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“Hi, Angelus,” Buffy said, propping the phone up on her shoulder as she
washed the dishes.

“I haven’t heard from you in a while, baby.”

“I know, I’m sorry, but I’ve been busy lately.”

“Too busy for me?”

“I’ve just been catching up with my friends…what’s wrong with that?” Buffy
asked, suddenly becoming defensive.

“Nothing,” Angelus replied. “I just thought you might want to ‘catch up’
with me.”

Buffy could practically hear the smirk in his voice. “I’ll see you
tomorrow,” she said softly, hoping to steer him away from the fight that was
threatening to happen.

“Why not tonight?”

“I promised my mom that I would help out around the house.”

“You’d rather clean than be with me?”

Buffy was getting fed up with the controlling attitude. “You know, if you
have a problem with me, Angelus, why don’t you just come out and say it,”
Buffy demanded, grabbing the phone in a such a tight grip, she was surprised
it wasn’t cracking under the pressure.

“No problems, baby,” he said in a smooth voice. “I just miss you.”

“Yeah,” Buffy murmured, not returning the thought. “But I’ll see you soon.”

“Alright. Love ya, babe.”

“Yeah, me too,” she replied with less enthusiasm before hanging up the
phone.

* * * * *

Buffy tossed and turned in her bed as the images assaulted her.

“Will, what are we doing here?” Buffy asked as they climbed a hill
overlooking the city.

“I wanted to bring you someplace special, princess.”

“Why?”

“Because you deserve it,” he said in a husky whisper.

“I-I don’t understand,” Buffy said with a soft smile as William pulled her
down to sit next to him.

“I want to make love to you, Buffy,” he whispered, trailing kisses along her
collarbone and up her throat. “I’ll understand if you don’t want to, but if
you want me to be honest…”

“I’m ready, Will,” she said, a smile on her lips when he pulled back to look
at her. “It’s just…we’re only fifteen and I-“

“I want to be with you,” he murmured. “Whether we do this now or wait, I’ll
always want to be with you. It will always be you.”

Buffy didn’t answer as her lips met his in a tender kiss. A kiss filled
with such warmth and familiarity that it made her dizzy with the intense
emotions. His hands trailed along her body, sending chills through both of
them as he began undressing her.

His breath caught in his throat when he looked at her body. Her skin was
bathed in moonlight, and he felt his breath catch in his throat as he lowered
his lips to hers in a soft kiss.

Buffy gasped when she felt his hard shaft at her entrance. She didn’t know
when he took off his clothes, but that was the last thought on her mind as
he gently pushed into her inviting body. Pausing when she tensed up,
William’s lips met hers in another kiss.

“This will probably hurt, sweetheart,” he whispered against her lips,
seconds before tearing through her virginity. Buffy’s back arched into him,
but the pain was already lessening when he slowly rocked his hips against
hers. “I love you,” he whispered, his forehead pressed to hers. “I love
you so much.”

Trailing a hand along his cheek, Buffy smiled at the adoration in his eyes.
“I love you, too,” she said softly, closing her eyes at the sensations
flowing through her body.

Her body automatically braced herself against the assault it was suddenly
feeling. It was hard. More brutal, more violent. Buffy opened her eyes
and gasped when she saw Angelus on top of her, moving for his own pleasure,
not giving a second thought to her.

“No,” Buffy murmured, shaking her head back and forth. This didn’t feel
right. It wasn’t natural. It never felt right with Angelus.

Closing her eyes against the disturbing image, Buffy jumped when she felt
lips tenderly caress her shoulder and strong arms encircling her body.
Opening her eyes, it seemed to take them a minute to focus as the movements
became more caring.

“I’ve got you, princess. I’ll never let you go. I’ll always catch you.”

Letting her eyes focus, Buffy’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Spike?”
she whispered, seeing the shock of bleached hair. “Where’s Will? What
happened to William?”

“He’s here,” Spike replied, brushing his lips over hers in a tender caress.
“He’s always here- he’s just grown up a little more. He’s smarter now.”

Moving her body with his, Buffy arched her back, feeling comfort surround
her as her inner muscles tensed around him, triggering his own climax and
letting them fall over the edge together.

Breathing heavily for several long moments, Spike pulled back to look into
her eyes.

“Don’t let me go,” she said fearfully.

“Never.”

Breathing a sigh of relief, she looked up at him with a grateful expression,
surprised at the worried look in his eyes.

“You’re not safe with him, Buffy.”

“Am I safe with anyone?”

“Me.”

“You hurt me,” she whispered. “Why would I be any safer with you?”

“Because I’d do anything for you,” he said softly, letting his hand trail
over her hair. “Because I’d lay down my life for you, if it came to that.
I love you, Buffy…It will always be you.”

The words seemed to echo in Buffy’s head as she opened her eyes, letting her
gaze fall on her bedroom window and noticing that it was still dark outside.
Rubbing her eyes and trying to rub the memory of the dream away, Buffy sat
up in bed and looked around.

Studying her room for a few minutes, she couldn’t realize why it looked so
strange to her. Finally realizing what was wrong, Buffy noticed that she
didn’t have any pictures of Angelus anywhere. When she was with William,
his face covered every available surface. Now there was nothing to show
that she was even in a relationship.

Burying her face in her hands, Buffy sighed at the implications of her dream
and the lack of anything resembling the fact that she had a boyfriend.
“What the hell am I supposed to do?”





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