Hell Is In the Details | By : SpikesHeart Category: Angel the Series > Het - Male/Female Views: 2390 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Hell Is In the Details – Chapter 13 – The Devil Incarnate
Spike glared desperately at Lorne. “Go!” he
begged. “Catch her before she leaves.”
Lorne didn’t bother answering, just ran out
of the room and down the stairs. In the main room, he found Buffy angrily
rooting through the contents of his desk, tossing things about like a wild
woman.
“Buffy, wait.” He gulped to catch his breath. “Girlfriend, you can’t just go
off half cocked. First of all, you’ve left one very upset vampire upstairs.”
She snarled at him. “I was looking for a
piece of mail with the damned address on it, so I could call a cab and head
back to Wolfram & Hart.” Waving the frame wildly in the air, she fumed.
“How could he do this? Spike is his family! Or was his
family. I just don’t get how a piece of paper can separate someone from
his own bloodline.”
Impeccably timed, at the mention of the
vampire’s name, there came a loud thump from upstairs, followed by a stream of
the bluest curses ever uttered.
Lorne winced. “Damn, I’m gonna run out of furniture by the time Blondie heals enough
to leave. Are you coming back upstairs with me, cutie? I have a feeling someone
needs our help.”
With a sigh, and her righteous anger abated
only for the moment, Buffy followed the empath back
upstairs… to find Spike sprawled on the floor, robe and blanket twisted around
his naked body, exposing far more damaged skin than she had seen before.
Even from the floor, Spike was an imposing
figure in his anger. “You bloody, stupid, thoughtless, buggering bitch!” he spat. “Not back in my life a
half-day, and you’re making decisions that aren’t yours to bloody well make –
about things you don’t understand.”
Buffy was stunned. He hadn’t cursed her out
in years, ~outside of pillow-talk, that
is!~ and it cut her to the quick. After all, she’d
been off in his defense and… oh damn. That must be part of it, his damned
pride. And then she realized he was still a muddle on the floor, unmoving.
Her eyes widened with the knowledge that he
was unable to stand ~Oh, no!~ She dropped to her knees by his side.
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