Title: Betrayal
Author: Tracey G
Email: sissa_003@yahoo.com
Summary: Spike tells Riley about Angel. Riley doesn't like it.
Spoilers: Takes place at the end of Doomed. (The awful B/R scene at the end doesn't happen! Yeh!)
Disclaimer: Joss owns everything Buffy, I own the plot.


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Part 3


The next night Buffy and Willow met the rest of the gang at Giles' apartment.

"Are you guy's ready?" Buffy asked Willow and Doyle.

"Yep." Willow held up her bag of herbs and her hand, which had the spell written on it.

"Alright then, let's go."

"Be careful," Giles called after them. "If you run into any trouble call us."


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"He should be right through these doors." Buffy turned to face Willow. "Start doing the spell. When it's finished stay here. I don't want you getting hurt."

Willow nodded and sat on the floor. She took the bag of herbs out of her pocket and started the spell.

Doyle put his hand on Buffy's shoulder and asked, "Are you ready?"

"Yep. I'll get Angel, you stay here and help Willow. If I need help I'll call you." Buffy sled her card through the machine next to the door.

The doors opened and she walked into the room. It was empty except for the caged demons. Buffy walked to Angel's cage. She smiled at him and opened the door to the cage with the card.

"Okay, that was just a little too easy," Buffy noted.

"Defiantly." Angel agreed.

As he said that loud sirens went off in the building. The doors at the opposite end of the room opened. Riley and bunch of other commandos stepped out.

"We've been expecting you," he said flatly.

"Sorry, if I kept you waiting," Buffy snapped.

"I don't get it," Riley shook his head and walked closer. "How could you have let a monster like him touch you or kiss you after all the people he's killed with those hands and that mouth."

"You mean like this?" Buffy grabbed Angel and pulled him into a fiery kiss. "It's real simple Riley. You have to learn to separate the demon from the person. Now, if you don't mind, we'll be leaving now."

"You don't really think we're just going to let you walk out of here, do you?" Riley asked.

"No, I really don't" Buffy replied as the room filled with the thick fog from Willow's spell.

"Get them," Riley ordered his men as Buffy and Angel turned and ran towards the doors were Doyle was waiting with Willow.

"Come on. We have to get out of here before they catch up," Buffy grabbed Willow's arm and pulled.

"No worries, Buff," Willow smiled. "I slipped a little something extra in there. They'll be sleeping like babies for days."

"Oh, your bad," Buffy teased.

"I know," Willow said with a smirk.


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On the way back to Giles' Doyle and Willow walked a few feet in front of Buffy and Angel, leaving them behind to talk.

"Are you sure they never hurt you?" Buffy asked again. "They didn't do any freaky tests on you did they?"

"I'm fine," Angel assured her. "No tests."

There was an awkward silence. Angel shoved his hands in his pocket and Buffy fiddled with the necklace around her neck.

"I'm sorry I kissed you like that," Buffy said after awhile.

"You are?"

"Okay, I'm not sorry I did it, but I really shouldn't have," she paused, "for the sake of my sanity. It's going to drive me crazy now."

"Buffy, I-"

"Oh, look, we're here." Buffy ran up to join Willow and Doyle, who were waiting for them outside Giles' door.

Willow smiled at her and pushed opened the door. "Giles, we're back," she called.

"Angel, your okay." Cordelia gave him a small hug. "Good. I'm not out of a job."

"Why would-" Giles shook his head. "Never mind."

"The sun will be coming in a few hours," Doyle said looking at his watch. "We need to leave soon."

"Okay." Angel looked over at Buffy. "Thank you."

"No problem." Buffy gave him a small hug and slipped a small envelope in his coat pocket. "Read it later," she whispered in his ear.

He looked at her curiously but nodded in agreement before turning and following Doyle and Cordy out to their cars.

"Why is my car here too?" he asked.

"Because I know how you feel about Delia's driving," Doyle answered with a smirk.

"Hey!" Cordelia cried, insulted and smacked Doyle on the arm.

Angel chuckled as he climbed into his car.




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