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This story takes place after Angel has regained his soul…I don’t know how he got it back...I’ll leave that to someone else. This is a story of complications Buffy and Angel will/are having
*THE WOLRD WAS ON FIRE, AND NO ONE COULD SAVE ME BUT YOU
Buffy stumbled out of the thick smoke and into the alley. Coughing and wheezing, she tried to make out her surroundings.
"How could I have been so stupid?" she thought to herself, "I should have seen them coming…I’m so tired…I want a glass of water,"
She was dazed and suffering from lack of oxygen, she could tell. Why else would she think about a glass of water? The world spinned around her as she fell down, gasping. The fire was so intense, so bright. It looked as if the world were on fire.
She had been hunting vampires. She had come across two in a back alley and had chased them into an old warehouse. Once she had gotten inside, she saw two more. "No problem," she had thought, "just another routine day in the life of the slayer." Before she knew what hit her, she was struck across the back of the head, sending her sprawling. Using a compressed container of something, a vamp had tried to finish her off. She jumped up and booted the vamp, sending him flying across the room with the canister and crashing into a whole group of canisters. In an instant, a spark from the collision of the canisters ignited the contents, starting a massive blaze. Still intent on fighting, Buffy had continued to battle the vamps. She dusted two, as the other two ran off into other directions in the warehouse.
"I hate warehouses," she murmured to herself, "why does Sunnydale have so many warehouses?"
She knew she had to get out of the warehouse, the fire had spread out of control and was engulfing the entire the entire warehouse. Buffy checked all the doors, but they were all locked. How had she gotten in? She couldn’t remember. Where were the windows? She eventually found one and stumbled out.
Now, lying dazed and weak in the alley, Buffy could make out two blurry images. Tall and looming, the two vamps stood above her, grinning down at her. They were just about to strike, when a menacing, feral growl came out of nowhere. Angel pounced on the two vamps and staked them.
*I NEVER DREAMED THAT I’D MEET SOMEBODY LIKE YOU, AND I NEVER DREAMED THAT I’D LOOSE SOMEBODY LIKE YOU
Angel picked up Buffy in his arms and held her close, cradling her like an infant.
"Ang…" began Buffy, but she couldn’t finish, she was too tired. She thought to herself "I wish I was in LA, it would be nice there…much less confusing…LA doesn’t hurt…"
"Buffy, its all right, you’ll be okay," whispered Angel.
Angel took her back to his apartment, leaving her passed out on her porch wouldn’t be the greatest. He didn’t want to take her back to his apartment. Memories that hurt him would rear their ugly heads. He put her on his bed and checked to make sure she was still breathing. He went over to his couch and sat down and leaned his hand on his chin.
"I never thought I’d meet someone like her," Angel thought to himself, "I never thought I’d loose someone like her. Damn that !@#$% Darla! Maybe if I had stayed in Europe, never came to the Hellmouth…" but it was to late. The damage was done.
*I DON’T WANT TO FALL IN LOVE, WITH YOU
He was in love with something that he couldn’t have. He tried not to, but he couldn’t stop.
WHAT A WICKED GAME TO PLAY, TO MAKE ME FEEL THIS WAY, WHAT A WICKED THING TO DO, TO MAKE ME DREAM OF YOU
Buffy dreamt in vivid color. She was in a dark room. Voices called out and taunted her. Drucilla, Spike, Angel, even Willow, Giles and Xander’s voices called out. "Did you honestly think I loved you?" "Happy Birthday Buffy" "I never loved you" "You’d be better off without him…" Buffy was suddenly standing on a road. It was long, and pitch black. It went on forever. Buffy began walking down it, slowly at first, then building momentum. She began to run. "I have to reach the end, I have to know what’s there." She ran faster and faster. Someone was standing there. Angel. His arms were opened wide. "Angel!" yelled Buffy. She ran as hard as she could. She was just about to reach him, when he put his arms down and turned away. "NO!," Buffy screamed, "Don’t leave me!" But Angel started walking away. Buffy ran towards him and fell into a great crevasse. She fell screaming.
*I DON’T WANT TO FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU
Buffy woke up with a start. Where was she? She glanced around. Angel’s apartment. She suddenly felt sick. She spotted Angel asleep on his couch. She loved him so much, but she was so afraid of being hurt again. She knew it wasn’t his fault, and he did his best to stay away from her, because, she knew, he still loved her too. They could never be together though. She got up quietly and headed towards the door. She felt guilty for leaving, but it was for the best. Angel would understand. He probably wasn’t even asleep. He had saved her once again. A deep burning pain rose inside of Buffy. Was it from all the smoke she wondered. No, not this time. She turned the handle and went out the door and went home, coughing along the way.
Last period of the day, Buffy sat morosely staring at her notebook. Willow kept glancing over at her.
"She’s been like this scince we got Angel back…I though it would have gotten better," thought Willow.
Buffy picked up her pen and began drawing a heart on her notebook. She drew an arrow through it.
"why am I doing this to myself?" wondered Buffy.
Willow looked at the heart as Buffy pondered whether or not to place names in it. Willow noticed Buffy’s ring still pointed towards her.
"Who loves who?" whispered Willow.
Buffy thought about it for a second more and scribbled down…
*NOBODY LOVES NO ONE
By Freefall
Did you like it? This is my first Fanfic, so please let me know what you think…whether or not I should hang up my pen, or keep writing…
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