Buffy's Godsisters Book Two

Chapter 45

Buffy the Vampire Slayer 2x10 

What's My Line Part 8

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Third Person

Across town in Drusilla's room, Drusilla was kneeling between Angel's spread apart legs as she held a little pitcher of holy water above him.

"Say 'Uncle'," Drusilla said as she lowered the pitcher. "Oh, that's right, you killed my uncle," as she was about to pour the holy water again, Spike came into the room.

"That's it, then," Spike said as Drusilla looked up at him. "Off to the church."

"It makes pretty colours," Drusilla replied as she stood up.

"Pft! I'll see him die soon enough. I've never been much for the pre-show," Spike told her as he reached up to untie one of Angel's bonds while Drusilla put away the holy water and grabbed her doll.

"Too bad. That's what Drusilla likes best as I recall," Angel spoke.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Spike questioned as he stepped over to the other bond.

"Ask her. She knows what I mean," Angel answered as Drusilla came over to Spike.

"Well?" Spike said.

"Shh! Bad dog," Drusilla growled to Angel as she ignored Spike.

"You should let me talk to him, Dru. Sounds like your boy could use some pointers. She likes to be teased," Angel voiced.

"Keep your mouth shut!" Spike yelled as he finished untying the other bond and threw on the floor before standing over him.

"Take care of her, Spike. The way she touched me just now?" Angel provoked. "I can tell when she's not satisfied."

"I said SHUT UP!" Spike screamed as he grabbed Angel by the throat, lifted him to his feet and held him against the bedpost.

"Or maybe you two just don't have the fire we had," Angel teased.

"That's enough," Spike responded as he pounded his other hand against the wooden railing of Drusilla's bed, grabbing a piece that broke off and holding it to stake Angel.

"Spike, no!" Drusilla exclaimed.

Spike held back as Angel tried to goad him on with a stare. Drusilla stepped over to Spike and gently placed her arm on his shoulder and snuggled up to him.

"Shh," Drusilla whispered.

"Oh! Right, right, you almost got me! Aren't you a 'throw himself to the lions' sort of sap these days. Well, the lions are on to you, baby. See, if I kill you now you go quick and Dru hasn't got a chance," Spike voiced as he squeezed Angel's throat. "And if Dru dies, your warrior princess of Sunnyhell and all her mates are spared her coming-out party."

"Spike, the moon is rising. It's time," Drusilla told him.

"Too bad, Angelus. Looks like you go the hard way," Spike revealed. "Along with the rest of this miserable town." He continued to hold Angel against the bed as he and Drusilla engaged in a passionate kiss.

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Aurora POV

After we got changed, Buffy, Kendra, Cole and I headed for Willy's bar where Angel went missing. Buffy shoved Willy up against the shelves of bottles.

"Ah! Honest! I don't know where Angel is!" Willy exclaimed.

"What about this ritual? What have you heard?" Buffy questioned.