Part 6

Angel had just made it to the Summer's house, he knew Kincaid was there and that he had Buffy, and from the sound of movements going around the house told him so. As Angel ran into the house, into the living room, Kincaid was walking out of the kitchen with a bottle of wine, and 2 wine glasses in his hand. Angel fumed, daggers shooting from his eyes in the direction of Kincaid, "Where is she?" He growled taking predator-like steps toward him. Kincaid put set down the bottle, and glasses, and turned looked at Angel intensely, pity was written all over his face, Delila was his again and Angel wouldn't accept that, but he would make him accept. One way or another.

"She's upstairs, resting. We were just about to make love, so you need to leave."

"No." Angel growled trying to not let what he said distract him, even though it was hard. "She's not who you want, she's not your wife."

"Kincaid smiled knowing Angel was furious, "On the contrary, she's everything I want. Her blonde hair, her emerald green eyes, and her sweet lips. What more could a man ask for. Of course you did, I may have let her whore around with you, give you a taste of her love, but you could never give her what she wanted."

Angel's eyes flashed with rage, "Don't ever call her that."

"Lila loved everything I could give her." Ignoring Angel's threat, Kincaid leaned against the table in a smooth, yet tense way. "And she's going to continue to love everything I give her, we made a vow and she's going to honor it. For better or for worse, in sickness and in health, till death do us part, and believe me only death will keep us apart."

"Then you'll die." Angel threatened "Your insane"

"Perhaps." Kincaid said shrugging his shoulders "Would you blame me? You took the one thing that I valued most in the world. Wouldn't that makes anyone alittle crazy? Oh, well you'll know soon enough.

"I kill you before I let you touch her"

Kincaid smiled "How does it feel now? Is your heart racing? Your stomach in knots?

It kills you doesn't, to know another man is caressing her, fulfilling her fantasies...."

Angel stepped up with lightning speed and punched Kincaid hard in the mouth. He'd had enough of the words coming from that mouth, he had to brake it. Kincaid staggered back against the wall, the force of his impact knocked picture frames and paintings on to the floor. He shook his head trying to still the pain that shot through his jaw, Angel followed closely and made a move to grab him, but Kincaid spun quickly, leveling Angel with a roundhouse kick. The kick barely fazed him, his anger wouldn't let him feel pain, Angel jumped up and advanced again, as soon as Kincaid was within kicking distance, Angel faked a punch and then quickly slammed his foot into his temple. Kincaid was out cold. Angel caught the breath, he didn't need, and ran up the steps.

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Buffy moaned groggily as she slowly woke up. The first thing she became aware of was the throbbing pain in her head, and the pain coming from the rest of her body. Everything hurt. She tried to adjust her eyes, in the barely lit room, the only light was coming from the candles in the room which made it hard to see. So she didn't see the figure that walked into the room, but she did hear him, her feeble attempts to move only caused more pain. Buffy heard to figure move closer, she could only guess it was Kincaid, and the tears started to form, she was helpless and scared. Only Angel could help her and he wasn't there. The figure moved to squatt on the side of the bed beside her "Buffy... Are you ok?" the figure said, his voice was strong, yet gentle. Angel's voice.

"Angel?" She whimpered her body was in less pain, but still throbbing. She reverted her eyes to him, trying to see him clearly.

"It's me." His voice soothed her mind "Everything's ok"

"I can't mov..."

"Shhh." Angel lifted her arm around his neck, and scooped her up gently and carried across the room and out the door. He carried her like a bridegroom carried his bride to the maritial bed. Buffy's heart soared as it beat with relief, she was safe in Angel's arms, atleast for the moment. She tightened her arms around Angel's neck as he made his way down the steps, when Angel got to the last 3 steps a vase shattered across his head, a piece embedded in his right shoulder. Angel fell down, dizzy from the shock and Buffy tumbled out his arms with a thud as they both hit the floor. Kincaid came down the stairs, from behind Angel, he dragged Buffy away as Angel reached out for her, with her out of the way, he concentrated on Angel, and getting him out of the way. Angel got up quickly and lunged at Kincaid sending them both into the wall, Kincaid moved quickly to block Angel's fist and bought his own into Angel's jaw. Kincaid began a flurry of punches to Angel's abdomen, getting the upper hand of the fight.

Buffy used every ounce of the strength she had left to sit up, she leaned against the wall. Gritting her teeth, she pushed herself onto her feet, using the wall to support herself. Angel needed her help, and she couldn't give it, lying down. Angel needed her was all that played through her mind, her hands balled into fists as the adrenaline began to flow through her veins. She looked at the man who threatened the man she loved, and stalked towards him, Buffy picked up her mother's new statue and struck Kincaid into his head,with all the strength she had. Kincaid dropped to his knees from the impact taking Angel with him, the pain subdue quickly, he jerked his head snapped toward Buffy, and he backhanded her as if stroking her cheek. Buffy fell back down to the floor, even though she had the adrenaline, she was still weak from whatever Kincaid had injected her with.

Angel saw him hit Buffy, and if possible he got pissed more than ever, he'd hurt her and for that Kincaid would recieve no mercy. Angel jumped up and let out a flurry of punches, well executed kicks into Kincaid's body.

Buffy turned her head to see Angel let out an attack she'd never seen before, his face had such hate, that she cringed. Angel must have been really blinded by hate, cause he didn't see the knife Kincaid was trying to pull out his belt, it looked like one of the kitchen knives. But Buffy saw, and before her eyes, Kincaid blocked a punch by Angel and stabbed him into his right shoulder, she watched Kincaid pull the knife out, and push her mother's china chest on top of Angel. The last thing Angel heard before the cabinet fell on him was Buffy's scream.

Part 7

Buffy crawled to Angel's side, trying to push the 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, her 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 ease 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.

The End

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