Buffy to claim as his own and that angered the demon inside of him. Moving quickly around the smaller vampire, his leg swung around hard and his foot impacted against the poll, breaking it off.

"Show off." Spike muttered, Angel smirked and shot a warning glance at the blond vampire, not to mess with his property and Spike leaned in, his lips pressing against Angel’s ear. "You might be surprised to find out who she really loves." Picking up the poll beside his foot he ran fast toward the doors. The poll smashed through the door easily and Spike sneered in the direction of Angel.

Angel ignored Spike’s plan to mock him and he entwined his long fingers with Buffy’s and pulled her inside.

She was nervous. The way Spike looked at her confused her. The love and disappointment in his eyes bothered her. She did not want to admit it but she did not want to disappoint him or hurt him. She needed to admit to herself that she cared for him, even loved him. She loved Angel, more than anyone she had ever loved, but it was different for them…their love was a fantasy it could never be real. The only way she would get to be with Angel was if he was human and she would only be getting that in her dreams.

Angel was livid by Spike’s disgusting behaviour and lead Buffy down the many isles of the store. Spike glowered at Angel’s back as he finished barricading the door. Then he decided to go in search of some blood or maybe some liquor.

***

After finding some food to eat, the slayer lifted herself up onto the checkout counter and crossed her legs. "I hope we will find them soon."

Opening the bag of potato chips Buffy grabbed a handful and shoved some in her mouth.

"Don’t worry Buffy we will."

His husky voice made her quiver and she looked up to him finally. He stood a few feet a way his body leaning against the grocery isle, a lump formed her throat and she tried to swallow. She observed him curiously, her eyes caught sight of the button that popped open and she wetted her lips; the small glimpse of his hard, naked chest arousing her. He could sense her nervousness and his gaze followed hers. He grinned happily at the hunger in her eyes.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" She asked taking a sip of her orange juice.

He appeared confused and she giggled quietly. The sound of her laugh relaxed him and he joined her, taking a seat right beside her. Not recognizing his actions, he stroked her leg lightly. His presence and the warmth of his touch surprised her and her body relaxed into his touch. She clenched her legs tightly together trying to ignore the pool forming in her panties. He beamed at her and licked his lips seductively, he instinctively knew she was wet and that gave him complete fulfilment. Without hesitation, he tugged at her shirt, drawing her towards him.

His body moved closer to hers as his lips pressed against her soft lips. Anticipation erupted inside of her as he bit playfully at her bottom lip. She moaned and slipped her tongue in his mouth as she turned toward him. Deftly she moved and sat astride him, securely wrapping her legs around his waist. He struggled for balance while he pressed her back hard against the cash register. Her breath hitched as his lips wove a sensual path down her neck and she grinded her crotch against his erection. His lips found hers again and his hands roamed her body exploring her every curve. She pulled away, panting heavily.As she moved back his eyes were drawn to her heaving chest and his hands pulled up her shirt. He wanted to taste more of her, to feel more of her.

"Ahem, I think you need to take a look at something in the basement." His icy stare shot toward Angel, "There’s more important things going on here, then acting like high school kids and making out." Spike muttered his dark filled eyes burning holes through Buffy’s skin.

Covering herself with her shirt, she slid off the counter and out of Angel’s strong embrace, her legs slightly unsteady as she landed on the floor.

"So, you never answered my question, did you find what you were looking for in Rome?" She asked.

An erotic smile crossed her mouth; he laughed his large hand entangled with hers. "Yeah we retrieved the head, but we were late, we were unable to save Fred, she’s gone now." He choked on Fred’s name and sadness filled Buffy’s heart.

"I’m sorry, I heard a lot about her from Willow and Faith. She was part of your family and now she’s gone." She paused and her hazel eyes fell on his and her soul cried out to his. "If there is anything I can do for you, just let me know, "I’m always here for you, you know that right?" she softly said as her hand reached out and touched his, lightly stroking him, trying to offer as much comfort as she could.

Seeing the love in her eyes, he drew her back into his arms, hugging her closely. "Thank you." He hoarsely said.

They reluctantly pulled apart then headed through the back doors to a staircase where Spike was waiting. He glared at them then turned and led them further through the basement.

"I heard that you were at my apartment, I’m sorry that I wasn’t there to help you." Buffy said.

"You were busy." Angel mumbled. His eyes didn’t lock with hers he just scanned the area not wanting to meet her gaze.

The slayer let out a long sigh and she stopped abruptly making Angel bump into her. "I’m not with the Immortal if that’s what you think. I didn’t lie to you; I am not ready for a relationship…with anybody. He’s just a friend. I helped him out; he’s helping me out. That’s it…that’s all. I’m sorry that Andrew lied to you."

"It’s none of my business." He spat out, trying to give her the hint that he didn’t want to talk about it.

Spike’s head snapped back, his laughter eerily echoing throughout the barren basement. "You lie worse than anyone else I know, Angelus." Opening a small steal door in front of him Spike entered, finding the string for the light he pulled it.

Buffy glanced around the small wine cellar, wondering what was so important that Spike needed to show them when her gaze caught a young woman lying on her stomach on the cold floor.

"Is she alive?" The slayer asked kneeling down in front of the woman and started checking for any injuries.

"She’s alive." Angel sniffed.

Buffy turned sharply, her nose wrinkled. "That’s gross." She muttered, kneeling beside the body.

"You would think after all these years around us; you would have gotten use to that by now." Spike noted causally. Lighting his cigarette he took a large drag and crouched beside her.

"No, it’s still revolting."

Spike laughed, "I remember when it turned you on." His raspy voice awakened her sexual senses and she blushed. Distracting herself from the ache she could feel between her legs, she flipped the body over. A young blond girl, maybe in her late twenties, stared back at her.

Angel’s body tensed and he moved closer from behind Buffy. His deep brown eyes widened at the unconscious woman. "Kate? Kate? What the fuck is going on? Why the hell are you here?" Angel panicked and rushed toward her. He lifted her up and placed her head on his lap. His hands immediately on her head as his fingers gently combed through her blond hair.

Buffy watched from a distance. She was envious of this Kate. Whoever she was, Angel seemed to care a lot for her.

Spike gawked gleefully at the sight of Angel hovering over the blonde woman. "She’s waking up." He said as the girl’s body twitched.

Angel ignored him as his head rose and his saddened eyes looked at Buffy.

The concern and emotion she read in his eyes for another woman was too much and she couldn’t disguise the hurt and pain that threatened to engulf her. Looking away from his brown orbs she stood and began pacing across the small room. "We need to get her some food."

Angel looked back down at Kate. "Kate, are you awake? Can you hear me?"

He jumped from the loud bang of the door slamming shut. Gently he lay Kate’s despondent body back down on the cold floor and glanced up.

Buffy and Spike were gone.

Chapter Two: An Unwanted Stranger

Well, everything seemed to be going perfect a minute ago, and now, I don’t know. The kissing, the groping, holding hands, it felt so real, so perfect. Could this just be all just one of his usual games? Pull me along, and then throw me away, again!

No, maybe it was just a misunderstanding. It had to be, right? But, the way he looked at her, the pain in his eyes. He cared for this girl.

Inhaling loudly, she realized she needed to find out about this girl. She wasn’t going to let him go… this time, so easily.

His loud obnoxious voice echoed through the dark eerie basement and she shut her eyes trying to block out his screeches and the strange noises out of her mind. Taking one, two, three large steps she scurried quickly through the long, dank hallway. Turning sharply to the left she quickly moved further away from him.

She paused and bent over grasping at her side, she ached, a pain so familiar to a knife being jabbed in her side, throbbed. Her feet hurt, the horrible pick of shoes she wore caused blisters to form on the bottom of her feet. Trying to ignore the aches and pains she found the exit and pushed open the double doors and headed into the dim lit store.

Why the hell had she been so stupid? How could she believe that something could happen between them, it had been years since they had seen each other or spoke for that matter? What did she really expect that would happen? That they would get back together and everything would be peachy. *Sighing* she turned down the isle with the coolers and found the cold drinks, opening the door she reached for a case of water.

“Buffy!”

The slayer ignored the vampire behind her and pulled out the bottled water and slammed the door, turning right she headed toward more supplies…food for someone she didn’t know and already didn’t like!

“Bloody hell Slayer, calm yourself.” Spike growled, his right arm reaching for her, his fingers grasped at her red tank top and he yanked her backwards, almost making her drop all the stuff in her hands.

She turned sharply, her green eyes piercing at him, angrily. “What do you want, Spike?”

The vampire sneered, his lips pressed together tightly and he pulled away, his hands slipped ever so quickly in his pockets and his body tensed at the hateful look she was giving him.

“Why you angry with me?” He whispered inching closer to her; he leaned in his cool breath grazing her pale skin. “It’s not me you should be angry with, I’m not the one caressing some young blonde.” He regretted his last words as he watched the tears start to form. Her eyes averted his and she bent down, placing the stuff on the floor and taking a seat on the laminate floor.

“I’m sorry, Spike, I just…I…I…God he makes me so angry.” She snapped and pulled out a bottle of water and opened it, taking a large drink. “Does he love me?” She bit her lip as the last words escaped her mouth and she watched Spike’s expression.

Ignoring her question he reached in his jacket pocket and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it quickly. He green eyes watched him and for a moment, she wished everything had stayed the same, the way it was when they were in Sunnydale.

“Care for a swig?” He asked, pulling out the bottle of rum and handing it to her. She didn’t hesitate just grabbed the bottle out of his cold hands and unscrewed the top, taking a deep, long breath, she chugged it, ever so happily.

Spike watched amazed at how well she could take a drink and after about a minute he grabbed her arm, a little too hard, stopping her from drinking anymore. “Whoa Slayer,” He pulled it from her grasp and took a drink, letting the warm liquid trickle down his throat.

“God, I’ve missed you.” He whimpered, taking another shot before handing it back to Buffy.

****

A soft breeze slipped through the vacant lot, making her shiver, a soft melody rang through her ears and she jumped, startled at the small sound. Her blue eyes searched the empty city centre falling on the huge mall ahead of her. She squinted at the flames that scorched the buildings around her. She coughed as a large amount of heavy, grey smoke, filled her lungs. Stepping over the hundreds of dead bodies lying around she sprinted toward the mall, which seemed to be the only building left standing.

After minutes Alice stood frozen in front of the large glass doors. She could hear them, they were close, and it wouldn’t be long until the found her. Fear filled her and her head fell. ‘What was she going to do?’ Alice thought, tears streamed down her face, ‘How the fuck am I going to survive this, for all I know, I’m the only one who survived and…’ She paused; lifting her sleeve she wiped her wet face. “Get a hold of yourself, Alice, this isn’t helping.” She whispered. Her eyes scanned her surroundings, she need to find something to break the window with, her icy blue eyes, straight through the window, and she gasped as a figure came in view.

Backing away, Alice moved away from the door, worried that this young red head was a zombie, seeing a sharp rock beside her left foot; she bent down and picked it up.

The doors to the mall opened, “Come in, before they get you.” Willow whispered, moving closer to the blonde girl, and trying to reach for her.

Alice’s head snapped up, and a smile so much like an angels appeared across the woman in front of her.

“You’re human?” Alice stuttered, and moved closer to examine her.

Willow’s hand moved to her face and pushed her hair behind her ears and winced as her hand brushed across the open scar under her eye. “I should hope so.” Willow stated and moved away from the door into the building.

Alice hesitated for a moment and then followed Willow into the main lobby. Willow turned sharply, startling Alice.

“My names Willow!” The witch put out her hand and smiled slightly.

“Alice. Nice to meet you too,” Alice said, shaking her hand. “Is there anyone else, here?” She asked, her eyes searching the quiet lobby.

The pain that crossed Willow’s face told Alice that there wasn’t and she reached for Willow’s arm, “I’m sorry…I’m not sure what happened but I think I can figure it out. Do you know what has happened?”

Willow shook her head and sat down at the bench by the wishing fountain. “No, I…I’ve never seen so many Zombies before, it’s unnerving and very odd. I don’t know how this could have happened.”

‘Never seen so many Zombies before, but how could she have seen any, this was the first that she knew of’, “What do you mean? You have seen these creatures before, how? When?” Alice was curious now and sat beside Willow.

“I…I, it’s a long and weird story…I am not from here, actually, I am from a city called Sunnydale, I…I have seen many creatures in my life,” She paused and stood up, fixing her ragged sweater and flatting her hair with her hands. “Let’s move away from the door, go find something to eat, I’m hungry, I haven’t ate in awhile and I am sure you are too. I’ll try and explain everything that I know,” and with that she headed towards a food court.

Alice yawned, she was so exhausted and so hungry, lifting herself off the bench, and she followed Willow.

***

“I’ve missed you too, Spike. I’m so sorry for everything. I know you’re hurt, I wish I could take the pain away for you.” Her eyes filled with sadness and she scooted closer to him, her leg brushing against his. “How did you come back? Did you see the powers?”

Spike frowned and took another drink of the horrible rum. “Have you heard of Wolfram and Hart?” She nodded at his question and he took the last drag of his cigarette, “They brought me back, somehow I don’t know. They weren’t happy with Angel.” She gave him a weird look and he laughed. “He wasn’t taking their orders, didn’t like how they worked, so they thought bringing me back would keep him occupied, so they could fulfill the prophecy.”

“What prophecy?” She asked, snatching the bottle out of his hand and taking a large drink.

“The end of days.”

Oh, was all she could say and he hated, the look she was giving him

“There is something I need to tell you, luv.” He tore the sandwich from her frozen hands and ate the rest of it. After he was finished chewing he placed his hands over hers. “You’re freezing.” He whispered and rubbed his hands together to give her some circulation.

“What do you have to tell me, Spike? You’re scaring me,” The tension in her voice made Spike nervous and he reached for another cigarette.

“I…I found out that there could be a chance that I could become human…I…I just wanted to know if maybe, it does happen would there…uh, be any chance of….

She didn’t hesitate, didn’t think about anything for that matter, leaning in she grabbed his shoulders bringing him closer to her, she wetted her lips. “Human? How?” For some odd reason, the smell of his cologne and the ache in her panties and the look in his eyes, disregarded everything that had happened between them and her lips pressed against his cold, wet ones, and her tongue searched for his.

He didn’t think about the consequences just pulled her closer to him and lifting her small body on top of his, his hand raked down her small, slender body and he moaned, “I love you Buffy, I’ve never stopped.” Kissing her more ferociously his hand slipped under her shirt, his fingers brushing across her hard, firm breast. “I’d never hurt you.” His soft, raspy voice sent shivers down her spine and she took his mouth once more in hers and happily enjoyed the sensations he was giving her.

A loud bang and a growl seeped through the store and Buffy jumped up abruptly, pulling herself away from Spike, her crystal blue eyes fell on yellow ones.

“Wow, you’ve turned into quite the whore.” Angel moved swiftly across the room and instantly he was in front of her, his dark, angry eyes bored into her and she whimpered as his hand grasped at her waist pulling her to him.

“Would you like to explain to me lover, what you’re doing.” A loud snarl escaped his lips and Buffy shivered at the intensity of his glare. Swallowing hard, she wiggled underneath him, trying to free from his grasp. ‘Why is he acting so much like Angelus, what the hell was he doing in that room’ she thought.

Before she could speak, moaning and scratching at the front door caught all their attention and Spike ignoring Angel’s ego trip, pulled Buffy from his grasp.

“They are here, won’t be long until they find away in. We better get moving.”

Angel grunted and stormed towards the basement, turning around his eyes fell on the slayers. “You’re needed downstairs.”

The slayer nodded nervously and followed the angry vampire through the swinging door.

‘She didn’t know what was going to happen, but for some strange reason, the feeling she was getting wasn’t good.’

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