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Chapter 12


“So.” Angel said, looking at Giles, who sat opposite him. Giles took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose.

“When did this all start?”
Sitting back in the chair, Giles put his glasses on, and said, without stuttering;

“I take it you mean this…relationship between…(Angel nodded) Couple of day’s ago, if you’d have seen Buffy’s reaction on Friday to this job and working with Spike, screamed there was ‘no freaking way on this earth that she was going to do it with Spike’, to the next day, when they are all over one another like a rash, couldn’t keep their hands off… first, they told me it was acting for the party, but then they come clean, and say they don’t know what happened themselves, but they don’t want ‘it’ whatever ‘it’ is, to end, but remember, he’s had to bite her, put her under his thrall”

“WHAT, WHY?”

“To mask her soul, don’t forget, she’s encountered Dracula before, he’s bitten her, he’d know instantly the slayer was there, then so would a hundred and twenty or so other vamps…give or take”

“And Willow is?”

“Willow – Um, well, she’s away at university, Oxford, England, why Willow anyway?”

“Because she’s a witch, spells… And Spike?”

“Wasn’t even going to the party, wasn’t all that keen to go either, said it wasn’t his style at all, he honestly took some persuading, when I suggested it, he asked me when I thought he’d had a frontal lobotomy to go along with such a hair brained scheme”

“Buffy hasn’t got a boyfriend?”

“No”
Angel pursed his lips and said,

“It’s the sex then, it has to be”

“What?”

“Spike, it’s the sex, that’s one thing that Spike is very…VERY good at. Once, at the Elysée Palace in Paris, I saw must have been at least two dozen noble-women fighting over him…a real cat-fight…several told me, ‘he was the best fuck in the world’.”

Angel looked down, a pained look on his face.

“Oh, erm, oh” Giles didn’t know what to say.

“But I don’t understand…” Giles began.

“Spike is very good at sex, what isn’t there to understand about that?”
Angel asked irritably.

“Yes, o-o-o-ok, g-g-g-got that, b-b-b-but…”

“But what?”

“Well, that might be the case but, well, isn’t there supposed to be some attraction between people before, well before they hit the sack?”

“Oh yeah, like it hasn’t been his every waking thought to jump her bones ever since he clapped eyes on her…you know, thinking about it, it could be him wanting to get back at me for taking Dru…”

“You’re forgetting one thing, Spike’s known her for years, why hasn’t he tried anything before now, and well, that doesn’t explain Buffy’s reaction, does it?”

“Could Spike have got a spell do you think?” Angel asked.

“No, Spike doesn’t like magic, he’s always said with magic there’s consequences” Giles took his glasses off, and stood up. Giles had to be careful; he didn’t want to raise suspicion.

“Angel, she’s a grown woman, and why does this have to boil down to you, anyway?”

Giles replaced his glasses and looked Angel full in the face. Ignoring what Giles had just said, Angel continued,

“And you’re her watcher…”

“Yes, exactly, her watcher, not her father, or her moral guardian…she might just be…”

“Well?”

“Well, they’ve worked together before, Spike can ‘kick ass’ I believe is the terminology you use…and now the other’s are not around, Willow in England, Xander and Anya married…maybe they just got talking and found out that, well, they were mutually attracted.

Don’t torture yourself Angel, you incur her wrath over this, and she’ll stake you, you can be sure of that, same as if I tried to put my foot down and create about them seeing one another, I’d be told to mind my own business, she did it with me when I wasn’t happy about you at first…and she was 16 then, she’s nearly 21 now…I know this isn’t what you want to hear, but whatever she is, she’s professional, and I do believe Spike when he says he won’t have her in any extra danger, look how he tore into us earlier, and I’m sorry to say this, but he was right on every count”


“Yeah…he does care, I can see that, when Spike’s committed to something, he doesn’t let up until…look how long he stuck with Dru.

But I KNOW they’ve been well, they must have had an awful lot of sex…I couldn’t even scent her because of his essence…”

“Well, that’s good, isn’t it, make the job easier…Go home Angel, you’ll do no good here” Giles urged. Angel nodded.

“You’re right, but they’re well gone now, aren’t they?”

“Here, take my car, Wesley can always drop it back” Giles threw Angel the keys to his Citroen.

“Thanks Giles…”

“Just mind the clutch when you go for third gear”

“Yeah, not just the car, for making me see sense, I’d have only sat out in the tree torturing myself listening to them” Giles raised his eyebrows, then said

“Erm, yes well, I’ll tell them we had a little chat, and…”

“No! – I don’t think they’d take kindly to know they’d been talked about”

“What, oh, no, I suppose…well, um could you drop me off?” Giles asked. Angel said,

“Sure” And Giles got his coat. He drove home carefully, still none the wiser as to Buffy and Spike’s relationship, but at least he felt…not better or definitely not happy about it, no, more…accepting? – Perhaps, he’d see.

When Angel had gone, Giles leant back against the door and blew air up his face. He’d got away with it; nobody suspected it was him with the spell…





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