Was having a chat to Steph, when this vicious plot bunny hit. So I went to bed to forget about it and get some sleep, the the damn thing demanded to be written.

Title Is This Hell?
Author woman_of_
Pairing Lindsey, Darla
Rating PG 15
Disclaimer They belong to Joss, Fox and ME. No money made
Summary Sometimes the expected can become the unexpected


Lindsey opened the door of the bedroom, as he slid it further open, he caught sight of the woman on the bed. It was her, with her slim, petite frame, blond hair and knowing eyes. She lay back with a smile. He supposed he should be pleased to see her, but he was not. So this was what his hell was, her. Yes it made sense he supposed.

“Good to see you lover. Your better than what I expected,” she gave a husky laugh, as she looked him up and down.

“Oh you think I am better than what Darla? A demon perhaps, but no, that would be you, wouldn’t it,” Lindsey drawled, walking into the room, and lounging the plush padded chair by the wardrobe.

“You can’t say your not pleased to see me, here, like this?” Darla got up from the bed, the silk cream nightgown moulded to her slender body, showing her breasts and small waist, making her hips look luscious.

Lindsey watched her move towards him. So this was the way he was to spend his time. Once he would’ve been delighted at her attention, but that was a long time ago. Before he has set his plans in motion, and did his research. Lindsey was a good student. He knew all about the exploits of this woman, human or vampire.

“Well, let me see. You boy did it again. Managed to kill me this time without getting is own hands dirty. Got one of his lackeys to do it for him. Just the same way he was able to kill the board members of W&H using Drusilla and you. No the great Angel cannot do his own killing, seeking redemption as he is. But he is behind the deaths, including mine now,” Lindsey watched the play of emotions on Darla’s face. Was that even her name.

“Now, Now that has nothing to do with us, not any more. The ways of the world are beyond our concern. Just enjoy the ride,” Darla sat between his legs, looking up at him.

“What is your name, not the vampire one The Master gave you, the name you used when you were alive?” Lindsey asked.

“I have had many different names, many different identities even when I was alive. I never used my birth name. Can’t even remember it now, I have been called Darla for so long,” Darla answered, stroking his thigh with her hand, in a caressing motion.

“Makes sense, you are false, your name, your actions, your feelings. None of them are real,” Lindsey removed her hands and walked away towards the mirror. She hadn’t broken this one, he wondered if she had a reflection here.

“No lover, don’t be like that. I can make your dreams come true. Want to know what tricks I have learned in my many years on Earth, the centuries I lived through?” Darla whispered into his ear.

“So you have the memoirs of everything you have done since you were turned. Are you the vampire then?” Lindsey questioned.

“No, the vampire has gone. But I have its memories, everything it did with this body, come let me teach you,” Darla ran a finger over Lindsey’s nipple.

Lindsey walked away towards the bed, keeping a steady eye on Darla, he saw her reflection in the mirror, her various beauty items scattered on the top of the dresser. Yes she was still being the temptress.

“You know what really made me change my mind about you? Not that you flew into Angel’s bed as soon as you could after the cellar. You were as obsessed with him as I was with you. No, it was while I was finding out as much about the two of you as I could. I lessened in my obsession with you, and became obsessed instead with Angel. Do you know why?” Lindsey turned down the bed covers, and sat on the side of the large four poster.

“You became obsessed with Angel. Let me tell you something, you were always obsessed with him. As soon as you found out he had a destiny, you wanted to know what was so special about him. You only had those feeling for me because I was closely attached to him,” Darla dismissed, sitting beside him. Watching him with a speculative look.

“You don’t get it. I started to move away from you when I woke up, when the only two you and your mad sire left alive were Lilah and I. Do you know what really pissed me off?” Lindsey demanded, moving towards Dalra, and taking her face in his hands, with a deceptive tender touch.

“That we left that bitch Lilah alive? But that was just to give you a challenge,” Darla smiled, pushing into his hand.

“No what really shattered my dreams, left me rudderless was not that you kept Lilah alive. It was that you didn’t turn me. You had those memories, but you didn’t make me your childe,” Lindsey’s hands became more forceful as they moved down her face towards her throat.

“Oh but my darling, you still had an artificial hand. I simply couldn’t have a one handed lover,” Darla gave an amused chuckle.

“Now I have two hands, one of which was evil,” Lindsey began to choke Darla, as she tried to fight back, he only increased the pressure. Her body fell lifeless to the floor. Lindsey got up and left the room, his face a mask of misery. Now she was going to give herself to him, like the whore she had been in life. He was no more than a another man to her. He wouldn’t let her into his heart again.

She had given her life for Angel’s son, staked herself. The only soul that she had ever had worth a damn belonged to a being that was half Angel. The vampire has done more than Lindsey again, impossible as it should’ve been he had a human legacy in the form of the son Darla had given him. She couldn’t even give Lindsey her own name.

Tags: ficlet, lindsey, nc15
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