I felt the tingle run up my spine as I saw Buffy step closer to Riley, not feeling so safe are you princess? You shouldn't, I'm not Angel. I'm the man who will one day kill you, and Faith... she's going to help. I push that thought from my mind and look at Faith sitting on the couch totally zoned out, like usual I'm sure. I'd watch her sometimes when she was just in the apartment, she'd just lay and watch tv and wait for him to come home. That was a depressing thing and I let out a sigh, telling myself to up the stakes a bit so I can hurry and vamp Faith.
Riley walks over to Faith after his little night and shining armor speech, touch her and dieand I turn my eyes back to Buffy.
"Buffy I really appreciate you letting her stay, it's... it's been rough." I say quietly, leaning in a bit even though if she wanted to hear I know she could. "She's getting worse everyday and no one can seem to... find anything to help with this here. She's... dying."
Woe is her, she's dying. Let me throw myself on the ground and cry for twelve years. Only not. I can't wait to feel her dying in my arms, hear her heart slow to a crawl. Watch as her pupils flutter between constriction and dilation. Dying, for me. Watching as red droplets color her face and she greedily laps at them, dragging my wrist to her mouth and-
Buffy's voice broke me from my little daydream, damn mouthy fuck.
I sat down from Faith on the couch, looking at the television. My attempts to ask if she was hungry failed, she was so fixated she probably didn't even hear me. I look up at Buffy as she exchanges words with Angel quietly, and pretty much in his face. I can't imagine it was pleasant.
"Everything okay?" I ask her as she walks to the couch and sits between Faith and I, we both look up at Angel. "I'm assuming that means you can go now, we'll make sure she stays safe and alive." I stand up and walk to the door where he is still standing, I pull it open.
"We'll call." I said harshly and waited for him to leave.
It's nice to know you finally noticed. When I came to your office yesterday, you could just look at her and know something was wrong. Angel, what the hell have you been doing? Apparently nothing. You need to turn around and walk out. I'll take care of her. Someone needs to.
I watched as they all sat on the sofa, looking at Angel like he was the bad guy. Truly he was, it was a shame he neglected his duties as a vampire. He was weak, and I had to stand there and act like him and take it from Buffy. Why? Cuz that's what he'd do and then whine about it later in private.
We'll call.
"Oh, yes... of course, right." I say through gritted teeth as Captain America held the door open for me. I should rip this door of the hinges and break it in half, pinning him to the wall with one half and watching blood spill out his mouth. I move out into the hallway and give him a caring look.
"Thanks, both of you. I owe you. Faith, see you... later." I sigh dramatically and turn on heel, walking to the elevators with a grin the size of the Titanic. I'd be back, I have to check on my girls, don't I?
Riley walks over to Faith after his little night and shining armor speech, touch her and dieand I turn my eyes back to Buffy.
"Buffy I really appreciate you letting her stay, it's... it's been rough." I say quietly, leaning in a bit even though if she wanted to hear I know she could. "She's getting worse everyday and no one can seem to... find anything to help with this here. She's... dying."
Woe is her, she's dying. Let me throw myself on the ground and cry for twelve years. Only not. I can't wait to feel her dying in my arms, hear her heart slow to a crawl. Watch as her pupils flutter between constriction and dilation. Dying, for me. Watching as red droplets color her face and she greedily laps at them, dragging my wrist to her mouth and-
Buffy's voice broke me from my little daydream, damn mouthy fuck.
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"Everything okay?" I ask her as she walks to the couch and sits between Faith and I, we both look up at Angel. "I'm assuming that means you can go now, we'll make sure she stays safe and alive." I stand up and walk to the door where he is still standing, I pull it open.
"We'll call." I said harshly and waited for him to leave.
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I watched as they all sat on the sofa, looking at Angel like he was the bad guy. Truly he was, it was a shame he neglected his duties as a vampire. He was weak, and I had to stand there and act like him and take it from Buffy. Why? Cuz that's what he'd do and then whine about it later in private.
We'll call.
"Oh, yes... of course, right." I say through gritted teeth as Captain America held the door open for me. I should rip this door of the hinges and break it in half, pinning him to the wall with one half and watching blood spill out his mouth. I move out into the hallway and give him a caring look.
"Thanks, both of you. I owe you. Faith, see you... later." I sigh dramatically and turn on heel, walking to the elevators with a grin the size of the Titanic. I'd be back, I have to check on my girls, don't I?
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