Bouncing Balls

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Spike reached the top of the crevice, and took a moment to catch breath that he found he was in dire need of. But before that, he glanced up at the sun. It was slowly setting now, and the first day since the Hellmouth had been closed was almost at its end. Soon it would be night again, nothing so big for Spike. He’s seen a million of them since becoming a vampire. No, he would set off after the bus once the sun set. But now, in the last moments of the sun set, he was going to enjoy it.


Angel steepled his hands together, with elbows on top of the table. 'Yes. I think I do want him brought here. But tell the men not to tell him about me. In fact, don't tell him anything at all. And I want to be informed the minute he gets to the building.' Angel stood up from the desk and walked over to the window, with glass that allowed him to be awash with sunlight that could not actually burn the skin.

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