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Buffy crawled to Angel's side, trying to push th cabinet of him, but it wouldn't budge, she was still weak. But that wouldn't stop her. She was so engrossed with helping Angel, she didn't see Kincaid come up behind her, until he had the knife to her throat. Kincaid grabbed Buffy roughly by her hair and pulled her to her feet "Come darling" he said making sure his grip was tight on her hair, and the knife was right at the vein. He pulled her to and up the stairs, toward her bedroom. When they got to her room, Kincaid threw her to the bed. "He won't bother us anymore." He said breathless "Shall we" was all he said before taking his wrinkle-ripped shirt, he walked toward her and set the knife onto the nightstand. When he did that, Buffy had him where she wanted him, she had to play along. Buffy smiled at him sexily, "Yes, Jonathan, we shall." She whispered to him, he plan was working when she saw him smile at her.
"I knew you'd come around. I love you Delila." He bent his head down to kiss Buffy. She eagerly responded, allowing him to deepen the kiss, when his guard was down, she grabbed the knife, but his guard wasn't all down. He grabbed her hand and pulled back from the kiss, she looked at him with innocent eyes "Darling, I don't like knives, get rid of it please." He nodded his head in compliance. As soon as he turned his back, Buffy grabbed the lamp off her nightstand and struck him over the head. Kincaid hit the floor dropping the knife, Buffy scrambled to the floor to get it, but Kincaid grabbed her by the leg and pulled her from it, he grabbed the knife and placed it to her throat. "Darling, I so love your foreplay" he said, he used his other hand to tilt her head back. Kincaid went in for another kiss, until he was pulled violently off, and thrown into the dresser, dropping the knife. Angel growled in full game face at Kincaid, Kincaid looked at him in shock "Vampyre!!!!!" Kincaid screamed before Angel lunged at him like an animal going for the kill. But didn't get a chance, Kincaid had grabbed a cross from Buffy's dresser and shoved it into his face, he saw a stake and grabbed it. Kincaid rushed toward Angel, ready to plunge it into his heart, but he stopped his thrust in mid air. Kincaid looked down at his chest and saw a knife portruding through his heart, he turned his head and saw Buffy holding onto the other end. He looked at her with betrayal in his eyes, he stumbled to the ground, and continued to look at Buffy. "I love you, my sweet Lila." were his last words. A bright light glowed around his body, turning it into a skeleton, then it collapsed to dust.
Angel rushed over to Buffy, wrapping his arms possessively around her. She started sobbing loudly into his chest, her body trembling. He whispered nothing but soothing words into her hair, and her arms tightened around him, silently telling him not to let go. When her sobbing died down, Buffy closed her eyes and inhaled, taking his sweet scent in, she needed reassurance that she was safe in his arms. He brushed the tresses of her messy, yet silky hair back slowly, the hypnotic movements were enough to easy her, Angel looked at her, silently asking was she ok, she nodded in response. He responded by planting a soft kiss on her forehead, Angel gathered her up in his arms and carried out of the house, leaving what was left of Jonathan Kincaid behind them.