My Immortal

A/N:- Thank you so much Millie ,for my first review on this story.I'm so glad that you are enjoying it.It means a lot when I find someone that gets into the story like you have.I have lot's of Chapters to upload so,keep reading and enjoying and hopefully, reviewing? Thanks again , Five xx



Chapter Sixteen


Angel pulled into the car park and shut his car door. He ran into the police precinct and saw Kate sat at her desk. Just like old times he thought. He stood in front of her desk and waited. Her eyes saw the dark coat and instantly looked up, ready to give the jerk a mouthful of abuse. She stood and smiled at seeing Angel stood there.

"Now this is a surprise, never thought I'd see you in my town again"
"I'm here on.. business, wondered if you wanted to be Scully to my Mulder"
"What is it this time?"
"Vampire and missing girl"
"Open and shut case, so we looking for a body or ..."
"Neither, she's a Slayer, and it happens to be a relative of mine, she's likely still alive"

Kate raised her brows.

"Are any of your relatives normal , okay I know their not technically, but normal for vampires?"


Angel smiled and picked up a folder on her desk, he flicked through it and bent forward.

"This case is a Chaos demon, the slime gives it away, fairly peaceful creatures normally, except for mating season"
"So, how do you need my help?"
"The girls Mum filed a missing persons report, I need you to hold off on it so I can find her and take her home"
"That's asking a lot"
"I wouldn't normally ask, but, Spike's bonded to her, if the police try and take her from him, he'll attack, he's possessive and the bond makes him more of a danger. If you don't want dead cops then you'll do as I asked"
"How bad is this 'Spike'?"
"Worse than me"
"Oh"

Kate put the file in her out box and sat, indicating that Angel should do the same.

"Okay I'll help as much as I can. I'll mark the file mine and let my Super know I'll take it. I'll only be able to stall it until this file is closed. It should give you at least three days"
"Should be done by then and back in Sunnydale by then. Do you know of any homeless shelters?"
"One, a woman that runs it takes in runaways and gives then somewhere to hang. If she hasn't seen the girl then she may know someone that has seen her."

She wrote the address down and handed the card to Angel. He stood and shook her hand.

"I'll let you know if I find her. Take care Kate, oh and Chaos demons like stagnant water, check the sewer systems"
"Thanks, see you again soon"

Angel left the police station, his first stop would be the homeless shelter, but he doubted Buffy would have gone there. Still any lead could provide something.

Buffy put her feet up on the couch, Spike finished putting his blood in the fridge and then picked up her feet and sat down on the couch, replacing her feet on his lap. He looked around the apartment and smiled.

His demon growled. It was too domestic. He wasn't a bloody human.

The lights flickered and brightened. Buffy raised a brow at him. He growled again and the lights flickered. Buffy took her feet off his lap and watched as the few ornaments that she had , flew off the mantel and smashed.

"Poltergeist"
"Yeah, definitely a spook"
"Great, something I can't hit, this could only happen to me"

Buffy stood and marched into the kitchen and came back with the dustpan.Spike put his feet up on the coffee table and smirked as Buffy cleaned up the fragments of glass and porcelain.

"How do you get rid of a poltergeist then"
"Exorcism pet. don't think I'll be here for that"
"Oh, how comes?"
"Have you not seen the film? All twisted heads and green .. well s'not good"
"I saw the film and hey tame! Is it cos of the priest thing?"

Spike shuddered.

"Crosses, holy water... what makes you think that?"

Buffy giggled

"Glad it amuses you"
"Come on, a few broken ornaments, how bad can it be. ?"

She had to ask. The table lamp smashed and the cord flew across the room and the cord wrapped around her neck. It tightened until Buffy found it hard to breath. Spike morphed and leaped to her, he pulled on the cord and finally managed to free her. Buffy fell to her knees choking and breathing hard and clutched her throat. Spike cradled her in his arms and smoothed her hair.

"S'okay pet,I got you love, won't let it hurt you again"
"Need water"

He carried her to the couch and as much as he hated to leave her, he went to get Buffy a drink. He handed her the drink and held her close to him. It hit him then. He loved the girl. He'd been scared that a ghost would take her from him, something that he couldn't fight, couldn't see or touch. He held her tighter and nuzzled her neck where his mark was. Spike needed the reassurance. Buffy gasped as she finished the bottle and grimaced as she swallowed. Spike pulled back and looked at her neck. The bruising was starting to come to the surface skin and he frowned at it. He ran his fingertips over the bruise gently and felt the tightening of his own throat. Buffy yawned and he carried her to her bedroom, despite her pleading that she could walk. Spike put her on the bed and went to leave.

"Don't leave me"

Buffy tried to clear her throat and croaked , her voice rasped and she thought it didn't sound like her voice.

"I don't feel safe unless your here with me"

He smiled and closed the bedroom door. He slipped his t shirt off and sat on the bed to remove his boots. He pulled the covers back and slid beside her. She rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes.

"Night Spike"
"Night pet"

Her breathing settled and he knew that she was asleep. Spike closed his eyes and fell asleep soon after Buffy.


Angel had no luck and didn't get any leads from the homeless shelter. He stood on the sidewalk and rubbed his brow with his fingertips. His head was starting to pound , only Spike could give him a headache like this. Angel walked back to his car and was about to get in. Anne, the woman who ran the shelter ran to catch him, she stood beside the car door and smiled as she caught her breath.

"Look, there's a hotel out on the main drag from the freeway, can't remember what it's called but it's cheap and not far from the bus station, try there. Lots of runaways get jobs, waitressing and stuff, it's what I did when I first arrived. Bennies is a good try, he hires all sorts.He's not far from the hotel either"

"Thanks, I'll go there now. Take care Anne, you need any help , call me"

Angel handed her his number and shut the car door. He gave her one last smile before pulling away and doing a one eighty in the road, and drove off towards the hotel.He hoped that this would be a lead that would actually get him somewhere.


The manager was an overweight guy that looked as though he needed a hygiene code all of his own. Angel grimaced as he wiped his nose on the back of his hand before taking the photo from Angel. Angel instinctively wiped his hand on the back of his jeans.

"Yeah she was here, with some guy, scary looking, Never got complaints about noise from them though, if you know what I mean"

Angel felt the bile rise in his throat at the thought of Spike and Buffy together in that way. The managers tone didn't help much either.

"They left last night, she your sister or girlfriend? Run away with another man?"
"No, nothing like that"

Angel saw the inquisitive look on the guys face .He needed to get more from the guy and decided to play with the manager, just to get a heads up if he could.

"She say where they were going?"
"Said they got a place together, some place local though. She got a job at a diner, the man, Spike I think his name is, he picks her up at night"
"Has the room been cleaned since they left?"
"No, getting good house keeping staff is a nightmare, Alice, she comes in twice a week, I do most of it but haven't got to it yet, you want the keys?"
"If you don't mind, maybe they left something"

The manager handed Angel the keys and he pointed to the room.Angel said his thanks and went up to the room. The first thing he saw was the double bed. Both of their scents were on it, meaning they had shared, but he couldn't smell the scent of sex in the room, which made him a little happier. Buffy had obviously tried to tidy up as best she could before they left as the room looked half decent. He checked the drawers and then the bathroom. He found nothing that could be called a lead. Angel walked to the trash and tipped it onto the floor. He found a number and pocketed the piece of paper, turning his attention to the screwed up newspaper. There must have been twenty houses and apartments circled and Angel groaned. He folded up the newspaper and put that in his pocket too, figuring his best bet was to find the diner she worked at first, he would go through the marked houses and apartments by going to the closest to her employment first.He looked up and sighed as he felt dawn approaching fast. He would have to start looking for them again at dusk, for now , he'd done as much as he could. Angel got back to the reception and handed the manager the keys and returned to his car. He made his way through the streets to the building that he had before an apartment in, the one that he'd stayed in before he'd left to go to Sunnydale. He collapsed onto the bed and was soon asleep.



Buffy woke and reached for the glass of water that was on the bedside cabinet. She drank it greedily and panted once it was drained. She grimaced as she turned her head to see Spike asleep beside her. She smiled and touched the raw skin . Even with Slayer healing, it was still angry enough to hurt. Curious to see how bad it was, Buffy got up and went into the bathroom. She turned on the cold water and patted the angry wound with it to cool her skin. Buffy closed her eyes before she looked in the mirror at the purple ring that ran around her neck. She winced and poked at it, there was no way she could hide this, her uniform barely covered her chest so it would be visible. She would have to call in sick, there was no excuse that could be used to cover this up. It was definitely a strangulation mark. They didn't need Mischa calling nine one one and acusing Spike of domestic abuse. Buffy looked back in the mirror and frowned. Behind her stood an old woman. Grey hair pulled back in a bun, from what Buffy could tell, she was wearing a dress from the fifties with an apron over the top. Probably to protect the dress from her victims blood she thought. Buffy turned and the woman that had been there a second ago, had disappeared.

Buffy ran into the bedroom and leaped on the bed and woke Spike. He wasn't impressed and shifted into game face, snarling and growling at Buffy for the abrupt wake up call. The bed started to shake and soon it was violently thrashing around, even with their combined weight on it. Buffy was getting tired of the stupid parlor trick and sat with her arms folded, which amused Spike.

"You finished yet?"

The bed rocked and started to rise from the floor.

"Okay , so what is it? Can't move towards the light? Can't stand someone living in your house? Do you know your dead? You don't know your dead do you?"

Spike frowned and tried to get Buffy to stop provoking the ghost, it had already tried to strangle her, next time he might not be there to protect her.The apparition appeared at the foot of the bed.

"Get out of my house you whore! You can't have him! You can't marry him, he's too good for the likes of you! Get out of my house!"


Spike raised his brows, Buffy rolled her eyes. Usual haunting then.

"I'm not going anywhere"
"You'll leave or I'll make you."
"You don't know who your dealing with, Buffy Summers doesn't quit when she wants something"

The ghost screamed and faded before her, they felt a wind build up in front og them and it rushed them, causing Buffys hair to whip around her face . No sooner had it hit them, it died down. The bed dropped harshly , Spike and Buffy fell together on the bed.

"Well she's just plain rude!"

Spike sniggered.Buffy hopped off the bed and went into the lounge, Spike followed a second later, pulling a fag out of his pack and flipping his lighter and taking a deep first pull.

"I've had it with spookzilla, I'm going to the local church and getting the priest to exorcise her butt out of our home"
"Buffy love, it takes a lot to do one, and hello vampire"
"I'll get him to do it at night and you can go to a bar while he does it"
"Look, I'll go to the church, get what we need and I'll bloody do it"
"But the holy water and crosses?"
"I can wear your bloody fetching oven mits and I'll wear a mac, hows that?"

Buffy rolled her eyes.

"Can you do it?"
"I'll give it a bloody good go pet"
"Okay, I'll come with, no way am I staying here alone"


Spike grabbed his coat and ushered Buffy out and they walked out and crossed the road.

Angel drove to the diner that he suspected Buffy was now working. He walked in and stood watching the waitresses. Homing in on the young one that looked to be Buffys age, he sat at a table and pulled the menu to him. The waitress stood at the table end and took out her order pad.

"My names Mischa, I'll be your waitress, what can I get you?"
"I'll have a coffee, and um, do you know this girl?"

Angel slid the photograph across to the end of the table. Mischa picked it up and studied it. She shrugged .

"Looks like most of the teens we get in here . We get a lot of runaways"
"She would work here, does she?"
"Again, we get a fast turnover of girls here, could be her. She got a boyfriend, bleached hair, drives a vintage car?"
"That's her"
"She was s'posed to work tonight, I covered her shift, she said something about being ill. Her boyfriend rang, said she'd be off a few days"
"Would you have their address, I thought I would come and surprise them with a visit at their new home, only I forgot the address"

Angel gave her his sweet and innocent look. Mischa looked at him through narrowed eyes and decided he seemed genuine enough.

"Okay hang on, I'll just go get you it, when you see her tell her I hope she's okay"
"Will do"

Mischa returned a few minutes later with the address and his coffee. Angel gave her a twenty and told her to keep the change. He slid from the booth and exited the diner and then got into his car. It wouldn't be long before he would be driving back to Sunnydale with the Slayer in tow.He turned the key and waited til the engine roared to life. He sped from the diner in the direction of the address he'd been given.