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Chapter 9: The Blood Angel started to wake up, he hadn't been out cold for long but it was enough for Buffy to be near panic. “Angel”, she whispered and smoothed his hair back, it was already drenched with sweat. “Buffy”, Angel answered with a strangled voice, enough to bring fresh tears into her eyes. 'Damn hormones' she thought as she wiped the tears away and moved closer to him. Suddenly several Initiative men burst into the room. Buffy spun to look at them, her whole being hardening and she gave them one of her death glares that was enough to scare a toughest demon. “Get the vampire”, one of the men ordered but Buffy, despite the very pregnant stomach she had, jumped up to her feet more gracefully than she should have and took a fighting stance. “Anyone takes a step too close to him and I'll forget the Slayer doesn't kill humans-rule”, she threatened and her tone made it very clear she was serious. One of the men turned to their leader, looking at him as if waiting for an order. “Sir?” he asked uncertainly, he had been present in one of the showings of the film from Buffy's so called demonstration when she had been against several Initiative soldiers and taken them out in less than a minute, he didn't want to fight against the slayer that seemed very serious. “Leave the vampire, we'll get him later, we don't want to harm any civilians”, the man said looking at Buffy, he obviously thought calling her a civilian was a insult. “Help agent Finn”, he ordered and two men went to unconscious Riley, carrying him out of the cave. “This incident will not go unnoticed”, the pack leader threatened but Buffy just sent him a cold glare that would strike fear into wise mans heart. The commando squad backed off and left the cave, letting Buffy give Angel her full attention. “Can you walk?” she asked him and smoothed his hair back before pressing a soft kiss to his clammy forehead. “I don't know, but I'll try”, he said and started to get up stumbling. Buffy helped Angel walk to his car, setting him to the passengers seat as she searched his pockets for the keys. “Buffy, you're not driving. You're pregnant”, Angel protested even though he was barely conscious. “Yes, I am. You're not in any condition to drive or even push a car so that leaves me. So shut up and rest, honey”, she answered and grabbed the keys before going behind the wheel. Buffy sped to the mansion, probably breaking several laws while getting there but she didn't care, all she could see was Angel who was getting weaker by the minute. What ever had been in those bullets, was not good. She stopped the car in front of the mansion, noticing Gunn's truck parked in the front, she ran inside reluctantly leaving Angel into the car. As she ran through the door, the three humans jumped to their feet. “Buffy!” Cordelia yelped and started towards the anxious Slayer. She stopped as she saw the dried blood on her wrists. “What happened?” Wesley asked the question she was going to ask. “No time. Angel's in the car, something bad happened. I need help to get him inside”, Buffy said frantically and the others followed her outside. She knew she needed all the help she could get, getting his large body into the car from the cave had been draining, she hadn't eaten anything in 24 hours and she was extremely tired, she couldn't sleep while being held captive. “What happened?” Wesley asked as he saw the barely conscious vampire. “Riley shot him, twice. I think there was some kind of poison in the bullets. Maybe the same that Faith used, I need you to test it”, Buffy answered trailing behind them as the two men carried Angel inside. “Put him into the bedroom”, she ordered and quickly walked past them, leaving the bedroom door open and sweeping the comforter off. Gunn and Wesley lowered Angel to the bed and he moaned in pain, causing tears spring into her eyes. Cordelia walked into the room with medical supplies and grimaced at the sight Angel was making. She handed the items to Buffy and she gave her a barely there smile. “Thank you”, Buffy whispered and walked to the bed, sitting next to Angel. “Could you get a water basin and some cloth?” she requested not taking her eyes off her vampire lover. Cordelia nodded her head, giving the two one last look before hurrying to the kitchen. Angel opened his eyes and gave Buffy a painful smile. “Hey there”, she whispered and wiped the sweat off his face with the sleeve of her shirt. “Hey”, he whispered back, his voice hoarse. “We need to take the bullets out”, she stated. She glided her hand over his forehead to his cheek and he stopped her, covering her hand with his and keeping it on his cheek. “It's poison, I can feel it”, he said looking into her eyes with sadness, he knew it was the same poison as Faith had used but he wasn't going to tell that to her since he knew Faith wasn't in town. “I know”, she whispered. “I would have liked to see our child being born”, he said and Buffy gripped his shoulder, staring into his eyes. “And you will! Don't you dare give up! We're going to cure you and you're going to be there to watch our child grow up! I can't do this without you, do you hear me! You're not giving up!” she yelled at him, wanting to shake him till his teeth rattled but she didn't. He didn't say anything and thankfully Cordelia came with the water and pieces of cloth, she placed them to the night table next to the bed. Buffy unbuttoned the shirt Angel was wearing and grimaced at the angry bullet wounds. She wiped the blood away with wet cloth before grabbing the tweezers and pulling the two bullets out. Angel didn't let out a sound even though she knew he was in great pain. She taped a gauze bandages over the wounds and gave the cup with bullets in it to Cordelia. She scrunched her face in disgust while looking at the bloody bullets. “Give them to Wesley and tell him to test them right now”, she ordered and Cordelia didn't question, just hurried out of the room. Buffy turned to Angel and wiped away the sweat. The whole situation was just painful for her, it brought too many bad memories back, Faith's betrayal, fear of loosing Angel and finally watching him leave. Tears threatened to come but she refused to let them fall. She wasn't going to loose Angel.
Cordelia was watching Angel while Buffy ate, she was fairly certain she knew what the poison was and what she needed to do. Wesley walked into the kitchen, looking very weary and Buffy could almost read his mind. “It's the same poison as Faith used, isn't it”, she stated, it wasn't really a question and all Wesley could do was nod. “We need to inform Faith and ask her to come here”, Wesley said, removing his glasses and starting to wipe them with his handkerchief, a gesture that reminded her so much of Giles back in the day. “We can't, she's out of town on vamp business. Even if we caught her, it would take too long for her to come here. There's too much poison, he's slipping faster than he did last time”, she said and got up from the table. She walked out of the kitchen with Wesley trailing behind him. “You can't be considering what I think you are?” “I don't know what you're thinking but I'm the only Slayer here. So he needs to feed from me”, she stated folding her arms in front of her. “He needs to what?!” Gunn yelped and jumped to his feet, making his way to the Slayer and the watcher. “Angel was poisoned and Slayers blood is the only cure”, Buffy explained. “But what about the other Slayer chick?” Gunn suggested but Buffy shook her head. “She's out of town and we're out of time.” “But Buffy, you're pregnant...” Wesley tried but was interrupted by Buffy. “I'm very well aware of that. But I'm not going to let the father of my child die!” “Last time he almost killed you”, Wesley reminded her and Gunn's head spun to look at her. “Last time!” Buffy just ignored him, looking at Wesley with determination he remembered well from the last time Angel had been poisoned. “You're going to be there, making sure he doesn't take too much. And that's the end of the discussion”, she stated and walked into the bedroom with the two men trailing behind her. “She's not really going to... you know...” Gunn asked looking at Wesley who just nodded in defeat, he knew very well there was no way to change the Slayers mind. “That's just... nasty.” Buffy ignored the two men behind her and sat to the bed next to Angel. He opened his eyes as he felt Buffy's hand trailing on his cheek and he gave her a tired smile. “Angel. It's the same poison as Faith used. You need to drink from me”, she stated, there was no time for running around the bushes. “No!” Angel yelled as a protest but she showed no signs of backing off. “Do you want me to beat you up like the last time?! Cause I will!” she threatened. “She's going to what!?” Cordelia shrieked at the two other men but seemed to calm down when they explained the situation. But it all was just a background noise to Buffy, who stared at Angel with her resolve face intact. “Last time I almost killed you”, Angel protested and tried to get up only to be pushed back down by Buffy. “And the others are going to be here to make sure you don't take too much. Angel, this is the only way!” She framed his face with her hands and kept him firmly in place, forcing him to look into her eyes. “Angel, I love you. I can't do this without you. I need you here with me, we need you” she spoke in a firm but quiet voice with tears rising to her eyes. “Buffy”, he tried to protest but she silenced him with a slow kiss filled with longing and that was pleading him to do it. She pulled away from his lips and started trailing down his throat before giving gentle bite to the curve of his neck. Even though he was in pain and barely conscious, the bite flamed his desire and made the demon inside him rattle his cage. A low growl escaped his throat and happy that her treatment was working, she did it again. His hand trailed up her back before settling to the back of her neck, his fingers threading to her long hair. She lifted her head before tilting it to the side, giving him full view of her delicate throat. He could hear and smell the blood rushing under the skin and everything in him was rooting for him to sink his fangs into the smooth skin but still he resisted. “Angel. Drink”, she encouraged with her best bedroom voice and he was quickly losing control. Sensing he was still clinging to the small thread of resistance he had, she nuzzled against his neck and giving it a small lick before sinking her blunt teeth into his skin, almost breaking it. He growled and pulled her back, his eyes already glowing golden. She stared into his eyes without any fear and tilted her head to the side, offering herself to him. She watched as his face shifted to his demon visage and he lowered his head to her neck, smelling and licking it before she felt his fangs pierce the skin. She moaned as the pain stepped aside, he pulled her completely into his lap and his hands trailed under her shirt. Her hands found their way to his hair, her fingers wrapping around the short strands and she pulled him closer. The others were standing by the door watching the play before them with wide eyes. “Is anyone else feeling like we're seeing something we're not supposed to?” Cordelia asked shifting on her feet. “Hell yeah, I feel like a damn peeping Tom”, Gunn stated, he was feeling his blood running to a certain part of his body and it was making him very uncomfortable. “Maybe I should have warned you that a vampire bite can be very painful but when done in a certain way it can be very... umm... pleasant”, Wesley said awkwardly. “I'm thinking pleasant is a bit of a understatement”, Gunn stated and everyones eyes widened even further as they heard the low grunt coming from Angel and the breathy scream of his name from Buffy. Angel pulled his fangs from her skin and gave it few soothing licks. She loosened her grip on his hair and turned her gaze to his, giving him a lazy smile. “Buffy”, he said frantically, ready to apologize and whisk her to the hospital but she shook her head and placed her fingers to his lips, silencing him. “Don't say it, I'm okay”, she whispered and leaned down to a kiss. “Should we step in or just split while we can?” Gunn asked but it was too late, Angel was pulled out of his haze as he heard his friends voice. He pulled away from Buffy and turned sharply to look at the three people by the door. He wrapped his arms around Buffy as if she had been naked and she turned too look behind her, her eyes widening and her whole face blushing. “Oh no”, she sighed and buried her face into his chest in embarrassment. “Umm... Since you two are... okay, we're just... going to be in the other room... if you need us”, Wesley said awkwardly and started to back away from the bedroom. “I'm going with English”, Gunn stated signing to the door and quickly fled the room. “Yeah, I'm going with the two cowards, I've had enough voyeurism to last a lifetime. And I'm sending my therapy bill to you two, that was something I could have happily lived without”, Cordelia shot at them and left also but keeping her cool, not fleeing like the two men before her. “Okay, that was something I didn't want them to see”, Buffy mumbled against his chest. “Yeah”, he agreed with a quick growl, the two men had just heard something no other man had the right to witness.
Lilah walked into Lindsey's office and sat down to one of the chair. “Again, why am I here?” she asked annoyed and the feeling only increased as Lindsey smiled triumphantly. He took sheet of papers from one of the folders and handed them to Lilah. She looked at the copy of something that looked like a very old text and then turned her cold gaze to the man on the other side of the desk. “What's this supposed to mean? It's in Sumerian.” “There's a translation on the other paper”, Lindsey answered and she uncovered the other page, quickly reading it with a cold smile rising to her lips which quickly disappeared as she turned back to look at him. “'The child of a vampire with a soul and the slayer of vampires shall have great importance in the turn of the Apocalypse'. So the kid is Angel's”, Lilah said reading part of the translation. “Yes, and the script doesn't say which side the kid is going to be in”, Lindsey said with a wolfish smile. “Then we better get that kid to our side. What's the status on the mommy?” Lindsey pulled out another file and handed it to her. “The ex fell over the edge but I've got it under control”, he stated and leaned back against his chair. Lilah let out a short laughter at something she had been reading. “Those government operations are so easy to control”, she laughed and put down the file before standing up, smoothing down her skirt. “Our captain America will be put into rehabilitation, under our watchful eye of course”, Lindsey said with a smirk and pulled out a bottle of whiskey. “Want a drink?” “Why not”, Lilah answered and he pulled out two glasses. Riley was at the infirmary as he woke up. Slowly he sat up on the bed and rubbed his head. He couldn't believe she had hit him, and because of that bloodsucking fiend! Angrily he got off the bed and made his way to the door. He stopped as he heard voices. “We have orders to put him under psychiatric surveillance. He is mentally very unstable”, the doctor said to a nurse who nodded in understanding. Riley was fuming, those traitors. As the doctor and nurse walked through the door, he grabbed them and slammed them against the wall, both falling down unconscious. He pulled on his army gear and sneaked out of the room, making his way to the elevators like he was just going to a mission. He got easily above the ground, now all he had to do was find his girlfriend and kill the beast that was holding her under the influence.
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