The possibility of Angelus. From huntedmerciless
Faith, who had taken me in the guise of Buffy one night, but had changed since from what I had seen, and I, drove away from the burial site. Buried in the site were Giles, Willow, Xander, Dawn and a host of girls, who because of Willow, had become vampire slayers. They were there because they had been killed by the same madman that had taken down everyone in my squad, including Graham and my Sam, except for me. Samantha had saved my life. That giant, scruffy son of a bitch would have choked the life out of me for sure, but Samantha had saved me, and now, on this beautiful late morning, the sea waves crashing in the distance, the day bathed in glorious son, and with me already feeling loss, I felt remorse that I couldn’t give her a proper burial.
I had called the Pentagon and spoken to the General’s aide who funded our missions, but I couldn’t be sure that they would do like I told them to, which was to clean up the mess and bring the bodies to Arlington National cemetery, where they, more then soldiers of war, or most of them, anyway, deserved to be buried. I didn’t know if it would happen, though. Faith had said something to me and I let it sink in. We had been talking about Spike being used as a bullet shield if the gunman showed up again.
”Okay, I don’t know if you know about Angel’s curse, but he and Cordelia seemed to be getting’ awfully friendly in that room. We might have an issue there, but I’m up for handlin’ him if I need to, and I’m glad that you mentioned your wife earlier. Maybe talkin’ about her will make you smile like you did before. I liked seein’ it. What the hell, right? We are alive. We have to live.”
Now, I was wondering if maybe Angel had lost his soul, and pressed on the pedal, extra hard. That Cordelia woman and Buffy could be in danger. I didn’t relish the idea of facing off against Angel when he was Angelus. I had already fought him when I though he was the non-soul happy vampire, and it turned out that he was still souled. I couldn’t imagine how vicious that he would be without the soul. Faith said that she was up for handling him and in order to do that, we needed to get there fast, but it was still bothering me.
“Why would Angel have sex with this Cordelia, knowing that he could lose his soul? Did he want to put us all in danger? Was he running low on sorrow and wanted to add to all of ours?”
I flew around a corner, feeling the SUV want to tumble, before leveling out the wheel. My thought was this. Angel is all jealous of Buffy being with somebody else, so he compensated by having sex with this Cordelia. I didn’t know enough about Angel or Cordelia to say it out loud, but better to be prepared and wrong, then to go in blind and be right.
[Faith]
I had called the Pentagon and spoken to the General’s aide who funded our missions, but I couldn’t be sure that they would do like I told them to, which was to clean up the mess and bring the bodies to Arlington National cemetery, where they, more then soldiers of war, or most of them, anyway, deserved to be buried. I didn’t know if it would happen, though. Faith had said something to me and I let it sink in. We had been talking about Spike being used as a bullet shield if the gunman showed up again.
”Okay, I don’t know if you know about Angel’s curse, but he and Cordelia seemed to be getting’ awfully friendly in that room. We might have an issue there, but I’m up for handlin’ him if I need to, and I’m glad that you mentioned your wife earlier. Maybe talkin’ about her will make you smile like you did before. I liked seein’ it. What the hell, right? We are alive. We have to live.”
Now, I was wondering if maybe Angel had lost his soul, and pressed on the pedal, extra hard. That Cordelia woman and Buffy could be in danger. I didn’t relish the idea of facing off against Angel when he was Angelus. I had already fought him when I though he was the non-soul happy vampire, and it turned out that he was still souled. I couldn’t imagine how vicious that he would be without the soul. Faith said that she was up for handling him and in order to do that, we needed to get there fast, but it was still bothering me.
“Why would Angel have sex with this Cordelia, knowing that he could lose his soul? Did he want to put us all in danger? Was he running low on sorrow and wanted to add to all of ours?”
I flew around a corner, feeling the SUV want to tumble, before leveling out the wheel. My thought was this. Angel is all jealous of Buffy being with somebody else, so he compensated by having sex with this Cordelia. I didn’t know enough about Angel or Cordelia to say it out loud, but better to be prepared and wrong, then to go in blind and be right.
[Faith]