Chapter Twenty-Six �Gee Gunn you better turn around, you missed two potholes back there.� Cordelia growled as she was tossed against Willow. �You want to drive?� Gunn asked between clenched teeth. �No she doesn�t.� Angel answered from the backseat. �I just got the muffler fixed from her last little ride to the corner store.�  The tension in the car was making them all edgy. Each giving a prayer of thanks when the cell phone started ringing. Willow and Cordelia made a grab for it, Willow being the victor. �Hello?� �Red its me-.� �I am so not talking to you .� Willow handed the phone to Cordelia. �Spike that was...You what...Angel knows what was put into the drink...See you there.� Cordelia waited a moment, then turned to Angel. �He said that the stuff that you and Darla used to *play* with was in Doug�s drink. Care to share?� �Not really.� Angel said tight lipped. �Douglass will be fine in the morning.� �We�re going to let her stay with Lindsey.� Gunn how had been left out of the previous sex talk asked. �She has needs.� Cordelia supplied. �She has needs? That�s just great. I got needs too. I needs to put my fist into that assholes face. I say no time like the present.� �She�ll be in a lot of pain if her...� Willow stalled �Needs.� Cordelia filled in. �Yeah those...Aren�t taken care of.� Gunn thought a moment. �So we just let her use Lindsey�s body until whatever she�s going through ends?� Angel watched Willow carefully. Her body was tense, and he knew that the anger that should rightfully belong to his wayward Grand Childe was transferring to him. Just having Darla�s name mentioned sent the girl into a snit, and he would be subjected to her quiet treatment. There was nothing more aggravating than Willow not talking. There went that little talk he had planned on having with her. ******************************************************************* Lindsey held Douglass�s sleeping body close to his. She began to stir, bringing him back from his day dream. �How long have I been asleep?� �Not long.� He couldn�t look her in the eyes. He had enjoyed the warmth of her body snuggled up against his. The way her curls refused to be tamed, the soft angelic smile that graced her peaceful face. He�d be lying if he said that he wouldn�t want to wake up like that every morning for the rest of his life. Douglass sighed. When this was all over things were going to back to how they were before. He was going to hate her, she was going to have to pretend that being around him hadn�t awoken something inside her. Lust. That�s what it had to be, the only thing that it could ever be. Lindsey was unable of any other emotion. �I�m so sore. I feel like Spike has been pounding on me.� Lindsey made a gagging sound. �Spike? Pounding on you!?� �You know during our workouts.� Douglass�s face got red and she swung at Lindsey. �That�s sick! Not in that way you pervert. I think I�m going to be violently ill now.� �I thought the two of you had something going on.� Lindsey tried to hide his smile. �We do, it�s called friendship. You should try it Lindsey, probably make a new man out of you.� Douglass rolled over, her back to him. He snorted. �I can�t afford to have friends. It�s too tiring having to look over your shoulder all the time.� His voice faltered for a second. �Besides I have my career.� �Oh yeah, wouldn�t want to give *that* up.� Lindsey ignored her last remark. �Besides doesn�t being around His Holy Highness all day and night get on your nerves. I mean Mr. Angel who can do no wrong.� Douglass turned back to him and stared. �You have met him right? He broods, an uncontrollable  neat freak that would have made my Mom proud. Plus that whole vampire dominance thing is a little hard to swallow.� �And you say this about one of your friends?� �Heck yeah. I�ve told him a few times myself. He�s my friend I take the good with the bad.� She watched his face closely. �You know he was once willing to help you , be your friend.� �Sure he was. He enjoyed being able to look down on me.� �Is that what you thought?� Lindsey unconsciously  ran a hand through his hair, getting uncomfortable with the direction their conversation was heading. �They were willing to help you Lindsey, all you had to do was ask.� �I don�t want to talk about this.� Lindsey got out of bed and stomped into the bathroom. �Well that went well. I just have the flare to piss him off� Douglass shifted on the designer sheets.  The desire was returning... again. How long was this going to last? Listening to the shower turn on in the other room, she decided that she�d take matters into her own hands, literally.

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