Buffy hid behind a tree and sighed deeply. She glanced at her clock once more and couldn't help but roll her eyes, she was getting bored and she had to go on a patrol with Angel later that evening.

Finally she saw one of the commandos, he was obviously trying to move soundlessly but she could hear every ruffle of a leaf. She sighed deeply and thought it was time to end this game. She jumped up from behind him and kicked him sending him flying down the hill landing on another commando. She ran down the hill and was attacked by two commandos.

She held her own easily, sending kicks and punches their way but tried not to hurt them. She knocked the other down to the ground and grabbed the one standing, using him as a shield as the hiding commando shot shot with his tazer gun. The man fell to the ground and Buffy prepared herself for hand to hand combat when a blindingly bright light was shot towards them.

“Enough!” yelled the booming voice of professor Walsh and she walked to Buffy, her face showing nothing. The commando in front of Buffy was immediately in attention and pulled off the mask revealing Riley.

“Very impressive. It took the patrol 42 minutes to track you and you neutralized them in 28 seconds”, professor Walsh said her voice not sounding so impressed.

“Lucky me”, Buffy explained in a careless manner even though the woman still made her nervous.

“Yes, right”, she agreed and walked away back to the vehicles.

“That was amazing, Buffy”, Riley said and smiled his charmer smile.

“Thanks.”

The other commandos started to rise from the ground, some groaning in pain or rubbing the sore spot. “Very impressive”, Graham said while walking past her, rubbing his neck but Forrest just walked away glaring at her, he wasn't used to getting beat up by a girl.

Buffy was pushed against a mausoleum. But the attacker wasn't an average vampire, it was Angel and he attacked her lips mercilessly. She moaned and threaded her fingers in his hair pulling him into a more close contact. His hands took hold of her and pulled them above her head holding them against the cold wall. His other hand made it's way down to the hem of her shirt and his fingers played with the bare skin, making her shiver. He pulled his lips from hers pressing soft kisses to her neck as he spoke.

“We shouldn't do this here. We should go to the mansion.”

“It's too far away”, she answered breathlessly and moaned when his lips found the scar. He abandoned her neck and leaned into a kiss when she pulled her hands free and spun them around, pushing him hard against the wall. She attacked his lips with great passion and started to unbutton his shirt.

He shed his shirt off and spun them around again, lifting her into air where she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He quickly opened her pants and his own before capturing her lips into a kiss while his fingers worked on the buttons of her blouse. Slowly they sank down to the ground not breaking the contact, their hands wandering all over their bodies and tongues fighting for control. Regretfully he pulled back, grabbing his leather jacket that laid abandoned next to them, he spread it to the ground before lowering her on it.

“Such a gentleman”, she said with a crooked smile and pulled him into a hungry kiss. He lowered himself between her thighs and she wrapped her legs around him, tugging his pants down using her feet. Her hand traveled slowly down his chiseled chest till she reached her goal and wrapped her fingers around his hard cock. They both moaned in unison as she started slowly moving her hand up and down his length.

With her free hand she grabbed his hair into her fist and forced his head back, baring his throat. She leaned closer to him, giving his neck a languid lick before bighting down hard, enough to leave a mark but not enough to break the skin. He growled deep in his chest, the demon inside him loving the vampiric demonstration and it only made him harder.

In a swift motion, he pulled her hand off his cock, grabbed her other hand and pinned them to the ground over her head. He nuzzled against her neck and gently kissed his mark that marred the otherwise flawless skin. He knew he should feel guilty about it but he didn't, he felt enormous male pride that he had marked her as his and that it was the most sensitive part in her body. Well, almost.

Not letting go of her hands, he traveled down her neck to her heaving chest, leaving wet kisses on his path. He could hear the blood rushing through her body but there was no fear in her scent, only excitement and anticipation. All the urgency he felt before was gone and he had made his mind to take his time no matter how enticing she looked or how good she felt with her legs wrapped around his, and his cock pressed against her wet opening.

“Angel”, she whispered in need, only half struggling against his hold on her wrists. They both knew she could break free if she wanted to, but now it was more of a matter of needing to feel him than freedom. He silenced her with a kiss which she responded urgently moaning into his mouth and wrapping her legs around him more firmly, making the tip of his cock push against her opening.

Angel pulled back with a groan, he didn't want to be inside her yet. He kissed down her neck and chest before capturing a hard nipple into his mouth, sucking it though the fabric of her bra. With his free hand he pulled down the offending fabric, revealing her breasts to his gaze, her nipples were already hard in the night air.

“Beautiful”, he whispered looking down at the soft mounds of flesh before once again wrapping his lips around the other nipple while tweaking the other with his fingers. She moaned and arched off the ground, grinding herself against him, making him groan against her skin. He abandoned her breasts and kissed his way down her taunt stomach. He teased her by circling her navel with his tongue and she let out a sound that was something between a giggle and a moan. He let go of her hands and continued his journey downwards, leaving a wet trail of kisses on her skin as he moved.

He breathed in her musky scent of arousal and propped her legs on his shoulders, locking his eyes with hers as he nuzzled against her inner thigh. She breathed out his name like it was a prayer and reached out to him, threading her fingers in his hair. Not letting his eyes off hers, he kissed her mound and ran his tongue through her slit. Her eyes closed and she let out a soft moan, her fingers tightening around his hair and her back arching off the ground.

He tasted her thoroughly fucking her tight channel with his tongue before suckling her clit, making her trash from side to side and unconsciously press his face more against her center. Happy to oblige, he didn't leave an inch untouched, his hands spreading her more open and his tongue circling her clit, he quickly sent her towards her climax.

“Angel... Angel”, she panted his name and not long after was screaming from release, her whole body tensed as the wave of pleasure rushed through her. He didn't stop his administrations, only slowing down, licking her from the opening to the clit, giving it a gentle tap with the tip of his tongue before circling it and sending another wave of pleasure running through her.

He pressed a soft kiss to her inner thigh before setting her legs down from his shoulders and climbing up her body. She moaned happily and opened her eyes, looking at him lazily with a blissful smile playing on her lips. She grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss, not shying away by the taste of herself on his lips. Her hand started wandering down his chest towards his rock hard cock, but he grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips.

“Let's go home before someone sees us”, he said before pressing a soft kiss to her lips and starting to get up. His trousers were still wrapped around his ankles so there was no need to look for them, finding his black shirt from the ground could turn out to be more difficult task.

“Who's gonna see us? We're at the cemetery and it's probably near two am”, she questioned, her eyes wandering down to his impressive hard on, just the sight of it made her mouth water and new wetness gather around between her thighs.

“You know the night is busy time for the undead of this town and we don't know where and what time the Initiative commando's patrol”, he stated and frowned at the thought. He had been so wrapped up in his passion that he hadn't settled to think who might see them.

“Are you sure you can walk with that?” Buffy asked with a crooked smile, pulling him out of his thoughts. He turned to look at her and noticed her eyes were fixed on the bulge in his pants, it wasn't like he didn't know he was hard. Just smelling her growing arousal was making his pants even more tight than they already felt. He took a step closer to her, leaning closer to her ear.

“We better get going. I want to make you scream in pleasure as I make love to you. In our bed”, he whispered to her and without even thinking about it, buttoned up her blouse, she had already pulled up her bra. He could hear her heartbeat quickening and the scent of her lingering arousal get more defined.

“We better get going then”, she stated. They quickly got dressed and after finding Angel's shirt, hurried out of the cemetery.

Neither of them had noticed Riley standing behind the trees, not looking very happy, his face red with jealousy. But not even he noticed the masked figure farther away, holding a video camera.

Buffy sneaked into the dorm room only to be spooked by Willow who was sitting on the bed. “So, where were you last night?” she asked trying to keep the hostility out of her voice. Buffy's eyes widened as she remembered that she had promised to meet the gang at the Bronze but the whole commando thing and patrolling with Angel had made her forget it.

“Oh Willow. I'm so sorry, I know I was supposed to be at the Bronze but I forgot. I had the whole Initiative test and the patrolling and I simply forgot. Please forgive me, I'm gonna make it up to you”, she said all in one breathe.

“These days you're either with Angel or playing commando with the Initiative, I hardly see you other than in classes”, Willow said and Buffy nodded repentantly.

“I know I've been a bad friend lately. But I have to find out what the Initiative is all about, I promise I will grovel and make it up to you as soon as it's all over”, she assured her and Willow just nodded her head, not really ready to forgive her but not saying anything either.

“Fine, but you have some serious groveling to do”, she said smiling even though she didn't feel like it. Buffy smiled but then her pager went off. She pulled it out of her pocket and looked at Willow apologizing.

“I'm sorry, I gotta go”, she said and Willow nodded, not happy about it. Buffy grabbed her jacket and walked out the door.

Buffy got the passage to the Initiative and had a small tour on the place. She saw the probing they did on the demons and she didn't like it but she kept quiet about it, she was going to play nice for now. After that she went to the briefing and professor Walsh didn't seem very happy when she asked questions, like what the demon was that they were going hunting for.

After a small run in with Walsh, Buffy went to the patrol with the commando group. They were attacked by the demon and she found out that the commandos were more on the way than help.

Buffy fell exhausted to the bed and sighed deeply when Angels arms surrounded her small form. “How was the patrol?” he asked and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

“Okay, nobody got killed so that's a plus. They don't even know what demons they are hunting want and Walsh gave me the evil eye when I asked. The demon had this stick of bone coming from its arm...”

“Polgara demon”, Angel assisted and Buffy nodded.

“Well we fought it and captured it which I'm a little wiggy about since they are going to poke and prob it, I think killing a demon is a bit more humane than planting some chip into its head making it not able to feed.”

“I agree with you on that one. And I like it even less that you have to spend time in there.”

Buffy smiled and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “I know, I'm having all kinds of bad vibes in there but it must be cause the place is full of demons, not the best atmosphere for a slayer, my senses are all over the place.”

Angel pulled her closer to his body and pressed a soft kiss to her neck right above his mark. She let out a satisfied hum and started to stroke his hair, she always loved the softness of it.

“Don't go back there”, he asked her and started planting small kisses to her neck.

“I have to”, she answered and moaned when his blunt teeth nipped at her scar.

“I don't like it”, he said as he reseeded down her neck. She flexed her fingers in his hair and whispered: “I know.”

“Can I persuade you not to?”

A smile rose to her lips. “You can try”, she whispered huskily.

At the same time on the other side of town professor Walsh was sitting in a surveillance room, watching a small black and white screen which showed Angel and Buffy on the cemetery. She sipped her coffee as she watched the small screen and after a while, she stopped the tape, with few push of a keyboard she printed a photo of Angel. She looked at it scrutinizingly and pushed the play button on the tape.

After Buffy's last class Riley walked up to her looking practically giddy. “Hey”, he said with a wide smile.

“Hey. You're looking giddy today.”

“Not the word I would use but it will do. Could we talk in private, like in my dorm room since I'd like to talk about last night but it isn't for civilians to hear.“

Buffy nodded in agreement and they went to Riley's dorm room. “So what are you so excited about?” Buffy asked Riley as she saw that his goofy look wasn't fading.

“The mission last night. It was magnificent. The way you moved and took out that demon. Wow! It was like when I saw you fight the first time.”

Buffy smiled and said a polite thank you. “But what I don't get is why you take it like it's the end of the world”, Riley said and it was a mistake, her face darkened.

“I've lived on a Hellmouth for nearly four years and the end of the world is always behind the corner and guess who has to stop it. We may both be after the same creatures but we are not the same. For you it's a job but...”

“It's not just a job”, Riley interrupted but Buffy just shook it off with a shake of her shoulders.

“So it's an adventure. You hunt some vampires and get to be the hero. But for me it's destiny, I can't change it and I can't walk around it. I'm stuck with it.”

“But you don't have to be, there are other people who can do it. You're not alone”, Riley said and placed his hand on her arm. She took a step back and crossed her arms in front of herself.

“Have done your reading on slayers?” she asked him cause he was apparently still clueless.

“Yes, I did. But that doesn't mean that your life has to end because of it.”

“I don't know what book you read but being a slayer isn't like that. It is my calling, my duty, I can't run away from it and it never stops till I stop breathing. It isn't a hobby, it is my duty cause I'm the only one that can do it. For you hunting vampires and other creatures of the night is fun, an adventure but I don't have a choice. As long as I am alive I can't stop it, I have to fight for my life and for the world every night till some demon gets lucky and that's when the other slayer is called.”

“You've got this twisted way of looking at things. This... this doom and gloom mentality. You keep thinking like that, things are probably going to turn out just the way you expect”, he said and her expression hardened.

“Just because you read psych doesn't mean you know anything about me.”

“We're both demon hunters, I know what it's like”, Riley tried and it seemed like he really believed it.

“No we aren't. You are an amateur, you play soldier with your zap gun and catch some demons and you think you know what it's about. I've been doing this since I was fifteen, I will do this till the day I die which could be already tomorrow cause not one slayer is recorded of living past 25.”

“Which is exactly the attitude I'm talking about! I know the risks of what we do. I also know it's more rewarding than any other job on the planet. And fun...”

”Fun? Right. The last person who had too much fun in this job is in a coma!”

”I'm not saying you shouldn't take your work seriously...”

”But just turn my frown upside down, is that it? Well, open your eyes Riley cause you're in for a rude awakening cause this line of work isn't what you have painted it to be. You lose people, people you don't know and those that you love and you have to make sacrifices, it is hard and painful and all you can do is try to fight the forces of evil. They never stop coming no matter how much you wish you could dust the last vampire. Wake up from the dream”, she said getting more angry by the second. She gave him a cold look and turned around to leave.

“Buffy”, he said her name with a pleading voice and grabbed her arm. She turned to look at him, her face not any softer.

“Don't. We are done talking about this subject”, she said and left the room. She had just got her head clear when Walsh paged her and told her to meet her at once.

Professor Walsh walked into the room with Buffy trailing behind her. “It is a small assignment and probably a waist of slayers talent but all my boys are on field”, Walsh said and Buffy nodded.

“We've had readings of a Class 3 sub-terrestrial moving through the sewer tunnels here. Just on the north edge of town”, she continued pointing the spot on a map that laid on a table. Buffy turned to look at her questioningly and asked: ”Class 3?”

“Low level threat. Minimal aggression and defenses.” She signed to the gear in the table.

“Here is your gear, we don't want to take any chances. This is a communications camera, it has a direct line here and it also monitors the heartbeat. You'll also be getting this tazer with you”, she said and handed her the small devise and pointed at the tazer riffle on the table.

“Okay”, Buffy answered little unsure, she really didn't like guns even if they didn't have bullets, maybe the fact that she had been shot at twice had something to do with it. “But there's also something I would like talk about with you.”

“We'll talk when you get back”, Walsh assured her.

Some time later, Buffy stepped into the dingy sewer, holding the riffle in her hand and looking warily around herself. She could hear heavy footsteps and low growling.

“Professor Walsh...” she started to the head devise but then the two large demons stepped into view and she remembered seeing that kind in the operating table in the Initiative. Realization hit her hard and she tried to shoot them with the tazer but it just shot electricity all over itself so that Buffy had to throw it off her hands. There was no doubt anymore that she had been betrayed when the iron bars slammed down on the exit.

She attacked the demons, kicking and throwing punches at them. She ducked when the other tried to grab her, she kicked the other and ducked a swing of a axe. She started throwing strong punches but the other hit her into the back and she spun around kicking it off.

After a furious fight, one of them managed to grab her and the other tried to kill her with the axe, that was her golden opportunity, she grabbed the devise from her head and threw it into the ground before kicking the approaching demon off of her. She grabbed the axe and pushed it into the demons chest while it was still holding it. The one left punched her hard to the ground and went after its own axe that happened to be laying in a puddle of water. She grabbed the dysfunctional tazer gun and threw it into the water electrocuting the demon.

She fell to the ground breathing heavily, she was still trying to wrap her mind around the fact that she had just been tried to kill by a human being. She rose from the ground and went to the discarded communications devise. She lifted it off the ground and pointed the camera to herself.

“Professor Walsh. About the demons you send to take care of me, well they're dead. It takes a lot more than a faulty gun and couple of warrior demons to kill this slayer. Obviously you haven't done your homework. Let me tell you this, you just made the biggest mistake of your life.” After saying that, she threw the devise to the ground and crushed it with her boot.

At the same time as Buffy was on the sewers, Angel was on his way to the dorm rooms to see her. He had blackmailed Spike into taking control of the patrolling for the night, well he didn't have a hard time convincing him since he would have done it anyway because of the only violence he could give. He had the plan all set, all he needed now was Buffy.

He heard a noise from a back alley and headed to investigate since in Sunnydale it could mean a vampire attack. When he reached the destination, there was no vampires but he heard a faint voice saying: “Target has been confirmed, move.” And he was attacked from various side and soon he noticed his attackers were the commandos.

He knocked the first one unconscious on a first punch and grabbed the second one throwing him into the wall. He slid down to the ground unconscious. Two men attacked him while the third called backup on his walkie talkie. One of the men hit Angel to the stomach and his head with his combat wand and Angel grabbed it throwing it over the building. He grabbed the men by the collars of their jackets and lunged them against each other. He let go of them and they fell unconscious to the ground.

He closed in on the one left standing and asked barely keeping him vampire face down: “Why are you attacking me?”

The man didn't answer him, just pulled out his tazer gun and aimed it at Angel. Angel ducked the shot and kicked the riffle out of the mans hands before kicking the man across the alley. He looked around himself and the three unconscious commandos on the ground. He noticed a paper on one of their pockets and kneeled next to him pulling the paper out. He straightened it and shock and confusion smeared his face when he saw it was a printed picture of him. He looked at it for a while and realized it was taken from the cemetery when he had been with Buffy. His face darkened from the thought of one of the commandos seeing his Buffy naked.

He stood up with anger and folded the paper before tucking it into his jacket pocket. With long angry strides he left the scene and headed to Buffy's dorm room.

He didn't have to wait long when Buffy walked in and their gaze met at once.

“You're hurt”, she said and walked to him, gently touching side of his head that had dry blood on it.

“So are you”, he answered and looked at the split lip.

“Yeah, I had this little military mission, only Walsh didn't count on me surviving. What happened to you?”

“I ran into some commandos. And they were obviously after me since I found this from one of them”, he answered and pulled out the paper passing it to her. She opened the paper and was surprised to see his face on it, it was clearly taken from a video tape since it had a date and a time code in the corner.

Seeing her face, Angel explained: “It was taken the night we were at the cemetery... And when things got a little out of hand.”

The realization hit her and she looked at him with wide eyes. “You mean someone was filming when we were... you know?!”

Angel nodded with a frown on his face. “Oh God!” she said disgusted and sat on her bed. Angel sat next to her and pulled her into his arms.

“Professor Walsh tried to kill me, she send me against warrior demons with a faulty tazer gun, they were her pets, I saw one of them once in the Initiative and they were meant to kill me. And it seems that she wanted you captured. We can't trust them, we don't know what they are going to do and what is room 314 but now knowing them I bet it's even worse than we suspect.”

“We'll deal with it when the time comes”, he assured her and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

“Yeah. I was mad at them before but now I'm really pissed off cause nobody messes with my boyfriend!”

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