Forever, Always, and Then SomeChapter 51
Buffy and Angel mount the porch slowly. Buffy: I hate for this night to end but I am glad to be back home. Angel: With Conner? Buffy: With both my men. Angel drops their bag and slips his arms around her waist and kisses her gently. The door to the house opens and Cordy and Willow are standing there with Conner. Buffy and Angel turn their heads and look. Cordy: I thought you two would have had enough of that. Angel: Never. Willow: Well someone here has been missing you. Buffy: That makes three of us. Buffy steps in and reaches for Conner. Angel picks up their bag and follows. Cordy: Angel, do you want a few minutes before we leave. Angel: Uh, where’s Gunn? Gunn walks up. Gunn: Right here. Angel hands him the car keys. Gunn: Thanks, we will pick you up tomorrow night Cordy: What is going on? Gunn picks up his and Cordy’s bags. Angel: You two have fun. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do. (he looks at Buffy) Not sure what that could possibly be. Cordy: Where are we going? Gunn: Trust me. Cordy: Uh okay. Buffy: Bye guys. They close the door. Willow: Where are they going? Buffy: Gunn is taking her to the same place we just left. He has his own night planned for her. Willow: I am still getting over the two of them together. No one told me until last night when they slept in your room. Buffy: Sorry, I never thought about it. Angel: Well Buffy, I think you said something about getting out of those pants. Willow: Angel!!! Buffy: Willow, not like that. Buffy hands Conner to Angel. Buffy: Be right back. Willow follows Buffy upstairs. Willow: Well going to tell me anything? Buffy: You knew about this? Willow: Yeah he told me the other night. Come on spill. Buffy: Just say if I had it to do all over again, I would change absolutely nothing. Well except these pants. Willow: What’s wrong with the pants. Buffy starts changing into her pajamas. Buffy: Lets say tight in the wrong places. Willow: Oh (laughs). I see. Uh but they fit nice. Buffy: True. Is Conner been fed yet? Willow: I thought I would let you. Buffy: Good. Let’s go downstairs. Buffy stops at the bottom of the stairs and watches Angel making faces at Conner. Buffy: Will, can you believe that is the same broody man who we met five years ago. Willow: Not really. But he still can be at times. Buffy: Angel, is he ready for dinner or is he still enjoying the show. Angel: You look more comfortable. And yes he is hungry. He tried to eat my finger. Buffy: He probably just wanted it to teeth on. Angel: No there was some definite sucking action. Buffy: And you are the sucking expert. Angel just gives her a look. Buffy sits down next to him and takes Conner. She snuggles up against Angel while she is nursing. Willow: Can I get you guys anything? Juice? Milk? Angel Kool-Aide? Angel: I see Buffy’s little joke lives on. But yes I could use some. Uh if you really don’t mind. Willow: Not at all. Buffy? Buffy: Milk please. Willow returns with two glasses. Angel: Uh you might as well put hers back. Willow: Why? Angel: Because she is out for the count. Conner too. Willow: Want me to take him? Angel: Please. Willow takes Conner and Angel lifts Buffy into his arms and carries her up to bed. Willow follows with Conner. Both are tucked into bed. Angel just watches them for a moment. Willow: Going to go back downstairs? Angel: Yeah, I am hungry. Willow: Uh I left it on the coffee table. I am going to bed. Angel: See you in the morning. Angel goes downstairs. He proceeds to lock up the house. When he is locking the back door he notices a shadow move out back. He watches then opens the door. Angel: Spike. What are you doing? Spike: You’re here? I didn’t know. Angel: Still didn’t tell me why you are here? Spike: Not what you think man. Angel: I hope you are just trying to make sure my family stays safe. Spike: What if I am. Angel: Come in here. Spike: Why? Angel: Because I thought you might join me in a little dinner. Spike: Free blood, count me in. Spike enters and he and Angel sit at the kitchen counter drinking. Angel: You out there every night? Spike: Uh, you going to tell Buffy? Angel: No, but if you are, thanks. Dawn walks in. Dawn: Uh Angel, I didn’t know you were here. I thought you were leaving with the others. Angel: They had other plans. I am going home tomorrow night. Dawn: Oh, where is Buffy. Angel: Asleep, we had a long weekend. Dawn: Where did you two go anyway? Angel: A little Inn on the beach. Dawn: Oh, the beach in the winter? Sounds cold. Angel: It had a fireplace. Uh what are you doing up anyway? Dawn: Hungry. (looks at the others) Not the only one, I see. Spike, you have a mustache. Spike: Sorry, little bit. Dawn: Not necessary, I am kinda use to it. Buffy calls it an Angel kool-aide mustache. Spike: Angel Kool-Aide? Isn’t that just too too cute. Dawn: Spike, why do you have to be so mean sometimes. Angel: Because he can not longer use his fists he uses his mouth. Spike: What do you know about it, you sodden eunuch. Angel laughs. Angel: More words. Dawn: I am leaving before you two come to blows. Dawn leaves. Spike: I maybe not be able to hit a human but I can still hit you. Angel: Wouldn’t try it. My wife might take offense. That is after she finally wakes up. She is a bit exhausted after our little trip. Spike: What you do play monopoly all night? Angel: More like post office. Now I think it is time you leave. Angel pushes Spike toward the door. And opens it. Spike steps outside. Spike: Post office? Like with letters? Angel: Yeah, you know the mail goes in the mail goes out. Angel closes and locks the door. Spike stands on the porch just staring at the door. Spike: Huh? Yeah like that really happened!!!!! Angel heads to bed with a smirk on his face.
The next morning. In Sunnydale. Buffy wakes up to the sounds of Conner. She extricates herself from Angel’s embrace and lifts Conner up and slips out of the room. In the kitchen she runs into Dawn eating cereal. Dawn: Morning. Buffy: Morning. You get your report done for history? Dawn: Willow helped and it is finally done. Buffy: Glad to hear that. Dawn: How long is Angel staying? Buffy: How did you even know he was here? You were in bed when we came home. Dawn: I came down last night and he and Spike were in here having a drink. Buffy: Angel and Spike. And they were not fighting. Dawn: Not when I was here, but Spike was trying to push Angel’s buttons. Was my signal to leave. Buffy looks around. Buffy: No pile of vamp dust so I guess Spike survived. Dawn: And Angel? Buffy: Upstairs asleep. Angel: Wrong. I got cold by myself. Buffy: Poor baby. Sorry but your son’s needs come first. Angel: Okay, as long as he is the only other male you cater to. Coffee? Buffy: Not yet, kinda got my hands full. Angel: I can make it. Dawn: I gotta get to school. See ya. Buffy: You seem in a pretty good mood, even without coffee. Angel: Shouldn’t I be? Buffy: I just figured after your run in with Spike you might be a little irritated or something. Angel: Spike can’t get to me anymore. But I did kinda say something I might not have. Buffy: What did you say? Angel: I kinda hinted at what we were up to this weekend. Buffy: You didn’t. Angel: I don’t think he believed me of course. Buffy: Well if he knows, he knows. I just don’t plan on announcing it to the world. What goes on behind our closed doors is our business. Angel: I agree. I am sorry, I guess he just got to me a little. Buffy: What did he say exactly? Angel: Not important. Buffy: Okay, not going to push. Angel: Thanks. What you want to do today? Buffy: Lay around and do as little as I can get away with.
In LA Linwood: Well any luck on the surveillance? Lila: Oh yeah. We tracked him and the Mrs. to a little Inn on the beach. A sort of lover’s retreat. Linwood: Well what happened? Get any pictures? Lila: .We got just one before they closed the curtains. She hands him a photo which shows Angel and Buffy wrapped in towels looking out over the ocean through the glass door. Linwood: They look pretty casual but not actually confirms any sexual activity. Lila: Oh we were able to get some audio footage that removes any doubt. Linwood: Let me hear. Lila: Rest assured, they are not celibate. Linwood: Let me hear for myself. Lila: Fine. She inserts a CD into the computer and plays it. The unmistakable sounds of two people in the throws of passion are audible. Linwood: Okay, you can turn it off. Do you think it may have been faked for us to hear? Lila: They were at it like that for hours and hours and hours. Linwood: Like that? Lila: Uh huh. They have amazing stamina. Linwood: So I guess we can give up the breaking the curse idea. Lila: Pretty much squashed. Linwood: I am not looking forward to telling the senior partners. Lila: They don’t want us to go after the baby or after Angel. So I guess it is a closed case until he does something else. © 2005 Tara |