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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 14 � Hell Hath No Fury

Buffy smiled brightly, wiggling her bottom
on Angel�s lap. �You know� this whole thing has worked out lots better than I
ever expected it to. I mean, I had a fairly nice life in Rome, met tons of
interesting people and never had to worry about Dawn. But I missed the old and
familiar.�

�Hey!� Angel jostled her teasingly. �Is
that any way to talk to the man you love? Calling him old and familiar?�

�I guess not,� she giggled. �The �old�
certainly fits. It�s just the �familiar� I�m not so sure about anymore.�

Angel frowned. �What do you mean, I�m not �familiar� anymore? I haven�t changed.
Vampire, remember?�

She reached out to touch his face, willing
herself to appear happy and carefree. �It�s not so much your appearance, though
I do have to mention all that yummy otter blood you go on about? Must be richer
than pig �cause you�ve filled out a little from our
earlier days.�

Angel laughed out loud. �Are you telling me
I�ve lost my girlish figure? Buffy, I�m hurt.�

�Nah� well, just a little. Then again, I�ve
put on a couple of pounds, too.� Which she emphasized by once
again bouncing lightly on his lap. ~Think
of Spike, think of Spike, think of Spike~ a mantra running through her mind. It was the
only way she could do this, especially feeling the way
� he � was starting to react to her wiggling. But if her little lap dance was
enough to keep Angel off kilter� It wouldn�t do to have the supposed vamp in
her life smell the other vamp in her life on her � damned vampire bloodhound.

Angel�s big hands kneaded at the curves of
her waist. �Oh yeah, you�re just breaking my� lap with all that extra poundage
bouncing around. I�m sure we can figure out a way to work it off,� he mused
with a lazy, indulgent smile. �So tell
me, how am I unfamiliar to yoo:p>o:p>

She smiled brightly. �Well, first of all,
you�re not quite the Broody McBroodypants you used to
be. You smile and laugh, and at the party you threw for me� us? You were quite
the social butterfly.�

�And this is a bad thing?�

�Again with the �no.� It�s just part of the
not familiar.� She stifled a sigh, wondering how to get the conversation back
on track. �You�re making me sorry I brought it up in the first place. I�m
losing my happy mood.�

He shrugged. �Don�t fret, Buff. We can
always pick apart my differences another time. Why don�t you just tell me about
your day?�

�Oh yeah.� She bounced again, determined to keep him going. �I�ve gotta tell you how happy I am that you had Lorne show me
around. He�s sweet. And we had so much in common. We talked about clothes and
shoes, which was all of the good. That demon�s got a wicked sense tyletyle.�

Angel was amused. �So, you ladies had your
girl talk. What else did you do? That certainly didn�t take up the entire day.�

Buffy shook her head. �Nope, not even
close. God, we must have talked for hours! Lorne was worried about his
ex-boyfriend, and I got to talking about my exes. I told him there was no way
I�d be as kindhearted as he was in taking an ex into my home to nurse back to
health.� She pretended to pout. �He laughed at me, Angel! He said I�d just have
to see how sweet his ex was, and took me home to meet him.�

Angel rolled his eyes. �Lorne would bring
home every stray eetseets. He�s too kind hearted for his own good, Buff. I
think this Ramone he�s got holed up is the one who
ran off with his money a couple of years ago. You must have been bored out of
your mind, meeting this guy.�

Angel stopped, tilting his head as if he�d
suddenly come across a puzzle that he wanted to solve. He nuzzled the left side
of Buffy�s neck, relishing her increased heartbeat, her arousal� and the something
else that had caught his attention. Something he couldn�t quite place� �Buff,
did you run into someone we know, by any chance? Or come up against a demon?
There�s a strange scent coming from you that I just can�t place.�

�Eeeew, Angel!
How many times have I told you that scenty-thing you
do is way creepy?� Buffy made a moue of disgust. �You did it to me that last
night in Sunnydale � with Spike. It made me feel like
a peed on hydrant. If you wanna know why I smell
weiit�sit�s �cause Lorne served some lovely
refreshments but the cheesecake decided to come back and take a bow. Eau de
Vomit Buffy � that�s me. I�ll be all right, thanks ever so for asking.�

Angel winced, but hid it quickly. �It�s
alright, Lover,� he soothed. �I�m sorry if I upset you. Are you feeling better?
No more tummy ache?�

~It�s
now or never, Buffy. Get the show on the road. Sarah Bernhardt, eat your heart
out!~

Buffy nestled into his lap and looked up at
him, endearing as a child. �Angel, we need to talk. I�ve got to put some issues
behind me before embracing our future together as a family.�

She stroked the side of his face, all the
while keeping eye contact. �It�s been a bad year for me, Angel. You know that.
I�ve spent hours on the phone with you, crying over my losses. I�ve missed Mom
and Tara. Their graves were a comfort to me. I�ve missed all the little girls
who died in our cause, and we have nothing to remember them by. Now, I want to
talk about you.�

She sighed. �The oddest thing is, I miss Anya and Spike so much. Brave and loyal, no matter how
badly we treated them for years. I was so proud of them both.�

Lifting her tear-streaked face, she asked,
�Did you ever mourn for your son?�

Angel swallowed his panic. Surely she had
no idea� �My son? I never had any children, Buff. It�s
part of why I broke up with you all those years ago � so you could have a
normal life with someone who could give you children.�

�But I don�t understand.� Buffy pulled out
all the stops, fluttering her lashes and letting tears shine through. �Spike
told me when a vampire Sires another vampire, he
becomes a childe. And the Sire is the Father or Mother. Don�t you miss your
children, Angel? Dru, and Spike? How can you feel any peace at all, not knowing
where one is, and knowing that the other is dust from saving all of us?

�With all we�ve been through, family is the
most important thing to me. You and I are now the heads of our respective families.
My father doesn�t count, which means it�s just me and Dawnie.
You�ve only got Drusilla, wherever she might be. What I want to know, is have you ever mourned Spike�s passing? Have you
ever honored his sacrifice � or the fact that he more than likely saved you
from disintegrating?�

Angel shrugged his shoulders. �He�s dust,
Buffy. Gone and forgotten. Who�s going to mourn a dead parasite?�

Buffy was horrified, and couldn�t hide it
even to keep her plan going. �How can you say that? Even the Scoobies had a memorial service in his honor. Giles, even.
And he�s your childe. As close to a son as you�ll ever have. Spike told me it
wasn�t your cuckoo-bird Drusilla who turned him, but you. Doesn�t that make you
responsible? Shouldn�t you care if he�s undead or gone? Why aren�t you proud of
his accomplishments?�

Angel�s expression shifted from amiable to irritated. �I don�t get what the big deal is, Buff. Dru is off somewhere, doing her own thing like countless
other vampires. Spike is dust. Gone. Finito! He was a murderous bastard, and now he�s gone. One
less blight I unleashed on the world that I have to worry about these days.
What�s the big deal to you?�

Buffy kneeled up on the chair, her thighs
straddling the vampire�s lap. �You really have no clue, do you?� she growled. �What
it means to have family� to be a part of a family� to take care of your family
above all other things?�

Reaching behind her back in her most
practiced move, Buffy withdrew a wooden stake from the casing sewn into the waistband
of her skirt. She drew back her arm, and plunged the stake into Angel�s chest.

�I do this in the name of your childe,
Spike!�
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