Chapter Fourteen – The Trouble with Girls
Dean blew out a frustrated breath when he recognized the enamored look on Buffy’s face as she danced with Angel. He drummed his fingers on the table and glanced at Sam. He was still engaged in a discussion with Willow about science. Dean pushed off the table and made his way over to the dance floor. Angel noticed him and the two locked eyes, sizing each other up. Angel broke away from Buffy. She twisted around and saw Dean’s disapproving expression. She shook her head.
“Can I talk to you for a second?” he said.
“No,” she replied, “I’m busy.”
“It’s okay. I need to go anyway,” Angel said.
He gave her a smile before disappearing in the crowd. Buffy frowned.
“Way to go Dean, you just had to add to your record of scaring my dates away, huh? Don’t you have anything better to do then to spy on me?
“Don’t you have anything better to do than tempt a reformed demon off the no killing band wagon?”
She narrowed her eyes, “I’m not doing anything.”
“Not yet but it’s obvious you want to.”
“What do you care anyway? Why do you want me to be miserable?”
“I just want you to be careful. The trouble with girls like you is you want what you can’t have. You’ve got enough danger in your life, why do you insist on adding more by lusting after a vampire with a soul? Are you thinking it’s romantic or something? Forbidden love and all that? What the hell is going on in that mind of yours?”
She stared up at him, fury in her eyes.
“You wouldn’t understand.”
“Damn right I wouldn’t, you’re a girl, no matter how well you explained it I’ll never get it and I’ll never get you.”
“Well, you’re right there. You’ll never get me so there’s no need to drive any more guys out of my life.”
Xander watched as Dean rudely interrupted Angel and Buffy’s dance. She was looking frustrated beyond belief. Sam noticed Xander and swept his eyes in the direction of his attention.
“This is better than cable,” Xander said, “Think your brother will hurt Angel….a lot?”
Sam observed the brief moment between Angel and Dean.
“Well, I think we should be more concerned about how Buffy may hurt my brother. She doesn’t look too happy….although she should have expected this to happen.”
“Oh, why is that?”
Sam chuckled, “Well, my brother has been known to – barge in whenever he thinks Buffy’s getting a little too carried away with a boy.”
Xander’s eyes danced, “Really? Your brother and I are going to best friends.”
“Look, I can handle myself, whether it’s in a fight or with a boy,” Buffy replied, aggravation lacing her tone, “So just stop butting in…I don’t need you to protect me….no one asked you to….so just stay out of my life.”
“Fine, I will," Dean barked.
Buffy charged off toward the bathrooms. Dean returned to the table and met the curious looks of Willow, Sam and Xander.
“Let’s go Sam.”
“I was actually enjoying myself,” Sam replied.
“Well I’m not anymore. I’m going back. You can walk your ass home,” Dean barked.
Dean darted through the crowd and exited the club.
“Sam, it didn’t really seem like your brother was acting – well very brotherly toward Buffy….” Willow said with suspicion, “More like there was something else going on.”
Sam chuckled, “I’ve been saying that for years.”