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Seeing Red
(Book 2 of the Red Light Series)
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Buffy and Willow were walking hand
in hand through one of Sunnydale's many cemeteries, talking, laughing, and
generally having a good time. It had
taken a week after Jenny Calendar’s funeral before they could just laugh
without feeling guilty.
It had been a busy week.
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After spending that first afternoon making out for the
first time, Buffy and
Giles had resignedly agreed to
speak with Buffy’s mother after the funeral, to explain about vampires and
slayers. In the end they had to take
the elder Summers on an abbreviated patrol in order to convince her.
Buffy had been adamantly against it at first, and when it was about to
turn into a shouting match between mother and daughter, Willow had stepped in
and salvaged the situation.
She had been sitting quietly, afraid to draw attention to
herself as it was the first instance where she was spending any significant
amount of time in the presence of Mrs. Summers since she and Buffy had begun
their relationship.
Buffy, surprised by her
girlfriend’s commanding tone, had meekly acquiesced.
It was even money who was more surprised when she walked back in to the
living room and quietly announced the decision- her mom or her watcher.
Events had progressed as expected;
Wheldon had risen, been staked, and reduced to dust.
They had led a bewildered Joyce Summers back to the house where she and
Giles had a long talk over a fairly tall glass of whiskey while Buffy and Willow
had retired to the back porch for some quiet cuddling,
The week had settled into a routine
after that night- Willow would meet Buffy at her house so they could walk to
school together, then it was classes, research in the library, then some heavy
patrolling- mixed with a little light petting.
So far, they hadn’t made any effort to rush the physical stuff.
There was lots of kissing- both the long languid gentle kind and the
deep, hot, breath-taking kind. There
was groping; but over-clothes only; neither was quite ready to cross that
line… yet. Both of them knew that
it wouldn’t be long.
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Buffy laughed out loud as Willow-
barely restraining her giggles- said, “And then… <snicker> Giles
face… when your mom <snort> when your mom said, ‘So Buffy fights these
vampires and demons…’” she trailed off, unable to contain her laughter.
Buffy continued the thought,
“…and <giggle> and you…”
“…Read Books?” they both
shouted, dissolving into insane laughter as they remembered the flustered look
on Giles face and his stuttering attempt to explain the importance of research.
They held each other in their arms
to keep from collapsing completely. After
a moment, their laughter died down and they gazed into each other’s eyes for
several moments. Smiles faded from
hilarity and took on a new look as desire began to build.
Their arms tightened around one another, bodies pressing firmly together
as their breathing sped up and their eyes dilated in arousal.
Just as they were about to kiss, a
rude voice rang out from several meters away, “Ooo lookie here, Marty!
We got us a couple of Lezzies!”
A second voice responded from near
the first, “I do believe you’re right, Nixon.”
Buffy closed her eyes and growled
in frustration. Not even turning her
head, she loudly said, “Hey! We’re
having a moment here. Why don’t
you two piss off?!”
Marty turned to Nixon and said,
“These two want to have a moment of happiness…”
Marty paused as Nixon answered,
“I don’t think we can allow that, can we?”
Marty shook his head, agreeing with
Nixon, “I’m pretty sure that’s against the rules.”
Coming up with an idea, he said, “I know- lets kill the blonde and take
turns showing that redhead what a man can do!”
Nixon was about to say something
when he found a stake suddenly protruding from his chest.
Marty watched in horror as Nixon
turned to dust.
Buffy was shouting as she attacked
the stunned vamp, “Why can’t you people ever let us have a single freaking
moment of joy…” she paused as she dislocated the vampire’s jaw with a
powerful roundhouse punch. “…or
love without ruining it?!” she finished as she followed up the punch with a
spinning backfist, again striking the damaged jaw and knocking the vamp to its
knees as he cradled his ruined face in his hands.
Buffy smiled at her girlfriend as
they watched the vamp collapse into ash, “I get really tired of those jerks
messing up our fun!”
Buffy was at that moment struck with a dizzy spell and
almost collapsed in
Buffy recovered after a moment and
said, “Yeah, I think so… That
was weird!”
“Wadaya mean?” she demanded.
Buffy closed her eyes and groaned,
“Dammit! I wanted to…”
Buffy whined as they walked,
“Stupid Flu!”
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Xander shook his head at Cordelia's
complaining. She wanted to know why
they had to patrol before they went to the bronze.
“Of course,” he thought, “She complains, but she still does it.”
“I *told* you,”
Switching conversational gears
without a clutch was another annoying habit Cordelia had.
“I don’t understand. How
come you’re not sick?”
Puzzled by the abruptly changed subject,
Cordelia rolled her eyes,
explaining, “Well, the way you guys are sucking face all the time…”
As Cordelia was about to say
something else, Xander jumped in, waving his hand up and down between them and
whistling. “Ok! Time Out! In case
you haven’t noticed, we are in a grave yard.
If you guys don’t keep it down you’re going to scare away all the
vampires!”
Cordelia just rolled her eyes
again, saying, “Whatever. Let’s
just get this done. You owe me a
night of dancing at the bronze- although describing what you do out on the floor
as ‘dancing’ might be too generous…”
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Not that such exchanges had led to
actual sex yet. The closest they had
come had- not surprisingly- come in one of the supply closets at school.
They had ended up having a heated exchange in the lunch room, where they
couldn’t immediately act on it, and had continued the argument for several
minutes before they walked away from one another in a huff.
Everybody that witnessed it probably thought they were incredibly pissed
off at one another- really, they were just taking separate routes to one of
their favorite closets. There had
been no need to arrange it ahead of time, they just both knew right where to go.
Within seconds of the door closing
they were clawing at each other’s tops, nearly tearing the fabric in the
process. Cordy was so worked up that
she didn’t even comment when her $250 angora sweater ended up crumpled in a
ball on the floor. Xander had
stroked and kneaded her breasts, toying with her nipples, while she ran her
hands over his back, marking the skin with her nails.
They ended up dry-humping for several minutes before breaking off in
frustration. Desperate as he was,
Xander would never force the issue, and they both knew there was no way Cordelia
Chase was getting fully naked, let alone horizontal, in a closet at school.
Anyone who knew Cordelia stayed the
hell out of her way that afternoon. Frustration
had put her into Über-Bitch mode for the rest of the day.
She actually had one sophomore football player in tears after she caught
him staring at her ass as she got in her locker between classes. Xander
had just skipped the rest of his classes that day.
He went home and jerked off three times before he was able to once again
face civilized society without sporting a raging hard-on.
He didn’t even need a dirty mag to fantasize to- the memory of
Cordy’s flaring nostrils and flashing eyes as they ripped into one another
verbally was more than enough to work with.
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Back to the present, Xander had
managed to establish quiet, if not peace between the girls, and they were
prowling the cemetery looking for a vamp to stake.
Yesterday, they had both been too busy and preoccupied to
have any ‘face time’ as Buffy had jokingly referred to it.
There had been tacit plans for a serious make-up session during patrol;
had been until Marty and Nixon had ruined things.
Then the flu bug struck, and even though
“Buffy!
I’ll probably get it anyway- half the school is down with it.
I might as well take advantage of the opportunity to have a little fun
getting it, rather than by way of someone in my general vicinity coughing in my
direction,” she had reasoned
Buffy had remained firm in her denial of
“How?”
Buffy just gave her a seductive
smile, and said, “Who said kisses were the only thing I had in mind?”
Willow had shut up at that, her
mind busy on just how Buffy might make up for missed kissage.
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Buffy was making her way across the
graveyard, trying to ignore the fatigue and lightheadedness she was feeling.
She sensed something as she approached the Heckinsack’s mausoleum. She
jumped around the corner, swinging her stake at whatever was there.
Xander screamed and jumped back,
holding on to his own stake tightly.
Cordelia let out a shriek from where she stood behind
Xander. She and
Buffy was slightly taken aback- looking at Xander she
said, “Non-vampire.” Her eyes
swiveling to Cordy and
Xander said, “Man, Buffy! My whole life just flashed
before my eyes!” He glanced over
at
Buffy bewilderedly asked, “What
are you doing here?”
Buffy looked at her girlfriend
blankly and said, “Well, I'm patrolling!” as if the answer were obvious.
Buffy attempted to defend herself, not meeting
Cordelia, in her waspish way mixed
concern with unthinking insult as she said, “Half the school's out with this
flu. It's a serious deal.” Putting
her hands on her hips, she added sternly, “Buffy. We're all concerned about
how gross you look.”
Buffy’s voice dripped with
sarcasm as she answered, “I'm touched. Really. But I have work to do.”
Buffy pulled away slightly and
said, “No, but it might kill somebody else.”
Xander pointed at her with his
stake and said, “You mean Angel might.”
As Buffy turned away from the group, he added, “Buffy, this is not the
time to challenge Angel for the ultimate fighting championship.”
He Gestured with his stake, explaining, “He's at full strength…
you're only half a Slayer.”
Buffy turned and looked Xander in
the eyes. “Yeah, but I'm still the
Slayer. And, as long as I am, Angelus's not gonna kill anybody else.”
Angelus popped up behind her and
said, “Aw, c'mon. Just one
more.”
He attacked, as
Buffy grabbed him by the back of
his coat and pulled him off of the whimpering Cheerleader.
She turned him around, took him by the coat collar and swung at him with
her stake- aiming for his foul heart.
He blocked her with his arm,
grabbed hers and twisted, making her drop her stake.
He taunted, “Not feeling well, lover?”
Buffy looked up at him and punched
him in the jaw, not saying a word.
He glared back at her and tried to
kick her, but she grabbed his foot and shoved his leg up, making him fall hard
onto his back.
Buffy smirked and taunted back,
“That helps.”
Angelus scrambled to hands and feet
while Buffy came at him from behind and tried to kick him.
He countered, kicking up and out, driving his foot into her chest.
She staggered back a bit until she could regain her balance.
He got up and advanced toward her. She
took a couple of swings at him, but he avoided them easily.
He blocked a third attempt, grabbing her arm and gripping her by the
throat.
“You know, you being off your
game's kinda takin' the fun out of all this,” he sneered, punching her in the
face and causing her to stumble backwards again.
“Nope, still fun!” he goaded.
Angelus punched her in the gut,
then grabbed her by the neck and shoved her around and into a corner column of
the small mausoleum.
Buffy was dazed and tried to regain
her balance, but didn't get a chance because he again punched her in the face,
knocking her flat on her back. He
leapt on top of her and pinned her arms down.
Angelus took another moment to mock
the fallen slayer, “Uh-oh. This does *not* look good for our heroine!” he
said as he bent down to bite her.
Angelus fell over onto his back
while
Xander quipped, “Take a walk,
overbite,” while Buffy got to her feet.
Angelus slowly backed away.
“We'll have to do this again sometime,” his taunt falling somewhat
flat as he had clearly lost this round,
He turned and walked off.
Buffy just watched him go.
Buffy put her hand to her forehead
and plaintively said, “I told you guys to leave, I...”
She started to feel dizzy, whispering “I... Oh...” and fall to the
ground unconscious.
Xander and Cordelia turned to look,
“Buffy?” Xander asked.
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Cordelia and Xander were sitting on
a row of chairs in the waiting room with worried looks on their faces.
Giles was leaning against a doorway, nervously cleaning his glasses.
She knew that Joyce knew about her and Buffy; Buffy had
assured her on several occasions that her mom was cool with the whole thing, but
Willow hadn’t actually spent any time alone in Joyce’s presence since she
and Buffy had begun their new relationship.
Plus there was the added stress of Buffy being in the hospital, which
Giles watched the redhead becoming more and more frantic
as time passed. Finally he stepped
into her path and stopped her, his hands gently gripping her shoulders.
“
This time when the elevator dinged
and the door opened Buffy’s mom was the one who walked out.
Giles felt the redhead tense under his hands and saw her
eyes widen in alarm. He quickly spun
around to see what was coming and was surprised when it turned out to be Joyce
Summers. He had, from
Joyce walked up to Giles and
demanded, “Where is she?”
Cordy and Xander got up and approached, flanking Giles
and
Giles answered, “She's still in
the emergency room.”
Joyce made as if to walk out of the
waiting room, saying, “I wanna see her.“
Joyce stopped and looked back at
her, not having noticed her at first, as she was hidden behind Giles.
She saw that the redhead was near tears, and immediately went to her;
wrapping her in a tight hug. “I’m
sure she’ll be all right, Honey,” she tried to reassure her daughter’s
girlfriend.
Just then the Doctor came to the
door and asked, “Mrs. Summers?”
Joyce and
The doctor smiled and introduced
herself, “I'm Dr. Wilkinson.”
Joyce immediately asked, “Is
Buffy okay?”
The doctor began to explain, “We
were able to stabilize and...”
Joyce interrupted exasperatedly,
“Is she *okay*?”
Dr. Wilkinson reassuringly said,
“She's going to be fine.”
Joyce and
Xander was shifting back and forth
on his feet. “Good… Good…” he said; his apprehension manifesting itself
in the way he was fretfully rubbing his hands together
“That's good,” he repeated once again.
Cordelia just kept one hand on her
boyfriend’s shoulder and didn’t say a word.
Giles smiled briefly and put his
glasses back on his face.
Dr. Wilkinson added, “I want to
keep her here a few days, though. She still has some healing to do…”
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The whole gang was in the hall
upstairs near Buffy's hospital room. They were waiting for her to be brought up.
As soon as the elevator door
opened, Joyce went to the gurney, “Buffy?” she asked as she reached the bed.
“Hi, sweetheart,” she said, her concern for her daughter evident.
Everyone followed along as the
orderly wheeled her toward her room.
Buffy sounded groggy and out-of-it
as she said, “Hey. Here we are. It's all of we. Are we taking me home?”
she struggled to get up as she spoke.
The doctor tried to push her back
down, saying, “No. Buffy, you need to lie down, honey.”
Buffy, still groggy, but insistent
said, “Yeah? Lie at home. My bed is better than any bed that's... not my
bed.”
The doctor looked at Joyce and
stupidly observed aloud, “She's still a little out of it.”
Joyce just nodded at her, not
wanting to offend the doctor by saying “Duh!” even if that was what came to
mind.
Buffy looked at
Oblivious to the redhead’s
consternation, Buffy looked at her and quietly said, “It’s true Will, you
do.”
The doctor cleared her throat and
said, “She'll feel better after she's been here a while.”
Buffy again began to struggle,
“Lemme go. Look, I wanna go!”
The orderly pushing the bed, two
nurses and Dr. Wilkinson all struggled to get her to lie back down. Buffy,
however, was having none of it and put up a fight.
Buffy just continued to struggle.
“No! No! Let me go!” she cried.
Cordelia spoke.
“I think she wants to go,” she said, once again demonstrating a
magnificent grasp of the obvious.
The hospital employees finally
managed to get her pushed back down on the bed, while Buffy was still crying,
“No, don't do that! Stop it!”
The doc began fumbling for a
hypodermic needle, telling the nurses, “Hold her steady!”
Buffy, clearly delirious, looked
back at her watcher, saying, “Giles, tell them!
The vampires! I need to kill the vampires!”
The doctor spoke soothingly as she
slipped the needle into Buffy’s arm, “This'll help you relax.”
Xander threw Giles a concerned look while Cordelia
cringed and looked away.
Buffy cried out, wincing in pain,
as the needle penetrated her flesh, “Ow! No!”
When the doctor pulled the needle back out, she lay back and breathed
heavily for a moment.
Xander, trying to cover for Buffy
‘s slip, said, “It's gotta be the fever.”
Cordelia chimed in, “Yeah, it
made her delusional.”
Buffy looked again at her watcher.
“Giles, They're out there!” she insisted.
Giles smiled reassuringly and said,
“Yes, uh, well, we'll, uh, we'll get those, uh, vampires later.”
He laughed lightly, looking at the doctor.
“I hear it's best t-to play along,” he explained, keeping on smiling.
The sedative began to take effect
and Buffy started to relax. One of the nurses checked her IV while Joyce leaned
in and stroked her hair. “Honey,
listen...”
Buffy interrupted. “I wanna go
home,” she whined plaintively.
Joyce tried to reassure her,
“It's gonna be okay. I promise.” They
start to wheel her away again.
Buffy cried out one last time,
“*Please* don't make me stay here...”
Joyce said, “I *promise*.”
They all followed as Buffy was taken into her room.
The door closed and
After a moment Xander looked over
at Giles, saying, “That was a new experience. I'm not used to seeing Buffy
scared like that.”
Joyce said, “Yeah, she just
*hates* hospitals. Ever since she was a little girl.”
Joyce crossed her arms and leaned
up against the wall next to the door to her daughter’s room.
She sighed and answered, “When she was eight her cousin Celia died in a
hospital. Buffy was alone with her at the time.”
Cordelia interjected, “Yuk!”
Joyce nodded her head and said,
“Yeah, they were very close.”
Joyce said something about needing
to use the phone and Giles commented that there was one by the nurses station.
He made as if to walk with her, when Xander stopped him with a question.
“Do you think she's gonna be okay in here?”
Giles stopped for a moment and
pondered the question.
Cordelia answered Xander’s
question as she began to pace up and down the hall.
“I don't know, Lysette got her nose done here, and she came in looking
for the Gwyneth Paltrow, and it looked more like the Mr. Potatohead.”
She stepped over to the door and looked into Buffy's room.
Xander said, “Cordy...” clearly
exasperated with his girlfriend’s cluelessness.
Even Giles was compelled to comment
on Cordelia’s gaffe “Buffy is not here for cosmetic surgery…”
Cordelia didn’t miss a beat,
saying, “No, but while she's in here, she might as well get that thing
done.”
Giles and Xander shared a look of
confusion.
Cordelia explained, “You know,
that thing on her face?” She
turned to look at Xander and Giles, “You know that *thing*…”
Xander pointed out, “He can come
in, it's a public building.”
Giles sounded worried as he agreed,
“That's true…”
Cordelia was still stuck on her own
topic. “Am I the only one
that's noticed that thing?” she asked, bewildered that no one else agreed with
her.
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Xander sat outside, hidden in the
bushes across the street from the hospital’s main entrance.
He was supposed to have stayed with Cordelia, but couldn’t resist being
here just in case Angelus did show up.
As a backup,
Both she and Giles told Xander just
to take Cordelia home- claiming that this was just insurance, and that Angelus
wouldn’t likely come with this being such a public location and all.
Xander felt differently.
He had a feeling that this was exactly the situation that Angel- in his
mind they were one in the same- would love.
He wasn’t about the big fight and defeat- he was about the cruelty and
pain. Nothing would please him
better than to torment and kill the slayer while she was helpless to defend
herself.
Xander really wanted to be there if
Giles got lucky. He wanted to see
Angel dusted so badly that he could smell the ash in the air.
He wanted to collect the remains and keep them in a jar to look at once
in a while. He figured it would make
a nice pick-me-up whenever he was feeling down.
Cordelia hadn’t been very happy when he left her,
though. She was still on the whole,
‘You spend all your time thinking about your darling
He’d not bothered to deny her
charge- he just quipped, “You think about yourself enough for both of us!”
Seeing her eyes flash, and knowing they were about to have another
knockdown, drag-out he apologized, saying, “Look, Cordy.
I’ll make it up to you tomorrow- anything you want to do.
I just want to be there if they dust his ass.”
Cordy had recognized that he was being mostly truthful,
plus the promise of a day of power-shopping with Xander as her bag carrier and
personal attendant, was enticing, to say the least.
She acquiesced, but couldn’t resist a parting shot, “Fine.
Go. But remember, even with
Angel gone- and even sick and delirious, Buffy’s only got eyes for
Xander grimaced at the memory.
Clearly, Cordelia had some serious jealousy issues.
Though, he had to admit that he hadn’t done too much to reassure her.
Cordy had made a big step- at least for her- when she had gone against
her flock and hooked back up with Xander. He
had given her every reason not to- especially with that stupid love spell stunt
he had pulled. She would have been
well within her rights to hate him for that- for trying to put a love spell on
her that would have made her his love slave.
Even more so because he had planned to use it just to dump her; to cause
her as much pain as she had caused him. That
really more than made up for her dumping him on valentine’s day.
Xander really liked Cordelia.
Despite her self-centeredness and many other flaws.
He saw that they were a shield against the outside world, just like his
own joke-guy persona. When he
occasionally got a peek at the real Cordelia, the girl behind the bitch, he
liked what he saw. She was strong
and self-confidant, with a dose of vulnerability.
And she had made a true emotional investment in their relationship.
As he had mused more and more often lately, she would complain
vociferously, but was always there to help- grousing the whole time of course.
There was only one thing that was
stopping him from trying to deepen their relationship.
He needed to be sure- for both their sakes- that he wanted her for her,
not as the runner-up to Buffy’s grand prize status.
He needed to convince himself before he would have a shot at convincing
Cordelia.
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Xander’s introspective musing was
interrupted as he heard the sounds of whistling.
When he looked up, there was Angelus, walking down the sidewalk toward
the hospital, a bouquet of white roses in hand.
He seemed so happy and carefree. Xander’s
blood boiled and he almost couldn’t wait until Giles took his shot.
Just when he thought it wasn’t
going to happen, when he was about to (stupidly) charge the vamp with nothing
more than a cross and stake, he heard a muted popping sound.
He saw Angelus stagger and growl, his gameface on, and looking for the
source of his pain. Another popping
sound and Xander noticed that, instead of a wood arrow sticking out of the
vamp’s chest- followed by a glorious dusting sound- there were two darts
sticking out of his neck. He could
hear angel’s growl as he slowly slipped to his knees, and then went face down
on the ground.
Xander goggled as he saw Buffy’s
Watcher step out from between a couple of parked vans, his head swiveling left
and right as he checked for witnesses. As
much as he wanted to jump out and go over to Giles, Xander restrained himself,
wanting to see what would happen next.
Giles approached the fallen
vampire, a compact black rifle slung over one arm.
As he got within a couple meters of the body, he pumped another round
into him; calmly opened the action and loaded a fourth dart and then fired that
one into Angelus body as well. It
seemed clear that Giles wanted to take no chances that he might be playing
possum. Xander wondered what the
hell was going on.
The scene became a little clearer
as Giles set down the rifle and opened up a pack containing heavy iron manacles.
He shackled the vampire’s hands behind his back, then his ankles as
well. Then he attached some sort of
device to the vamp’s elbows, cinching them up tightly behind his back,
separating them with an iron bar so that they were restrained.
He then chained his knees together as well, effectively immobilizing
Angelus’ arms and legs.
Xander
looked on, confused, as the watcher picked up his rifle, slung it over his
shoulder, and them began to drag Angelus by his feet, face down, across the
parking lot to his car. As he
watched Giles stuff the comatose vampire into his little Citroën, he tried to
figure out where the Watcher would be taking him.
He
wasn’t sure what was going to happen next, but he knew he was very curious.
And, if Giles had some plans to get a little payback for Jenny, before
makin’ with the dust bunnies, well Xander wanted front row seats.
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So, it made
sense when you thought about it, but she couldn’t really picture it.
Couldn’t imagine what it would be like to just not be there anymore.
She couldn’t grasp not being there for Buffy.
She couldn’t imagine Buffy without
That, of
course was the real fear she was having. One
doesn’t grow up with a psychiatrist for a mother and not learn to self
analyze. She was terrified that
Buffy would leave her. Either
through death or just because she would realize she had chained herself to a
pathetic loser and tell her to get lost. She
knew that wasn’t fair to Buffy. She
said she loved
That
wasn’t the case at all. She knew
Buffy loved her. She really did!
She just didn’t think she was worth it.
She knew that was because of a lot of reasons that weren’t really
valid, but again with the ‘understanding mentally’ but not ‘accepting
emotionally’ thing. Didn’t make
it any easier.
So,
instead of focusing on why did Buffy love her- she’d think about why she loved
Buffy. A much happier subject!
Looking
at the love of her life- laying there, pale, sweaty, dark circles under her
eyes, that oh-so-attractive line of drool down the side of her mouth…
Of
course Xander managed to snap her out of it by taking that opportunity to run
right into the stair railing- obviously as smitten as she, but not having the
presence of mind to come to a standstill pre-smite.
She
had never been truly jealous of Xander trying to hit on Buffy.
She knew Xander didn’t stand a chance with such a glorious being.
No she’d been more jealous of Buffy- not that she thought Buffy wanted
Xander, but rather because she could so obviously have him on a whim if she ever
did want him.
She still
couldn’t believe Buffy wanted her. It
was an amazing thought- that Buffy Summers wanted to touch her, feel her skin
against her own. That she wanted
No, Buffy
thought nothing of walking up to
Nor was Buffy
always the initiator. When there
wasn’t an audience gathered,
Of course the
slayer retaliated, grabbing a double handful of
“Yes,
w- well, I- I would appreciate it if the t- two of you would save such behavior
for more p- private surroundings!” he’d stuttered out
Both girls had
said, “Sorry Giles.”
Her thoughts
returned to the present and she looked at her watch, hoping Giles was ok, hoping
that Angelus would just stay away until Buffy was ready to fight him.
If he did show,
She
clutched a little tighter on her squirt gun.
“I hope Giles is ok,” she whispered.
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Xander
had run as fast as he could to Giles apartment, he figured that Giles would most
likely go to either the library or his place, and- seeing as the school was a
public environment, he’d have more privacy at his own place.
By
the time he got there, Giles car was already parked and empty.
He ran to the building, and peered in the little window next to the door.
For
the next hour, Xander stood in place, unmoving; his eyes riveted on the scene
before him.
Giles
had Angelus strung up, hanging from the ceiling in his living room.
He had attached a chain to each end of the bar separating his elbows, and
had it strung up through a big eyebolt in one of the exposed beams of his
ceiling. He was pulled up high
enough that he could just stand on the tips of his toes, and even then his arms
were pulled high up behind him, placing incredible stress on his shoulders.
Giles had apparently cut off his clothes, as they were nowhere to be
seen. He was left wearing only a
pair of black silk boxer shorts.
The
vampire was still out of it, judging by the way that he was leaning against the
chain, not paying attention to the pressure on his shoulders.
Xander noticed that there was a short chain between Angelus’ feet and
another eyebolt fixed to the floor. Xander
was amazed that Giles had such a setup. That
particular fixture looked like it had been there a while, and he noticed that it
was located where the couch normally sat. There
was another one several feet away. Looking
up, he saw a corresponding bolt in the ceiling.
Why hadn’t he ever noticed that before?
Giles
was walking about with a jaunty step, arranging some things on the side table.
A large bowl, a plastic packet of some kind of sticks, a large bottle of
water, what looked like a kitchen sponge, and a web-style belt.
He was actually whistling as he got set up for whatever he had in mind.
Giles
opened the packet and Xander recognized the sticks as bamboo skewers- the type
one used for shish kebabs. He dumped
the packet into the bowl, and poured the water over them.
He took the sponge, tossed it into of the water and picked up the belt as
well. Looping the belt and passing
the end through the brass buckle, he stopped whistling and considered his
prisoner for a moment.
Giles
spoke for the first time since Xander had started watching, and he could hear
the watcher’s suppressed anger in the words as clearly as if he had been
standing next to him. “I imagine you would love to chat while we do this, but
I don’t think I really want to hear anything you have to say.”
With that, he looped the belt over Angelus head and left it hanging
loosely around his neck. He picked
up the sponge, now dripping with water, and quickly stuffed it into the
vampire’s mouth. As he hastily
snugged the belt down, and tightened it so that it forced the sponge deeper into
Angelus mouth, Xander realized what was in the bowl- holy water.
The
vampire came to, and began to thrash around as the water seared the inside of
his mouth. Xander saw water and
blood seeping out around the belt as Angelus screamed into his makeshift gag.
Giles was standing behind him as he
tightened the belt even further, prying his jaws apart and exposing his fangs.
Angelus had his gameface on as he thrashed his head around, trying to
figure out where he was, and who was doing this to him.
His eyes narrowed as he realized where he was, and Xander thought he saw
a brief look of fear pass over his face before he steeled himself for what was
to come.
When
the vampire’s movements had stilled, Giles walked back around in front of him,
arms crossed and a look of pure, undiluted loathing on his face.
“I imagine you would like to take this opportunity to tell me how much
you enjoyed the little ‘present’ you left for me last week.
I’m sure you’ve been in this position before in your long and
illustrious un-life, and I have no doubt that you would love to turn the tables,
torturing the torturer. Well, sorry
to disappoint…” he said, his voice dripping sarcasm.
He
turned his back on the vampire, showing his contempt.
As Giles had no doubt predicted, Angelus sought to strike out with his
feet, ending up separating both his shoulders as he reached the end of the slack
in his foot chain, and ended up yanking his body down against the chain attached
to his elbow binding. Giles smiled a
little at the sound of jerking chain, followed by a muffled scream of agony.
He picked up a skewer out of the bowl of holy water and turned back to
the undead monster.
“You
see, I was quite smitten with Ms. Calendar.
I have no doubt that we were falling in love.
I don’t know what our future would have held- this being the Hellmouth
and all- but I was looking forward to finding out.”
Giles paused his narration, and slid the wet skewer into his left
pectoral muscle, the angle shallow enough that it came back out again where the
muscle curved around to the side of his chest.
Xander could see the flesh redden and burn at the entrance wound, and the
blood bubbling and smoking as the skewer came out the other side.
He actually winced at the grunt of pain forced from the trussed-up
vampire.
Giles
watched the wound smoke and sputter for a moment before speaking again.
“Her death, and the circumstances around it, naturally, struck me quite
hard.” He reached into the bowl
for another skewer, saying, “As a result, I have what the Americans call
‘issues’ that I need to work through.”
Giles slid the second skewer through Angelus’ right pectoral muscle,
apparently aiming for symmetry. As
the vampire jerked and grunted Giles explained, “That’s why you are here.
I don’t want apologies, or sympathy or even remorse from you.
I wouldn’t get it, and even if you offered it, it would be false.”
He
skewered the vampire through the side of his abdomen, just the very tip coming
out through his back. “You are
here to die painfully. That is all I
expect or want from you. Your death-
as painful as I can make it.”
Xander
felt a cold shiver go down his spine. Giles
was being almost clinical, with no emotion in his voice as he continued his
torture. Xander began to feel
slightly nauseous, yet he couldn’t turn away.
“I was going to make love to Jenny
that night. It was to be our first
time together…” he said, grabbing yet another skewer and making a matching
wound on the other side of his stomach.
Xander was starting to become
mesmerized by the even tone of Giles voice, the slow and deliberate infliction
of the wounds- seeming almost gentle as he slid each skewer home.
Giles turned his back to Xander and
picked up something out of his line of sight.
“When I went upstairs and saw her
laying in bed…” Giles said as he kneeled before the vampire.
“…My first thought was, ‘how beautiful she looks’…”
Xander wondered what Giles was doing,
when suddenly his hand raised up high and Xander saw a small sledge hammer in
his grip. Both his eyes and
Angelus’ widened suddenly at the unexpected sight.
“…It was just then that I saw that
her neck had been broken.” He said as he brought down the hammer- the impact
on the vampire’s left great toe coinciding exactly with the word ‘broken.’
The toe popped like a grape being smashed-the blood spraying for several
feet, splashing over Giles hand and covering his front with little red droplets.
Angelus scream was quite audible, even
through the gag, as he shuddered and jerked.
Giles looked up at the crying vampire and said, “Yes.
That’s exactly how *I* felt. The
pain was sharp and sudden, and it felt like all the air had been sucked out of
the room.” He again raised the
hammer, watching until Angelus opened his eyes so he could see it coming again.
“It was masterful, actually;” he said as the hammer dropped onto the
vampires right great toe. “The
note, the
The extreme brutality of the hammer,
after the coldness of the previous torture was too much for Xander.
He turned his head and vomited noisily onto the ground.
Only the cries and groans from Angelus kept Giles from hearing him as he
retched his guts out into the shrubs framing Giles door.
“I have to admit…” Giles said as
he considered his prisoner, now victim, once again for a moment.
“…the stories, the legends of your cruelty… they certainly
weren’t exaggerated.” Taking
another handful of skewers, Giles rapidly stabbed them into his thighs, calves
and even his knees- until the vampire could no longer stand, but was hanging
cruelly by his dislocated shoulders.
Xander looked back up in time to see
the Watcher grip the dangling vampire by his shoulders and push down.
Only the fact that he had already emptied the contents of his stomach
kept him from retching at the tearing and popping sounds of the ligaments and
tendons in Angelus’ shoulders and arms.
Finally Giles seemed to tire of his
sport. He went over to a leather bag
and removed a big, fat hypodermic needle. Xander
gulped, seeing that. “Great!” He
thought. “Now I’m gonna have
nightmares of Doctor Giles coming to give me a shot!”
After a second he shook his head at the ridiculousness of that thought.
He just watched his father-figure horribly torture someone, and it was
the sight of the needle that was gonna give him nightmares.
“How sad is my life?” he thought.
Gilles plunged the needle into Angelus
heart, drawing a large sample of the vampire’s blood.
“Never know when this might come in handy,” he explained.
He emptied the sample into a small glass jar and went and put it into his
freezer.
When he came back, Giles put the
needle into the bowl of holy water and drew a large dose.
“And so, the reign of Angelus ends at last.” He said as he plunged
the needle once again into the vampire’s heart.
“May you rot in hell for all eternity!” he whispered harshly, showing
some emotion for the first time since this all started.
He depressed the plunger, emptying about five ounces of holy water
directly into the vampire’s heart. He
quickly stepped back to watch the show.
Angelus began screaming again, his
body violently jerking and spasming as the holy water began to eat away at his
heart. It took nearly a full minute
before the damage to that organ was sufficient, and the Master Vampire Angelus
collapsed in his bonds, then exploded into dust.
For a moment, Xander had a hard time
accepting that it was over. Finally-
the vampire he had hated for so long was dead and gone- no more to trouble their
lives. He didn’t notice as Giles
dropped heavily onto the couch, burying his face in his hands.
Xander was too preoccupied with his own conflicted feelings; joy that the
bane of his existence was finally gone, and at the same time, he was highly
disturbed by the behavior of the Scooby Gang’s paternal member.
His musings were interrupted by the
sound of a painful sob. He looked at
Giles and saw him begin to shake. Suddenly
he took a deep breath and cried out the name of his fallen beloved.
His voice was raw with pain, as if he was experiencing all at once the
emotions he had coldly talked about during the session with Angelus.
A lot of Xander’s horror was washed away as he saw the
older man collapse onto his side, holding his stomach as he sobbed out the pain
and agony he had been unable to completely let go of since her death.
Xander turned away, wanting to give the man some privacy.
He walked away from the building thinking that maybe now Giles would be
able to start the healing process.
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She’d
been in a halfway state between wake and sleep, plus she was focused on her
thoughts of Buffy- just getting in to a rather romantic fantasy when the door
swung open and a figure walked in. She
immediately snatched up her supersoaker and let fly with a stream of holy water,
arcing it up and down, seeking maximum saturation in hopes of driving the
vampire away, rather than just making him cranky.
By the time she realized Xander, not Angelus, was standing there, she had
already half-emptied the squirt gun.
The
dirty look Xander gave her only added to the humor of the situation, and
He’d
told her that Angelus was dust and she felt a wave of relief that was almost
palpable. Sure, there was still
Spike and Drucilla to contend with, but they didn’t have the same kind of
personal vendetta against Buffy that Angelus did.
She’d leaned over and kissed her sleeping girlfriend’s hot forehead
and left with Xander.
Xander
had been kinda quiet on the way home. She’d
made a few efforts to start a conversation, but his responses were all short.
When she asked what was wrong, he just gave her his sad smile- the one
that meant he was trying to work through some issues.
“Do
you want to talk about it?” she’d asked.
“Nah,
it’s nothing big, I just need to think about some stuff.
It’s no big- promise,” he’d responded.
She
looked at him seeking any sign of deception or deeper emotion.
Not finding any, she turned back to walking, saying, “Ok.
But you know if you need…”
Xander’s
smile turned more genuine as he interjected, “Yeah, Will.
I know. Thanks.”
When
she got home, she’d been too keyed up to go right to sleep and decided to do
Buffy’s homework for her as a ‘get well soon’ present.
Now
she needed to get herself ready and over to Giles, as he was taking them all
back to the hospital to visit.
As
she showered, she tried not to think too much of how they would celebrate once
Buffy had gotten well- she didn’t want to be late to Giles.
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Xander
made sure he arrived early to Giles house. He
thought the watcher might still be passed out on the couch- and he didn’t want
If
he brought it up, though, Xander was going to suggest that perhaps they not tell
the girls exactly what happened.
When
he arrived, Giles was already up and having a cup of tea out on the front patio,
reading the paper.
“Good
morning Xander,” Giles said with a quite chipper voice.
Xander
looked surprised, and said, “G-man… you seem strangely… ‘up’ this
morning.”
Giles
smiled, and completely ignoring the abuse of his name, said, “Yes, well, a
good night’s rest and all…” he trailed off as he drank his tea, his smile
firmly fixed on his face.
Xander
waited a moment for him to elaborate. When
nothing more seemed forthcoming, he asked, “So, did the plan work?
Did Angelus show?”
Giles
smile, if anything, got even wider. “Yes.
Xander
again waited in vain for more information. “Giles!
Spill, is he vacuum food or what?”
Xander
didn’t think his eyes could bug out any further, but then Giles giggled.
Giggled! Giles!
Giles
snickered and repeated Xander’s euphemism, “Vacuum food, <snicker>
that’s funny! Yes, Angelus is now
‘vacuum food.” He looked at
Xander, ignoring his slack jaw and wide eyes, “That’s quite clever.”
Xander
was getting wigged. Maybe even more
so than last night. “So… torture
turns the Watcher into a giggling school-girl!” he thought with some concern.
“It
was all rather anti-climactic, I’m afraid,” Giles said, his humor
dissipating as he explained. “He
came into the parking lot on his way to the hospital, I waited until he passed
and shot him in the back.”
Xander
was strangely reassured that Giles was still such a poor liar.
It made him seem less psychopathic, somehow.
“So, you dusted him in the parking lot at the hospital.” Xander said,
more of a statement than a question, but Giles answered anyway.
“Y-
yes that’s r- right,” he stuttered.
Xander
decided this conversation could wait indefinitely.
“Too bad. I wanted him to
suffer first,” he said, giving his tacit approval for Giles actions.
He went on to say, “Hey, the girls aren’t due for a few- I’m going
to run over to the flower shop and get something…”
Giles
watched in silence as the young man walked briskly away.
He did feel somewhat guilty about not telling the group exactly how
Angelus met his end, but he thought it better in the long run.
It might make for difficult working conditions if they knew exactly how
ruthless he was capable of being.
He
was feeling exceptionally fine this morning.
He had worked out his rage on the vampire, and his heartbreak afterward.
“All in all, it was quite the cathartic experience.
His
pain before last night was like an open wound- still bleeding with every breath
he took. While he would always miss
Jenny Calander, now at least the wound was closed, and could begin to heal.
Giles
quietly hummed the refrain from Beethoven’s 9th symphony as he went
back to his tea and paper, waiting for the others to arrive.
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Buffy Summers woke with a start,
momentarily forgetting where she was, and not recognizing the room she was in.
A middle aged black woman walked into the room and Buffy thought she
remembered her from last night. Things
were still a little hazy, but she realized she was in a hospital room- one of
her least favorite places to be.
Dr. Wilkinson smiled at the blonde
and said a cheery, “Good morning.”
Buffy moaned lightly and sat up
stiffly, rubbing the crusties from her eyes.
She said, “Could've fooled me.”
The doctor asked, “How are you
feeling? Looks like your fever's gone down.”
Buffy, in a sudden burst of energy
tried to get out of the bed, saying, “Well, good! Thanks for having me. Let's
try and keep in touch.”
The doc pushed her back down.
“Not so fast,” she said while inspecting Buffy's bandaged arm.
“Hmm…”
Buffy looked at her warily, asking,
“Good 'hmm' or bad 'hmm'?”
The doctor furrowed her brow,
muttering, “Swelling's... gone!” She
looked up with surprise at the slayer and asked, “Does this hurt?” giving
Buffy’s arm a gentle squeeze
Buffy answered, “Nope.”
Wilkinson muttered, “Amazing,”
as she picked up Buffy’s chart.
Buffy again tried to get out of
bed, saying, “Well, then I should probably go, right?”
The doc stopped her again, “No.
Soon.” She explained, “We have
to make sure that fever is gone. That's a strong virus you have. Maybe not as
strong as you, but...”
Buffy, struck by a sudden thought
asked, “I-is that the same virus the kids have?”
The doctor was saved from answering
by a knock at the door, followed by Giles sticking his head in and asking,
“May we come in?”
The doctor said, “Please!” and
gestured for them to all come in. “Maybe
you can keep our patient from bolting,” she said plaintively.
She turned to Buffy and sternly said commanded “Rest! Hmm?” as she
left the room.
Xander quickly presented the
bed-ridden slayer with five balloons, saying, “Flowers for milady.”
Buffy looked up at them and said,
“I think they call those balloons.”
Xander joked, “Yeah, stick 'em in
water, maybe they'll grow.”
Buffy raised her eyebrows and said,
“Homework!” in an obviously false-cheerful voice.
She looked up into the eyes of her love and added in a very whiny voice,
“I thought you loved me, Will.”
Buffy responded, “You know,
chocolate says that even better.”
Buffy’s voice was slightly
breathless as she said, “Chocolate means *nothing* to me!”
Cordelia said, “Nobody told me I
was supposed to bring a gift.” She shot a look at Xander and Giles, adding,
“I was out of the loop on gifts.”
Giles mumbled, “It's, it's
tradition among, um... people. Um...” He
tentatively walked over to the bed and set down the bag he had been munching
from. “Grapes,” he stated.
“Well, did you, uh, pass the night well enough?” he asked.
At that moment nurse came into the
room and walked around the bed.
Buffy started to respond, “Not
really. Something happened I thought you...” she trailed off as the nurse
checked her IV.
Buffy said, “You know what? Let's
take a walk.”
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Buffy was curled up in the chair
under a blanket. “Now, this part I
could get used to,” she said with a sigh.
Seeing Buffy’s blush Giles tried
to move the conversation back to the matter at hand, “We were discussing, um,
stuff?”
Buffy said, “Yes, stuff. Um, you
know, a girl died here last night.”
Buffy said, “Well, the flu.”
Xander quipped, “The Flu doesn't
exactly sound monsterrific.”
Buffy said, “I know. But there's
this Dr. Backer, and he's been giving them these experimental treatments.”
The mini-caravan of people stopped
near a bench and Giles sat down.
Buffy continued, “I-I'm not sure
what he's up to, but he's a little creepy. A-and then there was this kid, Ryan.
He said he saw something.”
Giles frowned slightly and asked,
“Saw what?”
Buffy said simply, “Death.”
Cordelia interjected “Death!?”
Giles stammered, “Buffy, a-a-a
frightened child...”
Buffy, knowing the whole thing
sounded kinda fishy said, “Yeah, but I thought I saw something. I'm not sure,
I was really out of it, but...”
Cordelia was still fixated on the
whole ‘death’ issue. “But you
do know that you saw death,” She interrupted.
Xander, ever the punster, asked,
“Ooo, if he asks you to play chess, don't even do it. The guy's, like, a
whiz.”
Buffy gave Xander a low-grade glare
and turned back to Giles, “Maybe it wasn't death. Maybe it was something
else.”
Cordelia, always sensitive to the
feelings of others, asked, “So this isn't about you being afraid of hospitals
'cause your cousin died and you wanna conjure up a monster that you can fight so
you can save everybody and not feel so helpless?”
Everyone stared at the cheerleader
in shock and horror for a moment. Giles
took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Cordelia, have you actually ever heard of tact?”
Cordelia, immune to the looks of
disapproval, said, “Tact is just not saying true stuff. I'll pass.”
Cordelia sat down in a huff next to
Giles.
Buffy said, “This has nothing to
do with that. This little boy Ryan is afraid of something, something real. As
long as I'm forced to stay here, I'm gonna find out what.”
Xander, jumping on the chance to be
helpful, said, “So, is this the part where we say, ‘what can we do to
help?’”
Buffy
said, “well, we need to see that little girl’s file?”
Xander,
now a man with a mission, said, “Consider it done!”
Cordelia
stood up and crossed her arms, giving Xander a look.
Xander,
seeing his girlfriend’s glare, amended, “Uh, we’ll do it tonight, after we
spend the day shopping… right, Cordy?”
Cordelia
grabbed his arm and began to pull him away, “Oh you’d better believe we’re
spending the day shopping…”
Xander
Half turned to the others as he began walking away and gave an apologetic grin
and wave, saying, “Uh, we’ll bring it by your place tonight, G-man!”
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Xander
stood in the hallway around the corner from the records room of the hospital,
waiting for Cordelia to escape the evil clutches of the security guard who had
interrupted their records search. He
snickered a little at the way she had him wrapped around her finger in less than
two seconds.
His
grin turned to a frown as he recalled her touching the bald-headed rent-a-cop.
He wasn’t exactly jealous of some random security officer- but he
definitely felt a twinge of anger when he saw her hands on him, even as he
acknowledged that she was saving his hide.
Unfortunately he was replaying that
exact scene in his head as she walked around the corner and let out a surprised
gasp when she run into him there. “Could
you make just a little more with the touchy-gropey?” he said in a not-pleasant
voice
Cordelia merely smiled and arched
one perfect eyebrow. “Jealous?”
she asked, her voice dripping with honey.
“Of Rogaine boy?” Xander
laughed. “I don't think so.”
Cordelia snipped, “And why are we
here again? Oh, right. Your
obsession with helping Buffy. Have I told you how attractive that's not?”
Xander said, “Cordelia, someone's
gotta watch her back.”
Cordelia archly said, “Yeah,
well, I've seen you watch her back.”
As the clue flew just out of reach
over Xander’s head, he asked, “What is that supposed to mean?”
Cordelia gave him one of her
patented ‘what are you, and idiot?’ looks and said, “Well, I was using the
phrase 'watch her back' as a euphemism for 'looking at her ass.' You know, sort
of a pun.”
Xander said, “Oh! Right.”
Just then the clue descended, stricking him upside the head and he
snapped, “Hey!”
Cordelia said “Well, you do.”
There was just the most minuscule little bit of hurt in her voice as she
said it.
Xander almost quipped back
“Jealous?” but at the last possible moment, his brain processed the
emotional component of her last statement. “I…
Oh…” he trailed off.
Cordelia stood there in silence,
awaiting the inevitable comeback, mentally preparing for another round of
argument.
Xander stepped close to Cordelia,
putting one arm around her- his hand low on her back, just above her own ass.
He looked right into her suddenly confused eyes, and said, “I don’t
know if it’s any consolation… but I like ‘watching your back’ even
more.”
Cordelia looked up into his eyes
and read sincerity, and a little lust. And,
maybe, just maybe she saw a burgeoning love there.
Maybe it was a reflection of her own, as she had been finding herself
sliding inexorably closer to that state herself.
She smirked up at him and pushed him away, snapping, “Well, let me
clear it up for you… It isn’t.” She
then walked away from him down the hall toward the elevators.
Xander had seen the twinkle in her
eye, and the grin at the corners of her mouth.
Now she was walking away from him with an ever so slightly exaggerated
sway to her step. He recognized it
right off- he had, after all, been completely honest when he had told her that.
She had a great ass, and he spent much time watching it.
Xander hastened after her, not
wanting to miss out on the elevator smoochies that were about to happen.
“Almost as good as a supply closet!” he thought as he jogged down the
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As Cordy drove them to the library,
Xander watched his raven-haired girlfriend.
She was still slightly flushed from their impromptu make-out session in
the elevator. Fortunately, it was
late enough that no-one else got on while they were busy.
Unfortunately, the ride was all too brief.
Xander used the folder he was carrying to hide the erection he was
sporting.
Cordelia had smirked at him as he
hid the evidence of his arousal. That
was nothing new, she always did that. What
was new was that she licked her lips as she looked down at it.
He didn’t know if she did it
deliberately, or not- but he went from about eighty percent erect to one-hundred
and ten percent- ‘Yes Sir, Ready
for Action, Sir!’ in a heartbeat. It
took him the entire walk to the car thinking about Giles and Angel making out to
get the hard-on to subside.
Xander was enjoying the time he
spent with Cordelia more and more these days.
Even their ‘bataan death march’ shopping trip today was better than
he had feared. He still wasn’t an
eager shopper, but… watching Cordelia try on clothes, making fun of clothes
that wouldn’t look good on anyone- and of course making fun of the people who
bought and wore such clothes anyway- as well as just talking… it had been
nice.
He’d even let her pick out a
couple of outfits for him, stuff he wouldn’t normally have chosen, but seeing
the look on her face when he wore them for her, well there was something about
watching Cordy lick her lips…
One thing that amazed him was that-
away from their friends, and especially away from her friends, Cordy wasn’t
quite so aggressively shallow. Occasionally
the subject went from clothes, fashions, and entertainment; to life stuff.
They talked about Buffy and Willow’s new relationship, about Giles and
Ms. Calendar, about Angelus and Ms. Calendar, about Buffy and Angel… just the
stuff in their lives. And, the
cheerleader had actually showed some compassion- especially for Giles and his
loss.
Of course, they traded barbs like
always, but there was none of the serious ones- just the fun and playful-
foreplayful- ones.
After Cordelia noticed Xander was
staring at her, she shot him a glance and asked “What!? Is there something on
my face? Is my hair messed up?” She
began to try and check herself out in the rearview mirror.
Xander laid his hand on her thigh,
stilling her frantic movements. “Nothing’s
wrong, Cordy,” he tried to assure her.
Cordelia gave him a glare for
scaring her like that. “What’s
your problem then?” she snapped.
Normally Xander would have been
unable to resist such an attack and would have snapped back.
Tonight, however, for some reason he was in a very laid-back, and
strangely honest, mood. “When’s
the last time I told you how beautiful you are?”
Even as he asked, he knew he’d never actually told her; not in so many
words, anyway.
Cordelia stared at him for a
second, as if trying to gauge his sincerity.
“Xander… I…”
Xander interrupted, pointing at the
turn into the school parking lot. “We’re
here Cordy,” he said.
Cordelia just barely made the turn.
When she stopped the car and put it in park she was flustered and
confused. Xander had never spoken
like this to her, and she didn’t know what to think.
Xander grinned slightly at having reduced his girlfriend
to stunned silence. A state she
rarely inhabited. He waited until
she looked back at him, and said, “Lets take this in to Giles and
His last words as they exited the
car both excited and frightened her.
“We need to talk…”
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Giles
sounded distracted as he responded, “Hmm? Oh, I don't know. Maybe look into
the history of the hospital, bizarre incidents, that sort of thing.”
Giles
stopped walking over by the counter and leaned against it.
“Oh, I-I suppose so. Cordelia may be…” he pondered on the most
appropriate adjective. “…homerically
insensitive, but she may also be right.”
Giles
defended his, unusual for him, position. “Death
and disease are, are things, possibly the *only* things that, that Buffy cannot
fight,” he explained. “It's only
natural for her to try to create a-a defeatable opponent. Especially now, after
recent events…”
Giles
tipped his head in acknowledgement, and began to walk back to the stacks.
“What, a monster that grown-ups can't see? Doesn't ring a bell.”
He suddenly stopped, as an idea came to him, “Unless...”
Giles
walked back toward her, explaining, “Well, sometimes small children *do* see
something we adults don't… Us. Our
true selves, our- our... our hidden faces.”
Giles
agreed, “Stanley Backer was his name, no?”
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It only took
During that
time Giles stood back and watched her, thinking about her and Buffy’s new
relationship. It was quite amazing
how, in such a brief time- only a matter of a few days really-
Giles
was not yet entirely comfortable with the concept that this desirable woman was
in love with the girl he thought of as his daughter- Buffy.
He realized that he was somewhat stuffy when it came to sexuality;
frankly it was probably a reaction to- an overcompensation for- his hedonistic
youth. Giles certainly didn’t
condemn the two girls for their relationship, he genuinely wanted the best for
his surrogate daughter and the girl he sometimes fancied as his protégé.
He
just wasn’t completely at ease about it… yet.
He
went and stood behind her looking over her shoulder as she brought up Dr.
Backer's medical database file comes up on the screen.
“Our Dr. Backer has something of a rap sheet,” he observed.
Giles
took off his glasses and said, “Factor in Buffy's observation that he gives
her the, um, uh, wiggins...” He turned away to think.
Giles
turned back towards her and said, “I just wish I knew what he was doing to
these children.
It
was that moment that Xander and Cordelia walked in with the little girl’s
file.
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Giles and
God!
Just the word, or the thought of the word, was frightening.
He was going to try and tell Cordelia Chase, Queen C, most popular girl
in school- known to some as the biggest bitch in the school- that he was falling
in love with her.
Xander was
startled when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
He looked up and saw
“Jeez,
Xander, you’re awfully jumpy…” she said, trying to incite an explanation.
Xander
laughed nervously, “Jumpy? Me?”
Xander knew he
didn’t stand a chance at fooling
“You’re
in love with Cordelia?” she squeaked, shocked at the idea.
Teen lust she understood, but love? How
unfair was that; that she should feel hurt by this, especially when she was in
love herself, and- in love with the girl Xander had wanted since the day they
met.
Xander
saw the hurt, confusion, and guilt in his friend’s eyes and stood up, taking
her in his arms. “I know, I know.
It’s weird,” he said. “I’ve
been thinking a lot. I wanted to
make sure it wasn’t because of you and Buffy… but yes- I’m falling in love
with Cordelia Chase.” He pulled
back and looked down into her eyes. He
gave her one of his lopsided smiles and asked, “Think you’ll ever forgive
me?”
Xander
interrupted her. “You guys don’t
see her like I do. You don’t see
what she’s like when she drops the bitch act.
She’s…” he trailed off, lost in thought for a moment.
“Yeah, I’m sure, Will.”
“Be
happy for me?” Xander asked, just a little hopeful apprehension peeking
through.
“Even
if you don’t understand it,” Xander said, finishing what he imagined was her
unspoken thought.
Xander
pulled her into a hug once again, whispering, “Thanks, Will.
You’re the best!”
She
broke away, teasing, “Sure, *now* you realize that…”
Xander would
have responded, but Cordelia walked through the door at that moment and cleared
her throat upon seeing him and
Xander stepped
away from
Cordy
gave a slightly disapproving “Hrmph,” but allowed herself to be led out.
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“Where do
you want to go?” Cordelia asked, still a bit stiff after seeing Xander and
“Someplace
quiet… I- I didn’t have anyplace specific in mind.
We could go to my house, I guess. The
parents are probably passed out by now,” he said, the bitterness clear in his
voice.
They
never really talked about it. She
knew his parents were alcoholics, and she got the impression that Xander’s
home life was… unpleasant, but he never gave her any specifics.
She softened her attitude a little bit, and offered, “We can go to my
house. Mom and Dad are in LA for the
week- some charity event or other.”
“Ok,”
Xander said. The rest of the ride
was made in silence; each wrapped up in their own thoughts.
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Xander
turned down Cordelia’s offer of something to drink.
He led her by the hand into the plushly appointed living room and sat
them down on the couch, facing one another.
He didn’t relinquish her hand as he began to speak.
“You
remember that night when the werewolf attacked us in your car?” Xander asked.
Still
having no idea where any of this was going, Cordy said, “Uh, you mean one more
night where I almost died since I started hanging out with the ‘Scooby
Gang?’ How could I forget it?”
Xander ignored
the gibe; “You accused me of caring more about Buffy and
Cordelia
failed to strangle a little gasp. “Oh
my God! He’s going to break up
with me?” she asked herself incredulously.
She pulled her hand away from his and back into her own lap.
“This can’t be happening! I
thought we were…” his next words interrupted her line of thought.
Xander
had his hands clasped in his lap, his fingertips turning white as he wrung them
together. “I’ve spent too much
time thinking about Buffy, when I was with you.
I owe you an apology for that, Cordy.
It was unfair to you, and really to us both.
I- I…” Xander finally stiffened his backbone and looked up into her
eyes, which were wide and shiny. “She’s
shocked that I’m apologizing?” he wondered.
He continued on, “I want to make it up to you… kinda… well, not
really starting over or anything, but like, maybe…” he trailed off,
frustrated that he couldn’t find the words to express his feelings.
Ok,
now she was seriously confused. “Doesn’t
exactly sound like a breakup…” she thought.
He
tried a different tack- “Look, I’m not saying this very well, so I’m just
gonna say it: I’m falling in love with you.
Hard. I- I miss you when
you’re not around. I even miss
arguing with you over stupid things. I…
you make me happy when you walk into the room… and when you smile at me-
really smile… I kinda wish I could freeze time and just stop right there.”
He reached up to cup her cheek, saying “You’re so damned beautiful
when you smile.”
“Oh
my God!” she thought again, her face breaking out into one of the smiles he
was talking about.
He
noticed his hand was shaking as he touched her skin.
“And, it terrifies me,” he continued, “To feel like this, to say
this to you… I thought about it,
and I think you might be falling for me, too.
But there’s a little voice in the back of my mind that has been
screaming at me not to say anything, not to risk it.”
Cordy
managed to choke out one word from her suddenly dry mouth, “Why?”
Xander
smiled, his eyes shiny with tears as he said, “In my dreams, you tell me that
you love me too. In my nightmares
you… laugh as you…” he had to pause and swallow as he felt like his heart
was trying to climb out his throat. “…as
you stomp my heart under your foot like a grape.”
Cordelia
could clearly hear the aching tenderness in his voice- she could see the hint of
fear showing through his unshed tears. She
was too choked up to speak herself. She
got up and stood before him, pushing him back into the couch.
She straddled his lap, one knee on either side of his hips.
She pressed her body up against his and whispered, “You are *so* going
to get lucky tonight!” She
immediately began to kiss him with all the unrestrained passion she could
muster.
After
she had kissed him breathless, she sat back upright and started to untuck her
shirt. Xander’s eyes dilated in
lust. It took a great deal of effort
for him to reach out and grab he arms, stopping her.
His voice was hoarse as he said, “Cordy, I didn’t tell you I love you
to make you sleep with me…”
She
smiled another of her thousand-watt smiles, her feelings heightening even
further at his restraint. Especially
when she could feel his denim-covered excitement pressing into her now wet
center. She ground against him a
little as she said, “Xander, this isn’t because you said you love me.
This is because I love you too.”
“Oh
God!” Xander squeaked when he felt Cordelia rub herself against his erection.
His mind was on the edge of a cliff.
One more step and he thought would utterly give way to instinct and
emotion. There was only one more
hurdle before he gleefully threw himself into that chasm.
He had yet to let go of her arms as he choked out, “Protection! I- I
don’t… I didn’t…”
Cordelia
smiled. Under the circumstances,
Xander was being quite the gentleman. Most
guys would have thrown her on the ground and screwed her brains out the moment
she straddled their lap. “Must
really be love,” she thought with a giggle.
Xander’s
eyes widened even further when Cordelia giggled; she leaned in and he heard her
seductive whisper in his ear, “Xander, I went on the pill a month ago.”
The thought that she had, as much as a month ago, started planning on
having sex with him incited him wildly. His
mind kicked down the last barrier and thew itself into the abyss.
Cordelia
was shocked when she heard Xander’s almost feral growl.
She laughed in excitement when he grabbed her ass and stood up, keeping
her up against his body. She wrapped
her legs around him, hooking her ankles in the small of his back and her arms
around his neck as he carried her out of the living room and made his way
through the house to her bedroom.
Xander
made it to her bedroom, despite the distraction of her sucking on his neck the
whole way. When he got into the
room, he slammed her into the wall- not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to
heighten the sense of danger and loss of control.
Cordelia
gasped as she was pressed against the wall.
She felt wild and uninhibited as Xander attacked her mouth with a searing
kiss while rubbing himself against her in a simulation of the act they were
about to engage in.
Her
sex felt swollen and heavy with hot moisture as she felt the friction of their
jeans against their most private parts. She
broke off the kiss, panting, “Need… skin…”
She moaned as he began assaulting her neck with lips and tongue.
She started clawing at his shirt, trying to get it down over his
shoulders while trying to pull the t-shirt up and off at the same time.
Xander
must have gotten the hint at last because he pulled her away from the wall and
went over to the bed. He threw her
back on the bed and grabbed at his t-shirt, yanking it and his shirt over his
head at once. He toed off his shoes
and tore at the fly of his jeans.
Once
he had them open, he pulled them and his boxers off at the same time.
While he was bent over, he tore his socks off as well.
Cordelia
was breathing hard as she watched her soon to be lover frantically undressing.
When he stood back up before her- his smooth, broad chest heaving, she
couldn’t help but ogle him for a moment. When
her eyes made it down to his flat stomach she saw the trail of hair below his
navel and followed it down to, “Ye Gods!” she thought.
Though it was the first she had ever seen one ‘in the flesh’ as it
were, Cordelia had sneaked a peek at her mother’s Playgirl magazines a time or
two. Xander wasn’t the largest she
had ever seen, but he looked awfully big, with it sticking straight out from his
body like it was pointing right at what it wanted- her.
Xander
grinned when Cordy started staring at his erect cock.
His amusement changed to hot, dripping lust when she licked her lips.
He groaned out loud, “Cordy!”
Hearing
her name groaned out like that pushed Cordelia’s already overwhelming
excitement right into the red zone. She
looked up at Xander’s wild eyes and gave a little moan herself when he said in
a commanding tone, “Cordelia, take off your clothes.”
Xander
was frozen to the spot as he watched Cordelia scramble to get naked.
Shoes went flying in random directions as did her blouse and pants.
He let out an unrestrained moan of arousal when she freed her generous
breasts from their black lace confinement. She
slid her panties off her legs and laid back before him completely unclothed.
“You… are *so* unbelievably hot, Cordy,” he breathed out.
Cordelia
whimpered. She drew her knees up and
let them fall out to her sides, opening herself completely to him.
“Xander, I need you. In me. Now!”
Xander
didn’t need to be asked twice. He
quickly crawled until he was face to face with her.
He reached down and grabbed his cock, rubbing the head up across her wet
slit, inciting a moan from both of them. This
was his first time, but he had done plenty of research to be ready for this day,
not knowing when it might come, but wanting to live by the Boy Scout motto: Be
Prepared! His research had given him
a basic lay of the land, and an understanding of the task before him.
“God!
Cordy you’re so wet!” he said with a groan.
His
groan was echoed as he dragged across her clit.
“Xander!” she whimpered urgently.
“Please!”
Xander
lined himself up and slowly eased into Cordy’s tight heat.
“Ooohhhhh Goooodddd” Xander moaned out as he sank into her.
Cordelia
cried out in sheer pleasure, “Xaaannnnnddeerrrrrrrr!” as he bottomed out.
“Don’t move for a second,” she breathed out sharply.
Xander
was instantly concerned, “You ok?” he asked.
Cordelia
gave him a sultry smile, “Oh yeahhh. Just
need to adjust a bit.” Instinctively
knowing that any guy would take it as a complement, she smirked at him, adding,
“You’re kinda big.”
Xander
smiled at the complement. He
adjusted himself, putting his forearms under her shoulders, carrying his weight
on his elbows he pressed the length of his torso against hers, feeling the
delightful sensation of her big breasts squishing against his chest, her long,
hard nipples poking into him. He
leaned down and kissed her for a moment. He
asked, “I didn’t…”
She
looked at him strangely.
“It
didn’t… hurt?”
Cordelia
realized what he was asking. “Oh,
no. Cheerleader, remember?
High kicks, splits…”
He
got it. “Oh… good!”
He looked into her eyes and said, in all seriousness, “I love you,
Cordelia.”
Cordelia
had tears of happiness in her eyes as she said, “I love you too.”
She wiggled her hips a bit, letting him know she was ready for him to
move.
Xander
got the message. He slowly withdrew
from Cordy’s heat, causing them both to suck in a breath at the beautiful
sensation. Xander began to move
within his love, long deliberate strokes. They
were both extremely excited, buzzing on the brand new love they had revealed for
each other, not to mention the incredible feeling of being inside and around
each other for the first time.
It
was completely indescribable, the awe-inspiring feeling of giving this gift to
each other, their first loves. How
rare and precious was that? Both
still virgins both physically and emotionally.
Cordelia
clutched him to her, wanting maximum contact as he moved inside of her.
She couldn’t believe how good he felt inside of her, stretchy and
burning, but feeling oh, so wonderful as his swollen glans slid along her tunnel
walls. The hair surrounding the base
of his fat cock rubbed against her swollen clit as he bottomed out with each
stroke. She felt her hips
reflexively pushing up to meet his downward thrusts, the impact creating a
slapping sound as their bodies met with each stroke.
Xander
kissed her as he moved, kissing her lips, her face her neck, latching onto her
pulse point and sucking hard. She ran her hands up and down his back, reaching
down to grab his ass and spur him on.
It
was soon too much for Cordelia to stand and she came upon that one perfect
moment, where she felt loved throughout her whole body and spirit at once.
It wasn’t her first orgasm, but it was her first orgasm brought about
by someone other than herself. The
difference was incredible. She felt
like she was sinking into warm water on a cold day.
Waves of pleasure rippled through her body again and again as Xander
continued to move inside her slick heat. She
cried out his name, not screaming but more like a loud victory cry.
Xander
felt himself slipping away as Cordelia’s tight sheath squeezed and pulsated
around his hard length. He came
hoarsely shouting his lover’s name and it felt like his soul was pouring out
of his body into his beloved. He
could never have dreamed how much better this was when it was shared with
another, specifically with the woman he loved.
To put it in Xander-terms it was like comparing Prime rib from Ruth’s
Chris with Salisbury steak at the high school cafeteria.
One was almost edible, the other was almost a religious experience.
He
rested his forehead against Cordelia’s and said, “I just found my new
favorite place in the whole world to be.”
Locking her eyes with his he whispered, “Inside you.”
Cordelia
couldn’t help a delighted laugh, “That’s the corniest thing I’ve ever
heard, Xander.”
He
laughed along with her, realizing it did sound like a bad romance novel.
Not that he’d ever read one of those. No sir!
He’d heard rumors, that’s all.
“Yeah,
well. It’s still true,” he said
with a smile.
Cordelia
arched her brow and teasingly said, “Oh yeah?
Think you can do it again?”
Xander
was surprised, but quickly smiled and said, “Give me a couple minutes and
I’ll see what I can do!”
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Giles was
sitting in the chair at his desk. He
was waiting for
He had been
sitting there, stirring the same cup of now cold tea for well over an hour.
He had finally just gotten up out of bed that morning, still tired from a
restless night, but unable to sleep. Over
and over again he had been replaying his final conversation with
He
had driven her to her house from the library.
As she was about to exit the car, she turned to him and said, “Giles.
I- I just wanted to thank you…”
Giles,
surprised, and sensing that she wasn’t thanking him for the ride, asked,
“For what?”
Giles
ducked his head, not used to accepting praise, and somewhat chagrined that he
couldn’t share the details of what actually happened.
After
a moment he had managed to offer a strained, “yes, well… I’m just glad
that it’s over. Good night, and
I’ll see you bright and early, yes?”
‘How
did Xander know?’ ‘What had
Xander seen?’ Those two questions
haunted him all night long. Xander
hadn’t said anything unusual yesterday morning, but upon reviewing their brief
conversation, he could see where the young man had been careful in his
questioning, as if trying to find out if Giles would tell him what really
happened- he hadn’t - or lie to him- which he had essentially done.
A lie of omission is still, after all, a lie.
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Buffy was
looking at the picture one of the kids had drawn for her.
“Death,” she whispered, giving it the name the kids had used.
She looked up as Giles stuck his head in the doorway and knocked.
She waved him in with a grin that became
a full fledged smile when
“Hey,
baby,”
Buffy’s
smile showed all her warmth and love for
Buffy’s
endearment caused
Giles
cleared his throat, reminding the girls that they weren’t alone.
Buffy
blushed only slightly. “Hey guys,
what’s the what?” she asked.
Giles said, “Uh, well, it looks
as if you, uh, were on to something.”
Buffy said, “I know.”
Giles didn’t catch the
significance of Buffy’s comment, but Willow saw something, furrowing her brow
at her girlfriend as Giles continued, “The, uh, the, the girl Tina, um, it's
apparent that she, she died of the fever,” he said as he sat down.
“simple enough, but, but her records show her improving and then
suddenly deteriorating w- w- w- without any apparent cause.”
Buffy just looked up at her
girlfriend and said, “It wasn't Backer. He was clean.”
Cordelia spoke up for the first
time, asking, “What do you mean 'clean'?”
Xander, catching the other part of
Buffy’s comment, asked, “What do you mean 'was'?”
Buffy’s eyes
lost some of their blankness as the sadness she tried to hide showed through.
Buffy said,
“He's dead. This
thing killed him, and not with kindness.”
She grimaced a little at her bad pun as she handed Giles the picture Ryan
had drawn for her.
Buffy answered, “No, it's
invisible. I saw Backer nearly shredded and the thing knocked me down. But it's
real. Which means I get to fight it.”
Giles was still looking at the
rough drawing. He took off his
glasses and hesitantly said, “this is your work?” gesturing toward her with
the picture.
Buffy glared
at him for a moment, as if offended. “No,
one of the kids.”
Giles seemed slightly relieved,
“Oh. Um... Well, it would help if-if we knew what it was.”
He sighed. “I-it's
invisible to you, but the, the children can see it.”
Cordelia
interjected, “But
you said you did see something the other night.”
Buffy said, “Uh, yeah, but I was
pretty delirious. I mean, it doesn't make any sense. Why would I see it then and
not last night?”
Just then the door opened and
Buffy’s mom came in. “Good
morning.” She smiled brightly at everyone except Giles.
Her smile dimmed a little as she looked at him.
Giles
put his glasses back on and looked away from her.
Joyce put down
the bag she brought in with her. Taking
in the sudden silence, she said, “Ooo, looks like I interrupted a secret meeting.”
Everyone chuckled weakly, still
unused to Buffy’s mom knowing about Scooby stuff.
Joyce’s smile dimmed as she
realized that she had indeed interrupted something.
Something to do with slaying, apparently.
She forced her smile back in place and looked at Buffy, saying, “Honey,
I, I just talked to the doctor, and she said I can take you home.”
Buffy considered for a moment and
then said, “No. I need to stay here.”
Joyce was confused. “But, Honey,
I thought you'd be raring...” she started.
Buffy looked directly into her
mother’s eyes and said, “Mom. There’s
something bad happening here. In the
hospital. Something I need to take
care of, ok?” Her eyes were
pleading with her mother to understand and not ask a lot of questions.
Of course, wishing for it didn’t make it happen.
“I don’t understand, Honey.”
Joyce said, bewildered. “Are there
vampire’s in the hospital?”
“Worse…” Buffy whispered.
Joyce wanted more.
She dreaded more. “Okay,
well, I'll, uh, I'll talk to the doctor,” she said.
Buffy added, “Uh, just for a
day… or s-so.”
Joyce didn’t turn all the way
toward Buffy. Her gaze settled on
Giles and she glared at him. Finally,
she just nodded and hurried out. She
hated this.
Cordelia closed the door behind
her.
Xander wrapped his arm around
Cordelia’s shoulders as she stepped back to his side.
Rather than protest, Cordelia sipped an arm around his waist and pulled
herself closer to him.
Both Buffy and
Cordelia saw the surprise on Buffy’s and especially
Utterly oblivious to the subtext
floating around the room, Xander asked, “So what's the drill?”
Buffy shook her head, she’d
wonder about the whole Cordy/Xander deal later.
Now it was time to focus on slayage.
“Giles, see if you can get a mug shot on that guy. I need to know what
I'm fighting.”
Always happier to have something
specific to do, Giles rose and walked around the bed, saying “Right, yes.”
Buffy went on, “I'll check
Backer's office. See if I can find any post-its marked 'why a monster might want
me dead'.”
Xander said, “Sounds like a
plan.”
She added, “Course, if I find
anything, I won't know what it means, so, Will...”
Both Cordelia and Buffy slowly
turned their less than friendly expressions onto Xander.
Feeling the gaze of two unhappy
women land heavily upon him, Xander chuckled weakly.
Looking at the slayer he said, “No, she's being literal.”
Turning to his girlfriend he continued, “She used to have all these
medical volumes, uh, and diagnosed me with stuff.”
Now frantically looking between the two, not sure which would hurt him
worse, he pleaded with his eyes for them to believe him.
“I didn't have the heart to tell her she was playing it *wrong*.”
Buffy blushed lightly and said,
“Uh, I never have?”
Cordelia raised her eyebrows
disbelievingly at Buffy and cleared her throat.
Giles picked up on the hint, “Um,
fascinating though this is...”
Jumping on the distraction, Buffy
said, “Yeah, right. Go!”
Giles said “W-w-we'll call you if
we... know something,” as he started out, with Cordelia and Xander close
behind.
Buffy’s eyes never left her
curious girlfriend’s as she said, “Know something soon.”
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Out in the hall, Giles, Xander and
Cordelia started walking toward the waiting room.
Giles said, “I'd best head for
the library. Research beckons.”
Xander said, “Yeah, research-
we’re all over it,” he said gesturing to Cordy and himself.
“First though, I’ve got to get some breakfast.
For some reason I’m even more hungry than usual this morning.”
He hadn’t meant it as a tease to Cordelia, but she blushed anyway.
“You want to come with us, G-man?”
They came to a stop outside the
waiting room, and Giles said “Don’t call me that,” his voice even and
offhand- as though protesting out of habit only.
The truth was, he was still a bit nervous in Xander’s presence- not
sure what the young man might have seen. “As
to breakfast- No, I think I’d like to get back to the library.”
Cordelia was relieved- she wanted
more alone time with Xander. “Ok,”
she said brightly, taking Xander’s hand and starting to drag him off.
Xander frowned a little at Giles
reluctance to meet his eyes. “Ok…
Do you want us to bring you anything when we come in?” he asked.
Giles really wanted to tell them
that they didn’t need to come at all, but that was foolishness.
He wouldn’t put his own concerns above the need to identify this
creature so that Buffy could effectively fight it.
He’d just have to face Xander and find out what he had, or hadn’t,
seen- after they found Buffy’s invisible child killer.
“Um, perhaps a jelly donut?” He
blushed ever so slightly. Jelly
donuts were a not-so-secret addiction of his.
One he had tried- and failed- to beat on several occasions.
Xander called back over his
shoulder, “Ok, we’ll see you in about an hour…” he started to say when
Cordy cut him off.
“Two hours,” she said loudly
enough for Giles to hear. She
offered no explanation.
Xander was two stunned by Cordy’s
actions to protest and allowed himself to be dragged off.
Giles hoped he could get some
serious research in during the next two hours, knowing that Cordelia would
distract him, as always. Plus, today
he needed to talk to Xander before they saw Buffy again.
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Ok, so what’s the deal with the
huggy twins? Buffy asked about 10 seconds after the door closed.
Willow thought about it for a
moment, and then said, “I think last night Xander told Cordelia that he’s in
love with her,” she said in a quiet voice- still not sure how she felt about
that, not sure what right she had to feel anything other than happy for him.
Which she was… kind of.
Buffy was stunned.
“Xander’s in love with Cordelia?”
She quickly realized that was a kinda dumb question, they had been dating
for quite a while now, if you didn’t count the week they were broken up.
“Xander told her he was in love with her?
Are you sure, Willow?” The
last time she and Xander had really talked about Cordelia, and Xander’s
relationship with Cordelia, was right before she dumped him on valentines day.
That wasn’t all that long ago, and the word ‘love’ hadn’t even
been raised.
Buffy noticed the glum look
“Yeah?” Buffy asked.
“Yeah.”
Buffy gave an exaggerated sigh,
saying, “Well, *that’s* a relief!”
Buffy shivered at the feel of
Buffy lifted her girlfriend’s
hand to her lips and placed an open mouth kiss on her palm.
It was
“Go lock the door,
“Lock the door,
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“So, where do you wanna eat?”
Xander asked as Cordy pulled out of the parking lot.
He figured she wanted to go someplace nice if she thought it was going to
take a couple of hours.
Cordelia surprised him when she
pulled in to a McDonalds just down the street from the hospital and got in the
drive through lane.
“Um, Cordelia?
I don’t think it’s going to take us a couple of hours if we’re
getting Mickey D’s drivethrough…” Xander said, trying to figure out what
was going on in his girlfriend’s head.
Cordelia ignored him for a moment
while she placed their order- five Egg McMuffins™ and two OJs.
Turning to her boyfriend as she pulled forward in line, she said, “Will
three be enough to tide you over till we get donuts?”
Xander was a little slow on the
uptake this morning. “Uh, what are
we doing between Mickey D’s and donuts?” he asked, baffled by her behavior.
She again ignored his question as
she turned to pay for their food. She
took the bag of sandwiches and the drinks and handed them to Xander.
She smiled broadly and said, “Eat up, Xan.
You’re gonna need your strength.”
The smile on her face, the sparkle
in her eye, and her comment were enough. He
finally got it. He gulped loudly and
opened the bag with trembling hands as Cordelia zipped down the street headed
back to her place.
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Buffy ran her hand slowly over
Buffy came back to earth, “No, it’s not all the way.
I just wanted you to know that I wasn’t ready to go all the way here in
a hospital bed.” Seeing
Buffy smiled, “Yes Ma’am!”
she said with a grin. Her grin
turned into a smirk as she added, “Besides, I’m feeling much better now.”
Willow leaned in and captured Buffy’s lips, suckling
slowly on them, not wanting to hurry. She
gently sucked on Buffy’s lower lip, drawing it into her mouth, caressing it
with her tongue. When Buffy sought
to deepen the kiss,
Buffy gasped and opened her eyes, only to find
Buffy felt a hard shot of arousal spike through her at
Buffy opened her mouth to
Buffy moaned at the sensation of her darling girlfriend
essentially performing oral sex on her tongue.
The moans only got louder when she felt
“Oh God!
Buffy whined loudly, “No! Please?
Don’t wanna stop!”
Buffy reluctantly obeyed, looking up into
Willow said, “Listen up, missy.
Our first time is not going to be in a hospital bed, remember?”
Buffy knew
Buffy nodded her head, still
pouting a little. “Right, got to
save the world again. Or at least,
some of it’s younger inhabitants.”
Buffy jumped down and started to
walk to the small bathroom. After
only a couple of steps, she turned back to the redhead and said, “You know,
you’re getting kinda bossy, Willow.”
Buffy took
Buffy slowly nodded her head, her eyes locked on
Buffy continued, “…I get all… hot… and wet.”
Buffy dropped her eyes as she pressed
Buffy pulled
Buffy turned back around.
Buffy’s eyes widened and her jaw
dropped as
Buffy snapped out of her daze and
said, “Yes, Willow.” As she went
in to the bathroom she thought, “Jeeze! I’m
going to be wet for the next 24 hours straight…”
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It took only five minutes to get to
Cordelia’s house. Impressive when
you considered that it was five miles of city streets away.
Despite fearing for his life, Xander managed to snarf down all three of
his sandwiches and was just finishing his orange juice as they pulled into the
drive lane. Cordy had eaten a single
sandwich and was also finishing her juice when they stopped.
Unfortunately the abrupt stop caused some of the juice to spill over her
mouth and down her open shirt. “Damnit!”
she said. “That bra cost $70!”
Xander, in a move he’d wanted to
do since dating Cordelia, said, “Let me get that…”
Cordelia gasped as Xander leaned
over and licked the orange juice off of her chin, briefly moving up to give her
a quick kiss on the lips as he un-did another two shirt buttons.
He lapped the orange juice off of her neck, working his way down to her
inviting cleavage.
Xander thought he could never get
enough of the taste of Cordelia’s skin. Warm,
slightly salty, and now covered with a sheen of sweet/tart stickiness, which
complimented her own flavor quite nicely. He
decided right then that he was going to make some strawberry glaze and smear it
all over her breasts one of these nights, and take his time gently lapping it
off.
Cordelia was breathing heavily as
she savored the feeling of Xander’s tongue against the upper slope of her
breasts. She let out a quiet moan of
pleasure as he finished.
The thought of coating, then
cleaning Cordy’s breasts of some sweet, sticky glaze was enough to cause some
swelling in his pants. Cordelia’s
moan of pleasure as he pulled away furthered the swelling until his pants were
extremely uncomfortable.
Cordelia opened her eyes and looked
into her lover’s. “That was… I
didn’t expect… Wow. Get your ass
out of this car and in the house right now!”
Xander gave a mock long-suffering
sigh, “Yes dear, whatever you say, dear.”
The two fairly ran to the door,
Cordelia fumbling for her keys. As
she tried twice to get them in the lock, Xander gently covered her shaking hands
with his own. “Not that I mind for
a heartbeat, but why are you so… eager this morning?”
They got the door open but didn’t
walk through. “Again, let me
emphasize how very much I am not hating this right now, but why didn’t you
want to wait until after research?”
Cordelia looked up at Xander but
didn’t say anything.
Xander looked down and saw
trepidation in his lover’s eyes. He
tried to reassure her, “I know we never really talked about… important
stuff, especially emotions… I’d like to change that.
I love you Cordelia. I… I
want t- to… I want us to be able to talk about stuff.”
Cordelia dropped her eyes to the
floor. “It’s… kinda
embarrassing.”
Xander just waited patiently,
holding her hand in his.
“Watchingyouresearchmakesmehot.”
She mumbled.
Xander caught a few words, but
wanted to be sure. He put his free
hand under her chin and lifted her face until he could see her eyes.
“I got ‘watching’ ‘research’ and ‘hot’” he said.
Cordelia blushed but said it again
more slowly, “Watching you research… it makes me hot when I look at you,
leaning back, all stretched out, looking down at one of Giles musty old leather
monstrosities.”
Xander smiled, but didn’t laugh.
“Really?” he asked.
Cordy nodded her head slightly and
added, “I don’t know why. It
just does. And, I couldn’t…
after last night… I don’t think I could just sit there, watching you.
I’d go crazy.”
Xander could tell she was
embarrassed by that, and that she had to really drop some shields to say that to
him. Now would not be the time for a
joke, especially if he wanted a shot at seeing her naked again any time soon.
“Cordy, every time I see you I get excited.
Seriously! From that first
time we kissed… every time you enter a room… all I have to do is see you,
and I can’t concentrate on anything else.”
Cordelia searched his eyes for any
sign of exaggeration- when she saw his sincerity, she smiled and said, I love
you Xander. I don’t know how it
happened, but I’m glad it did.” She
then proceeded to drag him into the house and to the nearest living room chair.
She turned him so his back was to the seat, and then she draped herself
against him and kissed him passionately. Just
as he was returning the kiss, she broke off and smiled up at him while she
unbuckled his pants. She grabbed the
waist of his pants and boxers and dragged them down to mid thigh, freeing his
now fully erect cock. She pushed him
back causing him to fall into the chair, and kneeled before him.
“Oh God!” he squeaked when he
realized what was about to happen.
“Sit back and enjoy, Xan,” she
said in a sultry voice before leaning into him and proceeding to lick up and
down his length.
Cordelia hadn’t done this before,
but like Xander, she had done her homework.
Cosmo routinely published tips and techniques for pleasing a man, and
what pleased a man more than a hot, wet blowjob?
For a long time, Cordelia
couldn’t imagine why she would ever want to suck a guy’s cock.
“What’s in it for me?” she’d always wondered.
Girls in the locker room always acted like it was gross, and they only
did it because it was expected, or sometimes even demanded.
Well, right now, the sounds coming out of Xander’s mouth and the
feeling of control she had made her want to do this every chance she got.
Plus the taste of his skin was wonderful, and the texture- like velvet
over steel. She found herself
enjoying this quite a bit as she vigorously sucked his head, rubbing her tongue
around the ridge and pumping the shaft with her saliva-slicked hand.
Xander felt like he must be in
heaven. Cordelia Chase was not only
giving him head, she initiated it… eagerly.
He’d never had a blowjob before, so he couldn’t really comment on her
technique relative to anyone else, but she was definitely doing something right.
She didn’t think it had been that
long since she started, but suddenly Xander started to shake, and she heard him
cry out that he was almost there. She
hadn’t really planned on how this was going to end, but there was no way she
would let him cum on her shirt, or on the chair, so she just kept plugging away
when she heard his agonized groan and suddenly her mouth was full.
Hot! A little bitter and
salty, but for the most part not much flavor at all.
God, there was a lot of it though, her mouth filled up and a little
started dribbling over her lips. She
convulsively swallowed, and then swallowed again.
Finally, the flow seemed to stop, and she sucked hard, hollowing her
cheeks to get any left over out.
Xander couldn’t believe that
Cordelia just swallowed his cum. God,
it was one of his biggest orgasms ever, and she swallowed it all.
He felt like his whole body was buzzing with the sweet release.
He looked down at her as she released his cock with an audible pop.
When her tongue swept out and gathered up that little bit on her lips,
his whole body shuddered like it had been hit by an aftershock.
Cordelia smiled brightly and said,
“That was fun! I think I’m gonna
do that a lot.”
Xander groaned in exhausted
ecstasy. “Oh my God!
I think I won the girlfriend lottery!”
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Buffy said, “Yep, another person
I wasn't in time to save. It's too
bad Angel didn't put me in the hospital sooner…” she trailed off as she
looked at Willow, who was staring at her, hands on hips, and a stern look on her
face.
Buffy blushed, finally getting it.
“I’m moping again, aren’t I?” she asked, suddenly finding the
floor to be quite interesting.
Buffy looked up as if to say something.
The words died on her lips unspoken when she saw
Buffy’s eyes dropped, but she
mumbled, “It’s not my fault.”
Buffy met
Buffy nodded her head slightly.
“Now, look me in the eyes and say
it,” she once again commanded.
Buffy met
Buffy rewarded her with a smile at that.
“No, you’re the best! I
love you so much,
Buffy said excitedly, “Oh yeah!
I’m all for that!”
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Several minutes later,
Buffy said, “Whatcha got,
Sherlock.”
She got a confused look from Buffy.
Buffy asked, “Would that work?”
Buffy said, “Till that thing
stopped him.” This time she said
it, not with guilty self-flagellation, but with a determined, ‘I’m gonna
kick it’s ass!’ tone to her voice.
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Giles, Xander and Cordelia were in the
Cordelia said, “Eww, what does
this do?
Giles said, “(puts his mug down)
What?
Cordelia found a particularly nasty
specimen and pushed the book toward Giles, asking, “What does this do?”
Giles answered, “Uh, it, uh,
extracts vital organs to replenish its own mutating cells.”
Cordelia said, “Wow!” Leaning
over to look at his book, she pointed at another picture and asked, “What does
this one do?”
Xander looked up over the top of
his book, not moving his head, just his eyes.
He could see the slow boil rising up in Giles face.
Rather than say anything to Cordelia, he just went back to his book,
pretending not to notice. Hey, he
may be cowardly, but he’d leave the blowing up to Giles.
“Pussy-whipped? Who, Me?” he thought quietly.
Giles looked up at her and said,
“Um, i-it elongates its mouth to, uh, engulf its victim's head with its
incisors.”
“Ouch,” Cordelia said.
“Wait, what does this one do?” she asked, pointing to another.
Giles’ frustration boiled over
and he fairly shouted, “It asks endless questions of those with whom it's
supposed to be working so that nothing is getting done.”
“Boy, there's a demon for
everything,” Cordelia said, clueless to Giles annoyance.
Giles slapped down Ryan's picture
and got up from the table in disgust. He took off his glasses and rubbed his
forehead, saying, “I don't even know if we're on the right track. Since this,
uh... miscreant has only been seen by select individuals, there's a chance we
won't ever... find a picture of it!”
Cordelia looked over at Xander and
said, “Well, it's not in here.”
Xander watched as she closed her
book. Suddenly he sat up, noticing
on the cover a drawing that looks quite like the monster they were looking for.
Giles looked down at it and slowly
put his glasses back on.
Cordy noticed their gaze and looked
at the book's cover too. “Hey…”
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Buffy and Willow were back in
Buffy’s room, chatting about how Buffy might fight this, whatever it was, when
the phone rang.
Buffy picked up the phone and said,
“Hello?”
The voice on the phone said,
without preamble, “It's called Der Kindestod.”
Buffy wrinkled her nose, not
recognizing the voice. She said,
“Who is this?”
The voice answered, “It's me.
I've got your monster!”
Buffy said, “Cordelia? Where's
Giles?”
Cordelia said, “Looking up
stuff.”
Buffy said, “Well, can you put
him on?”
Cordelia said, “Hey! I
found your guy, okay? Just listen.”
Buffy shrugged and said, “Right.”
She pulled the phone partially away from her ear so
Cordelia said, “Ok, The name
means 'child death'. This book says
that he feeds off of children by sucking the life out of them. Eww!
But anyway, afterwards, it looks
like they died because they were sick.”
Buffy said, “So it did kill
Tina.”
Cordelia said, “Yeah, that's my
take. 'Cause it would be looking at the children's ward as basically an
all-you-can-eat kind of thing, y'know.”
Buffy said, “Backer was curing
the kids and taking away the Kindestod's food.
Cordelia nodded her head, though no
one could see it, and said, “Hence, the slice-age.”
Buffy heard Giles in the
background, “I found a picture of how it kills. Let me talk to her.”
Cordelia said, “Oh! Eww!”
Buffy said, “What?”
Cordelia said, “Oh! Uh,
you should see this thing! The way it does its thing, I mean, eww!”
Buffy heard shuffling sounds and
suddenly Cordelia’s voice sounded distant, as though she had stepped away from
the phone, “Why do I let you guys drag me into this stuff?”
Giles said, “Uh, uh, Buffy? Are
you, are you still there?”
Buffy smirked, “Hanging on every
eww.”
Giles said, “Uh, the, um, the
Kindestod gorges by sitting atop his prey, pinning it down, uh, helplessly. Then
he slowly draws out the life. I-it must be, uh, h-horrifying for the victim.”
Buffy just stared off into space.
Giles said, “Buffy? Hello?”
Buffy was remembering the death of
her cousin. It fit exactly what
Giles was describing.
Giles said, “Buffy, w-what is
it?”
Buffy said, “It killed Celia.”
Buffy looked in
Buffy’s voice was quiet, “But
how? I-I can't even see it.”
Buffy said, “Did I? Uh, maybe my
mind was playing tricks on me. I mean, I was crazed with that fever. Who
knows...” her voice trailed off as
she thought of something.”
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Buffy crouched down to get a better
look and said, “I have. Lots of thoughts.”
Buffy started searching through the
test tubes. She said, “The fever.
That's how you see the Kindestod. That's why Celia could see it. That's why Ryan
still can.” Finding the right one,
she added, “It's the only way.”
Buffy stood back up and faced
Buffy said, “I guess we'll find
out.” She uncapped the tube and
raised it to drink the serum.
Buffy said, “
Buffy’s eyes got big and she
said, “Oh. They really should put that on the label.”
Buffy said, “Okay, but this
better work fast.”
Buffy said, “Faster than that.”
Buffy relented, taking the beaker, holding it up and
looking at it, then over at
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Buffy said, “Good.”
They reached the door to the ward,
and Buffy looked in through the door's window.
The beds were all empty.
Buffy said, “The kids. They're
gone.”
She and
Buffy said, “I don't know.” Turning
to face
Turning to look back into the room
Buffy started to see something. Squinting
her eyes slightly, she said, “Will?”
Buffy said, “I think it's in
there.”
A shimmering form began to take
shape. It moved over to a bed, and suddenly Buffy could clearly see the
Kindestod. It looked into an empty bed as though searching. “Maybe
it doesn’t see the same way we do,” she thought as she stared at it through
the door's window. The monster
looked over at another bed and then noticed her staring. It
straightened itself up and looked directly at her.
Buffy's eyes went wide and she felt
a shiver of fear run down her spine.
It just giggled maniacally and
doffed its hat to her. It stared at
her for another moment, then it turned toward the other door to the ward. It put
the hat back on and began to walk to the other door.
Buffy looked at the sign on the
door. It said basement access.
Buffy said, “It's going after them!”
She turned to
Before the Kindestod could open the
door to the basement access, it heard the sound of the door crashing open.
It turned around in time to catch Buffy’s foot in its chest as she
performed a leaping kick. The
monster hit the door and smashed through it in a shower of splinters.
Buffy felt a little dizzy after
landing from the assault. The
exertion of the two kicks combined with the fever had drained her a bit.
She quipped, “You make me sick.
The Kindestod stood up and faced
her. She swung at it again with a fist, but the monster blocked it.
Buffy wasn’t in top form as she
fought the Kindestod, and it eventually gained the upper hand and punched her
twice in the face, then threw her against the wall. She
climbed to her feet and swung twice at the monster, but it just leaned back and
avoided the blows.
It grabbed her again and threw her
into another wall. She recovered
quickly, and hopped up onto one of the beds. She
took a quick look at the Kindestod, and then jumped off of the bed and landed a
hard kick on its face.
It stumbled back and to its knee as
she landed on her feet. She kicked it three more times while it tried to get
back up. It struck her with a
backhand and she spun around and let out a grunt of pain. The
monster took her by the shoulder and backhand punched her in the face again. It
then grabbed her by the throat, lifted her up and threw her across the room.
Buffy struck the side of one of the beds, knocking it over.
She was stunned and just lay there on the floor for a moment.
The Kindestod reached down for its
hat, disdainfully brushed it off, and put it back on its bald pate.
Buffy recovered from her daze, but
not in time to get away as the monster knelt and reached for her head. It
held her steady with both hands and its eyes bugged out and split open, reaching
out to her on stalks.
Buffy thought, “Eww!
Gross!” as she reached up and grabbed the eyestalks.
She viciously wrenched them sideways from it’s head, tearing the flesh.
The sound of its scream caused her whole body to shudder.
She pulled a knee to her chest and planted her foot against it, sending
it flying away from her and onto its back.
She rolled over and climbed onto
her feet, somewhat unsteady. She
stumbled over to the monster who was just getting to its feet, mostly
debilitated from the wound to its eyestalks.
Buffy went behind the beast and kicked out one of it’s knees, bringing
it down. She reached around its neck
from behind and wrenched its head back with all her might, as though she was
going to toss the monster over her hip. She
didn’t have enough strength to throw the Kindestod, but there was a horrible
crunching, tearing noise and its neck twisted and elongated several inches, its
body collapsing dead to the floor as she let go.
Buffy stood there for a moment
looking down at the Kindestod's prone body.
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She went back to the ward to check
on Buffy and found her standing, looking at the floor.
“You ok, Baby?” she asked
quietly.
“Actually,” Buffy said as she
turned to look at her girlfriend, “I think I'm starting to feel better.”
Buffy smirked, saying, “Aww, you
say the sweetest things, Love.”
Buffy nodded, reaching out and
kicking the body in front of her. “Yep.
I broke its neck.”
Buffy looked at
“Uh, Buffy?”
“Yeah, Will?”
“What are we gonna do with it?”
“Um…”
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A phone call to Giles resulted in
he and Xander taking the body. They
decided to bury it despite it’s invisibility.
Giles, upon examining the corpse, continued to say ‘Good Lord’ every
few minutes, interspersed with, “Amazing!” or the occasional,
“Incredible!”
Buffy finally got Giles to quit
with the superlatives and pick up one end of the monster, while Xander took the
other. They finally just decided to
walk out the front door with it. No
one was going to be able to see it anyway.
As the door shut behind the guys after they left, and
Cordelia turned around and leaned against the door with a dreamy look on her
face,
Buffy went right along with it,
“I don’t think so…” she paused as if really thinking about it,
“Nah!”
Cordelia was in such an amazingly
good mood, that she didn’t take even the slightest offence.
She just smirked at the couple and said, “Oh, yes you do!
You two spend so much time making moon-eyes at each other it’s a wonder
you don’t walk into things!”
Buffy and
Buffy shook off the reverie, thinking, “It’s probably
a good thing I’m wasted from that fight, or I’d kick Cordelia out and ravish
Cordelia looked confused, “How
did you know?”
Cordelia remembered being annoyed when she walked in to
find Xander and
“Yeah, he did,” she said with a
sigh, remembering the amazing feeling she had when he told her he was in love
with her.
Cordelia caught
Cordelia was thrown for a moment,
getting pretty much the opposite of what she had been expecting.
Buffy
added her congratulations, “Yeah, Cordelia.
I think that’s great.”
Cordelia
paused for a moment, as if waiting for the other shoe to drop, “Uh, thanks
guys,” she said tentatively.
Completely out
of the blue,
Cordelia and
Buffy both stared at
Cordelia
shook her head and said, “You know, I think your girlfriend’s violent
tendencies are rubbing off on you.”
She hadn’t
planned to say any of this stuff, it just came bubbling out.
“Cordelia, you spent most of my life making me miserable.
You hurt me more than anyone else ever could.
I cried myself to sleep practically every other night through grade
school and junior high over things you said to me.
I hated you like no one else in the whole world.”
If Cordelia
hadn’t been leaning against the door, she would have fallen to her knees.
She felt as though
Buffy drew
Cordelia had
tears streaming down her face. She
said, “I really do love him,
Neither
Buffy nor Cordelia could tell for sure if she was kidding.
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Xander
and Giles finished putting on the last shovel full of dirt.
They each stretched their backs, wincing at the popping noise Giles back
made.
All
day, Giles had been meaning to broach the subject regarding what Xander may or
may not have witnessed with Angelus the other night.
So far he hadn’t successfully worked up the nerve.
Xander
once again caught Giles staring at him, only to dart his eyes away as Xander saw
him. “Ok, G-man.
You’re starting to freak me out with this staring thing.
If you’ve got a question, ask.”
Giles
was rattled enough that he didn’t even correct Xander’s misuse of his name.
“Yes, well… uh… that is to say, it’s about the other night,” he
began, haltingly.
“Last
night?” Xander asked, wondering if Giles was finally going to broach the
subject.
“
No, no, actually I was referring to the night before.” He clarified.
Xander
said, “Oh, you mean the night you tortured Angelus to death with bamboo
skewers and holy water?” he asked guilelessly.
Giles
went pale, “Uh, well, rather, that is to say…” the mumbled off,
stuttering.
Xander
said, “Look, Giles. My vote was to
beat him to death with a baseball bat. I
admire your creativity. I won’t
lie, it kinda wigged me out, but the bastard more than had it coming.
I’ve only got one question…”
“Um,
er, yes?” Giles asked haltingly.
“Did
it help?” Xander wanted to know.
Giles
fell silent for a moment, considering both the question, and the things the
young man had said himself. “Tremendously,”
he finally answered, deciding to be truthful.
Xander
nodded his head. “Good.”
And
just like that, things were back to normal between the two.
“Xander?”
Giles asked.
“What?”
“Don’t
call me G-man.”
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It had been
difficult, preparing dinner. Not so
much the preparing part- that was just cooking the pasta and heating a jar of
sauce. Salad came ready in a bag,
she just dumped it in a bowl and tossed it with some bottled dressing.
Store bought garlic bread was warming in the oven.
Total prep time was measured in minutes.
The hard part was that, the closer it got to
Basically,
“It’s
gonna be worth it!” she reminded herself.
Even though she’d never been with another person, let alone woman, she
was confident that she could make Buffy’s first time memorable.
Especially if
She
just hoped that she could hold out herself.
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Buffy
approached
Buffy
could never have guessed that she would respond so positively to that sort of
thing. She constantly rebelled
against parental control, and against controlling boyfriends when she was in LA.
Angel had never really tried to tell her what to do, and for that she was
grateful.
Yet, somehow,
when
Her mom
worried that the flu might have moved in to her stomach, she had gone to the
bathroom so many times. All she
could do was reassure her mom that she felt fine.
It’s not like she could tell the truth- “Sorry mom, thinking about
So, it was
firmly established that she wanted
She knew how
to give a girl an orgasm, after all she’d been diddling herself for years.
She knew where the button was, it was the thought of going down that had
her worried.
They were *so*
going to do this tonight! Buffy
wouldn’t survive much longer. She’d
just have to rely on
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They’d
managed to make it through the salad unscathed.
Both were nervous, but they were also very much in love, and had been
friends for quite a while.
Both has been
properly impressed with each other’s clothes. Buffy wore a short tan leather
skirt with a slit up one thigh, light brown calf high boots and a fawn colored
camisole top with spaghetti straps. It
was an outfit she’d worn to school in the past, but it was still very enticing
outfit, plus the high heeled boots brought her up to
Cordelia had
won the argument in the lingerie dept.
As
it was, the tension had reduced to a dull roar as the two soon-to-be-lovers ate
their dinner. It wasn’t long,
however, before it began to flare up again.
They were
eating the linguini alfredo that Willow had prepared.
She knew it was one of Buffy’s favorite foods.
Buffy’s brow
furrowed in confusion. She picked up
her napkin to wipe her chin, but
Buffy waited
for
The surprise
of
Buffy had made
it into the bedroom and was halfway to the bed when the sensation of
Letting go of
Buffy’s neck,
Buffy
gently lowered her to her feet.
Buffy nearly
cried out, “Oh God, Yes! I’m
yours
Buffy’s eyes
widened even further at the low, commanding tone
Not that she
missed her much. No, Buffy liked
aggressive, take-charge
Buffy blushed,
but made no effort to cover herself as she bent over and slid the panties off.
She stood before her Love with her feet at shoulder width, and her arms
slightly out from her body, palms facing
Glistening
wetness coated Buffy’s pussy and inner thighs.
Buffy shivered
at her lover’s touch. She
whimpered when it skirted around the area she really wanted it to go.
Nevertheless, she stood still, not doing anything until bid to do so by
Buffy
whimpered at the contact.
Buffy’s
eyes widened; she’d never done anything like that before.
Buffy, still
apprehensive, nodded her head. She
trusted
Feeling
uncertain, Buffy reached out with her tongue and hesitantly tasted the tip of
When
her fingers were clean,
Buffy was
breathless when
Buffy moaned
quietly at the sight of
She felt a
spike of arousal when
Buffy
blushed, strangely affected by the comment despite the fact that she was already
completely naked. “I’m glad you
like,” she said.
“More than
like!”
“Do
I get to see the rest of you?” Buffy asked plaintively.
Buffy dropped
her eyes and clasped her hands behind her back- unconsciously making her breasts
jut out a little further, capturing
Buffy
sighed, “Oh yes! Please, may I?”
Buffy smiled
big and leapt over to the redhead. She
stepped behind her and noticed the thong with a gasp.
Recovering, she leaned into
After a few
minutes Buffy moved her hands and slipped the bra off of her girlfriend.
As nice as playing with
Buffy kneeled
down behind the redhead. “I
can’t believe how great you look in a thong, Will,” she whispered as she
rubbed her face against the cheeks of
Buffy
pulled back her drenched hand and brought it to her face, inhaling the aroma.
“Not as pungent as mine,” she thought.
Tentatively, she reached out for a taste, worried that she wouldn’t
like it. The moment her tongue
contacted her hand, she whimpered in delight.
“Sweet! God! She tastes
like candy!” Buffy thought in amazement.
“Oh
Willow! Have you ever tasted
yourself?” Buffy asked in wonder
as she stood up.
Buffy said,
“Taste.” She slurped up the
wetness in her palm and pressed her mouth against
Both girls
moaned into the kiss, their tongues wrangling back and forth, sharing
When they
broke the kiss,
Buffy
said, “Don’t be embarrassed on my account, Will.
I’m right there with you!”
Buffy’s
smile lit up her face. “I love you
too, Will. I’m so glad we finally
found each other.” Pausing for
just a moment, she added, “I’m glad you didn’t get tired of waiting!”
Buffy smiled
as
Nodding her
head Buffy agreed heartily, “Definitely ok!”
suddenly embarrassed, she dropped her eyes and asked in a
pleading/embarrassed voice, “Uh,
Buffy
blushed over her whole body, “Uh, sixty-nine?”
It
was a good thing people in Sunnydale were used to ignoring screams in the
night…
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The
End.
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