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Overt Religiosity	By : MarianTheBlackadder Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female Views: 11791 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Different Training
            Annabelle fell hard on the ground with a thud. Covered in cuts and bruises. She was beyond tired having been fighting different creatures and demons. As soon as she defeated one, another fresh creature or demon was pushed into the warehouse floor which had becoming the main sparing area.
            “She needs rest.” Caleb said, “She’s been fighting since dawn.”
            “She’s not tapping into her full potential. She’s refusing to use the evil inside of her, the power it gives her. She’s resisting now. Not tapping into it when she’s cornered like before.” The First complained.
            “Her fighting skills have improved in just a single day. There is no need to continue with this.” He said. Looking at the First, “She needs rest, time to heal. The worse she’s hurt the longer it takes to heal.”
            “The creature looked at Caleb. It would take a complete blind man not to notice the changes in Caleb since Annabelle returned. “You can’t continue this Caleb.” The first said. Caleb looked at it, “You’re becoming weak, losing your resolve, all because of her.”
            “Now hold on just one minute. She came back of her own accord; she’s doing all of this because it’s what I’ve told her to do. Annabelle deserves some credit for all this.” He said, “Caleb shook his head. “She’s done everything she’s been asked.”
            “And when did you start ‘asking’ her anything. Honestly Caleb.” The First said sounding somewhat annoyed.
            “Be annoyed with me if you must but I don’t think killin’ her is goin’ to get the job done.” Caleb signaled the Bringers to stop and clear out the mess of the warehouse with different colors of blood splashed on the walls like paint.
            When the floor was clear of body parts, mangled bits and pieces, Caleb came down to the floor level walking over to Annabelle. She was a sight, a bloody broken mess.
            He sighed slightly before picking her up from the floor and carrying her back to the Villa to clean her up and tend her wounds. The First watched him carry her out, not very happy with Caleb’s shift in attitude . . . And possibly loyalty.

Quiet Moments
            Caleb had lay Annabelle down and began to remove the torn and bloodied clothing while a hot bath was being run. Once they were alone again, the Bringers having done their chores as instructed, He unbuttoned his Shirt and removed his collar. Bare chested he lifted Annabelle into his arms and carried her in slipping her into the bath making certain her head wouldn’t go under.
            Annabelle’s eyes popped open and she sat up with a start looking around as if looking for the next attacker.
            “Woh , Simmer down now.” Caleb said holding her steady by her shoulders. “You’re alright, I got ya.” He said still holding her in place until she got her barring’ns again. She took a breath before realizing it was Caleb and that she was in a tub of water.
            “What . . . What did I do?” She asked thinking she was going to be punished for something.
            “Well, let’s see now.” He said taking a sponge and plunging it into the water, “Since early this mornin’ you’ve been bashed and beaten by various varieties of demons. You beat them all of course but had to learn a few lessons in the process.” He began to rub the sponge over her back and shoulders washing away all the blood. She breathed shallow breaths as he occasionally found a very tender spot. He was finding the most interesting things out about Annabelle as he did this. For instance some of her wounds bled black with a tar like substance. Then occasionally, just a few times a thick purple mixture of both. The changes she was going through were finally starting to emerge to her physically. He washed every inch of her from her head to her toes doing a full inspection of her wounds before he put the sponge to the side.
            “Why don’t you go ahead and finish up with a shower, darlin’” He stood kissing her head, “Suppers gonna be on the table when ya come out.”
            Caleb turned and walked out of the bathroom closing the door to give her some privacy. Annabelle just starred at him, stunned. Everything felt so surreal. It was so different from what she’d come to expect from Caleb.

Progress
            Caleb showed the First the bloody shreds of cloth he’d taken off Annabelle. The array of fluid colors from her wounds. “She was only bleedin’ one color when she came home.” Caleb said.
            “Looks like my side is finally starting emerge, and mix with her slayer blood. Good. Once the transformation is complete. She won’t be bound by the ‘rules’ of either side. She'll be ours thanks to you.” It actually complimented. “Watch her close, Caleb.” It warned him. “She’s uncertain of herself. I can feel it.” He tossed the ruined clothes away and started to walk back up the stairs to the Villa.” You never did answer her question Caleb.” He’s steps slowed and he stopped.
            “Just might what that be?” He said.
            “Do you love her?” It asked. Caleb looked up starring at it a moment before turning and heading up the stairs. The First half smirked at his telling silence.
            Caleb found that Annabelle had come out of the shower, dressed, done her hair and was setting the table, having dismissed the Bringers who had been preparing supper.
            Caleb half smiled when he saw how determined she was to continue her duties to him as a wife, even though he’d given her the evening off to recover. He sat down and she brought him a large bowl of stew and some fresh bread before taking his glass and getting some wine for him.
            When she brought it to the table and set it down, he caught her wrist before she could walk away. “How's about you get your supper and come on over here and sit with me?” This was definitely out of character but she didn’t as he said and brought her food over taking the chair beside him.
            She placed her napkin in her lap before closing her eyes and saying grace quietly. Caleb watched her as she did this, the delicate way she moved. He half smiled watching the grce and the poise she had just when eating.
            “Looks like your already down to just bruisin’ now.” Caleb said. “By tomarrow morning’, you’ll be good as new.” He said taking a bite of his food.
            “What am I doing wrong, Caleb?” Annabelle asked.
            “How do you mean, darlin’?” He said taking a drink of his wine.
            “I keep fighting, and fighting, winning every single time. But more come. Every time, more and more, they just keep coming.” She said looking down. “What am I doing wrong?” She asked again sincerely confused.
            “Nothin’ darlin’. You’re trainin’, you get better every day, you skills are excellent, but they just need a little fine turnin’ that’s all.” He said. She sighed a little just starring at her plate. “Annabelle,” Caleb began, “Everythin’ is going well, and according to plan. You’ve been gettin’ everything you’ve ever wanted, and it won’t belong before you get so much more.” He put down his fork, “SO it leads me to ask an obvious question at the juncture. Why aren’t you happier young lady?” Annabelle didn’t answer him right away. “I’m talkin’ to you darlin’.” He said sternly reminding her who he was and who she was.
            “I just want to be normal.” She said softly.
            “Well I hate to tell you lamby toes. You are as far from normal as it gets.” Caleb responded. “The world is changing’ and we’re gonna be right at the beginning’” he looked at her, “What is it?”
            “It’s watching us.” She said softly, “Always watching. Even when we can’t see it.”
            “Yeah, it does like to know about the goin’ on around the town. That’s for certain.” Caleb said, “When did that start botherin’ ya?” Caleb asked.
            “Since it’s decided to constantly watch me.” Annabelle said honestly, “All the time . . . Even now.” She said looking towards the shadows.
            Caleb looked in the same direction a moment before the First stepped out into plain sight. “She is becoming powerful isn’t she.” It said, “Her senses are enhanced, even you didn’t know I was here.”
            “You need to merge with him again.” Annabelle said, “It’s been weeks.”
            “Annabelle.” Caleb said sternly.
            “She’s right,” The First said with a smile, “She can sense your powers aren’t as strong as they were. It is time we came together again.” Caleb looked between Annabelle and the first a moment. “Come down to the wine cellar, Caleb. We have work to do.” Then it seemed to shrink and disappear with a flash of light.
            Caleb’s attention turned back towards Annabelle just starring straight forward. “Why didn’t you tell me about this?” Caleb asked.
            There were tears in Annabelle’s eyes, “I Can feel everything Caleb.” She Whispered, “Good and evil. I can hardly bare it.” Annabelle said, tears beginning to stream down her face. “IT watches us every time you take me into your bed, every time I bathe. It watches me.” She was hardly able to say the words.
            This was something Caleb wasn’t aware of and he was less then happy to know of it now. He wiped his mouth on his napkin before tossing it on the table. He kissed her cheek as he got up. “Eat your supper.” He demanded before leaving the table heading down to the cellar.

Confrontations
            “You’re upset. I can see it in your face.” The First said pacing around him.
            “I find it a bit disturbing that you’ve decided that my young bride is your favorite prime time show.” He said.
            “Please, I keep my eye on all of you. You, her, the Bringers, the slayers, . . . Even that little pat rat of theirs Andrew. I like to know what’s going on, you are aware of that by now. Why so bothered now?” It asked.
            “We are your humble servants, my lord. But I do take some issue with exhibitionism.” He said seriously.
            “Oh Caleb, how archaic can you be?” The First scoffed.
            “The last time I checked, you were above such activities, which means I consider the time I take my wife into my bed, private. I don’t think it’s such a terrible think to ask, rather small request consider’n the service we’ve given you.” Caleb said.
            The First starred at him, “Very well Caleb. Have your hours of private carnal pleasures. Whatever to make you stop winging.” Caleb gave the creature a look. “Down to business. We’re here for a reason.”
            Caleb gave a nod and took a breath clearing his mind. Both opened their arms wide palms upward. The First seemed to explode out of the human form it had taken. Caleb looked up at the creature, “I am your humble servant.” At once the whole of the creature flooded into Caleb’s body with such force it almost knocked him down. It was so strong, and forceful that the pain of it made his whole body shutter.
            When it completed it’s entry, Caleb breathed deep a few times before opening his eyes. They were pitch black and no white was showing, “And I am ready to serve.”

To Be Continued . . . . .
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