| Chapter Thirty-six "So where should we put her?" Aria asked Douglass who was watching Lindsey's ass. "Earth to Douglass..." Douglass blushed and smiled over at Aria. "Lilah, where are we going to put her?" "I don't know. The basement?" "No, Spike and I live in the basement, the fourth floor?" "No, I live on the fourth floor....but Dennis is there and could keep an eye on her as well, not like she's going anywhere." Lindsey led the way, dumping Lilah on the couch, Douglass then flopped down in one of the side chairs and yawned. "You're not still tired are you?" Aria asked as she went to the kitchen to grab something to drink bringing back three sodas, one for Douglass, one for Lindsey and and one for herself. "Long night." Douglass answered honestly. "Hmmm." Aria said sitting down, Douglass looked over at the redhead. "Hmm...what?" Aria looked nervously over at Lindsey then back to Douglass. "Nothing...Hmm, nothing." "Aria, if there's something on your mind spit it out." "Well you know how the host was acting all weird tonight with you?" "Yeah, what was that anyways?" Lindsey tried to pretend that he was engrossed in the pictures hanging on the walls and not the two women. "Well..." Aria dropped her voice a little and scooted forward. "Umm..." Licking her lips out of nervousness. "When was the last time your-" "How's everything going?" Spike strolled into the room, Dawn at his heels. "Where are we going to keep our little captive?" Aria almost growled in frustration when Spike interrupted. "We thought here, you know, Dennis the friendly neighborhood ghost can help." Douglass got up from her chair and took Dawn's bag from her. "You look tired, come on you can bunk in my room." She led Dawn to her room as she felt the weight of Lindsey's stare from across the room. "So Pet, what do you say we go and finish that conversation we were having earlier?" Spike gave Aria a smoldering glance as she blushed. "As much as I'd love that there's too much going on. What was with the scene down stairs?" "Seems that the watcher is Doug's Father. Angel and Slutty are having a battle of wills, she wants us to tell Doug now and he wants us to wait." Aria looked worriedly at Douglass's bedroom door. "She may have more than just that to deal with soon." Aria whispered but this time Lindsey caught her words. "What do you mean?" Aria looked caught and was ready to tell Lindsey it wasn't any of his business, but the concern in his eyes caught her off guard. "It's nothing really, just so much has happened in the last few hours that words just seem to be flying out of my mouth." Aria smiled reassuringly at the two men, Spike didn't buy it but he kept silent knowing that Aria would tell him later. *************************************** "So, what kind of junk food should we get?" Gunn strolled down the chip aisle surveying the variety that was offered. "Ahh Cordy?" Gunn looked around, and for a moment his heart stopped. How would he ever explain to Angel that he lost Cordelia in a Mini Mart? He was ready to shout out her name when he saw the top of her head a few aisles over, Buffy was looking over the soda selection and seemed oblivious to anyone else. "Damn, girl, I thought you were next to me. When I looked up and you were gone I thought I was going to have a coronary." Cordelia jumped a foot in the air and squealed hiding something behind her back. "Gunn!" "Cordy...what's behind your back?" "Nothing." Looking around she started to back up. "So did you get the junk food? I think we should also get ice cream...lots of it." Taking a couple more steps she bumped into a person behind her. "You're pregnant?" Buffy asked as she pulled the pregnancy test from behind Cordelia's back making the brunette turn three shades of red. Turning around she snatched the box back from the slayer. "No! Not that it's any business of yours." Turning she saw Gunn's expression. "Well okay, maybe?" She said in a weak voice as Gunn raised an eyebrow letting her know that he wasn't buying it. Gunn checked off the possibilities. Cordelia? No because he'd break the legs of any jerk that could possibly get *that* close to her. Willow? Not a chance, Angel would tear the legs...Aria? Not unless Spike was shooting swimmers. Douglass...no. She hasn't been with...SHIT! Gunn's eyes popped open and Cordelia grimaced when he figured it out. "Damn." Was all he could say as he turned around and walked to the ice cream freezer, Cordelia sure wasn't lying when she said that they'd need it. ************************************************************* "Okay, I think that we have everything we need, now just a place to do this." Willow checked off the items in the list with Angel hovering above her nervously. "This isn't dangerous is it?" He questioned Giles for the hundredth time. "Because I really don't want to put Willow in any danger..."Giles gave him a sour look." Or you for that matter." He added quickly. "Like I said the first few times, no, this isn't dangerous." Giles answered. "Angel I can do this, really." Willow said softly, feeling warm inside at his worry. "I know, I'm just worried that's all." They gathered the supplies as Gunn, Cordelia and Buffy returned with bags of junk food. Wesley looked over at the bags counting in his head all the calories and fat that was going to be consumed. "Did you leave anything in the store?" Wesley asked as he walked over and looked in the bags. "How much ice cream do we need?" "Lots." Gunn mumbled as he walked past Wesley and to the stairs. |
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