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Part 2
Buffy was headed toward Angel's apartment, it was spring break, so she had a whole week of no school, no training. Just a week of R&R with the man she loved. With her she was carrying the roses she found on her pillow, Angel was always the romantic one, always giving her things, it made Buffy think she needed to get him something. That thought was pushed aside when she arrived at Angel's door, using the key he'd given her a few months back she walked in. Taking her jacket off, Buffy walked toward the bedroom, she went in and found Angel asleep, duh she thought, he's always sleep at this time. She glanced at the clock it read 2 o'clock, time for Angel to get up, she climbed onto the bed and hovered over him. Buffy couldn't help but stare into his 'angelic' face, like a marble stone, lips like a red rose, made for kissing. She thought of the perfect way to wake him up, one they would both enjoy, she took the red rose in her hand and traced it over his chiseled features, his closed eyes, down the bridge of his nose, across his lips. When that didn't work, Buffy used another tactic that always worked. She placed her lips gently on his, Angel awoke immediately and responded to the kiss, his arms sliding around her petite frame. The kiss, turned into the most intense kiss Buffy had ever felt, well all his kisses were like that. She moaned against his lips and he rolled them over, so that she was on her back. The necessity to breath caused her to pull back.
"Good Afternoon, you sleep well" She said taking a breath after each word, but managed to crack a smile at the same time.
"Yes" replied Angel "Maybe I need to go back to sleep so I can get the same wake up call.
Chuckling at his teasing "Nope, your staying awake." She leaned her lips up again at met his in another sizzling kiss. Suddenly remembering about the roses she pulled away again. "Oh, thank you"
"For what?"
"These." Pulling out the roses. "It was sweet of you"
Getting up of her, Angel rose and sat upon his knees "Where did you get this?"
"I found it on my pillow, when I woke up. It's it where you left it?
"Buffy, I didn't put roses on your bed, I came straight home" he said staring at her.
Sitting up beside him, "Well if you didn't who did? It couldn't have been mom she's still outta town for spring break besides I doubt she would put roses on my bed"
"I don't know, but whoever it is has access to your house."
Laying back down "Well I guess I have another admirer" she said.
Looking at her, giving Buffy this is serious look. She gave him the don't worry about it look. "Angel it's probably Xander or something, he's been real giving since the thing with vamp Willow, it makes him think about life more and about his friends."
"Probably." Forgetting about the subject "what do you mean another admirer" He said smiling
"I have many admirer's, everyone loves me"
"What's not to love." Replied Angel laying back down, pulling her into his embrace.
Buffy and Angel spent the day together, mainly in his bedroom. Just kissing and holding each other, or Angel would read her another one of his favorite poems or passages that he found extraordinary. Buffy even found herself enjoying it. She liked being able to enjoy the samething he did, it made the bond they had even stronger, it went far beyond anything they ever experienced. But little did they know, that bond was about to be challenged.
At the Summer's residence, a figure moved quickly, buzzing from room to room. Everything had to be perfect, for her. He started writing a note to let her know it was time. When he finished, he left a trail for her to follow and left.
Angel walked hand-in-hand with Buffy. After a long debate between the 2 she decided to let him walk her home. Angel worried too much, he knew she could take care of herself but he always needed to know she was safe. When they got to her front door, Angel was about to say something until Buffy cut him off with her hand, she motioned for him to look at the window, there was a glow illuminating the entire room. Angel steeped in front of her, morphing into his vampire visage and changing from lover to protector. He opened the door and dropped his vise at the sight that was set up. Buffy looked under his arm and what she saw caused her to gasp,the entire living room was filled with white and red roses, and lit candles were spread all over, giving the room the bright glow, they had seen outside.
"Um.. Angel, please tell me you did this" Buffy said hoping he did
Angel just stared at her silently giving her the answer. "Let's clean this up" She nodded and walked in near the steps, where most of the candles were at. "Angel" she called, he went to her side and saw what she was staring at, a trail of rose petals going up the steps. "I wonder where this goes" she said sarcastically, while she followed the trail, blowing out the candles that were along the railing, Angel was right behind her. They followed, until the trail stopped unsurprisingly in front of Buffy's bedroom door. Buffy held her breath as she opened the door, and once again her breath was in a gasp, her room was as it was downstairs, candles were placed on her nightstand giving the bed a small glow, rose petals were led to and on the bed. And on freshly cut rose was placed on her pillow next to a note. Buffy walked toward the bed, blew out the candles and picked up the neatly written paper. It read:
My Dearest Delila,
Your beauty surpass me, just as my never-ending love for you. I await the day I can hold you in my arms again, gifting me with your touch, the one I crave day and night. I have forgotten your infidelity, and forgive you, remember your promise. I'll accompany you at 10 p.m.
Eternally yours,
J.Kincaid
Buffy finished reading the and looked up at Angel.
"Whose Kincaid?" He asked, curious to know who this man was that obviously had a need for something, and that something was someone he thinks Buffy is.
"I don't know" she answered "But I don't like this". Dropping the note back on the bed "He's got some major issues, with this Delila person, and I'm not trying to be around when he tries to solve them''. Glancing at the clock they both noticed it was 10 minutes to ten,
Angel held his hand out to her "Come on let's go"
"You don't have to tell me twice." She said and headed out the room. Angel followed behind her. Before leaving they blew out all the candles downstairs so the house wouldn't catch fire.
A figure began making his way back toward the Summer's home, if you watched closely you could tell the man had a bounce in his step, and was very eager to the presence that would be awaiting him. Until he saw the pair come out of the house, he looked to the girls face hoping she would have a pleased face with what she found. But she didn't looked pleased, she looked almost disgusted. And that hurt him, but what hurt him even more was the presence of another man near her. The man put his arms around her as they made their leave, that man gave her a look that he had no right giving her, a lovers look. The figure came out of the shadows and presented himself infront of the pair.
Buffy and Angel made their from her house, it was obvious they were trying to get as far away as possible, at least Buffy was. As they were getting ready to turn the corner, a figure emerged from the shadows. The two stopped in their tracks, the figure was a tall, well-built man, with jet black hair and firm cheek bones. The man kept his eyes on Buffy, he stared intensely at her with a look of love and betrayal written all over his face. His face never reverted from hers, ignoring Angel's presence "Delila" he whispered just saying her name made his heart jump.
Angel moved infront of Buffy, becoming her protector again. "What do you want"
The man tensed "Mind your business, this has nothing to do with you" he growled.
"Kincaid, your Kincaid" Buffy analyzed quickly, stepping out from behind Angel to be by his side.
"Delila, I knew you'd remember" Kincaid replied
"Remember what?" Buffy asked in confusion "That your the one who broke into my house, uninvited, that's stalking didn't ya know."
Looking at her in disbelief. "It was a gift, weren't you pleased?"
"Duh! No"
"Why are you still acting like this Lila? You promised me and I won't lose you again." Glaring at Angel "Not to anyone ever again".
"Ok, let's get something straight, I am not Delila, whoever she is did a good job of leaving you cause you, are a little psychotic"
"It's him isn't it" Kincaid said motioning to Angel, his face turned into a mask of anger and rage "You left me for him once and you think you can do it again.
"What??"
"You think I'm going to let you go this time, I don't think so" Kincaid took a step forward in the act of trying to grab Buffy. Angel growled and moved infront of Buffy, he'd had enough of listening to this guy ramble on and on, and when he made move towards Buffy, Angel had really had enough. "Don't touch her"
"I can do whatever I want, she's my wife, she belongs to me and I can touch her anyway I please" Looking toward Buffy "Just like I used to."
Angel snapped at that and lunged at Kincaid. The two were circling each other. Angel was infuriated by the way he talked about touching Buffy, he knew it wasn't really Buffy he was talking about, but the thought of someone else touching her made him sick. Buffy stepped in between the two, to stop them where they were. "Stop!! Look I don't know what your deal is, but it's not our problem and I think you need to get away, before I get violent." She said looking at Kincaid.
"Alright" Kincaid said, still staring directly at Angel "We'll finish this later, until then, Delila, your mine, and I'll do everything in my power to keep it that way." He warned them both and walked backwards into the shadows until he disappeared.
Buffy and Angel stood there and watched him leave.