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Amelia-Jane, Sharon, THANK YOU SO VERY ,VERY MUCH!! I’m so glad you still like it so far.

Sorry for late!
Here’s the famous phone call.. and not only, eh, eh! ;-P

Chapter Twenty-One: Unity Is Strength (NC 17!!!)

“So, ES has a mobile, too!” GB repeated, amused by the umpteenth thing in common she had found about the two bleached blonds.

“Yes, if it was Angelus… well, let’s just say that it’d be a bloody miracle if he knows how to use a telegraph!” Spike confirmed, making her laugh, as he dialled the number.

************************** (In the meantime)

LONDON

ES had sunk his fangs in his unlucky victim’s neck, draining her slowly, sip after sip.
No matter if he had been doing stuff like that for more than a century, it was something he would never get tired of.

< It’s so cool to feel this girl dying in my arms, as her blood warms my cold body and her heartbeat slows down, with the noise of a... ring? A ring that sounds like ‘Blitzkrieg Bop’ by the Ramones?! Bloody hell, that’s my mobile! > he realized, taking the last sip from his prey, and then he snapped her neck, throwing her on the ground coldly, drawing his mobile from his pocket and seeing on the display the flashing message ‘Other me, answer?’

ES rolled his eyes and pressed the key to answer.

“I just hope that you have a good reason for disturbing me, because my prey was finger-licking good!” he snapped as he licked his fingers, indeed.

“Prey? Are you hunting? * Now *? Shouldn’t it still be afternoon there right now?” LES commented, astonished.

“Yes, it’s still afternoon, but you know London, mate, here you can count the sunny days in a whole year with the fingers of one hand, that’s one of the countless reasons why I love this town!” ES explained with a sneer that LES couldn’t see but could easily picture in his mind.

“Anyway, is the world’s salvation a good enough reason for you?” LES asked him.

“Go on...”

“Truth is that we are going to face a big battle here, but our enemies are too strong for Buffy and I...” he explained, but he heard Giles clear his throat, insulted. “And the Watcher too... who happens to be a good fighter,” he added immediately after, rolling his eyes.

“And you need help, right?” ES figured out.

“Right. You are all bloody good fighters, so I think it’s time you come meet us in our dear Sunnyhell and fight by our side,” LES explained, but he heard the other vampire burst out laughing madly. “Hey, what’s so fun?” he snapped.

“The fact that you’re asking * me * to go * there * and you even expect me to do it is so fun,”

All of the sudden, the communication was interrupted, LES just heard some shouts, some noises of what seemed to be a small fight and then some seconds of silence.


“Look, I guarantee that all of us will be there; I guess we’ll leave tonight after picking up Drusilla and Angelus, see you there, bye!” EB assured him as she pressed ES on the ground with her foot on his back.

She’d been close by to Spike and since she was intrigued by the strange phone call, right after she finished feeding, the vampiress had gotten closer to her Sire, eavesdropping on the whole conversation and intervening at the right moment.

“Forget it, I’ll never go there again ever!” ES snapped, tugging her foot and breaking free, dragging her to the ground with him. “After all, I’ve already taken away the most beautiful thing from that town,” he murmured.

“Well, I hope that you didn’t mean your Sire!” she teased him, as he crawled over her slowly.

“You know better than me whom I meant, my beloved Queen!” he whispered, skimming her lips, before capturing them in a wild kiss.

“Mm... you are so sweet,” she murmured when they parted. “But you should know better, flattery doesn’t work with me. You will come with us and you’re gonna do it soon!” she growled, rolling with him and taking her favourite role of dominator.

“My stubborn girl, the answer is HELL NO and there’s not a chance that you can make me change my mind!” he growled back, but then he felt her as she unzipped his jeans.

“Are you so sure about that, baby?” she smiled lustfully at him, letting one hand slip inside his jeans, making him moan.

“This... this way is... sooo... unfair...” he managed to find the control to protest.

“Oh, I know, my love. Let’s just see how unfair I can be!” she struck back with a devilish smile as her caresses become more and more urgent and the rhythm increased.

“Oh, Buffy!” he screamed, pleased with her ministrations.

“Uh! Did I do something wrong? Maybe I’d better stop, then,” she teased him, stopping on purpose.

“Don’t you even dare quit, pet! If you don’t go on...” he roared, but she cut him off.

“Will you go to Sunnydale?” she blackmailed him.

“Never! But please, baby, keep doing what you were doing sooo well...” he responded, pouting at the last part, and she couldn’t resist to his pout.

“You, stubborn guy!” she snorted and resumed caressing him and bending over to replace her hand with her mouth. “So, just think about this...” she said, peppering little kisses on Spikey Junior. “Whatever you decide to do, I’ll go help them,” she warned him, without pulling away. “So, if you don’t follow me... well, how long will you be able to hold on without *this *?” she went on, before giving him the ‘full service’, making him feel the highest pleasure for the umpteenth time.

“You win. I’ll bloody go to bloody Sunnyhell to bloody help them!” he gave in, recovering as she got up.

“Really? Well, I really wonder what made you change your mind... all of the sudden,” she pretended to be stunned.

“You’re evil!” he struck back, getting up.

“And guess * who * my teacher is?” she stuck her tongue to him, as they both went looking for Angelus and Drusilla who were surely around, in order to inform and talk the two brunettes into following them to Sunnydale.

They didn’t have a hard time convincing them, since they knew that Angelus never backed off when it was a matter of showing his superiority to everyone else.

About Drusilla, well... she went wherever her dearly beloved Sire went.

(End I)

I hope you’ll still like it, I’ll try not to make you wait for too long for the next part! ;)





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