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~~ The Confrontation ~~


“You’re going out with Deadboy?” Xander asked incredulously.

Buffy looked over at him realizing she’d said the vampire’s name aloud. “Of course not, Xander,” she said. “Angel...as in right over there.” She nodded her head in the direction that Angel was approaching.

The gang turned around and Spike shifted nervously in his seat. Angel and Spike hadn’t been on good terms since he’d chained him up and tortured him nearly to death for the Gem of Amarra.

*He’d jump at the chance to kick my ass,* he thought to himself. *Especially if it’s for shagging his Slayer.*

“Hey Deadboy, what brings you to Sunnydale?” Xander asked when Angel reached the table.

Angel sighed angrily and glared at Xander. He turned to look at Buffy. “Can I talk to you for a minute?”

“It’s nice to see you too, Angel.” she said sarcastically as she stood up. She turned to her friends. “Angel, this is Anya and Tara.” Each girl smiled at Angel who was getting impatient but managed a ‘hello’. “Anya, Tara, this is Mr. Sunshine.” Buffy said rolling her eyes.

“Some time this century, Buffy,” he said irritated. He calmed himself down and changed his tone of voice to a nicer one. “I really need to talk to you...it’s important.”

“Okay, hold your horses,” she said. She looked at her friends at the table. “I’ll be right back.” Spike begged her not to leave him there with his eyes but she and Angel walked off through the crowd, disappearing into a dark corner.

“I wonder if Angel knows that Riley’s gone,” Anya said. “Maybe he came back here to get back together with Buffy.”

Willow saw the angry statement on Spike’s face. “They can’t be together because he’s got that curse and she’s already got a boyfriend.” she said quickly.

“Angel, what are you doing here?” Buffy asked.

“I could ask the same about you.” he said.

“What the hell are you talking about? I live here, I slay here, and I’m known to hang out with my friends once in a while.” she said.

“I mean, what are you doing here, in the Bronze...with Spike?” he asked, hiding his pain.

“What? Spike? Is that why you came here?” she asked. “He’s just sitting with us, Harmony’s been driving him nuts and I can’t help but feel sorry for him. She’s always been--”

“Buffy, you’re changing the subject,” Angel stated.

“What was the subject, Angel?” Buffy asked.

“I saw you that night in your room,” Angel said. “You were with Spike.”

“You’ve been spying on me?” Buffy asked angrily. She clenched her fists.

“I haven’t been spying, I was just checking on you and I saw you and Spike dancing,” he said.

“Oh well then, that’s much better” she said sarcastically. “Angel, why were you checking on me?”

“I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” he said.

“How many times have I told you...I can take care of myself. I don’t need you checking up on me whenever you feel like it.”

“Actually, Riley stopped by LA,” Angel said softly. “He told me he was going to Belize and that he wanted me to keep you safe.” Tears came to Buffy’s eyes as he spoke. “And I came by because I wanted to see that you were okay.”

“And if I wasn’t, what would you have done then?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” he answered honestly. “Maybe talked to you...made sure you were okay before going home.”

“And you think seeing you again would have helped me?” she asked with a smirk. “Angel, if I were still hurting right now, I’d probably be clinging to you asking you not to leave me again.”

Angel sighed. “I’m sorry, Buffy,” he said. “I just wanted to be sure it wasn’t affecting your slaying.”

“It didn’t affect it when you left me,” she said gently. “We got through the Mayor’s Ascension and I went on slaying.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re okay, but I’d better get back to LA before sunrise,” he said. “Cordy, Wesley and Gunn will be wanting their jobs back.”

“You fired them?” Buffy asked. “Why?”

“Well, it’s a long story, but Dru and Darla terrorized LA and I went through a rough time, so I had to distance myself from my friends until I could kill the girls.”

Buffy nodded. “But you got them?” she asked.

“ ‘Got them,’ ” Angel chuckled. “You say it like it was easy.”

“Sorry, I guess I didn’t really see it from your viewpoint. I mean, one’s your sire, and the other’s your childe...and I’ll just shut up now.” she said quickly when she saw Angel’s pained statement.

“It’s okay, Buffy, it had to be done,” he said. “It’s my job. I should really be going, I don’t know how much longer Spike will be able to sit there comfortably.”

“Okay, well I guess I’ll talk to you later,” she said. “I mean it, Angel. I’d like to keep the lines of communication open in case of trouble.”

“Yeah, I’d like that too,” he said smiling. “Goodbye, Buffy.” Angel turned and left the Bronze. He climbed in his car and started the engine. *She’s happy with Spike,* he thought. *I should be happy for her. At least she still wants to talk to me.*

Buffy walked back to the table. Spike looked as nervous as ever and the others at the table were silent. “Hey guys, sorry about that,” she said. “I think I’m gonna go for a midnight patrol then go home.”

“But Buffy what about your new guy?” Xander asked. “Don’t I at least get to give him the third degree?”

“I met him outside and I told him I wasn’t feeling well,” she said. “Spike, you want to make a last sweep through the cemetery?”

“What, can’t handle the nasty vamps alone, Slayer?” he asked in pretend exasperation.

Buffy rolled her eyes. “Whatever, Spike, stay here if you want. I’m going,” she smiled at her friends. “I’ll talk to you guys later.”

She turned and left and Spike sat there for almost a whole three seconds before standing up and leaving the table with a simple ‘goodbye’ nod to the Scoobies.”

After Spike left the Bronze Xander spoke up. “Well if we weren’t on the Hellmouth I might have to say that this was the weirdest night ever. What’s up with Buffy tonight?” he asked. Without waiting for a response he continued. “First she’s talking and sitting with Spike while expecting her boyfriend to show up any minute, then out of nowhere Deadboy shows up. She comes back and suddenly has to patrol. Something is definitely going on with her.”

*You have no idea.* Willow thought to herself, hiding the smile that appeared on her face.

Part 7

 

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