Buffy looked at the scene in front of her. Oh shit, she thought. Spike and Angel were in the middle of a stare down, and sooner or later, one of them was going to throw a punch. Spike was naked from the waist up. Angel had walked in on Spike and Buffy having sex, and Angel immediately pulled Spike up from the bed, putting all the blame there, and none on the one he loves.
“I told you to stay away from my girl, Spike,” Angel spit out menacingly.
“She’s not your girl anymore, mate. You left her, remember?” Spike, gave one of his little half smiles, knowing he had found Angel’s weakness. Angel winced at Spike’s words.
“I had to leave her,” Angel growled out finally. Buffy had a sheet around her, and sat up to search for her clothes. Spike turned and noticed what she was doing.
“Don’t worry, pet. No need to hide yourself under there. We’ve both seen what you’ve got.” Spike turned to Angel in mock confusion. “She does seem to get around a bit, doesn’t she? I wonder why.” That was it. Angel lifted up his fist and brought it down on the side of Spike’s face. Spike went flying across his own crypt. Then, he got up and charged at Angel.
“Okay, that’s just about enough.” Buffy got up, and used her slayer speed to put herself between Spike and Angel, and she managed to stop Spike, mid-charge. Buffy was still holding the sheet around herself. “Spike, you go wait downstairs while I change. Angel, you go wait outside.” They both gaped at her. “Go.” They went.
As soon as Buffy had changed, she called them both back in. “Listen, you guys, this is not the best way to have a meeting, I’m aware. But you have to put this rivalry behind you.” Buffy turned and looked at Angel, the man she still loved, who looked so hurt that she wanted to reach out and kiss him, but she refrained. “Angel,” she began softly, “I understand that this must suck for you. But, you did leave me, and as much as I want to be, Spike’s right, I’m not your girl anymore.”
“But Buffy, you know I had to—” Angel started but Buffy cut him off.
Buffy put her hand on Angel’s arm. “I know.” She sighed. “Look, Angel, what Spike and I do, it’s not your business.” Spike smiled, and looked smug.
“But Buffy, he’s a killer—” Angel protested, but once again he didn’t get to finish his thought.
“It’s not your business.” Buffy smiled sadly at him, then looked at Spike, and slapped him.
“Hey!” He yelled holding his cheek. “What the hell was that for?”
“How dare you say that I get around?” she yelled. “In six years I’ve slept with four people! That’s pretty damn mellow if you ask me!” She shook her head and tried to collect herself. “Sorry. But Angel, don’t feel threatened by this. I know if you could, you’d be the one here with me.” Angel nodded. Buffy continued. “I mean, I don’t even love Spike, it’s purely sex between us…” she trailed off and turned to Spike, who looked like he was about to cry. Now it was Angel’s turn to look smug. “Oh Spike, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean…”
“Yeah, right.” Spike picked up his shirt and struggled into it. “Look, I’m gonna clear out of here. You two have a big shag then.” He looked at Buffy. “You’ll be back, pet. You always are.” Then he leaned down to Angel. “I’ve put it to her more times than you’ll ever be able to. She yells things you’ve never heard her say. You don’t know this girl like I do.” His voice got even quieter. “I know the trace of her thighs, I know what makes her scream. I know what makes her quiver and tremble with sweat. You have no idea.” Angel started to stand up, looking madder than Buffy’d ever seen him, but she grabbed his arm.
Spike left. Angel turned to Buffy. “How could you?”
“Excuse me?” Buffy stood up, also pissed off. “Maybe the question is how dare you? How dare you come into my town and make judgments on they way I live my life? Do you want a say in how I live my life, Angel?”
“You know what? I think maybe I do, ‘cause maybe you can’t quite figure out how to do it by yourself.”
“Well, screw you! You gave up the ability to tell me what and who to do! You left me! I was a girl in love and you left me. And you didn’t even say goodbye.” Buffy sat down on the bed, with tears in her eyes. Angel sat down beside her and took her into his arms, and rocked her.
“Oh, Buffy, I’m sorry. But, come on, Spike? He’s evil…” Angel said, and then Buffy got angry once more. She pulled out of his arms.
“You wanna talk about evil? Let’s talk about Cordelia! You think I don’t know that you two have something going on between you?”
Angel looked guilty. “What Cordelia and I have… it’s nothing to what I feel with you, okay?”
“And Spike’s nothing to what I feel for you,” Buffy said. “Now, I think you should—”
“Yeah,” Angel finished, as he stood up to go. “So,” he said, “not until I’m human?”
Buffy nodded. “Not until you’re human.” Angel leaned down to kiss her lightly on the lips. Then he walked out the open door, into the moonlight. Suddenly, Angel popped his head back in.
“But seriously, Spike?” Angel asked incredulously.
Buffy laughed and said: “Go!”
Angel smiled back and nodded. “Until next time, my love.” And then he left, because he did that so well. Buffy sighed, and prayed for the day the Powers that Be would grant him life.
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