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Buffy Summers ([personal profile] whattingawhat) wrote2008-05-15 11:19 am

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone [It ain't warm when she's away]

[Rp for [livejournal.com profile] stillacrime This is involved in the Sam's Army storyline. The phone call happens ICly Wednesday night.]

Buffy kicked Angel out of the room, sent him patrolling then she changed into her pajamas, pulled her hair up into a ponytail and sat against the headboard of the bed. She pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on her knees. She had already talked to Danny like six times that day but she hadn't really been able to talk to him for long. He'd been at work and she'd been either in layovers, running to a plane or trying to arrange her motel room. Now she had Angel out of the room and she could talk. Not that she wouldn't have talked with Angel in the room. She just would have thrown things at him every time he made an expression. He knew better than to talk. Things had been awkward with Angel at first but they'd kind of ironed things out and Angel had asked if she was happy and when she'd said yes, he'd accepted it. There was still that tension between her and Angel but that tension was always always going to be there. It was too much a part of Buffy and Angel to go away.

Buffy hated this whole being away from Danny thing. Once she got through this whole battle thing, she swore even if the world did decide to end, she was not leaving New York City for a nice long while. It could decide to end in NYC or one of the other slayers could take care of it. Of course this was a little bigger than one slayer. In fact she was a little bit worried about this battle. Not only was she going to end up killing possessed humans, but they could do nasty, nasty things to her. Angel had instructions to actually go to New York and talk to Danny if anything happened to her. Of course he had to tell everyone else, but everyone else would understand. They knew the deal. Danny would be taken completely by surprise and she hated that. So she was kinda hoping not to die or end up in a week long coma this time. It would be nice.

After staring at Danny's number for five minutes, Buffy finally pushed call. She listened to it ring and when he finally picked up, a real smile curved her lips.

"Hey, Boyfriend."

[identity profile] whattingawhat.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
His words made her physically ache and she sat up, curling into a little ball. She nabbed her pillow and hugged it to her chest. "Oh, Baby...I wish I was there too. So much. I will be Friday though. I'll be there and we can spend the night curled up on the couch and just hold each other."

[identity profile] stillacrime.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
"My mom called..." He ducked his head, lighting up another cigarette. "Goin' to see my dad tomorrow night."

[identity profile] whattingawhat.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
"How are you with that?" Buffy asked. She knew seeing his dad was hard but she also knew he loved his family. "You'll have to call me afterwards. There's a thing...handing out certificates and awards and food and stuff but I still want you to call me afterwards. Leave me a voice mail if I don't answer and I'll call back."

[identity profile] stillacrime.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah... yeah I'll do that." After taking in a long drag, he continued. "I'm alright with it. My mommy needs me to play filter between her and my dad for an evening. So I'll go, have some good lasagna, and talk to him."

[identity profile] whattingawhat.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
And really, she thought it was freaking adorable the way he said my mommy. She wanted to hug him and pinch his cheeks. Or something equally cute. It made her grin really big but she didn't dare say anything about it because she didn't want to make him self conscious. "Okay. It'll be alright, yeah?"

Ever since he had told her about his dad hitting him when he was younger, she worried about that. Not that Danny couldn't take care of himself now but she still worried.

[identity profile] stillacrime.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh yeah, it's always okay." Danny assured her. "He doesn't really know I'm comin'. So after the initial shock, it'll be okay."

[identity profile] whattingawhat.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Alright. You can tell me all about it when I call. I'll be wired and wanting to come home so you can distract me," Buffy said. She wasn't worried about Danny physically but emotionally she knew he was much more fragile than he wanted to let on.

[identity profile] stillacrime.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah I'll tell you about it. Maybe some on the phone and some after I'm done kissin' you when you get back." Danny answered.

[identity profile] whattingawhat.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Oooo the kissing might take a while but I do want to hear about it," Buffy smiled.

[identity profile] stillacrime.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
"We'll do it in between the kissing."

[identity profile] whattingawhat.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
"In between the kissing is perfect," Buffy told him. "I know how lucky I got with you. Just so you know."

[identity profile] stillacrime.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Lucky? What do you mean, Summers?" Danny asked, leaning his head back against the brick behind him and closing his eyes.

[identity profile] whattingawhat.livejournal.com 2008-05-16 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I mean I got lucky the night I met you. I got lucky that you fell in like with me and I'm lucky to have you in my life. I know that. I just wanted you to know that I know that," Buffy told him. She slid down in the bed so that she was lying flat in it, blankets pulled up to her chin.