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Title: Sacrifices Chapter: One/? Rating: NC-17 Pairing: Angel/Buffy, Willow/Angel, Willow/Buffy, Willow/Buffy/Angel Fandom: Buffy Time line: This is an alternate ending to the episode where Willow gives Angel his soul back. Spoilers: Only for that season in question. Note: This story is the result of my sick fevered imagination. Beta Reader: Gremlin Summary: What if when Willow gave Angel his soul back something went wrong? Disclaimer: Not mine <><><><><><><> Night: One <><><><><><><> She took a deep drink of the heady, warm thick liquid in the styrofoam cup. The metallic taste slid over her tongue in a burst of exquisite flavor before going down her throat. The idea of drinking blood was still disgusting to her, but the taste, and the instinct was incredible, and unfortunately, very necessary. She felt bad about sneaking out on the slayer in the middle of the night, but she had felt the constant need to be out among the night life. To feel the moon beating down on her skin, the magic of the air threading around her, bringing her closer to peace than she'd find otherwise. "...stupid...irresponsible....witches with delusions of grandeur....I should know too....." She grinned in spite of herself, heading off towards the mausoleum, She could recognize that voice in an ocean of jello with ear plugs. A voice she'd never been so glad to hear in her life. She picked up her pace, intent on finding her mentor and friend. " Fay?" She came to a halt as she rounded the corner of the stone building, unsure whether she'd finally gone completely mad, or if the gods had decided to play a cruel trick on her. On the tombstone that marked Jane Walkers grave, was a black bat, pacing across it while ranting in the eerily familiar voice of her teacher. Yet, through all the fur, she could clearly see the striking resemblance to the gorgeous witch she admired. "Fay? Wh-what happened?" The bat in question spun sharply on her heel and poked at the air towards her. " You!!! This is all your fault. You and your damned self-righteous attitude. Why the hell couldn't you kill, slaughter, and plot like a normal demon? But would you? Noooo. Miss I'm oh so innocent just had to keep playing the angelic part." She rolled her eyes behind the reflective sunglasses. Some things just didn't change, no matter what the decade or setting. " It's good to see you, too. Now, do you want to tell me why you're a bat? Or would you like to stay here and rant all night?" The bat tucked her wings behind her back, dropping her head to her chest in a pose that struck Willow as incredibly vulnerable. " Did you really hate me so much that you didn't want to bring me with you?" " What?! No, of course not. Fay, if I'd known, I would have found some way to get you out of there." The bat plopped down onto the tombstone and began to fidget with a leaf that had landed beside her. " I know. They didn't exactly warn you." She sat on the ground in front of the bat, a habit that she'd gotten used to over the years in the hell dimension; A young student caught up in the magic that only her teacher could create. " So?" The bat visibly regained her demeanor. " It seems that the Powers That Be have decided that my soul is worth redeeming." " In the form of a bat?" " Apparently they think it's funny to send me back as your familiar." She laughed. She couldn't help it. She'd spent so much time with her mentor just debating what kind of animal she might end up with for a familiar, and one of the most popular ideas had been a bat. " Oh, sure, laugh at the bat." The bat grumbled at her darkly, " It's not like bats have rights." " I'm sorry Fay, but even you have to admit that it's funny." She reached up and scratched the furry creatures chin, finding it even funnier when the bat leaned into the caress. " Come on, let's go see if Buffy has anything edible for you to eat." " I thought you knew better than to take strange bats home?" She quickly scooped up the flying rodent, as the other presence made it's self known to her. Angel. I was wondering when you were going to get around to showing up." " I wanted to apologize." She held her arm up, letting the furry bat scurry up it and into the inside of her heavy leather trench coat. " There's nothing to apologize for." " If it weren't for me..." " Look, I already told the others that I won't play the what if's." She took another drink from her cup, hoping that the still warm blood would calm her nerves, Which seemed to be aware of his very presence. " Do the others know about you being...?" " No, not yet, and I'm not sure I want them to." Angel nodded, absently running a hand through his hair. " If you keep sleeping with Buffy, she'll find out." She smiled sadly at his pained statement. " Why aren't you with her?" " I don't want to risk losing my soul again." She couldn't believe how dumb someone as intelligent as he could be at times. " You won't. I made it permanent." " You're sure." " Yeah. When the powers sent me back they let me ask them a question." " It doesn't matter, I can smell her on you..." " It's only physical." She turned from him, trying to ignore the voice in her head telling her that she was breaking a major rule. She was almost glad when he fell into step with her. " Does she know that?" " Yeah." Angel moved directly into her path, his very stature warning her not to disobey him. "Childe, if you don't plan on giving her more than that, then break it off. I won't stand by and let either of you get hurt." She stiffened at his order, her fangs sliding out of her gums in the silent rage she felt at his interfering. " Fine. If that's what you want, then I'll tell her in the morning." She read the disappointment in his face, all too aware that he had been trying to goad her into admitting her love for the blonde slayer. She quickly drained the rest of the cup and pushed it into his chest as she moved around him. " I'll see you at the scooby meeting this evening, sire." " Willow..." She raised her hand to him, using his own trick to fade into the shadows. " Well. That was fun." The bat smirked wickedly at her, " So what are we going to do tomorrow?" " What we do everyday Pinky, try and take over the world." She muttered. " Huh?! She sighed heavily at the confused bat. ' Why me? ' <><><><><><><> DAY: TWO <><><><><><><> " Don't I get a say in this?" She ground her teeth together harshly at the stubborn slayer's reaction, and her mother... She rolled her eyes. The minute she'd asked to speak to the slayer in private, Mrs. Summers had suddenly remembered something she needed to do in her office. " No, you don't." " Damn it Willow. I lost you once already, and I won't lose you again." Buffy began to pace in front of her in an increasingly aggregated manner. " If all you want is a physical relationship..." She smiled at the thump that followed that comment, along with a muffled curse that sounded like it had come from a certain curly blonde guardian. "...then that's fine with me, I can be happy with that. Admittedly, having the whole emotional intimacy thing would be nice, but I can deal." Buffy turned to her with tears in her eyes. " Willow, please, don't do this. Whatever is wrong I'll fix it, just... give this a chance. Please?" " It's not that simple." Buffy glanced suspiciously at the bat that was currently sitting angelically on the kitchen table. To say that their initial meeting had gone badly would have been putting it lightly. At around five she had been woken rudely to the sound of dual high pitched screams, with loud thumps of wood on wood and animalistic screams of help. No, it had turned out very very badly. " Then explain it to me." " There was another....side effect from my merging with Angel." " You mean other than the love of leather?" She grimaced slightly at Buffy's attempt to lighten the situation. The leather had been an issue that she'd tried desperately to explain without telling them anything. But the looks at the sight of her wearing leather pants, boots, and a trench coat had been cautious at best. Hell, it wasn't her fault that her body temperature was so low that she had to dress like this to stay even semi; warm. " I...He..." She sighed, " I'm half vampire." Buffy collapsed numbly into the chair she'd abandoned. " What do you mean you're half vampire?" " I mean the only differences between me and a vampire are the lack of demon, and their normal weaknesses." " Like sunlight..." " ...and holy water." She added hastily, avoiding listing the complete lack of weaknesses. She realized that she was every vampire's dream, and didn't really want to think about it any more than she had to. " My soul is permanent though." Buffy nodded absently, " Alright, I can deal with that. I did date Angel after all." She turned to the bat who was trying to look bored by the conversation, not wanting to see the look on her now ex-lover's face with what she was about to say. " Angel is my sire, and last night... He's forbid me from being anything other than your friend." " Move to the center of the ring and shake hands." The bat muttered. " I'll kill him." " Buffy..." " This time I'll kill him..." She jumped in front of the slayer, unsure what to do. Her loyalties were completely spilt in half. " Buffy, he's my sire, and as such, I can't let you hurt him." The slayer stared at her incredulously. " Willow, he's trying to control our lives." " He's my sire, he has that right." Buffy glared over at the bat once more, which clearly said ' I know you were behind this. ' " Either come with me, or get out of my way. I am going over there." She sighed heavily and nodded. " Fine. But if you try to kill him..." " I know." Buffy paused to look over at the smirking bat. " Are you bringing that...that..." " Her name is Fay, and yes I am." " Some slayer.." She quickly scooped up the bat before Buffy could swoop in on her. " No ticking off the slayer." The bat hopped onto her shoulder, getting comfortable on the leather coat. " Oh, but it's so much fun." " Fay..." " Yeah, yeah, I know. No picking on the poor, helpless slayer." The bat began to chuckle at the Slayer's piercing look. " If she decides to put you on her hit list, then you're on your own." The bat grumbled. " Traitor." <><><><><><><> She stepped further back into the shadows as the slayer's face turned red. It was a strangely sexy color on the slayer, but then again most colors looked sexy on the petite blonde. Although she did admit that seeing the slayer that color in the middle of a very... loud argument with her sire was more distracting than anything. " I should have brought popcorn." She snorted softly at the bat's antics. " You're sick, you know that?" " Thank you." The bat said proudly, before getting caught up in the verbal assault taking place in front of them. " You have no right...." " As your friend..." " That's right. My friend, not my father, not my brother..." " I'm over two hundred..." " ...years old...blah blah blah. Next you're going to give me the ' I walked to school ten miles in the snow in bare feet' story..." " I'm only trying to watch out..." " I don't need another mother..." " She's half demon, she's spent centuries in hell..." " Don't you think I know that..." " You might know that, but apparently the blonde hair has finally affected your logic..." The bat whooped loudly, whistling her approval. " Oh, that was cold. It was below the belt, it was dirty. I love it!!" " Don't you think I know what she's..." She'd had it. Damn it, she was in the room. She wasn't some third person they could just bat back and forth like a tennis ball. " Okay, that's it. In case you two idiots hadn't noticed, I'm in the room." " Willow..." " Childe..." " Don't. Willow, or Childe me." She glared at the two standing in front of her. " I have a say in all this, if you haven't forgotten in your enthusiastic discussion." " Not if I don't say..." " Oh, cut it out already." She scowled darkly at the vampire. " I know that you feel the need to protect me after what happened, but I was returned here for a reason. What, I don't know yet, but I do know it wasn't to have you control every single thing I do." " You're right. I'm...sorry." " And you..." She turned her glare at the smug looking slayer. " I hate to admit it, but Angel was right. It isn't right for me to keep you hanging in limbo like that, which is why I'm going to take his...advice." " What? Willow..." " Don't. Please?" She turned away from their equally shocked faces. Aeris Jade Orion Grey Fox, and cause of Discord in the outback. " Are we mice, or are we men?" 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