A/N: This is my first story that I have co-written with Flamingsoul3 so give her some credit too! This is something I have always wanted to write so YAY! This fanfiction should be interesting and a little sad and maybe depressing. Its a dark one or too me! And Flamingsoul3. So smile now and review this is possibibly a cliffhanger.
“So what do we do? Do we just walk right up to the door and ask her to take us back?” Spike said to
his grand-sire who was walking down the long hall with him. “Or do you want to just barge in like you always do?”
Angel, who had been in a sort of trance since they had got out of L.A., looked at Spike and shrugged, “I don’t always barge in.”
“Yeah right, dark avenger.” said Spike who also added, “You want to be Buffy’s white knight again.”
Angel just stared at him, and kept walking. They were almost at the door. Thankfully, Spike had been blabbering on and on ever since they left LA. Ever since they left L.A…. Wow. It felt weird to think of L.A. in the past tense, well L.A. was still there. He didn’t know about Wolfram and Hart Now though; he was going to start over, maybe with Buffy. Maybe she’s not cookie dough, anymore. He just hoped that the Immortal wasn’t eating cookies or cookie dough either, only he could do that. Though that thought made him both interested, and a little confused, at why he thought that in the first place.
“We’re here” Spike said in a voice that sounded both excited and nervous. Angel took in a fake deep breath just to show that he cared. “I think it’s every man for himself, whoever gets the girl first”
Angel looked at Spike in disgust. She’ll never be with you. He wanted to say, but he knew that would only make Spike try harder, which was something he didn’t want. So instead he said, “Let’s just see if she’s here, okay?” And he said, “Whatever” and was about to knock on the door and he stopped.
“Feel that?” he asked Angel in a confused tone.
“What?” Angel asked coming out of his trance, again.
But he had no time to listen to what the bleached blonde vampire had to say, because a feeling of danger went through him, a feeling he didn’t get a lot. A feeling he hadn’t needed to get since Sunnydale. Buffy was definitely home, along with others, most likely. And they, including himself and Spike, we’re about be in danger.
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