Whatever You Say
by TutorGurl
Chapter 19
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Buffy had been trailing Xander since the library, making sure to keep at least fifty paces behind him. She was surprised that he hadn't realized she was there yet, she wasn't being entirely stealthy, she was too angry to particularly care. Xander rounded the corner off of Main Street and started down an alley, an alley Buffy knew all too well. She cursed herself as she realized where Xander was going. The factory. She shook her head and continued to follow him. When she saw him go through the front door, she quickly turned to go around the back. She knew the perfect spot she could go through to get a better view of what was going down. She climbed up the latter and slipped through the window, quietly. She walked down the hallway and down the stairs, thanking God that the stairs didn't creek. She creeped up to the window, getting a good look in on the room. She smiled when she saw that Willow was more or less okay. Angelus standing in front of a table and Spike was seated on the couch, watching television.
"Why are you watching that?" Angelus asked as he sharpened a knife. He held it up in the air and watched it flicker in the light. He smiled at how shiny it was. He laid it down and picked up the next one.
"Hey," Spike exclaimed. "Dawson's Creek happens to be a critically acclaimed drama, I'll have you know." Angelus rolled his eyes and Spike turned back to the television. "Oh, come on! You are so damn blind woman! Why can't you just wake up a see what's right in front of you?"
"I always thought Joey was much better off with Pacey," Willow commented from her position. Spike looked up at her and scoffed.
"Ah, piffle," he mumbled. "That boy can't keep himself out of trouble, how could Joey see anything in him. He's perfect with the psycho chick. I like her."
"Oh, please," she sighed. "She's crazy. How can you like her?"
"What can I say, I like my women crazy."
Buffy has to smile at their little argument. Only Willow could get into an argument about a stupid television show, while she's hanging from a ceiling in a vampire's hideout. Before Willow had a chance to comment, the door slowly creeps open and Xander pops his head in. Buffy straightens up and leans in closer to listen.
"What are you doing here?" Angelus asks him, without turning around. He continues to sharpen his knife. Spike reluctantly switches off the TV and stands up. "I thought I told you to hand around Scooby Central." Xander slowly approached them.
"I went there," he tells them. "They were all gathered around trying to find her. They were all looking at me, I just couldn't stand it. I'm sorry. I crumble under pressure."
"Well, isn't that a nice little story." He raised the newly shined and sharpened knife into the air to inspect it. When he has it in the air, he catches a glimpse of long blonde hair. He holds the knife there and watches Buffy standing on the second floor. He smiled to himself and lowered the knife. He finally turned around to face Xander. "So, tell me again why you're here."
"Well, I just figured I couldn't stay there anymore," he answered, nervously. "I was going to crack any minute and I didn't want to blow it." Angelus continued to walk closer. Buffy and Willow both watched the scene with mixed feelings. They both knew what was going to happen and they didn't know what they should do about it.
"And what do you think Buffy would have done to you if she knew you were in on our little Willow snatching game?" Xander gulped in fear, also knowing what was coming.
"She would have killed me," he answered in fear. "Almost did and that was just for yelling at the little bitch." He pointed to Willow, hoping to get the heat off him. Seeing what he was trying to do, Buffy made up her mind about how she felt about the situation. Her conclusion; Go Angel, Go Angel.
"Now what do you think I'm gonna do to you now?"
"Umm... buy me ice cream?" he asked. Angel shook his head as he smiled. He backed Xander into the wall. He slapped his cheek roughly.
"Always a joker," he said. "Right to the end."
"End?" he choked out. Before anyone could react, Angelus had his hand wrapped around Xander's neck and his face was inches from his Xander's neck. He paused for a moment before sinking in his teeth. Willow snapped her eyes shut not being able to look, while Buffy couldn't tear her eyes away. Spike noticed Willow's expression and made his way over to her.
"What's wrong, Red?" he asked in a light tone. "I thought you'd want that? He did kinda hand you over to us, after all." He glanced back over his shoulder at the gruesome scene. Angelus pulled back and Xander slid to the floor. "There you go. It's over now."
"You promise?" Willow asked, not wanting to see it. It's not that she felt bad for Xander, he was a son of bitch and he deserved everything Angel was giving him, she just didn't want to see it.
"You bet," he assured her. She opened one eye and sighed when she saw that he was telling the truth. She opened up her eyes fully. "See, do you feel better now."
"Well, now that he's gone there's just me left," Willow pointed. "So, I'm guessing you're gonna get on with the torturing now?" Angelus smiled as he wiped the blood off of his fangs. He stepped over to the table and grabbed a knife before making his way over to where Willow and Spike were.
"I think I like that plan," Angelus decided. Buffy began to panic. She knew there was no way she could take them both on at the same time, but there was also no way she could just let them hurt Willow. She didn't know what to do. Angel was standing right in front of Willow, holding up the knife to her throat, but stopped. "Come on, Buff! You're just gonna let me torture her?" Buffy and Willow both snapped out of their thoughts. Angelus turned around, looked up to where Buffy was hiding and smiled. "So mice of you to join the party."
"Buffy?" Willow called out, not being able to see the blonde. She looked up to where Angelus was looking, but it was too dark for her to see anything. Buffy closed her eyes before stepping out into the light.
"I'm here, baby," she called down to her girlfriend. "It's gonna be okay," she told her even though she knew she was lying. She hopped down over the railing and landed about fifteen feet from them.
"When did you get here, pet?"
"Five minutes ago maybe," she answered. "Just in time to witness you're terrifying debate about who Joey is meant to be with." Spike nodded.
"So what is your take on the subject?" he asked, stepping forward. Angelus rolled his eyes and brought his free hand up to rub his temples. "Dawson or that Pacey poof?"
"Could we get back to the torturing part of the program, please?"
"Sorry," they both mumbled.
"So, what did you think, slayer?" he asked. "What, thought you would just drop in on us like you did before? You working with Blondie Bear over here?" He turned to glared at Spike, who held up his hands in defense.
"What, me?" he asked in surprise. "I ain't got nothing to do with this. I haven't seen her since I left town. I swear."
"And why was it you left town again?" he asked, turning his back to Buffy and stepping towards the other vampire, the knife still in his hand. "Oh, that's right. You completely screwed me over to save yours and Dru's asses."
"Oh, come on, man," Spike tried. "That wasn't anything personal. Don't tell me you're still on about that?" Angelus moved closer knife pointed out. "Now who's screwing who over? Where you gonna do me like this all along?"
"What can I say, I'm an amazing actor." Just as he's about to lung forward, he is hit in the back with a pipe. He falls to the ground, losing his knife in the process. Buffy stands over him, holding the pipe in her hands. She turns to Spike who is staring at Angelus lying on the floor.
"Unless you wanna be vacuum food, I'd suggest you get gone." She didn't have to tell him twice, he was out the door in a split second. Angelus slowly got to his feet, rubbing the back of his head. "You should know better than to turn your back on a slayer." He shrugged his shoulders.
"What can I say?" he commented. "I like to live dangerously." Buffy swung the pipe at him again, but he ducked and tackled her to the ground. She kicked him off of her and sprang to her feet. The both stood staring each other down. "I could never get tired of dancing with you, Buff. It'll never get old."
"Well, I got a new dance partner," she shot back at him, rushing forward. They fall to the ground in a fury of punches and kicks. When they came to a halt, Angelus was on top of Buffy, his hand raised in the air to hit her. Before he could connect, he was sent flying across the room by a bright light. Buffy got to her feet. "Thanks, baby."
"No problem," Willow replied. Angelus had landed hard against the wall and was still struggling to get to his feet when Buffy reached him. She grabbed his collar and pulled him to his feet.
"Time to die," she informed him, pushing him against the wall. She moved to reached behind her back, but was stopped when Angelus switched the positions and pressed Buffy against the wall.
"I was gonna keep you alive so you could watch me slowly torture your little girlfriend, but if you wanna go now..." He leaned forward so he was millimeters from her neck. "Enjoy Heaven," he whispered into her ear. She grabbed the stake that was tucked in the back of her pants.
"Got to Hell," she whispered back. She pulled the stake to her front and jammed it into Angel's heart. A shocked look came to his face. "Stay dead this time," she warned him as he turned to dust. Buffy stared down at the pile of dust that was at one time her boyfriend. She was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard chains rattling.
"A big yay for the slaying of Angel," Willow said. "But do you think you could get me down from here?"
"Oh, baby..." Buffy quickly ran over to Willow. "Baby, are you okay?" She put an arm around Willow's waist as she reached up and ripped the chains out of the ceiling causing Willow to drop to the floor. She screamed out in pain when she landed on her left leg. "What? What is it? What's wrong?"
"My leg," Willow informed. Buffy's eyes widened when she say the blood on her pants.
"Oh, God," she cried. "Baby, we need to get you to the hospital."
"No, no hospitals," Willow replied. "They'll just ask how it happened. We can just go to the library and Giles can look at it." Buffy looked at her uneasy. She never took chances when it came to Willow's well being. She finally gave in, deciding she didn't want to go to the hospital either.
"Okay," she said. "Up you get." She pulled Willow up and into her arms. She took one step before stopping. Willow began to question her, but was forced to remain silent when her mouth was covered by Buffy's.
"What was that for?" she asked when they finally pulled apart.
"I've been dying to do that for eternity," Buffy replied with a goofy grin on her face. Willow's smile widened. She reached up and gave her a quick peck on the lips. Buffy smirked. "Let's get you out of here."
"I second that." Buffy walked over to the door, but stopped when they came up to Xander's lifeless body on the floor. They both stared down at it. "Is he gonna be a...." Buffy shook her head.
"Unfortunately not," she answered in a bitter tone. Willow raised an eyebrow. "I really wanna kill him myself." Willow nodded sadly as she tore her eyes away from her dead childhood friend. Buffy began to walk again.
"I would have liked to see that, too."
~~~~BtVS~~~~
Hope you like it. Sadly, there are only two more chapters left. You know the drill. Thanks.