Love is Forever
By Marj
angelus03(at)yahoo.com
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Buffyverse, the only thing I own is my imagination. :)
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Part Four
Willow, Xander, and Giles, followed by Cordelia, walked into Angel's apartment. They all stopped dead in their tracks, when hey saw Buffy and Angel. Giles cleared his throat softly. They both looked over at them. Angel got up, bringing Buffy with him, keeping her hand in his.
"Buffy were so glad your okay!" Xander yelled, running over to her.
"That's great Xander, but I really don't care." She said, punching him, as he came over. He fell over on to the floor, laying unconscious. "Opps." She said, sarcastically.
"Buffy?" Giles asked her, confused.
"Oh yeah, did I forget to tell you all?" She said, as her face shifted. "I'm a vampire. It must have slipped my mind." She said with a shrug. Willow, Cordelia, and Giles all gasped in horror.
God, you look bad vamped out, Buffy." Cordelia said. Buffy growled at her.
"You will be the first to die." She said to Cordelia.
"Get it over with." Cordelia mumbled to herself.
Willow looked around. She could get out really easily, the door was right behind her. She wanted to get Xander though, but there was no way. She had to save herself. She whispered to Cordelia, and Giles.
"We need to get out of here."
"But what about Xander?" Cordelia whispered back.
"What can we do?" She asked. "They will kill us." She added.
"Your right. Let's make a dash for it." She said running out the door, followed by Giles, and Willow.
"Let them run." She said to Angel. "I'm sure I can have some fun with Xander here."
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Part Five
Xander awoke slowly, he had no idea where the hell he was. The last thing he remembered was Buffy knocking him out. He wondered why the hell she did that. He looked around, and then he saw her. She and Angel were sleeping in the bed, they did not have the covers up, and they were wearing the same clothes. He tried to get up, but found that he was chained to the wall. The chains clinked together, which woke them both up. Buffy's eyes flew open, followed by Angel's.
"About time. I was starting to get worried." She said to him sarcastically. Buffy sat up and walked over to him, followed by Angel. "Angel..." She said turning to him. "... What do you think I should do to him?" She asked.
"You caught him, its your choice. I prefer to torture people though." He said with an evil smile.
"Hey, Buff, what are you talking about?" He said nervously. She turned to him, with a confused look.
"Oh, that's right, you were unconscious when I said it. I'm a vampire." She said laughing to herself. Xander eyes grew extremely wide, but then dark.
"I hate you, you Bastard." His voice started to grow, as he yelled at Angel. "I knew I could not trust you!" Xander added. Angel just smiled.
"It wasn't him, you idiot. It was me." He said smiling. Xander's face only shone confusion.
"Huh?" He asked.
"Do we have to explain everything? When I had a soul me and Buffy, well, you already found that out, but that made me lose my soul. That's when I turned her into a vampire. So, it wasn't him who did it. You can trust that guy, too bad he's gone." He said with sarcastic sympathy.
"I will really miss the guy." She said sarcastically. Xander's face was blank, he did not know what to do, or for that matter say.
"Now..." Buffy started, pulling him up by his hair. "... What to do with you."
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" Xander whined, as she lifted him up eye level with her.
"Do you still like me now, Xand?" She asked him innocently. He laughed nervously. She punched him in the face, making his nose bleed.
Angel watched happily as Xander became more bloody with every punch, and kick Buffy gave to him. Xander was almost dead once Buffy took the shackles off his wrist.
"How do you feel now, Xand?" She asked him, with a cheery smile.
"Never better." He whispered weakly, through his bloody lips.
"Ah, that's the good old Alexander Harris I know." She replied. A light knock came from the door. Angel went over and answered. He was slightly surprised to see Spike & Dru at the door.
"Just wanted to know what you guys were do-..." Spike started, but stopped when he saw Xander. "Well, well, nice work Buffy." He said to him. She smiled at him.
"Why thank you Spike, your too kind." She said sarcastically. He faked a smile at her.
"Spike, I'm hungry." Drusilla said, pulling on Spike's arm. Spike looked at her and smiled.
"Well then, why don't we go find something to eat." He replied. Drusilla smiled from ear to ear.
"Goodie!" She shrieked, and ran out of the room. Angel rolled his eyes, and Buffy just ignored her.
"Now... back to you." She said turning to a bloody Xander, with a evil smile. She punched him one more time, his body suddenly became lifeless in her arms. "Opps! I think I killed him." She said with phony fear.
"Good one, Buffy. Now we can't have any fun." Angel said sarcastically. Buffy dropped him, letting his dead body hit the floor with a thump.
"Shall we follow in Spike & Dru's footsteps now?" She asked Angel, not taking another look at the dead body that lay next to her.
"Sounds like a good idea to me."
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Willow sat on her bed, her feet tucked under her. The room was covered in crosses, and garlic. Luckily, her parents were out of town. She felt awful, no terrible, she felt worse then words could describe. She had left Xander, she had left Xander's for the dogs. Well actually not dogs, Buffy and Angel aren't dogs, there vampires. A tear fell down her face as she thought of Buffy & Angel. She felt so bad, and to know she would never see Buffy's wonderful smile as she came into a room, or Angel's pretty brown eyes. Then there was Xander, she would miss him so much, and it was her fault. If she had just tried... what was she thinking, if she had tried, she would be exactly where Xander was, probably dead. She put her head in her hands, and sobbed.
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As Cordelia drove home in her car, her mind drifted to Xander. She wanted to keep her mind of him, it was the only thing she could do to keep herself from bursting out, and crying. She was almost home, she was anxious to get there. The whole ride she felt as if somebody was watching her. Before she left the library, Giles had given her millions of crosses, and holly water bottles for protection. At the moment she was wearing a cross necklace. As she neared the traffic light she gripped the steering wheel. The street was totally deserted. It was pretty late at night, she didn't expect there to millions of people on the roads. A shadow fell over her, she jumped and looked up to see Angel.
"Well hello, Cordelia, fancy meeting you here." Angel said with a evil smile. She felt like she was frozen, she was too scared to do anything. Angel opened the door, and took the key out of the ignition. He threw them on the ground. She tried to scramble out the other door, but he grabbed her hair, and pulled her back. "Your not playing fair, Cords."
"I don't want to play." She said, grabbing a cross, and sticking in it in his face. He jumped back, and growled at her. While she had the chance, she opened a bottle of holy water, and threw it at him. "Bastard!" She yelled at him. She grabbed her key's, slammed the door, locked it, and drove off.
He watched as she drove off. "Dammit!" He cursed. "Well, there's a side of Cordelia I've never seen."
"Don't you just hate crosses?" Buffy said coming up behind him, she had been waiting in the bushes.
"Not like you could have done any better." He replied. He was right, the girl must have had a army of religious items with her.
"I know." She sighed. "Shall we go home?" She asked him. She was pretty tired, killing Xander had taken up most of her sleepy time.
"Okay, but before we do... Do you want to leave a Xander present at Willow's door." He said smiling at her.
"I like how your mind works."
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Part Six
Willow woke up to hear the doorbell ringing. Whoever it was, they were really pissing her off. They were ringing the doorbell wildly. She groaned, got up, and went downstairs.
"I'm coming already!" She yelled to whom ever was ringing the doorbell so obnoxiously. It stopped. She sighed, and opened the door. She screamed louder then she knew she could. There in front of her was Xander's bloody body. She turned away, she was going to throw up if she kept staring at him. She slammed the door, and leaned on the back of it. She pulled her hair back, and let her body slide down the door. She sat there, and cried in till she felt she as if she had no more tears to cry out.
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Cordelia sat on her bed, staring out the window, stake in hand. There was so much garlic in her room she felt like she was going to throw up. The walls were covered in crosses, and there were so many bottles of holly water, they almost added up to the amount of perfume bottles she had. Her CD player blared with the music of Prodigy. Xander had left it here, and she thought it might scare any vamps away. It sure as hell freaked her out, "Fire Starter", and "Smack My Bitch Up"? What was Xander's childhood trauma? Oh god, Xander. She prayed to god that for some weird reason he was still alive.
The phone rang, interrupting her thoughts. She picked it up slowly, and put the receiver to her ear.
"Hello?" She asked.
"Hi, Cordelia. Its me, Willow." Willow said on the other line.
"Oh, hi Willow. Uh, what's up?" She asked.
"I- well, I was sleeping, and the doorbell rang... I answered it, and... well, I won't go into details, but Xander is D-... he's De-. I can't say it." She said, her voice was starting to crack. "I have to go." She said, and hung up. Cordelia just held on to the phone, she was frozen, she didn't know what to do. She couldn't cry, she couldn't scream, and she couldn't move. She dropped the phone, letting it hit the floor with a bump. She laid down on the bed, and hugged her teddy bear. She stuck her face in the fur, and cried.
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Part Seven
Joyce paced back and forth. Where could her daughter be? She said she was going to sleep over at Willow's, and she never came back. The police had searched everywhere, and she had asked all her friends, they all said that they couldn't find her either. She feared that she had ran away. Most of her stuff was gone, but you would think she would leave a note, or at least something.
She sat down on Buffy's bed, and tried to think. She took the stuffed cow she had on her bed, and hugged it. She looked around the room. Maybe she could find something that could help her find out where her daughter went. She went over to her desk, and opened the top drawer. She was surprised to see a wooden cross, a silver cross on a chain, a bottle of holly water, some garlic, and a wooden stake? What on earth would she do with all this stuff? She opened the rest, they all seemed to have normal stuff. In the last one though she found a diary. She wanted to read it, but... well, it was hers, but maybe she was meant to find it? She doubted that, but it would probably help her find out where she went.
She took the diary, and sat down on the bed. She opened it carefully, on the front there was a painting of an angel. It looked like a dusty old book to her. She started to read the first page...
Monday, October 15, 1996
New school, new town, same deal. I tried to just quit, but that didn't work. I forgot, there's only one girl in all the world, so in less I die, I can't just quit. Now there's an idea, I can commit suicide. Tada! All better, it would end all problems, but that would be stupid. Today was pretty hectic, I almost got killed by a vampire, among other things. Anyway, today I met some friends, Xander, Willow, Cordelia, and possibly Jessie. You ask why I say possibly? Some vamps got him, and in less I can find him in time, he's a goner. I went to this club called the Bronze tonight, pretty cool. I met a guy on the way there. He didn't tell me his name. He was dark, gorgeous, in an annoying sort of way. He had black hair, a little spiked in the front, chocolate brown eyes, and he was pretty buff. I really didn't like him, well, okay maybe I do a little. I guess I wouldn't talk about him so much if I didn't like him. He knows I am the slayer which is a plus, and he seems to know all about demons, and the like, so if we did happen to fall in love, then he wouldn't be in danger. Mom's already on my back, but it isn't my fault or hers. I'm the slayer, and I can't tell her. I wish I could, I wish I could make her understand. I wish... I got to go. Bye.
Joyce put the diary down slowly, she was beginning to think this wasn't such a good idea. She's a what!? Well it least she thinks she's a vampire slayer. The guy that she met on the way to the Bronze must have been Angel. She skipped to about three quarters into the diary.
Friday, January 11, 1998
My Mom is beyond pissed now. I really wish I could tell her. The last three days have been pretty weird. The Gorch Brothers, the Bozo's, or whatever there called. I got in trouble because of them. Stupid bad guys. Of course some of the time it was nice. 2 of those nights I was with Angel, smooching in the graveyard, even though we were supposed to be patrolling. God, I love him. He is the sweetest guy, correction, vampire I have ever met. Last night I found out he can't impregnate. I guess that's good, well, in the future, it might be a problem if we want a kid. Though it would be seriously weird if we had to tell him or her that "Your dad is a vampire, and your mom is a Vampire Slayer!" I guess its for the best. The fact that he can't get me pregnant got me thinking. Am I ready?
She had read enough, she would just skip to the last entry. She wondered why Buffy never told her that she was involved with him. Probably 'cause she would flip out. She skipped to the last entry.
Monday, January 18, 1998
Today was probably the best day with Angel I have ever had, well, for now that is. My birthday is coming up, I shouldn't say that today was the best I have had with him. I had this really weird dream this morning. Drusilla killed Angel, and it totally freaked me out. I went over to his apartment before school, and he was really nice. He comforted me, and we kissed a lot, I mean a lot. We also talked. He wants to, he does, he really does. How I know is I tried to say something and it came out wrong. I said "I like seeing you first thing in the morning." He smiled and answered: "Its bedtime for me." I replied: "Well, then I like seeing you at bedtime." That's where I really screwed up. I opened my mouth to say something, but stopped. "You know what I mean." I added shyly. "I do, I think. What do you mean?" He asked with love in his eyes. I almost answered in a whisper. "The part at the end of the night, when its time to say good bye. Its getting harder." I must have been bright red by then, but then he said something that made me suddenly exited. "Yeah, it is." He answered simply. I acted normal till I got outside, I must have skipped the whole way to school. Willow and I talked about it the whole time, and guess what?! Willow asked Oz out, and I don't know where there going, but she got a date! And with Oz! I am so totally happy for her. The day passed fast. Me and Angel had planned to meet in the park tonight. I was thinking that this might be the night, but, maybe it would be better to save it till my birthday. The date went well. We walked in the park, and kissed for a long time on make out hill. I wonder if that hill actually had a real name before. We walked back to his apartment hand in hand. It wasn't that late, we had plenty of time left for our date. He took off his jacket when he got in, and carefully took off mine. We talked a little bit, but ended up kissing like we always do. Tonight was the first time me and him had ever frenched. It was nice. He started it, but very weirdly enough, after a couple of seconds he took his lips off mine and asked if it was okay for him to french me. How many guys actually ask if it is okay to french you? Only ones that are sweet loving, kind, sensitive, and I can go on and on, but I will end up filling a page full of all the nice things about Angel. Actually, probably more than a page. We were getting pretty into it, before I knew it he was on top of me, but with in a 30 seconds he was off me, and suggesting that I get home so mom wouldn't get worried. Either he was thinking the same as me, or he was having second thoughts about what he had said this morning, I hope not. Well
Sorry I stopped there, Angel had just popped in. He had came all the way over here just to apologize for suggesting I leave. He admitted that he wasn't sure that he was ready. He sat down on the bed, and kissed me lightly on the lips, and then went outtie. He is such a sweetie, but he wasn't ready? I wonder why he didn't just call? I guess 'cause he loves me, and he thought it would be nicer if he came over. He didn't even mention the fact that I was holding my diary, probably because that last time I totally freaked out when I had thought that he had read it. He wasn't ready? Oh well, I have my whole life ahead of me. Okay, wow, that was the longest entry I have written since me and him said are "Final good bye's." Well it really wasn't final, we got back together. I got to go. Bye!
It was simple, she just didn't understand her daughter, and she never would. She couldn't think of any reason why Buffy would run away. She seemed to be super happy. Maybe they made love, and she found out she was pregnant, and she ran away. No, this entry was only from a few days ago. Angel did seem really nice, and smart, and when she saw him before, she had to admit that he was very handsome. Buffy was right, what kind of guy asks to stick their tongue in your mouth, none that she had met. She skimmed through the diary in till she found what she was looking for, Angel's address.
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Giles sat in the chair by the bed. He looked at the to blood samples he held in his hand. They both looked the same. He knew that slayers blood was a brighter red then most peoples blood, and that vampire blood was thick. He sat in Angel's apartment. For the last hour he had been trying to figure out who's blood was all over the bed. It seemed to be mixed, and plus it was dry so it was even harder to tell. He already knew that it was pointless to waist his time here. He already knew that Buffy was a vampire, but he was "Search every boring angle guy." He wanted to know how it happened.
He heard a knock on the door, and a woman's voice call Angel. It wasn't Buffy, he knew that. He took his chances, and opened the door. Miss Summer's stood in the doorway, a bit confused.
"Your not Angel." She said him. He smiled back.
"No, sorry, I'm not him." He said glumly, thinking of Angel & Buffy.
"Do you know where he is. Its just I read some of Buffy's diary, thinking maybe it could help me find where she went. It mentioned Angel a lot." She said the words "a lot" as if they were supposed to be underlined, and in bold print. "And I thought maybe he could help me." She read it? That means... he would have a lot of explaining to do.
"Um, no, actually I don't no where he is, but I have something to tell you that will help you understand a lot, and it will also help you understand what happened to Buffy, and Angel." She looked at him curiously.
"And Angel?" She asked confused. He nodded his head.
"Come in" He said gesturing for her to come. She looked over at the bed, and almost screamed.
"What- who- I- uh, I don't understand." She said finally. She noticed Buffy and Angel's clothes were strewn around on the bed, and the floor below. "So they did?" She asked quietly.
"What?" He looked over at what she was looking at. "Oh, yes, they did." He said glumly. "How did you find out they were involved?" He asked. "Oh, yes, stupid question." He said, as she gestured to the diary. "May I?" He asked picking up the diary.
"I don't know, you may not like what's in there." She said cautiously. He shrugged, and opened the diary. He scanned the last page, and then quickly shut it.
"Uh, now, where was I?"
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