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Chapter 15: Chained
Buffy returned to Angel’s apartment, she had been patrolling but there was no sign of Angelus. She sighed deep and fell to the bed. She could still smell Angel's scent on the sheets and it brought tears to her eyes. This was torture but at least now she knew his soul could be returned to him. She wiped her eyes to the back of her hand and pressed her face into the pillow. She needed her friend, someone to talk to, she missed what she used to have with Willow even if she could never understand what it was like for her. “I always loved to see you crying”, she heard Angelus’ voice from behind. Her eyes snapped open and she jumped off the bed but was grabbed by him and pinned back to the bed. She struggled but it was no good. “Let go of me!” she screamed but was silenced by his lips to hers. It threw her so much that she seized her struggling shocked by his action. The kiss was passionate but not brutal like what she had used to from him. But soon she knew the reason, she heard a click and her eyes snapped open. She was tied to the wall with manacles. When she returned to the room, she hadn’t looked around her enough to see the new addition to the room, an iron ring for the chain. She kicked him off of her and tried to yank the chain off but the ring wouldn’t move. “I like you like this”, he said and glided his finger along her side from her leg to her neck. He tried to touch her face but she pulled away glaring at him. “Come on, lover. You know you want it. No matter how you resist it, you can’t control it. You want the bad boy, miss Summers, you want the darkness”, he whispered to her ear and pressed a small kiss to her neck, grabbing hold of her chin so she wouldn’t pull away. She shivered as his tongue traced the scar. “I would never want you, Angelus.” “Keep telling that to yourself, lover. I have been waiting for this chance for years now. I know I handled the last time all wrong”, he said and Buffy turned to look at him like he had lost his mind, or what was left of it. “Don’t look at me like that, lover. It took me nearly three years being trapped in soul boy to admit that I want you and that I love you.” he said the last part like it tasted foul on his lips. “Now I know you’re crazy. You’re a demon, Angelus, you can’t love. You don’t have a soul!” she spat at him and again tried to yank the chains off with no luck. “You don’t need soul to love, and I'm not talking about the hearts and kisses soul boy feels for you. Spike loves and that makes him weak. I am not going to be weak. That is why I wanted to destroy you and the world, after spending so many decades with soul boy, I didn’t want to be tainted by that ugly feeling. But as I said before, I have a whole new plan. I’m going to make you my dark queen”, he said and traced her face with his finger. “You’re crazy. I hate you!” she screamed and tried to kick him but missed. Angelus’ face darkened and he hit her hard, splitting her lip. She spit off blood and glared at him. “I’m not gonna kill you, I already promised that. But I never said anything about hurting you. You can say anything but I know you, you may hate me but you also love me. I’m part of your precious soul boy and you need the darkness that I give you”, he said very calmly taking her chin between his fingers, keeping her face in place. “You are delusional”, she spat at him feeling very defensive. She knew she had feelings towards him, how could she not since he was part of Angel but still he was a soulless beast that had done nothing but hurt her. “Let her go!” yelled Cordelia from the door holding a stake and cross in her hand. Wesley was standing behind her holding a shot gun. Angel laughed his voice full of humor. “I don’t think so. You don’t have anything better to offer. Do you really think you can stop me?” he chuckled shaking his head. After he was done with Buffy, he was going to handle them, he was looking forward torturing them till they begged for death. “I can”, came another voice and Faith stepped into view. “I’m terrified already”, he giggled. “Let her go”, she commanded. “Not gonna happen.” “Fine by me”, Faith answered and attacked him. She threw punches at him but he blocked them easily. Wesley ran further in to the room and was about to swung an axe to cut the chains but Angelus grabbed the axe, knocking him down. “Wesley!” Cordelia screamed and rushed to him. Angelus laughed and swung the axe, almost cutting Faith who managed to dodge on the last moment. “Come on, you’re a slayer Faith, you can do better than this. Yet another thing where you’re coming second to Buff”, he taunted and he could see her face darken, no matter how she tried to change her life, competing with Buffy was still there. Faith grabbed the axe and quickly cut the chain with it. In a flash Buffy was off the bed and she wrapped the loose chains around him, pulling him to the floor. She sat on top of him and punched him hard, tears running down her face. But his smile didn’t disappear and that only pissed her off more. “I knew you would like to be on top”, he laughed and she punched him again, not stopping. “Take it easy, B”, Faith said and pulled Buffy off of him, he was already bloody. She tied him into the chains that Buffy had bought earlier and tied them into the ring. Faith took Buffy’s hand into hers and lead her to upstairs where she collapsed in her arms. It took a long while for the tears to stop and her to get herself together. “How did you know?” she asked with a weak voice, she was still feeling very emotional. “Willow called me. I happened to be on the neighborhood. She’s on her way here. How did this happen? What happened to the look but don’t touch thing you two had going on” she answered and Buffy closed her eyes sighing. “It was some sort of spell, we lost control”, she said and buried her face into her hands. Faith looked at her sister slayer for a while, she hadn’t been there when Angelus was around last time and she couldn’t even imagine what it had been like for her. “It’s gonna be okay, Willow will do the curse again”, she comforted and pulled her into her arms. “I know. He’s going to have his soul back and brood from the things that Angelus did. But things have changed, I know now that they can’t go back to the way they were, someone wanted Angelus free and I couldn’t control myself, I made it happen, again”, she whispered miserably and buried her face into her shoulder but not letting herself cry. “It’s gonna be okay”, Faith said and Buffy looked up at her. “Is it?” “Of course it is”, came Willow’s voice from the door.
Willow started the spell while Buffy sneaked into Angel’s apartment. She stood on the door, looking at Angelus who was just sitting there with bored expression on his face. “You can still pack a punch, Buff”, he said without looking at her. He licked his healing lips and slowly turned his gaze to her. He still looked very much like a predator even if he was tied and could barely move. “Angel is coming back”, Buffy said like she was talking about the weather. “Then why are you here? You’re getting soul boy back, so why are you here?” he asked, a smirk rising to his face, he already knew the answer. “You won’t get out again. If I’m the key to your release, there will be no other chance”, she said with a low voice looking at him from under her brows. “You’re not going to do anything stupid, are you, Buff?” he asked feeling a little worried but keeping the sarcastic tone in his voice. Buffy smiled at him ruefully and that made him even more worried. “There will be no strike three”, she said and walked to the bed. He looked hard at her trying to find answers but there was nothing showing on her face. “What? No kiss goodbye?” he asked smirking. “The last one you’ll get”, she said and leaned closer. She pressed a slow kiss to his lips and was ready when he tried to grab her. She jumped back before he reached her. “Goodbye Angelus.” That was when he screamed from pain and a flash of light passed his eyes. Tears sprang to her eyes as she watched him. He looked so confused, just like when it had happened the last time. Quickly she wiped her tears away and went to him. “Angel”, she whispered and he turned to look at her. “Buffy”, he whispered with a gruff voice. A small smile of relief rose to her lips and she cupped his cheek, planting a soft kiss to his lips.
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