Title: Rejoining Paths

Author: Nicole

E-mail: [email protected]

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, Joss and all those people own them.

Timeline: Beginning of Season 7/End of Season 6 of Buffy

Dedcation: to all those B/A shippers..all of you keep the faith and have hope for all of those true loves.

Rated: R-NC17

Spoliers: Don't think any at all. Hm..I could be wrong!

Authors Note: doesn't follow the whole plot of BTVS and Angel

Author's note 2: "Angel"=his point of veiw... "Buffy"=her point of veiw

Author's note 3: The Angel recall memory in part one was never one of those things shown on

the real BTVS. I made it up. Whoa.

 

 

Chapter 1: Memories

 

One dreary night in November, Buffy Anne Summers was still greiving over the whole Angel

break up ordeal even thoug it was four years in the past. She lay on the couch balled up

and hugging her knees, motionless, dazed, and with a distant spread arcoss her face. The

wake of Willow's wrath had bubbled over and now attention was put back on Buffy.  Everyone

was still ashamed of her for her affair with Spike, but no one on this Earth was more ashamed

with her than herself. Buffy was digusted with herself. But the woest of it all was she sat there

thinking about her true love, Angel, whom she hadn't seen in one year or so. She knew he didn't

 love her anymore, what was she to do?  No one to love her and only one for her to love, she

was just alone.

****

 

Buffy:

 

I finally decided to head upstairs. I got up from my sulking spot on the couch and walked over to the beautiful, cherry

wood railing on the steps and stopped. I had thought I had felt something, something I've felt before, and it was a

feeling from the past. I stood in the foyer grabbing the railing and looking left to right.

 

"I am just paranoid," I commented to myself.

 

***

Angel:

 

I watched her through the window were she was sitting before, where the couch is, I knew she knew I was here. Or at

least she knew something was here. I watched her elegant body waltz up the stairs and turn the corner. As soon as

she was out of my sight I felt a pain in my heart, I knew something was wrong with her, I had no idea what, but something

 was dreadfully wrong. I couldn't just stand there when I knew that my beloved was in pain and something had just scared

 hell out of her.

 

I walked around the corner of Buffy's house and to where the tree we used to climg into her room was. I thought of

 all those times we snuck in her house I remember one specific time though.

 

"Angel?"

 

"Yeah, it's me Buffy..."

 

"What are you doing here? My mom already found out about you coming to see me mat night. She thinks we are

doing something more, you know."

 

"But what if we are?" I smirked, but instead she shivered and moved away from the window. "Are you cold, I can come

in if it's the window, if you want?"

 

"No!" She said sternly and firmly. She didn't want him in here, if he didn't remember.

 

"Buffy? What is wrong? Come on, you can tell me anything. I promise." I said more worried than anything.

 

"Stop..Stop NOW...stop making promises you cannot keep, Angel," she shouted at me.

 

"Tell me what's wrong, please? The sun is about to rise and unless you want a big pile of dust for a boyfreind I suggest

 you make me go or let me in becuase I am not going on my free will," I stated with concern.

 

"Fine, get it! Save your damn ass from becoming dust." She screamed with tears running down her face.

 

I walked over to her and she faced the oppiste direction towards her bathroom. I wrapped my arms around her and she

spun around in a hurry and looked straight at me, I will never forget that glare. She looked likke she was going to die,

from me. I wiped the tears with my thumbs and cupped her cheeks.

 

"Buffy, what is the matter? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I said scanning her up and down with my eyes daring an injury

to come to them in the dark room.

 

"You're kidding right? You have not the slightest idea of why I am mad? Let's think Angel? What happened exactly 1 year ago

today? Oh yeah let's see umm think Angel....It was the first time we said we loved each other? But no, I couldn't expect you

to remember that do...."

 

I cut her off with a soft kiss on her lips "Buffy, think about what you just said. I would never forget that day! That was one

of the best days of my life! I love you, never doubt that, never. Do you understand me?" I questioned looking into her

sorrowful eyes, which were filled with cold, icy tears.

 

"I just was so upset that you might have forgot, those three words were the best three words I had ever heard, Angel. and

to think for one second you forgot those three words the first time we said them down right killed me. And to have you

react totally oblvious to our basicaly 1 year anneversiary crushed my heart." She sobbed and burried her face in my black shirt.

 

"Buffy look at me," she raised her head in alomst shame. "I love you, I always have and O always will, never ever forget

that. I want to be with you for the rest of my life." I kissed her and picked her up, our lips still entwined, I moved her to

the bed. "Sleep, I'll be here when you wake. I just need to close the curtains so the sun doesn't get in, I promise that I

will be here for you." I walked over to the windows and pulled the blings shut as well as the curtains tihgtly so I could

 keep my promise and stay with her.

 

"Don't leave, I want to fall asleep in your arms." She said.

 

"Anything for you," though I wasn't tired I took off the shoes and my leather duster and climed into bed with Buffy and

cuddle with her. I kissed my love and finally whispered. "I love you, good night, love."

 

"I love you too, Angel." She whispered as I kissed the top of her head and brought the covers over her shoulders as well

as my arm. I remember her fitting perfectly in my arms, she seemed so small and fragile, if I squeezed to tight I would

break her like an egg. But I knew she was strong. I did not blame her for her doubts I have had my own. But this proves

our love to be stonger than ever before. We both finally fell asleep in each other's arms.

 

 

The one reason I remember this moment was becase tonight was the sixth year anniversary of that night. I wanted to

go cuddle her right now and never let her out of my sight, ever. But I couldn't. She was happy at least I thought. I was

unsure what was going on though. She seemed so sorrowful. Could it be the same reason I am? Could she be thinking

the same thing on this glourious night?

 

What am I kidding? She probably thinking about some boyfriend of hers. She didn't even think about me, but what can I

say? This is what I wanted for her; I wanted her to have a happy some what normal life with a normal boyfriend. I loved

her so much and every day that I was away from her I hut my heart ached for her.

 

****

Buffy:

 

Tears rolling down my face I crawled in the shower after stipping myself of the clothes I'd worn for two days and counting.

I washed my hair and just stood there. My brian and my heart were racing I couldn't do anything, I felt so helpless and I

couldn't stop greiving, i should've been over him, but I am not.

 

Angel left me for my "own good". What the hell kind of thing is that? How is it my own good if I cry and die inside with

Each breathe that passes through my lips. I didn't understand. I fell for my first love, my true love and he was too

afraid of letting himself go with me so he left. How pathetic is that. No one ever stays around me. Not my father.

Not my friends. Not Giles and ecspecially not Angel.

 

"Why? Why did you do this to me Angel? Why did you break my heart? I don't understand I loved you! I hate you!

NO I didn't mean that! I love you with all my heart and soul, I love you so much! Why did you leave me? Am I that

bad? Am I not worth living for? Why does everyone always leave me? God! I hate myself!" I screamed into the wall

pounding on it like a mad woman. I hat to get out my anger and this is the only way I knew of at this point in time.

 

**

 

About an hour later...

 

I crawled over the shower bed and on to the cold tile floor with my rode that was pink around me. I was holding a

towel trying to dry my hair to at least a dampness. With tears still in my eyes and rolling down my cheeks I sat on

my mother's bed and cried softly making no noises, I couldn't help but cry.

 

 

 

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CHAPTER 2: A Little Talk of Tears

 

Angel:

           

I saw Buffy with tears in her eyes and my heart went out to her I wanted to say something, but what? What was

I suppose to say? ‘Hi it’ s me, Angel, I know that you hate me with a fiery vengeance, but I was in the neighborhood

 and I am coming to see you. Ya that will go over well, but here it goes I will say something comforting and sweet…

at least I’ll try! Hear we go:

 

“Buffy are you okay?” I asked in a small whisper.

 

“Angel? Is that you?” she said pulling the pink robe tighter, trying to straighten her hair plus her face.

 

“Buffy, you don’t have to what you call ‘ beautiful’ for me, I already think you are; just stay the way you are.”

 

Blushing as she looks down at her nails and starts to pick at the pink nail polish on them, “So what are you

doing here anyways?”

 

“Hello, to you too, Buffy,” I said sarcastically somewhat hurt by her words. What was she not happy to see

something or me?

 

“I’m sorry it’s just a shock to see you here,” she said I kind of felt disappointed and looked down trying not

to make eye contact, “But you know what? I pretty happy you are here.”

 

“I know what you mean, I usually wouldn’t come because of our ‘agreement’, but I heard about the Spike ordeal,

 and I didn’t really think that we should’ve left things the way they were before when I met you after you a…”

 

“Died?” she finished for me.

 

“Yes, but your back now and I didn’t want to leave things so bad.”

 

“Thanks, I mean thank you Angel, but that’ s not why you’re here, I can tell.”

 

“How? What do you mean? How do you know?” I asked back.

 

“First of all you’re a bad liar, you always have been, and two, I can see the sadness in your eyes. Don’t lie to me

 I am here to help you whenever you need me, do you here me? Don’t lie, I can handle it, I promise, just tell me,

 and please come in and sit with me.” She motioned me to the seat next to her on the bed in her room.

 

I sat down on the bed next to her and she almost winced in pain. “Did I hurt you?”

 

“No I moved my wrist wrong when you sat and I think I sprained it, don’t worry I’ll be fine. Back to your story, please

 I want to know what is wrong,” She said with a wince.

 

“Wait let me see it and see how bad it is, please I won’t hurt you.” She hesitated to give me her left wrist and when

she finally gave it to me fully I notice why she was so hesitant, she was wearing the Claddagh ring that I had given

her so many years ago. I think she was embarrassed, but it touched me that she still wore it. I put myself back in

reality and looked at her wrist, ”It’s not a sprain it looks like you just twisted it, but you should put a bandage on

that I can get one for you if they are still in the bathroom.”  I asked her as I got up and off the bed.        

           

“Yeah, same place.” She said holding her wrist.

 

“Okay, be right back.” She was wearing the ring. The ring I had taken off as soon as I thought I had fallen in love

with Cordelia. Does this mean she doesn’t have a boyfriend? Does this mean she still loves me? If she does still

love me and is wearing her ring, well that means I have betrayed my own wife! Buffy still loves me! Maybe she does

remember that night five years ago! How could I love Cordelia or rather should I say think I love Cordelia when I love

Buffy, I mean I always have loved her. And I knew even if I were with Cordy she would still be the first women in my

life, and she always will be.

           

I looked for the bandages for her wrist and grabbed them. I breathed deeply before I stepped out of the bathroom and

sat back down on the bed, but her ring was in the way I would have to tell her to take it off. “Um… Buffy you have to

take the ring off so that I can put the wrap on your wrist.”

 

 She nodded and took it off placing it on the night side table in a small wooden box that when she opened it laid the

cross that I have given her all those years ago. She looked back at me waiting for me to put the wrap on. I did and

placed her wrist on her lap and she sat back on the bed.

           

“Maybe, I should change into my pajamas before we talk, would that be okay with you?” she said questioningly.

           

“Of course, I’ll turn around for you,” I said shyly.

***

Buffy:

 

“Thanks Angel,” I said remembering the day that I told him he could look as I changed and he told me that I was a

goddess, I wish it were so this time. I wonder what he thought when he saw my ring. It made me feel stupid because

he was obviously not wearing his and he is the one that gave it to me. I had no idea what he was thinking right now.

Man that would be a good time for that mind reading thing. Oh that’s right, I can’t read his mind! Not funny here!

           

After I changed into my silk white pajama shorts and matching button up top, I sat back down next to Angel on my bed.

“ Okay Angel, what’s up, I’m here for you.”

           

“Umm… I don’t exactly know how to say this Buffy….”

 

Oh my goodness what is he trying to say to me? Is he hurt? Is he going to die? Is he going to become human? Thoughts

 of joy and sadness ran through my head and I became anxious and nervous for him, but I had to be here for him. “Angel,

 you know that you can tell me anything,” I coed as calmly as I possibly could try to comfort him in the best way.

 

“Well…okay…I’m saying just don’t interrupt or I won’t be able to finish, alright?” he asked me looking in my eyes for an answer.

 

By this time I was truly worried because his eyes showed so much pain, but I answered, “Of course anything for you Angel. ”

He looked at me with a great worry in his eyes and I became so concerned that I put my hand on top of his and he took

my hand and I sat on my bed criss-cross style, holding the love of my life’s hand, and waiting for him to tell me what’s

wrong. In some peoples mind this would mean a second chance, but I knew that that wasn’t the case. Something was

wrong like it always was. It would never be happily ever after, and we both knew it, but it seemed like something else

was wrong this time I could feel it. It seemed like he was so distant and far away.

 

He started, “I’m really ashamed of what I have been feeling for the past year, I’ve fallen in love with Cordelia.” He paused

looking at me for a slight second and continued, but I did not listen I just looked at him. I could see how much he had been

hurt by look on my face because it was emotionless. Until a single tear slid down my face and he reached out for me.

 

“Don’t YOU dare touch me Angel? You have no right to touch me!” I moved away from him and sat on the chair next to the vanity.

 

“Buffy… I know your upset...”

 

I cut him off, “I’m not upset, I am shattered, ANGEL! I think about you day and night even when I was with Spike or even Riley I…”

 

He interrupted me, “That’s the point you were with two other people and now that I am with one you can’t be happy for me,

that I fell in love. That’s all I ever wanted for you to be so why can’t you just be happy for me?”

 

“WHY? I can’t believe you are asking me this! As I was saying before- even when I was with them I wished it was you, BUT you

didn’t want me and I thought maybe when you became human that there would be a chance for you and me. But you falling in

love have proven to me that I am going to be miserable for the rest of my life! Because I have only loved one man in my whole

 life and that’s you, neither Riley nor Spike! It was always you I never loved them. Then you me tell that you and Cordelia are

in love! Just get out!” I flailed at him.

“No, this is so not my fault Buffy. You can ’t blame all your problems in our break-up on me!”

 

“What are you talking about? YOU are the one who left me! YOU are the one that told me that you didn’t want to be with me!

But I wanted to be with you! Because I loved, love you! You didn’t care and I’ve been shattered one too many times. This now

just tops it off! Get out if you are just here to hurt me.”

 

He grabbed me by the arm, “How can you say that I never loved you! I gave up my life for you, I was human and just so you

would live I gave it up!”

 

“What the hell are you talking about, ANGEL? You were never human!”

           

“I… I umm…” he stuttered.

           

“What Angel? What are you saying? Are you saying that you were human I didn’t know about it and you gave up you ‘life’ for

me?” I asked sarcastically and just stared at him.

 

He just stared at me. What the hell was he talking about? Did he know that I was kidding? “So what is the answer Angel,” I screamed.

 

“Yes, Buffy, is that what you wanted to hear? Did you want to hear that it is all about you? I mean I try moving on and I can’t,

that is why I came here to make amends. BUT apparently you can’t deal with that, so when you are mature enough to talk to

me like real adult I’ll be in L.A.”

 

“Well, maybe you can just get Cordelia to talk to you and then maybe you’ll like that,”

 

“Sounds like a good idea….” And he walked away slowly from me and got out the window.

 

“You know I was hoping that you still loved me, Angel, because I do, but know I don’t know if I can forgive you. I just have one

thing to say I never loved anyone, but you. And I am honored to say that you were once mine, and you gave your life for me,”

I sobbed out.

***

Angel:

 

I heard her sobs and her words, I wanted to take her in my arms and stop her crying. But then I would be giving in to her. My

pride won over, and I did not turn around afraid I would make it worse. “ I love you,” I whispered under my breath, unknowing

if she heard or not.

 

“I love you, I always will,” I heard her say and I walked away with a tear falling down my cold face. 

 

 

 

 

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CHAPTER 3: At the mansion

Disclaimer in Chapter 1: Memories.

NC-17 warning.

 

At the mansion:

I noticed that it wasn’t that dirty, and the vines of the plants did not take over the place, and that clean sheets were on

the bed, red silk with two pillows on it. It looked beautiful, there was still a sent of vanilla in the air, it hit me. Buffy had

been taking care of it for me. She was so sweet, I didn’t know if this was for her, or me, but either way I should thank her.

That would be a good reason to go see her again. I took all of my clothes off except my boxers and white beater and crawled

 under the sheets.

 

I smelled the sent of her, beautiful vanilla and strawberries, it was her personal scent that I loved taking in. I lay there just

wondering what she was doing there and I finally feel asleep to the sent of Buffy. I dreamt of her. Just like I always will,

and always have.

 

**************

Angel had decided to stay in town at the mansion as he thought about what he wanted next,

now he wanted Buffy and Cordelia. He didn’t want to go back to Los Angeles without telling

Buffy what he had come here today. He was confused, but had to go see her one-day. He

wasn’t much for talk so he just brooded in the mansion.

 

Buffy was still crying in her bed that night when Angel had arrived at the mansion. She lay

there just sobbing into the pillow with her ring back on; Buffy was hurt so many times by him,

but yet still loved him.

************

 

Tuesday afternoon around 8 o’clock the sun had already set….

 

Buffy:

I walked into the mansion I usually went there when I was upset and just lay in his sheets, smell his sent. Even though

he didn’t live there I kept a toothbrush, brush, a hand mirror, and some extra clothes. In one of his draws right next to a

leather duster he had left there and a red shirt. I sometimes stayed there after patrol, I felt safe there like he was there.

I needed his comfort, and the mansion gave me that. Even though he never said he loved me last night, I still loved him

and I know that somewhere deep inside of him he loved me as well.

 

I wanted him to be with me, but he wanted to be with Cordelia it was obvious he cared for me of course or else he wouldn’t’ t

have come to see me. But it felt in my heart that he didn’t, and I know that might not be true but last night when he just walked

 away from me that’s what I felt. I felt not good enough. He just went back to Los Angeles and Cordelia. Angel left me there crying.

 When I was younger and he was with me, he wouldn’t ’t have done that. He would’ve taken me in his arms and held me. I know it.

Or he would’ve just stayed with me or even whipped my tears. But he didn’t. He doesn’t know me, and I don’t know him.

 

He wasn’t the same person I grew to love all those years ago. Angel wasn’t the same Angel. He wasn’t the same sweet, gentle, loving,

cryptic man that I ounce feel in love with and still was till this day. But I still loved him nether the less. I think I will always loved him, my

 star crossed lover.

 

Thinking of Angel, the blonde slayer fell asleep to the sound of her hearts longing for Angel, her Angel.

 She dreamed of when they would be together.

 

Angel:

 

I walked out of the Sunnydale butchers shop were I had been a regular customer all those years ago. The main butcher, Mike,

still worked there and was happy enough to give me blood no questioned asked. The only thing hr asked was how Buffy was

because every time she came in there without me she was always distant through her thoughts. As he said that my heart

weakened for my love…. Buffy.

 

Even though my heart was aching and longing for Buffy, Cordelia was my matter at hand; I had never told her that I left

L.A. She was a probably worried sick about me being gone, or the most likely emotion she has right now is pure hatred for

Buffy. Cordy wasn’t as dumb as she used to be she had probably figured out that I had gone to Sunnydale to see Buffy. But

she probably hadn’t guessed it was to confront her about the prophecy because Cordelia didn’t even know yet.

 

The only one who knew was I. I was turning to Buffy first because she was the one who deserved to know about it, Cordy wasn’t.

Buffy had never fallen back in love, and waited for me. So my second love, Cordy would have to wait second. Just how she was

in my heart, second Buffy was the love of my life and always will be. But it seemed like she didn’t want to be with me, which is

until last night when I saw her tears when I told her I loved Cordy. If only I could’ve finished and told her. No wait, she would be

even more upset that I couldn’t be with her again, but not because of vampires or demons it was because of my heart.

 

As I walked towards the mansion all I could think about was Buffy and the look on her face last night, she looked like she was going

to die from a broken heart. And I don’t know why I reacted that way to what she told me. I just was over whelmed and let my pride

and confusion win over my heart. I don’t know what else I would’ve done though. I am so confused over my feelings for both Cordy

and Buffy.

 

I stepped into the mansion threshold and I felt something weird. Someone was either in the mansion or has been there lately,

a human I mean. I set the blood in the fridge and walked into the living room, no one had been there. Then I walked into the

bedroom and it hit me the minute I walked in there from the smell, it was Buffy. She smelled like sweet vanilla and strawberries.

Like a beautiful spring day, it was her own personal sent and plus her shampoo.

 

And sure enough as I walked towards my bed her figure was under the sheets. I never could wake her. It was the only time I had

seen Buffy smile in over three years. She looked at peace in my bed, so innocent. I have no idea why she was there, but it didn’t

bother me too much. Instead of waking her I gave into my emotions and lie with her. I took off my shoes and duster and crawled

under the sheets. I lie there and the temptation of waking her or holding her at least was too strong, I took her in my arms and

cuddled her in my arms. She fit perfectly. I knew when she woke up there would question and that we needed to talk, but for know

 I could just hold her.

 

This could be the last time I am ever this close to her. A tear trickled down my face with that thought. I loved her, and I knew that

she loved me. And finally this might be our chance to be together and I screwed it up by having ties with someone else. The last

thing I wanted to do was hurt Buffy, but there was Cordelia. I knew that Cordelia and I could make a great couple, but Buffy and I

fit and we made the best couple. We were true soul mates. Everyone saw that, even her and I, yet we did not give in because the

road was long. And to find love this strong was almost impossible. Even though every time she is close around me it feels as if my

loneliness disappeared, our hope was gone. I didn’t know if we would ever be together again, but I can at least pretend until she wakes…

 *****

Angel thought about what it would be like to be human and be with Buffy or Cordelia as he drifted

to sleep with Buffy in his arms.

 

******

 

Buffy:

 

 I stirred as I felt the sun rise…. I could sense it. As I was about to turn over I felt something surrounding me. Not a light or magic,

but something hard, solid, and cold. I panic at first, and then I saw it was arms. But who would hold me in there arms Spike? No too

muscular. Angel. That’s why I felt something when I woke, but I didn’t want to think it was he because it was just a dream I thought

in my head. But it wasn’t it was Angel, but why was he in bed with me? Is this a dream? What is going on? I thought he was in L.A.

 

Did he love me? I turned in his arms and he had a lopsided grin on his face. I took in his features, his strong jawbones, his eyelids,

and especially his peaceful grin one that I wanted to kiss right off. I did, I kiss his lips gently. I had no idea how he would react but

I couldn’t lose anything now. To my surprise he stirred and kissed right back. Not even opening his eyes. As if knowing it were me,

or maybe he thought that I was Cordelia. Maybe they slept together every night. Maybe I was just there at then wrong second.  

 

I broke the kiss with that sad thought and he opened his eyes gently. 

 

“Good morning beautiful,” he answered my question there he wasn’t expecting Cordelia. He was expecting me.  

“Hi,” I said wearily and he leaned down and kissed my head.  

 

“Did you sleep well, love…Buffy?” he stuttered over that, he loved with me.

 

 “In your arms I will always sleep well,” I said whole-heartedly. I saw his eyes grow with sadness as I said this. “Did I say something wrong?” 

 

“Nothing”

 

“That’s a something face, Angel,” I looked in squarely in the eye. He looked as if he were going to cry, there was no frustration in his

eyes like there was when he had left me when I was a senior. He looked at me with sadness and love in his eyes. It seems that he was

truly happy looking down at me. And to tell you the truth even the scene from two nights ago had happened I was happy.

 

“I love you, Buffy.” He said in a low, sweet voice.

 

 “What about Cordy….” He cut me off with a kiss.

 

 “She doesn’t matter, don’t you see why I came here?” he asked me leaning his forehead against mine.

 

Angel:

 

“To tell me you’re in love with Cordelia?” she said with a single tear falling down her cheek. I wiped it with my thumb and cupped

her checks so she looked at me straight.

 

“Never Buffy, I could never fall in love completely. I came to tell you I thought I was until I found out about my soul being permanent,

and” I saw her smile broadly and another tear slipped down her face, I smiled back and continued, “ there is a prophecy for me

becoming human one day. I know this sounds funny after all those years apart, but when Wesley found out all I could think of was

how I wanted to come to you and tell.” She cried in my arms. “Does this mean you’re happy?”

 

 “Of course, I love you and you love me, what happens next?”

 

“Well I was thinking we have some alone time just me and you,” I winked.

 

 “I like that plan,” she smiled.

 

“Then I have to tell everyone else including Cordelia who doesn’t know that I left,” I looked at her as she winced.

 

“Ouch…but we will worry about that later.” I smiled and bent my head to kiss her sweetly.

 

 The kiss grew more passionate and she put her hands around my face as I moved mine to her back to sit her up. She wrapped her

legs around my waist. Finally needing air she pulled away, but quickly looked into my eyes, panting heavily.

 

 “I love you, and I want you to make love to me,” she said with all the passion ever.

 

“Right now?” I asked shyly.

 

“Now, I need you now,” she said huskily.

 

I grabbed her and kissed her entwining my hands in her hair. My hands slipped down to her back and lifted the hem of her shirt upwards. B

reaking the kiss only for enough time to ripped her shirt from her head. She was in my arms kissing me tenderly.

 

She said, “Angel, I love you,”

 

“I love you too,”

 

As I kissed her shoulders she shivered. With that I covered her body with mine as she messed with the buttons of my shirt. She undid

each one precisely as I kissed her neck and shoulders. They tasted like honeysuckle, sweet and soft. She completed her task of taking

off my shirt and I pulled my arms away from her body still kissing her to takeoff the garment. After that she undid the clasp on my belt,

I didn’t hold back. She took off my black pants fully then leaving me clad in my emerald boxers.

 

Buffy:

 

I was lost in the ecstasy of happiness and he was lost inside me. It was perfect bliss.  The only thing I had ever wanted was mine, Angel.

He was mine and I was his, forever and always. I feel asleep soon after I had reached my peak in his arms while he stroked my hair gently.

I loved when he stroked my hair it soothed my thoughts and doubts about us. We were perfect in every single way for a moment in time.

 

Angel moved his fingers lower to move my bra off of me and it was soon on the floor. He reached around and cupped my petite, yet full breated.

This hands covered them in perfect unison like they were made for each other. His thumbs traced my nipple teasing it slowly. I shudder at the

sheer movments and my breast peaked with rock hard points. Hard with desire. Desire for the only man I had ever wanted.

 

"Angel." I sighed and leaned back into him.

 

The hands of my lover and soulmate sweeped down and rest on my hip bone. He paused for a a second, I guess to see if I would stop him.

But I did not and didn't want to. I took his hands and placed them on my mound to push him futher. His fingers slipped under the lace hem

and slipped them between my legs slowly while twisting me around to face him. His lips then slipped to mine in a sweet, soft, kiss. He removed

 his hand before going far and brought it to my face and the other hand guiding me to the bed and lying me down. He stared down at me with

 his mahongany eyes.

 

"So beautiful," he mumbled, "so fucking beautiful."

 

I blushed and  smiled lightly at me, his mouth left feathered kissed down my body and stopped at my breasts with a hand massaged one

and with his mouth attacked the other. It felt like heaven. The moisture between my legs grew. It was almost more than I could bear.

 

"God, Angel," I moaned and launched my chest into his face and hand as he moved to the other nipple. Licking and nipping like there was

no tomorrow. He pulled the skin ever so softly and I shook. "Oh God." I yelled.

 

"I love you so much," he mumbled and moved lower. He finally settled over my core licking the lips open gently. Lapping up my juices fiercely

like he would never again. This was the first time she had ever experienced this really.

 

"Uh..la..ummm..luu...Angeeeel, please, that...uhh..feelss...good..." I moaned trying to talk, but I think Angel knew I could hardly speak a word.

 With the licking on my folds and biting on my clit I couldn't control anything. I felt his tonuge slip lower circling my entry hole. God did that

feel good. He then took a finger pumping it in and out while keeping his mouth still under my folds desperatly waiting for me to come.

Another, and Another and Another finger slipt in till there was four. It hurt at first and I screamed in pain but Angel he know how to get me

to have pleasure.

 

"Love, Beautiful, my sweet sexy, Buffy. Just come for me, so beautiful when you do, more than ever, let me see you come for me, please.."

he groaned and with that he sucked on anything he could pumping his fingers in and outh. Until finally I came with a deep scream of his name.

 

"Looooooveeee..uh..huh..uhhh...Angelllll." I road his fingers and shook his hand and face.

 

"That's it my love." he smiled down at me which I saw through my partly closed lids.

 

He then slid into me. My body was on fire again. God did this feel so good. "Harder" he smiled at me and kissed my forehead. "Thankyou"

 I yelled as he slammed into me with more force. "Love you." The pounding didn't end. He slid in and out then slowed his pace trying to

make the feeling last. Making love to me. He was the only one that had ever done that and doing it only for the second time in my life

felt so good. I missed that feeling and thank God he was back.

 

I saw his eyes roll back in his head, "Ohh..uhh...Buu...ffffyy.." he moaned and then belowed. Growling he bit my neck possesivaly. Then

moved his fingers between us and I came automatically. I screamed and looked straight into his eyes and smiled so big. I could’ve have

orgasmed from that smile. It was so sweet. So loving. God I loved him so much. He came with that smile pushing his sweet seed inside of me.

 

"I love you more than anything could ever love anything on this damn Earth. I love you Angel, so much." I collapsed on him and smiled laying

my head on his chest.

 

He kissed my head, "Love you so much, my love, my devotion. Can't believe I ever left you. I'll never leave, again." He pulled my damp hair

behind my ear and said, "Sleep, love."

 

"Love you." I sighed before closing my already drooping lids.

 

 

With that both lovers fell asleep in sweet ectasy. In their mind the world could not due them wrong. But as we know things don't always turn

out as Buffy and Angel mean them to. Their love may prevale, but remember together they are stonge, but apart they are weak. Their love

is eternal and will last forever. With that note the lovers slept with love that neither of them will EVER forget.

 

 

 

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Warning: sorry a little angsty in the middle. I just wanted to give a heads up, but fluff is in it! promise!

CHAPTER 4: MORNING A GLOW

 

Angel:

 

This time around I woke up first, before my love. I looked down at her sleeping form and watched her sleep peacefully in my arms. I stroked

her scalp once again because I know how much she liked the feeling; even though we needed to talk I didn’t wake her. There would be time

for that later tonight when I could go places with her.  It was mid afternoon right about known from what I could tell. I did not have clocks in

the mansion- I would I have to fix this place up if I am going to stay-- if she wants me to stay.

 

I watched her chest go in and out under the covers and I took an unnecessary breath making her shiver. I pulled her body father into mine

and held her bringing the covers over her. She sighed unconsciously as I held her and stroked her hair. She stirred in my arms suddenly. She

looked over to the other side of the bed were I had been lying before. I felt her tense, I suppose that she didn’t know that I was here and she

was panic stricken about me not being on that side.

 

“Angel?” she cried.

 

“I’m here,” she turned around and looked at me lying in his arms.

 

“Morning,”she greeted.

 

“I think its afternoon, but good morning to you too,” I retourted.

 

“Sleep well?”She pondered with that sexy sleepy smile.

 

“Yes of course being with you I always will. I’ve been awake for an hour.” I replied to her question.

 

“Why didn’t you wake me?” Of course she wondered that. I should've known.

 

“Couldn’t, never could,” She smiled broadly up at me.

 

“Why were you staring at me anyways? I know I looked all messed up.” She laughed and worried at the same exact time.

 

“You look fine, not fine beautiful, Buffy,” I touched her cheek with my fore finger.

 

“But you don’t count,” she smirked as I ran my hand over her back since she was still sitting up.

 

“Who else is going to see you my sweet?” I said in a low tone, lifting my self-up to kiss her shoulder and lowing I back down. 

 

“MMMmmmhhh… Your right,” she gave in and sighed. She lay back down next to me and hugged me. I kissed her tenderly.

“I’ m kind of hungry,” she sighed and looked up at me.

 

“I don’t think I have food,” I stated sadly.

“Only plasma in the fridge?” she giggled at me.

I nodded yes in reply as I laughed.

“Well that’s okay no adventure is two big for Super Angel and Wonder Buffy,” she exclaimed sarcastically.

“Daylight,” I moaned sadly as I kissed the bottom of her spine. I guess she felt me frown because she snapped her head around to

look at me. She nestled into my chest. I thought of everything I couldn’t give her and the life she deserved better than me, to be in the

sunlight. How I wished she would accept me for the animal I am.

“Stop thinking Angel; don’t think you’re not good enough for me because you are. You deserve more than me even because you choose

to help people for your own free will I was the one that was chosen. You are the one thing that I love in this world, and I thank you for

everything you given me, from sadness, to worry to eternal happiness,” tears welled in her eyes. “ You are the one that should forgive

me for me being so mean to you over the past four years and not understanding that you loved me. I had so much resentment for all

those years. When I was sad I would think of that night sitting down on the pear when you gave me the claddagh and you smiled at me.

I think of your smile and my world lights up. When you smile my life makes sense. I was put on this earth to help people and love you

and only you. I’ve been way too stupid over the years and I couldn’t see that you were the one. I’m sorry,” she said a tear slipped down

her face, “It’s all my fault, I’m sorry.”

 

I was stricken by her thoughts; I cupped her face and looked down at her, “is that what you truly think, this is your fault?”

She nodded and just cried as I wiped the tears from her cheeks.

 

“It’s not, it never was, it was not my fault either, it’s was no ones fault. Things just happen. Do you understand me? I love you I always will.

 Nothing can change that not the sorrow or the misery and especially not the happiness. We can be almost like a real couple now. No more

doubts, no more fears, only forgiveness and happiness. We will be together, I promise you. The only thing we have to worry about now is

telling everyone and getting food.” I smirked trying to lighten my tone even though emotions were built inside me.

 

“I have a better idea! I’ll take a shower and get all dressed and then we will talk, and then it will be nightfall. Patrolling and food for me…us!”

 she cheered and sat up.

 

“You have stuff here?” I questioned.

 

“Um… ya!” she smirked grabbing the sheet and ran to the dresser, “Burr… its cold maybe we should think about heating.”

 

“Or I could be your heater,” I smirked and jogged to her rapping my arms around her.

 

That would work if you were warm or maybe you weren’t all naked,” she joked.

 

“You don’t like me like this?” I smiled.

 

“I like you anyways, sunny side up, dressed or naked, doesn’t matter. All works for me.” she giggled.

 

“Well how about you just go take a shower now,” I smiled and hit her butt as she grabbed her shampoo, conditioner and towel.

“That works, I’ll miss you,” she blew me a kiss and walked on.

 

“Same,” I set my blanket on the bed and made it. I cleaned her stuff off the floor and mine as well. I smirked as I did this- I couldn’t clean

them, what was I going to wear? Forget that now I was going to shower with her.

 

I stepped in the bathroom the water was running and she had no idea that I was in there. I climbed into the shower/bath and grabbed her.

She screamed and then turned around and giggled. She tried to look annoyed, but failed miserably.

 

“You scared the crap out of me Angel!” she punched me.

 

“What not happy to see me?” He stated bluntly.

 

“I’m always happy to see you,” she giggled in to my mouth as I bent down and kissed her.

 

“Okay how about I wash your hair?” I smiled down at the petite blonde in my arms.

 

“Shampoo please,” I asked. She bent down to get it I admired her back muscles as they stretched out. She looked incredible.

She handed me the shampoo bottle and I squeezed some of the blue goo in my hand. I massaged it into her hair and she moaned.

I knew she loved when I played with her hair on her head and I had never done this to someone else. Hearing her moan made me smile.

I finished my deed. “Alright, wash it out and conditioner then,” I watched her wash It out. It amazed me how she had grown in these last

 few years. Last night she seemed so sad, but today with me she had smiled more than I have seen her smile in the last couple of years

when I had come to help her or watch over her. Maybe I truly did make her happy. Suddenly she handed me the conditioner I think she

was ready for another time of me to wash her hair. “Okay, wash it out again.” She did that too and then she turned around and looked

at me ready to wash my hair.

 

“Wait I am not done,” I protested. She looked puzzled at me. But then when I grabbed her washcloth and smothered it with soap she

understood. She had to be completely cleaned. Head to toe. I washed her shoulders with the washcloth. I let the washcloth drop and

used my hands; I stopped for a second to see if she would protest, she didn’t. I proceeded. I moved my hands down to her stomach

and rubbed in clean I moved back up to her neck slowly brushing over the scar I had left. I finished and she turned around in

excitement to do me now.

 

Buffy:

 

I took the shampoo in my hand and reached up and massaged the soap in his hair. He was much taller than I, so I had to stand

on my tipsy-toes. It was hard, but I finished. “Wash mister,” I said hitting him on the butt like he did to me before. He did I

watched his back muscles as he moved his hands up to his hair, he was amazing still. He had stayed in shape all those years.

“Okay, body wash time!” I exclaimed over the hot water running. I took the washcloth and covered his shoulder with it letting

the soap seep down ward. I scrubbed his back with my fingers. Coming back up to his shoulders, I massaged his traps with my

palms and kissed his back. I finished my job and he turned back around to wash off.

 

“All done!” he said, and turned the water off. He looked at me and then the towel, “only one,” he said, “we’ll share.” He stepped

out of the bath/shower and dried him self off. “Your turn,” I jumped out and dried the towel. He took it back from me and wrapped

it around his butt.

 

“What about me?”I pouted.

 

“I couldn’t forget you love,” he picked me and I wrapped my legs around his waste. His hands slid around my back with the towel

and he carried me over to the bed. I got up and got my clothes from the dresser tossing him a red button up shirt.

 

“There you go, got a duster in there too, but no pants,” I smirked and put on my underwear, “Guess we have to go shopping for more

than one thing.” I giggled and finished putting on my clothes, black jeans and a white plain tee shirt.

 

“Ya, well we got an hour until sunset, how about I drink my ‘plasma’ and make a fire since your cold and we can call Giles and tell him

we need to meet and talk.”

 

“Good plan, now get dressed and I’ll go fix you some plasma. Hot or cold?” I wondered.

 

“Hot, taste better.” he said gratefully.

 

“Coming up I’ll go and make some for you.” I sank out of the room.

 

Angel:

 

“Thanks.” I watched her walk out of the room, I loved her, but yet I think I should go. The power inside of me is telling me I need to

be in L.A. working my problems out. She walked back in the room at that second; I cut my sad thoughts off and stared at her lovingly.

 

“Here you go,” she smiled and walked into the living room where there was a leather couch and recliner.

 

 “Do you want me to start a fire since you are cold?” I asked sipping some blood from the mug.

 

“That would be great,” she smiled and was kind of distant as she sat on the couch. I grabbed the small fluffy blanket from the closet

and pulled it over her. I kissed her on the head and she curled up in it. I placed some longs in the fireplace and lighted it with the lighter.

 Soon the fire had become a roaring fire. I sat down next to her on the couch and set my glass down on the table. The next thing I knew

 she was sitting in my lap cuddling with me and she was about to go right back to sleep in my arms when I had to suggest something.

 

“We should call Giles and tell him to call everyone and for them to meet us at your house at how bout eight?”

 

“MMkk,” she sighed laying her head back on my shoulder and resting, she was obviously tired from lat night. I was proud that I

could tire her out.

 

I dialed the number at Giles I heard two rings and then came, “Hello?” It was Giles.

 

“Hello Giles, it’s Angel, I wanted to tell you that I am in town and Buffy is at the mansion with me discussing things, so

no need to worry about her. Well she wanted me to call you and say that we want all of the ‘Scooby Gang’ to meet at Buffy’s

tonight at eight. Is that fine with you?”

 

“Yes, um, that will be fine, is everything alright then?”he mumbled.

 

“Everything is fine; we just need to talk with you guys if that is alright?” I plotted.

 

“Fine with me, I’ll call the others.” the English male stated.

 

“Thank you. Good bye Giles.” I said with a grough.

 

“Um Angel?” The Brit stopped me before I got off the phone.

 

“Hmm?”I stated.

 

“Take care of her for me.” the older man told him with a fatherly tone.

 

“I will good bye.” I smiled at the old man's tone.

 

“Bye.” I hung up the phone soon after Giles did and looked down at Buffy she was now staring at me.

 

“Giles going into ‘over-protective-dad’ mode?” she asked and scrunched her nose.

 

“Yup, pretty much, but that’s all right he said that he would meet us there with everyone at eight. So we have an hour until

sunset and four hours until we have to be at your house.”

 

“Alright,”she sighed.

 

“What do you want to do in the mean time?” I winked at her suggestively knowing that she still couldn’t see me.

 

“I’m tired Angel, just let me sleep then we will go get you some pants, and me some food, then we’ll go to my house.”

She said and kissed me tenderly on the lips, “Ewe, you taste like raw pig,” she giggled.

 

“You taste like peppermint,” I laughed.

 

“The wonder of toothpaste, try it sometime. ” She yawned and set her head back on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms

 around her possessively. I kissed her head lightly.

 

“Good night,” she smiled in my arms and fell asleep contently.

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CHAPTER 5: SPILL

 

Buffy’s house at 8pm.

Angel:

 

Buffy sat in my lap on the couch, she held my hand for support and I caressed it slowly with my thumb. She was nervous because

she didn’t know how her friends would react to them being together.  They would all be here any minute now and I could tell Buffy was

 fighting back tears. My face showed no emotion, I just sat there with my forehead on hers, caressing her hand slowly trying to prevent

 the tears before they came. We hadn’t spoke for about a half and hour, we just sat there.  Finally she was the first one to speak.

 

“I love you, Angel, no matter what happens tonight,” she smiled for the first time.

 

“I love you too, Buffy. Nothing that happens here can change how I feel about you, nothing will ever change that, understand?” I said slowly

 bringing my opposite hand from her hip to her face cupping it and kissing her gently.

 

“What the hell is Dead Boy doing kissing Buffy?” Xander walked in and screamed sarcastically.

 

When I took my eyes off of Buffy I saw Willow, Xander, Giles, and Anya staring at us with gaping mouths. I encouraged Buffy to speak when

she said nothing by looking back at her and nodding.

 

She just looked at me, then spoke, “Um, guys, this is what Angel and I wanted you to meet us here for, we are back together.”

 

“Why don’t you guys sit down, and I’ll get Dawn,” Buffy gestured toward the couch and jogged up the stairs.

 

“Dead Boy, I swear if you hurt her I will kill your already dead butt,” Xander mocked me.

 

“Xander do calm down,” Giles said rather calmly, just like he always did in his British tone of voice.

 

Xander sat back down at Giles commented and just gave me a stern glance, until Buffy came in the room nervously smiling and playing with

her hands. I loved the way she always did that; so calm and collected she tried to be; yet she never was. But I loved her for it. She came in

and smiled at me and then took a seat next to me. She sat thigh-to-thigh with me and grabbed my hand so tight that if I were not a vampire

 I wouldn’t have been able to not scream. She was scared, and that was not a good sign because Buffy was usually never scared. I looked over

at her and her eyes were filled with pain, something was wrong, and it was her fear. I looked at her and just gave her hand a little squeeze to

sign to her that it would turn out all right. I looked back to the crowd as Dawn joined them.

 

“Well, Angel and I have decided to get back together,” Buffy gleamed.

 

Just then the door opened and shut. When I looked over my grand-childe, Spike, grimaced at Buffy and myself. “Well, bloody hell, Slayer,

its true,” I looked at him questionably.  “Oh get off it Peaches, I heard from my buddies down at poker that you and the Slayer have been

shagging it up in that bloody mansion of yours,” he barked and smirked at the same time.

 

“What?!? Buffy, DEAD BOY?!? You slept together? WHAT? Your Angelus and SOMETHING is wrong with you BUFF! Are you going to let him kill us?

What are you thinking, Willow get the curse, and Giles get some stakes, and BUFF, get away from Angel. Am I not seeing something here

because you are sitting in the loving company of ANGELUS!” he screamed and panicked.

 

“Oh sod off Xander, for Christ sakes, my bloody sire is not here at this very moment, its just Poof over there,” Spike exclaimed.

 

“Thank you Spike…. I think,” Buffy added.

 

“Xander, Spike is right, keep your mouth shut until we find out what Buffy and Angel are up to,” Dawn corrected Xander glaring at him.

 

“Thank you Dawnie,” Angel commented.

 

“Okay you guys umm…well,” the blushing girl stammered next to me.

 

That was my cue to chime in, “I have my soul restored, okay, so don’t worry,”

 

“How are we supposed to trust you?” Xander smirked.

 

“Are you still alive?” I asked.

 

“Ya, the word, ‘duh’ is coming in mind,” Xander said sarcastically.

 

“Well, if lost my soul every single one of you would be dead by now, and your not. So I have a soul, Xander,” I narrowed my eyes in anger at him.

 

“Angel, how was your soul restored?” Giles asked in a concerned tone.

 

“Wesley, actually found a ritual. It was a prophecy that tipped him off. He found that my soul has been safe for quite some time now, ever since

Willow did the spell,” I answered.

 

“How did you find this out?” Giles still asking me questionably.

 

“Well, there was the spell that Jenny…ermp …. Willow had and he was reading over it. It restored my soul and protected it from the curse of

one true moment of happiness. Therefore, I can not lose my soul,” I sighed in relief that the chat was finished.

 

“What about the prophecy you mentioned before?” He was asking too many questions.

 

“This prophecy speaks of one day that a souled vampire will earn redemption. Since I am the one of the only souled vampires I figured

it was about me,” I answered.

 

“Yes, very well Angel. Do you think that I could see the book that you found this prophecy?” the British, ex-watcher inquired.

 

“Of course, when I go back to L.A. I’ll get Fred to dig it up for me, along with an other prophecy that I was about to mention,” I paused as

I felt all the eyes in the room switch to my face. “There is this prophecy that speaks of the coming of the ‘First’. It says that the ‘First Evil’

will try to take over the world.”

 

“Oh just great! Another big bad” Buffy exclaimed.

 

“Another one that wants to take over the world. Don’t these baddies ever get a new plan than taking over the world? I mean the most original was

sucking the world into Hell by…” Xander stopped full sentence I knew what was coming out of his mouth…Angelus… “Opps sorry dead boy didn’t mean

to drag up old past.”

 

I truly couldn’t believe that Xander was apologizing to me. I think the boy must have been growing up to actually apologize to me…his worse enemy.

 

“Well, than very well Angel, do you have any idea when you will be going back to L.A. to get these prophecies?” Giles questioned.

 

“Yeah Dead Boy, when are you out of our lives for good…again, hopefully,” Xander jumped up in excitement.

 

I stole a glance at Buffy and her face was hard and eyes were cold. I could tell that she hadn’t thought about me leaving her even if it was only for a

short time. I couldn’t blame her, but I had thought it all night. I still hadn’t come up with an answer to that question but I guess now I will have to

say something.

 

“Well, I was actually thinking of at least going to get the prophecy and talk to the L.A. gang. But I truly do not know what they will say about Buffy

and my self’s relationship. Sop therefore when I get to L.A. and talk to everyone I will decide the duration of the trip when I get there and talk to

them,” I said to the Sunnydale group that sat in front of me and half of it directed to my love next to me.

 

“In other words the Poof over there hasn’t talked to Fluffy yet because they were too busy basking in the happiness and good shit like that.” Spike

 said with a playful smirk on his face.

 

“Spike! Dawns in the room for heavens sake,” Buffy bit at the vampire.

 

“BUFFY! I’m not a kid anymore! I know about stuff like that. Especially Angel and you stuff!” Dawn spat back.

 

“And how would that be bit?” Spike sat down next to her and put an arm around her in question.

 

“Spike! Ewe… Stop it!” Dawn screamed and hit him playfully. Everyone laughed at there fun.

 

I could see something happening with these two. They were kind of cute together in an odd way. But I could see my grandchild and Dawnie

becoming a couple for an odd reason.

 

“You guys are such losers,” Xander laughed out.

 

“Oh sod off Harris!” Spike growled.

 

Buffy and I just sat there laughing at the pair. Personally I was glad that the eyes were off of us for the moment and they were put on the

 blossoming teenager and vampire. It was a great relief; I never liked to be the center of attention.

 

“So what are you and Peaches doing tonight, Fluffy?” Spike asked the petite Slayer beside me.

 

“Of course your gonna do romanticy stuff and lots of smoochies and staying up late, right?” Willow asked rather excitedly.

 

“Actually I planned on hanging with you guys here and the ‘smoochies’ will come after, Will,” Buffy giggled and her face turned red. If the

blood actually moved through my body then it would be all in my face because that was deathly embarrassing.

 

“Oh, fun night with the Buffsters!” Xander shouted.

 

“Don’t forget Peaches, Harris,” Spike added in and ruined Xander’s fantasy.

 

“Oh common you guys! It will be like old times…the core of the Scoobies,” Dawn said.

 

“Plus Spike,” Giles chimed in.

 

“Plus Spikey… we can watch the horror monster movies that aren’t scary and eat popcorn,” the young teen exclaimed.

 

“Dawnies right you guys. We’ll have a good time,” Willow added in to the madness.

 

“That sounds like a plan, lets head to the video store now,” Buffy said

 

 

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED….

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Rejoining Paths Chapter 6:  A simple Night in Sunnydale….That’s not so simple

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Authors Note: These chapters is fairly happy-go-lucky…and trust me that is not me, but I’m getting to

the good stuff as soon as possible, just keep reading and it will get less fluffy and more angst filled.

Sexual intercourse implied. Major character bashing not telling who though, but it’s by Angel and the

 person truly deserves it. Thank you so much! –Nicole

 

“Alright!” Xander said and rubbed his hands together in excitement.

 

“I think I will just head home and you kids have fun,” Giles said and got up while getting ready to say ado to everyone,

when he was rudely interrupted.

 

“But G-man! You gotta stay, you’re a Scooby too!” Xander yelled.

 

“Xander I’ve told you told you time and time again not to call me that,” Spike smirked at the English-men’s angry tone of voice. “In fact I

would love to spend time you all, but I must say I am very tired. I would also like to start some research on the two prophecies that you,

Angel, brought up tonight,” he said.

 

“Very well, bye than Rupert. Have some good old fashioned fun tonight with some books, old man,” Spike commented as he stood up and

patted Giles on his back.

 

“Bye G-man!” Xander said rather obnoxiously.

 

Giles just gave him the “death-glare” to Xander and turned to Buffy. “Good-bye dear girl, I’ll speak to you in the morning and don’t

have too much fun, Buffy.” He put his arms around her and hugged her in a fatherly way.

 

“Bye, Giles. Tell me if you find anything and I’ll see you tomorrow,” my beloved said to the Brit lightly.

 

Giles paid his goodbyes to everyone else and left.

 

“So who’s driving to the movies?” Dawn asked.

 

“That would be me, Dawnie,” Xander paused and stood, “Everyone to the Yukon.”

 

“Oh, let’s go already,” Willow said impatiently.

 

We all headed to the large green SUV and sat in our respective spots; Buffy and I in the back, Dawn and Spike

in the middle, while Xander and Willow sat in the front seats. We drove to Blockbuster in a good twenty minute ride.

When we got there the six of us piled out of the car and into the store. Inside the place there were two teenage girls

inside and they kept staring at me with open eyes. I hated when people stared at me, but I especially hated when

teenage girls starred at me, they had no idea that I could have been older than there whole family, not a 29 year

old like I looked like.

 

I think Buffy saw the girls as well because the next thing I new she was engrossed at looking at the movies anymore,

instead her body was plastered to my chest and saying, “I’m cold, baby, hold me,” with a snuggle in my chest she rested

her head on my shoulder. I took off my leather duster slowly and put it on her shoulders. I kissed the top of her head and

wrapped my arms around her.

 

Buffy:

 

The two teenage girls, that couldn’t have been older than Dawn, glared at me as I stood on my tip-toes and kissed

Angel on the lips.

 

“I love you,” I said to Angel.

 

“I love you too, Buffy,” and he kissed my forehead again.

 

At the exact moment Spike yelled at us, “Oh common Fluffy and Peaches get a room!”

 

I head Dawn giggle and saw that spike had him arm around her and was whispering in her air. I wonder what was going on

with him. I don’t think I wanted Dawn and Spike together, but I don’t think I was the one to tell her that she had to stay away

 from the souled vampire because I had been in love with one for six years of my life. But I guess I just had to see where this

 was going to with them and warn Spike to not hurt my baby sister.

 

Xander ran up to us and interrupted my deep thoughts, “How about these flicks, Buffsters?”

 

I looked at the movies it was “Halloween H2O” and “Nightmare on Elm Street”. I loved those movies.

 

“Yea those are good, Xand.” I replied to my best friend.

 

Dawn walked up to join the conversation with Willow and Spike. “Oh! Josh Hartnett and Freddy….one really hot guy and

one super killer…..well killer!”

 

“I know, Dawnie! This is going to be awesome!” I said to her with a smile not ever looking at her instead smiling

into Angel’s chest.

 

We got the movies and all headed back to the car. Suddenly Angel scooped me up in his arms and lifted me into

the back seat of the Yukon.

 

“Mine…” he growled so only I could’ve heard him. It was almost a purr.

 

“That’s right baby,” I whispered, “All for you, forever and always.”

 

He stroked my scar and I shuddered, my arousal grew almost one-hundred percent more than before. I nibbled

on his ear. He put his lips on mine and kissed them softly. Soon he wanted more and licked them open. His tongue explored

my mouth and they dueled fiercely. His blunt teeth bit my tongue and suckled in dry when he broke the skin. He licked the

wounds in a sweet, sensitive way. I felt him change into his game face and I stroked the ridge now placed between his eyes.

He growled rather loudly, I am sure Spike heard, but I was thankful he didn’t say anything. I broke the kiss in need of breath

 and his mouth made his way down my neck. His sharp fangs scrapped the scar on my neck and I moaned and startled his

hips. I slowly ground my hips into his cock and I could feel it erect and sticking into my crotch. If we weren’t in the car with

my baby sister than I might have gone father, but the car soon stopped and pouted.

 

“Common lust Bunnies,” Spike said and smirked at us. Angel picked me up.

 

“Why are you carrying me?” I whispered.

 

The only answer I got from Angel was a nod down to his dick and I got it. I laughed and he just glared at me.

 

“I’m sorry Angel, I didn’t mean to do that to you,” I said.

 

“I love you for it.” He said and kissed her cheek.

 

He carried me to the house and dropped me at the steps as Dawn turned to us, “I’m gonna go put on my pajamas

before we watch the movies, okay?”

 

“Sure me too,” Willow added and headed up the stairs with Dawn.

 

“Yeah I think that’s my cue too, boys. Don’t have too much fun without me,” I said and kissed Angel on the cheek, out of the corner of

my eye I saw Spike roll his eyes.

 

I walked to my room and searched through my draws for the perfect outfit to go down stairs on. I finally decided on a pair of silk shorts

and a low-cut pink tank-top along with it. I threw my hair up in a ponytail. I walked down the stairs and saw that Angel’s clothes were discarded

on the floor. Does that mean he’s naked? Not that I mind or anything, but my sister and best friend are here and I don’t think I want them to see that because that is only something I can see.

 

I walked in the living room and saw my Angel sitting on the chair with black sweatpants and a white cotton top. “Where’d you get the clothes?”

 

“We bought them today at the store and I went to the car to get them while you were upstairs. You look good, Buff,” he said in a cool,

calm voice as I sat in his lap and kissed his cheek.

 

“You don’t look so b ad yourself,” I added and kissed him once again, but this time on his lips.

Just then Dawn walked down the steps in tight yellow cotton pants and a very low cut tank-top, lower cut than mine. Willow followed her with

 plaid pants and a long-sleeved blue shirt.

 

“Hey Bit, you look nice,” Spike said as the young teen sat next to him along with Xander and Willow.

 

“Thanks Spikey,” She replied and put her arm around the peroxide vampire.

 

Willow piped up then, “Anyone wants pop-corn and hot-chocolate guys?”

 

“Only if we have the itty-bitty marshmallows!” Spike screamed.

 

“We do, so I’ll start on the yummy goodness,” Willow retorted and walked into the kitchen, disappearing.

 

“Pop in the movies Buff, you are the closest,” Xander said and tossed me the movie.

 

I put “Nightmare on Elm Street” and sat back down on Angel’s lap. Unknowingly I took Angel’s string on his sweatpants and

twirled it with my fingers and played with it slowly. After I got my hot-chocolate and finished the movie, Xander popped in the

“Halloween H2O” in the VCR.

 

“Buffy, could you please stop?” Angel hissed to me softly, but sharply with anger.

 

I had no idea what the hell he was talking about until I looked down and saw that there was a huge bump that stuck out

of his black pants. I looked into his chocolate eyes that were full of sexual frustration and love and then to the bulged

in his pants again. I slipped my small hand into his pants and the length of his hardness was longer than my hand. I ran my nails

 up and down his shaft. I squeezed it and ran my hand up and down his penis until he growled and bit my ear to stop from screaming.

“Did you like that, baby?” I asked.

 

“Yessss,” he hissed, but not now, honey, you need to stop before I come in front of all of your friends,” he purred into my ear and

licked it.

 

“Alright, but we will continue this later, baby,” I said.

 

He took my hand from cock and kissed it before placing it on his chest. The phone rang suddenly and Xander jumped

five feet in the air with freight from the movie because it was at the point were Michael Myers was chasing Jamie Lee Curtis through the school.

 

“I’LL GET IT!” he shouted as he walked to the phone. “Hello?...Yea he’s here…Alright I’ll get him keep your pants on, bitch,” he breathed

and said, “Angel! It’s for you!”

 

Angel moved me off my lap and I gave his hand a squeezed his hands while kissing it. Angel kissed my head and I said, “Be strong.”

 

He then walked away from me.

 

Angel:

“Good luck man,” Xander said and patted me on the back.

 

“Thanks,” I said and took the phone from the boy, “Hello?”

 

“ANGEL?!?!?!?!?!?!” a women I knew as Cordelia screamed into the phone.

 

“Yeah, it’s me Cordelia,”

 

“What do you think you are doing in SunnyHell, with her?”

 

“Her name is Buffy and I think we both know damn right why I am here.”

 

“Good *sigh* you put that bitch in her place, now you can come home to me Angelcakes and I can give you what you really

need, me and a good ride.”

 

I growled loudly and angrily and everyone in the room starred at me. “Cordelia, she’s not a bitch and I don’t have to put her in

her place because she already knows her place…”

 

She interrupted me, “Wow she’s gotten that smart since we left and she knows that you are mine and not hers?”

 

“First of all I am no ones but I am defiantly not yours! If anyone I am Buffy’s. She knows her place as my mate! As I was

 trying to say before you and your big mouth interrupted me, thank you!” I yelled in the phone.

 

“Well at least I know how you feel you bastard! I can’t believe you! You broke me! We were soul mates and you do not know

 how big of a mistake you are making, Angel! Payback is coming, and it’s a bitch. You and your whore will pay for this pain, I

swear if it’s the last thing I do.”

 

“First of all you being my fucking soul mate is fucking bullshit, bitch! Buffy is my soul mate and will always be that, she is the

only person who openly let me feed off her and still live and love me for me, even Angelus she loved. And you are the whore

because you cannot accept all of me you even told me yourself! I can’t believe you could think that you are my mate! That is

the biggest loud of crap I have ever heard! And as for your payback, Cordelia if you even attempt to lay a hand on Buffy I

will personally snap your neck, and I am not lying.” I growled and hung up the phone.

 

I ran to Buffy and said, “Mine, no will ever touch me, but you. No one! You here me, NO ONE,” and I started to switch uncontrollably.

 

 

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Rejoining Paths Chapter 7: Big News

 

Buffy:

 

“Angel, baby whats wrong with you?”

 

“No one threatens my wife,’ he snapped at me

 

“Who is your wife? WHAT?”

 

“You…”              

                                                                                                  

“I think we need to talk,”

 

“Its that ring on your finger look at it, Buffy! Did you ever figure it out that that is a wedding band,”

 

“WHAT? Why did you never tell me?”

 

“I guess it was just never important understand? Your mine you will always be mine, anyone else who has ever touched you

or even think aobut touching you should be put to death because you are my mate..”

 

I just looked at him oddly, what was wrong with him? Suddenly he went all scarred Angelus.

 

“Angel, man maybe you should go take a rest, you don’t look so good,” Xander said an walked over to Angel and myself.

 

“Sit down boy!” he almost bellowed.

 

I just looked at him in shock. I wiggled over to him and whispered into his ears, “Angel, baby, you know I’m yours

Xander will never comare to you. No one will come between us not even any guy that I’ve been with or Cordelia, I

promise you that you and I will be together till the day that I die.”

 

“That day I will die after you,”

 

“Angel, lets go up stairs I think you need to rest,”

 

“Buffy….I don’t understand what’s going on something inside me is tearing me apart, help me please,” he cried and furrowed

his brow and sat it on my shoulder.

 

 

“Its all right sweetheart, I promise we will get through this, we’ll go rest and I’ll get you some blood. I love you,”

 

His only response to me was that he wrapped his arms around my waist. I then stood up with him by my side. We slowly walked up the stairs.

Once we got up to my room I laid him down on the bed and closed the curtains and said, “I’ll go get some blood from the butchers

and I’ll be right back.”

 

I kissed him on the hand and got ready to leave as his hand caught my arm. “Don’t leave me, please, I need you.” He pleaded with

dark eyes that were hazed over.

 

“Of course I will, let me tell Willow to get you some blood from the butchers and I will be back in one second, baby.” I said and kissed his hand.

 

I walked out of my room and into the hallway and took a deep breath. What was going on with him? First he was acting like

Angelus then he just goes to totally helpless… I mean I didn’t need that, my period was late, Angel was acting all wacky. What

happens next? I walked down the hall and down the stairs, “Willow can I talk to you?”

 

“Yeah?” the red-haired-witch answered me.

 

“Will, I’m sorry, but will you run to the butchers and pick up blood for Angel? He wants me to stay with him tonight.”

 

“Sure thing Buff, as long as he gets better its fine,”

 

“Thank you so much Will, you’re the best friend a girl can have,” I smiled as much as I could and turned around.

 

“Angel?” I asked him, but he was obviously he was asleep.

 

 Not knowing if what I should do I just lay down on the bed a little far from him, but I knew exactly what I wanted when he

took me in his arms and whispered, “Lover,” and purred into my ear.

 

Angel was going in and out of Angelus mode and I had no idea what was going on, but I was going to be there for him. Maybe he

knew something was wrong with me or maybe there was some kind of spell or something like that, I truly don’t know. I just wish that he

was better especially if I am pregnant…and I might be, but how? I know the baby is Angel’s I can feel it. All I know is I don’t truly want to

tell him, I am scared of his reactions. I know if it is his and the baby is healthy he will love it because Angel will be the best father a child

could ever have. But then what if he is like my father, I don’t think I could live like that. I need to talk to him, but I am nervous. What if

he runs off? What if he leaves myself in the baby, I don’t think I could live with that, my baby needs a father.

 

As if he knew what I was thinking he tightened his arms around me and kissed my forehead. How did he always know how to make me

feel good and like I was his forever? At that point I thought of the scar on my neck and the ring on my finger…I guess I was really his,

his mate, and his wife.

 

**

 

About three hours later…. 2 am….

 

I woke up with a start and I didn’t really remember what had happened the night before, I just felt sick. I felt arms

around me and shifted to see that he was starring at me.

 

“Morning,” I grumbled.

 

“Good morning Buffy, how are you feeling?” he asked and kissed me on the head.

 

“Peachy, you?”

 

“Nice because you’re here,” he said and stroked my cheek.

 

I really thought that I was going to barf.

 

“I think I need to go to the bathroom,” I moaned and ran out of his arms and to the bathroom. I stood over the toilet and all

the popcorn that I had ate that night it just came up. The next thing I knew Angel was behind me holding my hair back and rubbing my back.

 

“Shhh..” he whispered to me as his cool voice soothed my lunging stomach.

 

I was finished heaving and went to the sink and washed my face along with brushing my teeth.

 

“Guess your not so peachy?” he chuckled and kissed my hair.

 

“Yeah your right I guess,” I giggled and laid my head on his chest.

 

“I love you,” he said sweetly.

 

“I love you too, Hun,” I kissed his chest because I was too weak to kiss his lips.

 

“Buffy, I think we need to talk.”

 

“Yeah,” I groaned.

 

“You wanna go back to the bedroom and talk?”

 

“Oh, bedroom,” I got excited and smiled.

 

“Nope, not that kind and not in this house, but we’ll go sit and chat because anyways I don’t think you can stand,” He guessed.

 

“Yea I can,” I walked away from him and I would’ve fell straight into the toilet if Angel wouldn’t have caught me in his

arms and brought me to his chest again.

 

“No, I don’t think you can, instead I can just sit with you, baby,” I said lightly.

 

The next thing I knew he picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me on the bed and kissed me

passionately. He lay his hand on my stomach, I think he knew I was pregnant, but I didn’t want to talk about it until

we spoke about being married.

 

“Angel, before I tell you what I have to tell you, I would like to talk about what you said earlier to me,” I said shyly.

 

“Yeah, Buffy I’m genuinely am sorry that I hadn’t told you about us being married, I mean it’s not official. But in my

country, before I was turned into Angelus it was a commitment ring. In Ireland we would be legally married. So in my

heart you are my wife,” he kissed my ring on my finger.

 

“Are you saying that we have been married technically for five years?” I asked warily.

 

“Yeah, I’m sorry Buffy. I have betrayed my wife.” He sighed.

 

“ANGEL! Never be upset about that you know how happy I am that we are married? I couldn’t be more happy with you than

I am right now,” I hoped in his lap and straddled his pelvis. I kissed him softly and he returned the favor by kissing me on

the tip of my nose.

 

“I know I am so happy, I can’t believe that things could be better,” he smiled at me. It was the simple smile that I missed

 and that I haven’t seen in a long time.

 

But I was life came back to me in halt when I thought of what I had to tell him right now, I had to tell him I was pregnant

and I thought it was his baby. “I don’t think you going to be very happen with the next thing I am telling you.”

 

He looked at me with the greatest worry I had ever seen on his face. “Your not hurt are you?”

 

“No I am fine I think, but I think that…I’m well…umm,”

 

“What?!?!” he yelled and took my face in his hands and set my fore-head on his.

 

“Whatever it is I will love you despite of it.”

 

“I think I’m pregnant,” I whispered very softly.

 

He backed away from me with dark eyes and lifted me off his lap and instead sat me on his lap. Angel walked off and starred

off into the window. I just watched him and his worried look scarred of what was to come, I was so scared. After about ten minutes

I walked to him and sat my arm on his shoulder.

 

He flailed his arm around and yelled, “WHO THE FUCK DID YOU LET TOUCH YOU?!?! YOU ARE MINE TO TOUCH, MY MATE, MY

WIFE, WHAT MALE? DID YOU GO FUCK XANDER? OR MAYBE IT WAS SOMEONE, YOU WHORE!”

 

I didn’t know what to say to him, he truly thought that I could touch someone else or let someone else touch me. I felt a tear

slip down my face, “I can’t believe that, I would never let anyone touch me I’ve only had sex with vampires in the last 3 years.”

 

“Yeah because you fucked Spike, my childe. If you could do that how can I believe that you wouldn’t screw some random guy

just to get off, huh? Tell me how I would know?” he spat back at me.

 

“GOD! ANGEL! Listen to the fucking words that are coming out of your mouth, are you making sense to yourself? Because your certainly

not making sense to me. I mean seriously have you think someone, but you could touch me? Smell me you will only find four scents

of male on me: You, Spike, Riley, and Parker! Smell me I don’t care I am all yours I haven’t been with anyone else for three months

and I am certainly not showing so that means that its impossible. And to tell you the truth I don’t know if I am pregnant I need the

test, but I swear it’s yours.” I cried.

 

He walked over to me and said, “Lets go get a pregnancy test and see, alright? Then we can deal with the out come,” he said and

took my hand strongly. 

**

 

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WARNING: ANGST! BUT FLUFF AS ALWAYS!

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Chapter 8a: I Can’t Believe It 

 

Angel:

 

She tore from my hand and ran up the stairs to the bathroom. I walked up the stairs behind her. By the time I got there she had locked

herself in the bathroom and I heard shuffling of paper and whimpering noises. She was crying. “Buffy, can I come in?” I knocked on the door.

 

“No.” she stated and I heard the lock of the bathroom click and I went to lean on the wall opposite of the bathroom. Why wouldn't she let

me in? I mean hey I’ve seen her naked, she is my wife and I should know if she is pregnant or not. Well maybe it's because I was a

 total jackass to her earlier. Why the fuck did I react like that? I called my wife a whore! What in the hell was I thinking? She isn't I

didn't smell an other man on her. But a baby? An other one? I mean Conner was miracle enough, but you Buffy..my sweet lovely

Buffy..to have my child. I am so un-worthy of that.

 

I can't believe I just made a fucking ass out of myself. She doesn't deserve that. She does not deserve me. God if she has my child

it will make me the happiest thing ever. Thanks to the Powers that I don't have that damned curse because just thinking of my

beloved having my child makes me happier than heaven.

 

"Buffy, baby, please?" I begged from across the hall.

 

"You will find out soon enough if this *whore* is pregnant." She spat from behind the door and I heard more noises. She was passing

back and forth in the bathroom. I didn't know if she wanted this baby or not. But I sure as hell wanted it if it was mine. I wanted

it..he or she..as long as it was healthy and it was mine and Buffy's.

 

"You are sure as hell not a whore, Buffy, and you know it. I'm sorry." I sighed.

 

"Too late for sorry mister." I could hear the pout from behind the door. "You already knocked this damn whore up and there is no

turning back." She had tears in her eyes as she walked out of the bathroom holding the blue stick. She was crying hard as I just

stood there and stared at her. "I'm sorry..so sorry..if you don't want our baby then you can go back to L.A. If you don't believe me

I under..u-u-understand. I'm sorry. Please don't be mad. If you are please just leave me I'll raise this baby alone. It's all I've ever

wanted. I--I--I'm--m sor--r-r-y, A--a-angel." She sobbed and just stood there looking at me. Her eyes were pleading for me to

say something.

 

I was dumbfounded. A baby. Buffy. A baby. Buffy with baby. Baby. My baby. Buffy carrying my baby. Our baby. I looked at her with

tears in my eyes. I knew she had no idea what I was thinking. She looked so tormented standing there with sad eyes and the biggest,

most beautiful eyes I had ever seen in my life. She was carrying my child how was I so lucky. I crushed her to me in a big hug. The

 breath that she was holding escaped in one motion and she was left balling on my chest. The stick still in her hands that were balled

up in little fist on my chest. "Don't be sorry. I am sorry. I am so sorry, love. You deserve better than me treating you like this and

calling the mother of our child a whore. You were never a whore and you never will be all you are is mine, mine to love, mine to

spend the rest of my undead life with, and don't you ever forget that. I got so jealous. God, baby. I'm sorry. When you said you

were pregnant. God, I never thought I would be that lucky, baby. I never thought I would be lucky enough to have you have my

child. The only one I ever loved will give birth to an other little one for me. God. I love you. I love you so much and the baby. I

love you both. God. I am so sorry, baby." I said kissing the top of her head and smoothing her hair.

 

"Humph. Angel I am having trouble breathing." She sobbed.

 

"Are you hurt, what? Buffy, are you okay? Please tell me that you are okay. The baby?" I looked her up in down with wide eyes.

 

"I'm fine...we're fine...you took the wind out of me when you grabbed me." She smiled lightly and kissed my lips lightly standing on her tippy-toes.

 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'm so sorry. God, I love you." I blurted picking her up in my arms kissing her lips with tender sweetness.

"Let's celebrate."

 

"Hm..I know how we can." She smiled and put her legs around my waste suggestively.

 

"I like the way you think, Miss Summers." I smiled and then she frowned. "What?"

 

"Do I get your last name now? I mean this baby needs a last name too. And I know we are husband and wife..well not officially

 with papers..but what's my last name? Is it Summers, I don't want it to be. I want it to be your last name because I am yours

we are a family and I want..." I silenced her with my finger to her lips when we reached her room.

 

"You can have my last name if that's what you want, Buffy." I was soaring. She wanted to be mine. She did. She really did.

 

"So what is it?" she inquired.

 

"What is what?"

 

"Our..last name" her eyes when she said it.

 

"O'Brien." I laughed.

 

"Very Irish." she giggled as she played with my fingers.

 

"That's what I am, silly." I joked.

 

"I know. We have so much to do. We have to pick a baby name. Oh God we need a house. And oh-no we have to tell everyone.

And OH! We have to figured out how I got pregnant with YOU!" her eyes widened in fear and anticipation for what was to come.

 

"I know how..love. You got pregnant because of love, our love." He smiled.

 

"I know that, I am not as dumb as I may look *sweetheart*, but I mean technically you are dead with dead stuff inside you like

sperm thats well...dead.. and now that *dead* sperm is making a very *alive* baby." She pointed out.

 

"You make me very alive."

 

"You, Mr. O'Brien are very horny and wired right now. Some one needs a very cold shower so we can talk." Buffy smiled at me.

 

"Well you Mrs. O'Brien...God I love saying that...are one to get me wired and plus you just told me that I am going to have a baby

with you and you expect me to be calm?" I quirked an eyebrow at her.

 

"Well yes *husband* we need to talk and figure out everything. I am so worried." she said dropping my hands that she was playing

with and looked straight up into my eyes.

 

"Well first of all, there is nothing to be worried about. My family is safe as long as I am here. And second of all we have the mansion

to live in, but I still need to be in L.A. some of the time so we'll have to figure that out..later. We will call Wesley tomorrow morning after

we go out tonight. We will go out and celebrate then I will take you back to the mansion and we'll celebrate...more. Then once that is done.

We will tell everyone and research about the baby as well as what happened to me last night and we will make sure everything is okay and it

will be.. I promise you. We will discuss living arrangements and baby names and all that later. But right now we both need sleep, and plus I am

 exhausted. I would take you to the mansion, but I'm afraid we wouldn't have time before the sun rises. Now sleep my love." I kissed her nose

and then she looked at me expectantly.

 

"A kiss is all I get? No more loving for the mother of YOUR child?" she pouted.

 

"Not in the house with that child's aunt in the next room. Tomorrow, love. Now sleep."  I sighed and smiled at her apologetically.

 

"Okay I get it. Now is time for sleep, but you better damn well make it up to me tomorrow, buddy." she stuck her lip out. I went down to nibble on

 the out put of pink flesh. She moaned and then I kissed her hard.

 

"I'll make it worth the wait, promise, Mrs. O'Brien." I kissed her one last time and pulled the blanket up over us.

 

"I can't be mad at me when you call me that, Mister." she whined.

 

"I know, love. That's why I did it." I smirked and kissed her head. "Now sleep."

 

"Okay, I love you." she kissed my Cotton clad chest and I felt her eyes flutter closed.

 

"I love you, too. And you." I smiled placing my hand on her abdomen where *our* baby lay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Fluff in this. PG14 I guess. next time is the big night for them! so wait for it. Just a lot of dialog.

Sorry for the fluffiness, but it is need before the big-bad coming *wink*

 

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Rejoining Paths: "I Can't Believe It" 8b

 

 

 

Buffy:

 

I woke up with a start. I looked around and I needed to know where I was. I was in my room still. I looked down and there was Angel's

hand on my my stomach. I heard soft whispering in a language I couldn't understand. I blinked my eyes a few time and looked over

at my husband. Angel was talking. I think he was talking to the baby comparing his had was moving over my abdomen slowly caressing

 where our child was.

 

"Tá tú go h-álainn," he stated. I did not understand him.

 

"Mm?"I mumbled asking him.

 

"You're beautiful, anamchara." He smiled and his thumb moved across my stomach once again.

 

"What language are you speaking?" I pondered looking up into his eyes.

 

"Gaelic, that's what I spoke when I was a lad. I was speaking it to the baby." I grinned when he said baby. I guess I was still starting

to get it settled in that I have a life that was made by Angel and I out of our true love.

 

"What did you call me before in Gaelic?" I wondered.

 

"Soul mate." he said bluntly.

 

"Soul mate, I like it, Angel." I laughed.

 

"Anamchara, gráim thú, agus gráim thú," He kissed my lips softly and then moved his head down to kiss my stomach softly before

moving back up.

 

"What did you say to me..us?" I was very lost, but it was so romantic.

 

"Soul mate, I love you and I love you to the baby I mean. I love both of you, much." He kissed me again.

 

"I like when you speak Gaelic." I giggled.

 

"So are you ready for the big night tonight?" His eyes gleamed with anxiousness.

 

"Dinner alone and then time alone at the mansion?" He smiled with a slight lift in his voice for a question.

 

"Sounds good to me. Speaking of the mansion. What is up with us? Are we going to stay there? Do I need to bring clothes, and if so

how many?" I asked diligently and sat up in his arms.

 

"If you want to stay there, stay there forever. I know I would love to stay there. Even though bad memories have happened there so have

good memories. It could be one of the places where we race this child. We could do a little working, get heat installed and make sure

everything is working properly. I know I need to go back to L.A. at the latest the last night of the week." My eyes shot down at him with

worry. He was leaving me, going back to L.A.? "Don't worry, love. I am just going to get clothes and I need to talk to Wes, Fred, and

Gunn about me staying here for a while. But if Cordelia gets a vision I'll be needed there. Hopefully soon we can move the company to

Sunnydale because I am not letting you be in danger without me here. So no patrolling. Go with someone if you have to, Hell even go with

 Spike, as long as you are safe." He scowled.

 

"Hey, baby, no worries. I'll be safe. You really think I am letting the one dream that I have had all my life just waste away. This little one

is the one I have been waiting on since the day I met you. I dreamed of having your child and I am not letting it get hurt, okay?" I smiled

and titled his chin so he was looking directly at me.

 

"I got it." Just then my stomach growled stopping me from finishing everything I was going to say. "Time for food for my two loved ones." He

smiled and picked me up. And sat me back down on the chair at my desk. "You need to change out of those clothes before I make you breakfast,

 or should I say lunch because if I'm right it is about 1 o'clock." He smirked going to my closet.

 

Shuffling through my closet he looked for outfits. He found a pink shirt and a pair of light blue jeans that were almost baby colors, baby pink and

 light blue like a baby boy. It was kind of odd that I found out I was pregnant last night about the baby and I am already thinking about all of this.

 I am like baby crazy and by the clothes that Angel picked out it seemed he was as well.

 

I slipped off my outfit and pulled my jeans and sweater on rummaging on the flour for the socks that must have been disgarded when I went to

sleep. The were at the foot of the bed, I slipped on the yellow jockey socks and sat down next to Angel who was now buttoning a maroon shirt

over the wife beater he had just put on, black slacks already on. I sat next to him and shooed his hands away buttoning his buttons for him

even though I knew he was more than capable of doing it for himself.

 

"What's for breakfast, cook-guy?" I squeaked laying My Head on his chest.

 

"Eggs?" He suggested kissing my head.

 

"Good, I like those. I have a question." I asked bluntly.

 

"Okay, what is it, Buffy?" he asked with a hint of anxiety and concern for the next thing to come out of my mouth.

 

"Could we not tell everyone right now about the baby? I mean I promise we will tell them before you leave for L.A. again, but today I just

want it to be stress free and I want me you and the baby to bask in our glow of happiness. Is that okay?" I pleaded to him actually moving

 my eyes from the inside of my lids to him brown chocolate pools.

 

"That sounds good to me." He said. "But tomorrow, we are telling them, okay? No holding secrets back, baby. I want things to go smoothly

 here because when we tell the 'scoobies' about the baby the next thing we have to do is go already to L.A. where Cordelia, who is outraging

 at me, to tell them. Plus we have to research the baby and what happened the other night, okay, love?" Angel pondered looking straight at

 my smoothing his thumb across my lips.

 

I nodded as my only retort.

 

 

 

Thanks for reading. Sorry it was just mush and kind of short. The final part of this chapter when

Buffy and Angel spend the night together will be out tomorrow. Thanks for reading. PLEASE send

me feeback..cuz I like that stuff makes me want to write more. Thanks..Nicole

 

 

 

*****

 

 

Authors note: Okay I know a few of you want to know where the rest of this fic is and up

 to chapter 3 it's on my site: www.passionliesbeneath.2ya.com or at Leanne's site up to

 chapter 8: http://www.geocities.com/leapg2003/Nicolesfanfiction.html

 

2nd authors Note: Okay so yeah. I just realized that I put Cordelia out of her coma. She

is. I'm not gonna put a back story to it. But it happened right before Angel went to go see

Buffy, okay? Sorry to get confused. But there you go kids. Oh and Conner is bye bye, but I

have a feeling we will see him again. I like drama if you couldn't see that already I always stir up things.

 

"Rejoining Paths" 8c: I can't Believe It *NC-17*

Disclaimer in part 1. "wild horses" by Chantal kreviaz, and "true love" by Jefferson airplane..don't own

Warning: Very fluffy and NC-17, i know most of you've been waiting. thanks!

 

 

Angel:

 

As soon as the sunset I headed back to the mansion to let Buffy get ready as well as myself. I made her dinner tonight, something

simple. But to her it would mean something since we haven't had a real "date" yet. She is so sentimental about this kind of stuff. But

I love her and I love this baby so I am gonna make this night worth while for her. I will show her how much I love her, she means so

much to me. She's the perfect woman and she is even more than perfect because she is carrying my child. I love her. God I love her so much.

 

The mansion was set. I had cooked some spaghetti up. It was a lame dinner, but I would have to make it for her. I bought roses on my

way home, 3 dozen. I had put the first, red ones, in the clear vase on the table where we would eat dinner. Then I spread some sporadicly

around the house. I hope Buffy liked it. I wanted to make this night perfect for her. The table was set and the food was on the stove as I

walked toward the shower.

 

I tore the sweats and shirt that I was still wearing off and climbed in. I stood there letting the water run over me. I put it on the hottest it

 would go. I loved it like that, it reminded me of Buffy, so hot and wet. God I can't wait till she was here. I loved her so much. I didn't

deserve everything she has given me and everything she is going to give me. She is giving me a child. I wasn't giving this one up either,

it..he or she..isn't going to be like Conner. It is going to have two parents that love him and that love each other.

 

I washed my hair with Buffy's shampoo. I really needed to go get my own. One day I hope to see her and my own shampoo on the shelf. 

I wanted her to live here..with me. I know I still had obligations in L.A. like w/h and Cordelia. I had to work on those to things. Then there

was Wes, Fred, Gunn and ugh Cordelia. I'll work that out later. First I have to show Buffy the love she deserves and tell her my plans for

her moving in here and raising our child here. I have to tell her. And I need to find out what happened the other night with Angelus. I still

feel like something is pulling at me. It feels like it did all those years ago when I was brought back from hell.

 

I pushed the thoughts out of my mind when the shampoo fell off the rack in the shower and hit my foot.

 

"Fuck." I said and reached down to put it back up while finishing showering up.

 

I turned off the water and got out wrapping the white fluffy towel that Buffy and I had bought at the store. She insisted that we needed more

than one towel since there is two of us and in case we stayed here we needed to shower. I smiled at the fact that she liked it here. Maybe it

wasn't a bad idea of us living here. So many memories. We can make new ones.

 

I walked to the bedroom with the towel around my waist and clothes in hand. I dropped them in a pile on the floor where the clothes from

yesterday were put. I walked to the dresser and pulled out a pair of black slacks and a maroon silk shirt. Buffy loved silk. She always had

since the night of her seventeenth birthday. Red silk sheets I had put on my bed. They were the best and made your skin feel so good.

I think that's why she liked the silk. But I was hoping that the shirt wouldn't stay on too long and that it would be on the floor with Buffy's

clothes later.

 

I disregarded the towel and put on my clothes before walking into the bathroom once more. I put my hair up in spikes with the light gel Cordelia

 had bought me because she said "you need to keep your hair in good shape, wouldn't want it to get grey" stupid bint. She should know by now

 that my hair won't get gray. I've been around over 2 centuries, it doesn't go gray. But I knew Buffy loved the spikes so I put it up for her. This

 night was for her after all.

 

I walked to the kitchen and put the spaghetti on the plates and the sauce on top of that. I pulled the bread from the oven and set one slice on

 each plate. I heard soft knocking at the door as I light the candles on the table and put the silver wear next to the plates. I walked to the door

 and opened it. Buffy. She was standing there in a beautiful light pink sun dress that went to her knees. It had yellow flowers on it and went down

 devilishly low at her chest and gave a small view of her petite breast. He hair was toppled on the top of her head with curls flowing downward

out of a pink heart clip, two tendrils of hair rounded her face. She looked magnificent.

 

"You look beautiful, love." I smiled and kissed her shiny chap-sticked lips.

 

***

 

Buffy:

 

I kissed him back, but didn't want it to go that far since she was standing in the doorway and the soft chill outside ran goosebumps up

her arms as she shivered. Angel pulled her in to his embrace and shut the door. I pulled away for air. He looked ravishing.

 

"You don't look too bad yourself, mister." I gleamed trying to shake off the chill from outside as I stared at the hearth of the fire he

had made and then into those soft orbs. "I love the outfit."

 

"I love yours more. It fits your personality. Sweet and gentle. I love it." Angel kissed my temple and wrapped his arms around my waste.

 

"You'll like the outfit under this even more." I winked suggestively. I was wearing my new bra and panties set that I had bought at the mall

when Angel was looking for clothes. It was beige with small pink and yellow flowers on it. Almost see through. He would love it. I smiled just

as to think of him being happy.

 

My stomach growled loudly and I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. "Looks like someone's hungry." He commented and took my

 hand to lead me to the table.

 

"Someone is ready for Angel's food." I giggled and he pulled out the chair for me and I looked at the table. There was a red table cloth,

red roses in a vase and of course spaghetti. He knew me too well. I loved it. "Yum. Spaghetti. One of my faves."

 

I didn't sit down in the chair he offered me instead I waited for him to sit in the chair adjacent to mine and I sat in his lap. "You like my lap?"

He joked.

 

"Very so much, sir." I giggled as he put the fork into the spaghetti and fed me a bite. "This is amazing. Better than the fast food I've been

eating lately."

 

"Oh no. No more fast food for you. It is bad for the baby. I am gonna make you food from now on, understand?" He looked at me sternly

raising an other bite to my mouth.

 

"I could get used to that." I smiled and chewed the yummy goodness down.

 

"Good because I'm going to stick around and make lots for you and the baby." He gleamed and took a bite himself.

 

"Your going to make me fat. Do you want me fat?" I questioned.

 

"Could never be, your a rail. You've lost a lot of weight since I left. It's not good for you or the baby. You need to gain weight and plus you

 are eating for two." He smiled and placed his hand on my stomach rubbing it lightly like he didn't even know he was doing it.

 

"Are you saying I'm too skinny?" I sniffled.

 

"No, you are perfect, but when your pregnant you are supposed to gain weight, baby." He tried to fix the problem, but he had done nothing wrong.

 

"Then I'm going to be a whale and your going to think I am ugly." I pouted as he fed me again. He liked this feeding thing, I thought.

 

"Never going to happen. You are the most beautiful woman. You wouldn't be ugly if you were covered in green slime." he chuckled lightly.

 

"You've said that before. Thank you." I kissed his lips lightly and I could taste the sauce on his lips. I knew he was only eating because I

was eating too, but I was glad he could sit with me and eat it made me feel so loved.

 

"Welcome. We need to talk, Buffy." He looked at me in the eye as I picked up the bread and took a bite.

 

"Okay, shoot big shot." I said trying not to reveal my fear. What was he going to tell me?

 

"How do you feel about moving in here?" He said taking after taking a nibble of bread too.

 

"Here? I would love too. But it would be too big to live in all by myself." I commented back.

 

**

Angel:

 

"You wouldn't have to," I grinned down at her as she was picking at the bread and spaghetti.

 

"Who would live here with me?" She inquired.

 

"Me." I stated.

 

"B-but you l-live in L-l.A. not here with me." She stuttered and I could see tears forming in her eyes.

 

"Hopefully not for long. I was hoping that Wes, Gunn, Fred, and Cordy could take over the firm while I stayed here with you and the baby.

I mean they are more capable than I am. Gunn is super lawyer man, Fred is scientist chick, and Wes and Cordy they run the company more

than I even do. Anyways you need someone here to patrol for you because there is no way in hell I am letting you patrol with the baby on

the way. With our baby on the way." I added.

 

She beamed up at me with a glimmer in her eyes, "But you have to go back to L.A. I don't like the idea of living here alone. And we need to

fix this up, I know I am capable of doing it, but I want me AND you to do it if it is going to be our home."

 

"I've even thought about that. You can live at the house or come with me to L.A. while Xander, yes Xander, starts the minor repairs and plumbers,

 electricians, and cleaning crews come and fix it up. But all the furniture and painting and all the fun stuff can be left up to us. What do you say?"

 I asked worriedly.

 

"I say you've thought about this a lot and it sounds like you have everything planned out. All I have to say is let's tell Spike to patrol

 while I go to L.A. with you. I could use a trip out of here with you. And this place is amazing. I can imagine our child running around here.

Us making love here. I love it. You are my hero, Angel. You think of everything." She kissed me softly.

 

"I'm so happy you said. I was imagining all your stuff in the bathroom and I got so excited. I felt like I was four." I chuckled and she

seemed to be amused by that.

 

"What a silly man I love." She smiled.

 

Just then I heard the song we danced to at prom. I remembered that I put on music before she came in. I lifted her off me and I stood

up next to her "Care to dance, my lady?"

 

She smiled and said, "A pleasure, kind sir." And took the hand that I had offered her.

 

 

<Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I can't let you slide through my hands>

 

We danced slowly to the music. Swaying back and forth. My hands on her lower back and her arms around my back. Her head lay on my

chest and I listened to the music as well as her heart beat. The baby's heart beat too. I could hear it. So faint yet so strong. "I can

hear it's heart beat."

 

"You can? I'm jealous." she looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

 

<Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild horses couldn't drag me away>

 

"You'll hear it when we go to the doctors," I smiled down at her as the blond head of curls went back to resting on my shoulder. I could

feel a wet tear slip on my shirt.

 

<I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
And now you've decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or off stage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind>

 

"Thank you for tonight, Angel." I heard her muffled words rumble through my body.

"Your welcome, Buffy." I kissed her head tenderly and stroked through the soft material over her back.

 

<Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild horses couldn't drag me away>

 

"I love silk on you. It feels so soft on my cheek." I could feel her smile in my chest and snuggle her face to it.

 

"I knew you would like it." I smiled again. I don't think I've smiled this much in a year.

 

"You were right." She giggled. It was the sweetest sound I had ever heard.

 

<I know I've dreamed you, it's a sin, it's a lie
And I have my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken tears must be cried
So let's do some living after we die>

 

"I have a question for you, baby." I said and she looked up at me with anticipation and dried tears on her cheek.

She was being over emotional. Already hormones were kicking in.

 

"I'm up for a question." She smiled and I kissed her nose before getting down on one knee. Her eyes bulged out at my action.

 

"Buffy Anne Summers, I know we haven't been together for even a week, but I know that I love you I have loved you for at

least 7 years. The joy you bring me. Hell it's even more than I could ever express. I lost my soul because you are all I could

ever think about. It hasn't changed. We may have gone our separate paths. But it's obvious fate wants us together and wanted

us to rejoin paths. We made a baby out of our love. And I know I love you. So Buffy, will you make the deal final in this rejoining

of two lovers rejoining paths by becoming my wife, again?" I gushed.

<Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild horses couldn't drag me away>

 

****

Buffy:

 

"Yes, Angel. Even though in my heart we are already married. Yes I will marry you. Yes..God..Mr. O'Brien..I will marry you." I poured out

my heart with tears slipping down my cheeks.

 

<Wild, wild horses couldn't drag me away. Wild, Wild horses, we'll ride them someday>

 

As the song ended he smiled and I saw a tear fall from his own eyes. He chuckled and breathed in an unneeded breathe as he put my

claddagh ring. I wonder how he got that. He his own from the chain around his neck on as well. "I love you." he breathe and kissed both

rings. "And you, little one." He kissed my stomach and placed his cheek on it. "You are our miracle."

 

<If only you believe like I believe, baby
We'd get by
If only you believe in miracles, baby
So would I
If only you believe like I believe, baby
We'd get by
If only you believe in miracles, baby
So would I. >

 

Our miracle. I never thought of the baby as that. But he or she is. Our Morales and I believe in miracle. It was a miracle that

Angel and I fell in love; it was a miracle to make this baby; and it was a miracle that Angel and I were getting married.

 

He moved up to my face and kissed it tenderly. "I love you." he puffed out and I could feel shivers run up and down my spine.

"Are you cold?" he lulled in a husky voice and picked me up in his arms carrying me to the newly cleaned bedroom.

 

The whole room was sprinkled with rose petals pink and yellow. Vanilla candles were seated sporadically around the room and it created

a beautiful scene for my eyes. He planned this. He was so sweet. God I loved him. He lowered me to the bed. "I love you too, lover."

I breathed back as he undid the clasp that held my dress together around my neck.

 

The pink halter sun dress fell off my shoulders and her tugged it down and discarder it on the floor. He stared at me as if in awe.

I guess he liked my new lingerie. He smiled playfully and kissed my abdomen up. Finally settling on my lips he kissed them lovingly.

 

<I might have to move heaven and earth to prove it to you, baby
So we're makin' love and you feel the power
And I feel the power
Then there's really nothing that we can't do
If we wanted to, baby>

 

"I want to show you how much I love you, God I love you so much." he unclasped my bra and kissed all over my

shoulders. His tongue dipped into the hollow of my collarbone. I moaned loudly and he moved to my breast. He

 tantalized my nipples pulling and nipping.

 

"Angel!" I breathed in a husky tone. In a way pleading with him to go lower. He did not. He stayed at my breast for

at least ten minutes teasing me. I was so wet. My panties were soaked. I knew he could smell it, hell I could smell it.

I just wanted him to touch me on my neither lips. Was that so much to ask? He was teasing me and he knew exactly

what playing with my nipples did to me.

 

"Just think these nipples...oh these nipples will feed our baby..you'll supply food for our baby now and after it's out

with..these perfect supple breast. God, I love them. Just think they will swell because of our child because you feed it.

Hmm..I can't wait." He mumbled and moved downward.

 

<We could exist on the stars
It'd be so easy
All we gotta do
Is get a little faith in you
Oh, I've been (to) so many places
I've seen some things
I know, love is the answer
Keeps holding this world together>

 

He stopped at my belly button and again bit all around on my stomach. "This smooth plane will be large with my child.

You will be so beautiful. Full with my child. So full and beautiful. It will grow in you and I will love it. God I will love it. So

lovely, I will always love it. The baby will make you even more beautiful. Especially here.." He licked my stomach to prove his point.

Finally I got what I wanted he moved to my panties. "Wet for me baby? Your so wet. Your lace panties...by the way they

are fucking sexy...they are soaked with desire. Desire for me right, baby?" he questioned.

 

"Umm...hmmm..." I moaned out pushing his head down to my panties. His nose rubbed against it making me shout.

 

"You like that, baby? How about this?" He bit my mound through the beige lace. "Fucking scream, God baby I love when

you scream to me. I love when you writhe underneath me clenching around my fingers, spasming. God I love making you cum.'

 

I loved when he talked dirt to me, it just made me even more wet. I pushed my hips up towards my face. But his only response

was a chuckle and his hands to push my hips back down to the bed as he slid my panties down.

 

<Ain't nothing better
Ain't nothing better
And all the answers to our prayers
Hell , it's the same everywheres, baby
Nothing ever breaks up the heart
Only tears give you away
Then you're right where I found ya
With my arms around ya>

 

His face was planted above my sex and I could feel him getting ready to lick me. He kissed down the outside

lips before entering with his tongue. "So wet." He licked the juices that were already coming. He licked my clit

teasing and pulling. I was moaning none stop. "That's what I like to here, lover." He shoved a digit in my pussy,

 then adding an other right along afterward in my slick channel. He pumped them in and out, in and out.

 

It felt like heaven as he went down on me. I had the orgasm I wanted as he finished with his fingers and tongue.

He came up to my face as I came down and licked the musk of my channel off of him as I watched. It was pleasantly erotic.

 

<Oh baby, baby, baby, love is a magic word, yeah
Few ever find in a lifetime
But from that very first look in your eyes
I knew you and I had but one heart
Only our bodies were apart
That was so easy, so easy
I had a taste of the real world
When I went down on you, girl. >

 

The next thing I knew he was kissing me and entering me with his full man hood. It felt amazing. He

 pumped slowly into me, in and out in loving strokes. "I love you, Buffy Anne O'Brien." He smiled down

at me as my eyes closed. "Open your eyes I want to see you come as I make you cum for me. Please, baby?" he pleaded.

 

I opened my eyes slowly and looked up at him. He smiled in response and kissed my nose slowly. "Loovee you too.." I

trailed off and kissed him back.

 

<If only you believe like I believe, baby
We'd get by
If only you believe in miracles, baby
So would I
If only you believe like I believe, baby
We'd get by
If only you believe in miracles, baby
So would I. >

 

"Harder, Angel, harder." I pleaded and looked straight into his eyes. He didn't go any harder just soft strokes and his hand

moved down to first rub his stomach then he manipulated my clit. I came instantly. "a-a-a-a-a-NGEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I shouted and

convulsed around him squeezing his hearth with my inner muscles.

 

"Buffy.." he moaned and pumped too hard strokes into me and came spurting his seed inside of me. He followed with a few soft

strokes as we both came down from our orgasms. He rolled off of me and pulled me into his strong arms. I lay there sated. I

drew silly patterns on his stomach. "I love you both."

 

<I can hear windmills and rainbows
Whenever you're talkin' to me
I feel like swirling and dancin'
Whenever you're walking with me
You ripple like a river when I touch you>

 

"We love you too, Angel. So fucking much. But next time you can pump harder." I smiled and kissed the top of his chest.

 

"Sorry if finding out my wife is pregnant doesn't make me want to fuck her senseless. Instead I wanted to make sweat

love to you. Show you my love for you and the baby." I could here the sadness in his voice. I guess he didn't think I liked it.

But he was the furtherest from true. I did like it, more than liked it, I LOVED it.

 

"I loved it Angel. I know how much you love me. Trust me." I covered his chest with kisses and smiled.

 

"I'm glad." He kissed my head. "Now get some sleep tomorrow is going to be a long day.I love you."

 

"I love you too."

 

<When I pluck your body like a string
When I start dancin' inside ya
Oh baby, you make me wanna sing
Yeah, baby, baby, baby, baby
Oh yeah, all right
Baby, we're sure doin' it tonight
Everytime you come by, let me try>

 

I lay there on Angel's chest making lazy patterns. I knew he was sleeping. I couldn't sleep just yet. I was

thinking about how lucky I was. I was pregnant with the only man I ever loved. Angel and I were back together,

 I loved him. I didn't know how an amazing man like him got a messed up person like me. I was excited about

 the baby.

 

<Pretty, please sugar on it
That's how I like it
I can't even believe it, with you
It's like having every dream I ever wanted
Come true
I picked up your vibes
You know it opened my eyes
But I'm still dreamin' yeah
And you're right where I found ya
With my arms around ya.>

 

I also was scared about this baby, this miracle. What if it was not meant to be? What if Angel left me?

These fears floated through my mind, But I knew that this fantastic man loved me and I was carrying this

miracle child and I just knew I could never let him go. As if he knew what I was thinking his arms tightened

around me. And I breathe as deep as possible and let the thoughts drift. I only wanted to think about him

 and our love and our love making this baby.

 

I kissed his chest and rested my cheek on the smooth, pale plane as I sighed and drifted off to bed

 

The perfect view of the most star-crossed love played out in front of the world. If you

even glanced at the couple you could tell they were happy. If you didn't know them you

would think it would be something out of a fairytale not two lost souls finding each other

then and now and rejoining paths in love and making a child. An impossible miracle had

come true through the purest love ever committed.

 

<If only you believe like I believe, baby
We'd get by
If only you believe in miracles, baby
So would I
If only you believe like I believe, baby
We'd get by
If only you believe in miracles, baby
So would I.

If only you believe like I believe, baby
We'd get by
If only you believe in miracles, baby
So would I
If only you believe like I believe, baby
We'd get by
If only you believe in miracles, baby
So would I. >

 

Thanks for reading! Please feedback me. Please tell me what you think.

If I get good feedback I'll try to get Chapter 9 written and out as soon as

possible...Have a great week..Nicole

 

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PS I just relized that my timeline is totally wacky. I put “Angel” 1 season

before it should be put. But just say that the “Angel” crew lives at the Hyperion

like the beginning of season 4. No Conner. Okay? Say Angel gave Conner a normal

life already, okay? Cordelia got back from the little upper living thing. I know this

is confusing. If your lost e-mail me and I’ll explain. I got confused when I was

writing. Sorry everyone. I am sort of dumb.

 

 

 

Chapter 9: One Day

 

 

Angel:

 

I looked down at Buffy. She looked so beautiful. Last night she seemed to have such a glow. You could just tell she

was happy about being pregnant. I couldn’t believe that I was going to have a child…again. It was unconceivable. I

mean I was lucky enough to have Conner. God I was lucky I had him... until he was stripped away. I wasn’t going to

 let anything happen to Buffy or this baby. Our baby. She was the only person that I wanted to have a child with. I

mean I was confused when Conner came from Darla, but I loved him. I never loved Darla. Unfortunately Conner was

not conceived in love like he so very much deserved to be. I would make it up this time. This time the baby was

conceived in love, true love. It was a miracle. God I loved her so much.

 

She, Buffy, deserved so much more than myself. *They* deserved so much more than me. They deserved a life in

the sunlight. I could never see my child swing on the swing in the sun or help him ride a bike or god even go on picnics.

I wasn’t going to be a good father even though Buffy thought I would be. I knew she would be an amazing mother though

 so it eased my thoughts. She would make up for the lack of a parent I would be. The one thing I wouldn’t know is that

 I would be better man and father was just to make my child’s life better.

 

The hardest part was to come. It wasn’t the child in itself it was telling everyone. This child was not going to be brought

 into this world with hostility from everyone, but its parents. I wasn’t going to let that happen. He or she deserved to be

brought into a world that loved them. They better love him or her or by the Powers That Be I’ll rip their throats out. Angelus

 will come out. I cringed at my thoughts, but I knew what I would do for this child and I knew Angelus loved it as well as me.

 Demon and man only shared one thing and that was their love for Buffy. Buffy and their child. That was the only thing Angelus

and I shared and that would never be broken. She was *our* mate and nothing could change that.

 

Today we were going to L.A. then I guess we’ll have to face everyone. We’ll have to talk to everyone. Tell everyone about the

baby as well. We’ll have to tell the Sunnydale people as well. But I am sure they will take this news more or less better than

the L.A. gang would. They would take it better than Cordelia would. I love Cordelia as my best friend, but she is not going to

hurt this baby or Buffy.

 

Just then Buffy stirred. I kissed the top of her head, “Morning.”

 

“Good morning, beautiful,” she rolled over to face me and she smiled up at me.

 

“Sleep well?” Buffy glided her hand over her face.

 

“Perfect.” I laughed and touched her on her kissable, pink lips. “We have a long day ahead of us, darling.” I kissed her nose a

nd eyelids.

 

“I know,” she just looked at me knowing that things might be hard today, but yet she was so strong. She was being strong for

the baby, strong for me.

 

“Wanna take a bath before we get going? It’s only one. We have an hour or so before we have to go. We’ll leave around two.

We’ll be in L.A. around four then we can go back to sleep at the Hyperion.” I kissed her head gently. My hand rested on her

abdomen that would soon swell with child.

 

“Bath would be nice. Can we stop by the house? I want to grab a few things to wear.” She asked sheepishly opening her eyes

to look at me after closing them when she yawned.

 

“Of course, we’ll take a quick bath and then we’ll be off. You can sleep in the car; you need your rest,” I sounded like a brother

or a father; I was going to make sure she was okay. The baby was going to be a perfectly healthy child.

 

“Yes, daddy,” she smiled playfully reaching up and kissing my lips. “Let’s get to the bath. I like baths, especially with you, my

dear husband.”

 

“Okay.” I smiled lightly and picked her up from her seat. I moved her to sit on the counter of the sink. She flinched at the cold

marble that was there. I kissed her knee and started the water. “Check the water; I don’t want it to be too hot.”

 

She moved from her seat and stood in front of me dipping her finger in the water that was now filling the tub with overflowing

bubbles. “Just right,” She sighed while climbing in the wet expanse. “Are you coming or not?”

 

“I’m coming.” I chuckled lightly laying two white towels on the side of the counter.

 

“I love it when you do that,” she added as she placed herself between my legs with her back facing towards me. I wrapped my arms

around her as she turned off the water.

 

“Do what?” I rubbed her shoulders in a quick motion letting the smell of her soap and arousals filled my senses. She moaned softly

pushing her head back to lie on my chest.

 

“When you laugh, I love it. You only do it every once in a while. It’s so precious. It makes my day light up,” she sighed as my hands

 folded the thin skin of her shoulders over and over again. I felt her relax even more. I knew this day was going to be nerve raking

for her. But I was going to make it the best for her. I wanted it to be as good as a day it could’ve been.

 

“I’m glad you like it. Just seeing you smile and be here in my arms makes my day is even better,” I kissed her head and my hands

traveled to get the vanilla soap. I took it in my hand and then lathered it to her shoulders and back.

 

“You know what to say and what to do to make it better,” She laughed and moaned again.

 

*****

 

In the car on the ride to L.A.

 

 

Buffy’s head lay upon my upper thigh. She was exhausted. The whole pregnancy thing was taking a toll on her and I told her when we

get back from this adventure there would be an other one. I told her we had to go to the doctors to see about the baby. She got really

upset when I told her that. I knew she didn’t like hospitals, but she had to go it was for our baby. She’ll be fine though, I’ll plan a night

appointment so I can go with her.

 

I stroked her light blonde hair softly and she sighed snuggling into my pants. We would be at the Hyperion in about five minutes. I almost

didn’t have the heart to wake her. But I had to soon. Once we left I realized that we forgot to tell everyone back in Sunnydale about the

baby. I couldn’t believe we just forgot something like that. We could use conference call. I’m sure Buffy wouldn’t like it as much in person,

 but I don’t think she wants to go through it twice. We’ll call when we get there. Then I am guessing research will be a must. 

 

“Buffy,” I whispered as I parked in the street.  I turned the car off and rubbed her back. “Buffy, baby. We’re here, get up.”

 

“Hmm?” She mumbled looking up at me through drooping eyes.

 

“Hey sleepy head,” I smiled down at her.

 

“Hey, we here?” she asked me.

 

“Yeah, we’re here,” I grinned brought her up to my chest she lay her chin on my shoulder.

 

“I get to see your home,” she kissed my shoulder lightly.

 

“Your home too now, Buffy,” I kissed her forehead, “Any place that is mine, is yours. My home is your home and where ever you are

 is my home. My baby and my wife are my home.”

 

“Hmm..mm..” she mumbled into my shoulder.

 

I growled and moved her body upwards.

 

“Is it time to go back to bed?” she asked and laid her head lazily on my chest.

 

“Yeah it is. Common, I’ll take you inside. We’ll go to bed. I’ll carry you and get the bags. Just rest,” She nodded her head in my

shoulder as the only response.

 

I moved out of the car with her still in my arms. I held her by the but only as she tightly wrapped her legs around my waist. The bags

 from the back seat were soon in my right hand while my left was still holding her up. I walked in the building spotting Wesley walking

 around the office. I wonder why he was still here. He spotted me and took the bags. He looked at Buffy and smiled at me.

 

I smiled back at him and whispered, “Take them to my room, please.”

 

He nodded and I carried Buffy up the stairs and to my room in back of Wesley. I lay Buffy down on the bed. Kissing her head lightly

I pulled the comforter over her while taking her shoes off. I turned around and closed the doors. Wesley stood at the bottom of the

stairs smiling at me like a clown, “You’re back together, I presume?”

 

“Yeah, we are. And I have news, but you have to promise not to tell until morning,” I said.

 

“Of course, Angel,” He stated.

 

“Buffy’s pregnant.” I beamed.

 

“With you?” the british watcher choked.

 

“Yeah,” I smiled.

 

“Two children by a vampire, this is amazing,” he laughed.

 

“It is, isn’t it?” I chuckled, “Can you do me a favor? Will you get everyone to meet here about noon tomorrow ..well today for a

meeting. And call the Sunnydale crew and have them on one of those conference call things. We want to tell everyone together,

it will be less stress on Buffy. She’s kind of worn out already.” I sighed.

 

“Certainly, Angel. You look like you could use some sleep, why don’t you head to bed?” He suggested and nodded towards the stairs.

 

“Good idea, I’ll see you in the morning,” I said wakling up the stairs.

 

“Goodnight, Angel”

 

“Oh and Wes? Thank you very much,” I laughed and headed to my room leaving the Brit alone.

 

I walked into the room and took off my black slacks laying them on the floor. I took off my button up shirt and threw it parallel to where

my pants where. I found an other pair of boxers from my oak wood dresser. I fished for black. I grabbed my black silk boxers. I knew

Buffy loved the feel of silk she would always tell me how she did when she would sleep at my apartment back in Sunnydale. I slipped them on and crawled into bed.

 

I lay down on the bed and immediately Buffy scouted over to lay her head on my bare chest. I smiled. She wanted to be in my arms.

“Good night, baby. Good night, Buffy.” I said spooning her against me.

 

Our legs were gently entwined and I stroked her hair. I smiled down at her and she moved into my embrace father. I purred softly and

she murmured “Love you.”

 

 

 

 

 

TBC:

 

Thank you for reading! …Nicole

 

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Sorry for getting this out so late. I am really sorry. I am really really happy to those

of you who are keeping an eye out for this and actually like it. This one goes out to people

 I know read this fic, basically all who gave me feedback from everyone from the last 2

chapters: Leanne, Skyla, Lynn, Ashleigh, Christina, Nancy, and to everyone else. I applogize

if I forgot you

 

Disclaimer: Not mine, Josses characters in first chapter. Song in this is “Learning to Fly” by Pink Floyd.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 10a: “The News Will Settle” *R* [nc17 things implied]

 

 

 

Angel:

 

 

“Buffy,” he sighed as I touched her stomach lightly where our baby was.

 

 

She moved around in my arms squirming and moving her head into the crook of my neck. “Hmm..” she moaned out.

 

 

“Common, we have to get up,” I kissed her forehead.

 

 

“I don’t feel well though, Angel,” She grimaced not moving her place from mind still though.

 

 

“Do you need to go to the bathroom?” I questioned my eyes looking down at her in concern.

 

 

“Please?” she coughed.

 

 

“Okay,” I said grabbing her in my arms taking her half naked form to the bathroom adjacent to my room.

 

 

“Thanks,” she said as she was set on the tile floor.

 

 

“Anything,” I said holding her hair back to get her ready for her to through up. 

 

 

She heaved up every small thing that she had ate.  She had hardly ate any saying she didn’t feel good last night, this was

worrying me. We would have to go to the doctor after talking to everyone in Los Angeles about what was going to happen.

She was dry heaving now and I was deadly worried. She was shaking uncontrollably and this wasn’t supposed to happen I

thought. I didn’t go through it with Darla, but I was almost positive that shaking and getting the chills were not supposed to

happen.

 

“Are you okay?” I asked rubbing her back and she turned around to look at me.

 

 

“Fine, you know morning sickness,” she said.

 

 

“But you are shaking, Buffy. This isn’t supposed to happen,” I retorted.

 

 

“Angel, I’m fine, I promise. We’ll go to see the doctor later and if you really want to you can tell him that you

are worried, okay?” she pondered.

 

 

“Okay, I like that idea,” I sighed bringing her into my arms stroking her damp hair lightly.

 

 

“Can we take a shower, I feel a little gookie,” she stated in a child like manner.

 

 

“How about a bath?” I looked down at her sickened face.

 

 

“Good idea,” she laughed sitting her head on my shoulder.

 

 

I picked her up and sat her on the counter of the sink. I went over to the bath and started the water.

“Do you want bubbles?”

 

“Bubbles? Yes,” she whispered leaning back against the wall next to the mirror.

 

“Okay,” I confirmed pouring the ‘Mr. Bubble’ into the tub making the bathroom fill with a pleasant fruity sent.

 

I left the filling white marbled tub and walked over to her. She looked so small, but yet so beautiful. She was wearing

a pair of wrinkled low-rise jeans and a pink top. Soon she wouldn’t be able to fit in those pants or shirt right. I smiled

at that thought, she wouldn’t fit because she was going to be pregnant with my kin. This is such an amazing feeling,

to know I will do something I never thought I could do. I never thought I could have a baby with Buffy, let alone a

baby for the second time. This had been my dream, to have kids with Buffy.

 

“What are you smiling at you big lug?” she giggled at my glazed over look.

 

“I was thinking about how in a few months you weren’t going to fit into those pants or that shirt,” I chuckled.

 

“Shut up, Angel! Why would you smile at that?” she questioned bitterly.

 

“Because the reason you won’t fit will be because you’ll be pregnant with my child, with our baby, baby,” I smiled

touching her chin.

 

“You mean you’ll be happy when I’m like that?” She quirked.

 

“Oh God yes. You will swell with a thing our love made, a love that was forbidden has made a new life out of love and

you will carry that. How can I not love it? I mean it’s an amazing thing,” I whispered kissing her nose.

 

“Your so sweet,” she teared up, “but still a bad liar.”

 

“Could never about this, trust me,” I said honestly.

 

“Sure,” she rolled her eyes.

 

She undid the buttons of my blue shirt while kissing a smooth trail down my chest. I purred low in my chest as she did

it, it felt so soft and lovely. I could smell her become aroused by my chest’s vibration.

 

//Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back//

 

“I love it when you do that,” her eyes glimmered up at me.

 

“You do, do you?” I asked in amazment. Something so carnal as growling makes my little ball of light aroused.

 

“Oh very so much, Angel,” she squinted and moved to the buckle of my pants.

 

“Who would’ve guessed?” I murmured into her hair as she let my pants fall to the floor and starting on the hem of my silk boxers.

 

//A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled//

 

“I love the silk boxers you wear too,” Buffy breathed making my hair stand up on my lower stomach as she released my

manhood from the boxers slipping them down.

 

“I know, silk is the best,” I flatly left it at that as she kissed my chest softly. I started on her light shirt and stripped it from her.

 

“I agree,” she pressed another kiss to my chest and moved up to my collarbone when I moved to her pants. I unlocked the

 button in the wrinkled jeans.  She was wearing a light pink thong that matched her shirt in an odd kind of way. She was

braless which I loved. She was perfect in everyway.

 

//A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistible grasp?//

 

“And I like your underwear,” I kissed her head lovingly pulling the garment that I adored to her ankles.

 

“I thought you might,” She said laying her head lightly on my upper shoulder.

 

“You think about if I like underwear or not?” I pondered.

 

“Only mine I hope,” she looked up into my eyes with a questioning look.

 

“Only yours forever, Buffy,” I kissed her lips and scooped her up into my arms.

 

//Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit, I//

 

“Bath time..” she sighed as she settled on my lap in the tub.

 

She was curled into a ball near me, “Sit between my legs, your back to me, please.”

 

“Kinky, aren’t we?” she giggled.

 

“No, just does it,” I stated.

 

She grimaced and turned around to face the facet running her hands under it slowly, “Fine, Oscar the Grouch.”

 

“What?” I didn’t have the slightest clue what she was talking about, but I figured it was one of her pop-culture refrences.

 

“Sesame Street, my dear,” she said giggly once again.

 

//Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything//

 

“Okay,” I stated taking vanillia body wash that she had brought into my hands. I rubbed them together making a lather

then moving to her shoulders, kneeding them till I heard her moan. “Like that?”

 

“Hmm..mm,” she mumbled leaning her head back to my chest her dry hair tickling my chin.

 

“I’m glad you like it,” I sighed kissing her soft smelling hair.

 

“I love it,” I could hear the smile in her face.

 

“Good, baby,” I beamed and went down lower melding in flesh with my hands. She was so tense, I couldn’t believe it. I

guess the stress of the last couple of days and the anxiety of what’s going to happen today that gets her tense. “You’re

so tense.”

 

“Y’know how it goes,” she grumbled just letting me move the soft honey feeling skin move in my hands.
 

//No navigator to guide my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone//

 

 

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” I said turning her around to look at me, “let me take it all away for you?”

 

“Anytime,” she smiled and I kissed her nose.

 

“How about know?” I quirred.

 

“Now sounds perfect,” She grinned.

 

I started kissing her and needing the flesh of her slightly reddened breasts between my hands. She moaned and I answered

her moan, “It does, indeed.”

//A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
Above the planet on a wing and a praye//

 

We moved together in unison. I took away her tension she did the same for mine. We spent hours in the bath time

moving and having bliss together just being happy in each others arms. Love making had been now a favorite part of

our days out of want. But today it was different the hard and happy times we had gone through the last couple of days

was easing, though it still needed to be freed from our bodies. It was freed now.

 

//My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night
There's no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, A state of bliss//

 

After staying in the bath at least an hour I wrapped her in a fluffy towel and layed her on the bed walking into the closet to

get ready to meet my friends for a small lunch. It would be a long day, at least we have a good start this morning. But the

sooner we talk to my crew we’ll leave this behind us and have fun before returning to Sunnydale and research about what’s going on.

 

 

 

Thanks for reading. Again I’m sorry for being so long please feed me and tell me what you think. I know you’ve been waiting

 for me to put in what Cordelia and the gang thinks and it’s coming. I just was in a fluffy mood to write right now and I felt

like it needed another little transition. So I’ll write more this week I hope and be done with chapter 10 and all the little things

 then we’ll get to the big bad and more angst of course. But fluff will be thrown in sporadically. Again sorry and thanks for

reading. Pleace feedback. Have a great day. Peace&Love

 

“Empty cup only love can fill,” Greatful Dead

…Nicole

 

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Chapter 10b: “The News Will Settle” *R*

 

Follows behind 10a exactally, okay? Just to tell you a tad of angst thrown in with alotta

heavy language. I hope you life it! Read and feedback please. Thanks to the feedback

from last chapter.

 

 

Buffy:

 

“We’re meeting everyone downstairs very soon,” Angel said quietly as he walked into the closet searching for clothes.

 

“Okay,” I nodded putting a clip in my sopping wet hair. I was trying not to get myself worked up over this for my sake, the baby and

Angel’s. I knew he’d been under so much stress and he was having doubts about this baby and us. If he left me again I don’t

know what I’d do or should I say what we’d do. I knew he loves me, but sometimes I wonder if he’d leave if things got really hard

like before. I pushed the thoughts out of my mind as he came back into my line of vision.

 

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” he asked coming out of the closet with a half buttoned dark green shirt on.

 

“They’re your friends, Angel, not mine,” I stated blankly searching through my bag.

 

“I know, but they are going to say things that might have an affect on you,” he sighed out coming over to sit next to my towel

covered body.

 

“I need to pick out something to wear,” I whispered.

 

“No, you need to talk to me, okay?” he said striking his hand out to lie on my bare shoulder.

 

I shrugged off the shoulder, “Not now, after. After we need to talk and find a doctor and you need to wrap up here. This trip’s

about you and we’re,” I paused smiling and placing my hand on my stomach, “just along for the ride.”

 

“I’m glad you’re hear, but I know, especially with Cordy, they aren’t going to take the news well. Wes, he already knows and he

 was fine. Fred she will babbly and get all excited and start talking like a hick once again. Cordelia is going to through probably

the biggest fit I’ve ever seen, even bigger than Xander’s and Spike’s put together. While Gunn will either side with Cordy or go

on an outrage about how I finally ‘got some’.” He chuckled softly then his expression hardened once more.

 

“Yeah. It’s okay; don’t worry about little old me. Let me change and put some make up on and we’ll go down and talk to everyone,”

 my stomach then interrupted growling, “and get some food I guess too.”

 

His face softened once again, “Okay let me put those clothes in the laundry along with our towel’s,” he said taking my towel and

 eyeing my naked from as I reached into my bag. I could feel his eyes on me and I smiled.

 

“Awe, why aren’t you Mr. Mom?” I smiled feeling the tears in my eyes. I was being too sentimental.

 

I grabbed a yellow shirt as he kissed my forehead as he whispered, “You’re damn right,” he walked away at that.

 

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Downstairs, in the kitchen before Cordelia is here:

 

Buffy:

 

I was making a peanut butter sandwich since I was hungry. Angel was waiting for everyone in the lobby place and searching

for books about the baby. I heard the doors fly open and someone shriek. I didn’t sense anything bad so some one must be

 here. I wonder who it is; I now heard voices coming from the grand foyer. I walked to the end of the kitchen and peered in on

 what was going on. I saw Cordelia launched in my husband’s arms. It was Angel’s arms. Those were my arms, not hers. I could

 see he was uncomfortable with the fact that Cordelia was there, but I don’t know if it was because I could have walked in at any

 moment of if he was just plain uncomfortable. I couldn’t really tell do to the fact that I could only see the side of his face.

 

I walked through the hotel with a scowl on my face ready to ask Cordelia what in the world she thought she was doing when I ran

into a large figure. I fell down with a hard plop causing my sandwich and glass of milk to go tumbling to the floor. You could hear

the glass breaking of the cup and the plaster of the plate shattering. It was the start. This was the calm before the storm because

 making loud noises and breaking things was calm for the news that was about to come to Cordelia and everyone.

 

I looked up and saw a large black man dressed in cargo pants and a white shirt. I presumed it had to be Gunn. Charles Gunn was

 his name I think. Angel said he was the muscle, but I didn’t think all he was was muscle. He was solid and thick. The kind man looked

 down at me with my peanut butter and jelly stains and milk all over my blouse and face.

 

“And who might this pretty lady be?” he wondered looking at me with a glint in his eyes. Even though he was whispering it to himself,

Angel and I heard him.

 

“Buffy!” Angel broke from Cordy’s embrace and turned around looking at me, “Are you okay?” he asked coming to pull me up from

where I had fallen.

 

“I’m sorry, I made a mess. I’ll clean it up, but I’m really sorry. I’m such a goddamn mess. I’ll get a cloth and clean this shit up,” I

said stuttering slightly at first and brushing myself off.

 

“Buffy, don’t worry about it. Are you both okay?” I heard him say brushing off some food on my face.

 

“WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?!? AND WHAT IS THIS BOTH THING?!?!” Cordelia screamed.

 

I could feel everyone’s glares on me. Everyone was staring and it was scarring me. Cordelia’s dare could kill if it had the ability to.

Gunn’s was confused and pretty much dazed. “We’re fine, don’t worry. You and Cordelia should talk alone before we have a discussion

 with me in it. So I am going to clean up this mess I’ve made in your beautiful hotel and go change.”

 

“But Buffy I thought we agreed that we needed to talk to everyone together..”

 

Angel was cut off by a British voice, “She’s right, the girl needs to get cleaned up, I’ll help. And you two,” he said pointing at Cordelia

and Angel, “need to talk and we will be down in a second. Fred should be ready to chat soon.”

 

“Wes,” I breathed from my spot. I walked up to him and hugged him loosely.

 

“Hello there, Buffy,” he said pulling back to look at me, “Why don’t we get a wash clothe and get you out of these clothes, eh?”

 

“Good idea,” I smiled, “Angel we’ll be back.”

 

Wes and I walked up the stairs to Angel’s bedroom. I went to get my bag and he sat on the bed, “I heard about the news,” he smiled.

 

“Yeah, I know. Angel told me he informed you last night when we got here,” I stated rummaging through my bag for clean clothes.

 

“So how’s the news settling with you, then?” he quizzed me.

 

“I don’t know, Wes. I mean my dream has come true. This is the one thing I’ve wanted for about six years. All I’ve wanted was Angel’s

 child. I mean we even talked about children once, I told him that I didn’t want children if they weren’t his. And I never found one person

 that I wanted to have children with besides him. He is going to be the best dad. He’s a wonderful man. And I guess it’s all so overwhelming.

 I guess my one or rather two questions is why now and how? I mean why is this baby happening now? Is this a point to bring us back

together? I don’t understand. And everything is going on. An evil is coming and I can feel it. Angel’s been acting all wacky lately and that’s

not him. This thing that happened with Angelus the other night it gave me the major wiggies so I guess it’s just crazy. And then there’s how..”

I trailed off coming out of the bathroom with tears rolling down my cheeks and a new outfit on.

 

“That’s what we’re going to figure it out. We’ll research the new evil that you have a feeling about and we will research about how this baby

came to be. Angel has made one child before this so anything really could happen. You never know with that vampire. He’s over come a lot.

But I think you need to focus on staying calm and taking some time off your feet because you look way too stressed and it’s not good for this

 baby. And then you need to worry about the problem that will irrupt soon downstairs. And that’s problem’s name is Cordelia,” he grinned at me.

 

“Yeah, she’s kind of scary,” I made a funny face and put up my hands as claws. He just laughed at me.

 

“She’s changed a lot, Buffy. But you have to give her credit for not already irrupting in front of you downstairs. I mean you did steal her boyfriend.

Just give her a chance after this all blows over. Maybe you’ll even be friend one day,” Wesley looked at me hopefully.

 

“You keep thinking that Wes. But in the mean time I am going into the bathroom and putting makeup. You made me cry now and I have

streaks on my face. I’ll have to look all-beautiful again. Be right back,” I said hopping back into the bathroom with my makeup bag in hand.

 

***

 

Angel:

 

“Angel I am trying to understand and process every piece of bullshit you are feeding me right now, but let me run it over you to see if I am

understanding what your saying. So before you left for Sunnyhell we were going to get our chance and be happy because we could well make

a happy finally. And we loved each other, right? Then you left for the Hell town without a word of warning and not even a note to go back to

her! HER! The one you said you were over for me! Angel! God! You piss me off! But then to top it all off when I finally track you down you

tell me off! What the fuck is up with you?! Then you return here to OUR town with HER and tell me that you two made one big happy and

made a baby? What in the world were you thinking?” She stared at me for a long moment. She was screaming and making animated gestures

 with her hands to make her point come across crystal clear.

 

“Angel, man, I still can’t believe the first time you got some you got the chick pregnant, way to go man!”  Gunn shouted patting me on the

 shoulder saying the statement he had been saying for the last ten minutes again.

 

I nodded to acknowledge him and rolled me eyes, “Cordelia, with Buffy and I nothing ever..” I was interrupted by her booming voice again.

 

“Did I say I was finished? I think not. So rewind! Okay. Like I was saying I was YOUR GIRLFRIEND! Follow with me, Angel, GIIIIRLLLFRIEND.

That means I am the one you are devoted to. I am the only on you make a happy with. You cheated on me with your ex-girlfriend skank

and made a freak kid. What the hell is that? I can’t believe you! How could you do this to me? How could you hurt me so bad! I can’t believe

this! I thought you loved me!” She sobbed sinking to the floor.

 

“Cordy, I’m sorry. I didn’t know that I would hurt you this bad. But you have to know that things between Buffy and I never goes as planned

so ever getting us together hurts someone or an other. But I am just sad to say that I hurt my best friend. I swear I didn’t mean to,” I said crouching next to her.

 

“DON’T TOUCH ME!” the blonde shouted at me.

 

“Angel, I think that maybe Cordy needs a little space. Why don’t you give it to her? I mean we obviously hurt her. I feel really bad and I think

 if one of my best friends or boyfriends did this to me I would kill ‘em. So maybe you should back off and offer Cordy something to drink,” I

turned and saw Buffy and Wesley coming down the stairs. I could tell Buffy had been crying again. She tried to cover it with makeup, but I

could still tell she had been crying.

 

“I think that is a good idea, indeed,” Wesley said next to her, “I’ll go get you some soda, does that work Cordelia?”

 

“Diet, please,” she said from her feeble position on the floor.

 

“Diet, yes,” Wesley nodded before walking out into the kitchen. I think he knew that this was a thing between the three of us that he didn’t

need to be in the middle of this at the moment.

 

“You! Why did you have to ruin everything? I bet you’re not really even pregnant. I mean it can’t happen twice. You lying bitch,” she rose to

her feet with a snarl.

 

“Cordy,” I stated sternly as a warning for her to stop.

 

“No better yet! You slept with someone else to get pregnant to stop Angel from leaving you once againa nd to cause me misery. I bet you

slept with Xander or hell even Giles. You’ll sleep with anyone to get your precious Angel. Well, whore. If he believes you’re little dirty ass shit

of a kid is his than you can have him.

 

“Cordelia.” I raised my voice higher this time. I could feel Angelus boiling right under my layer ready to come out and kill her. I couldn’t

let him. I knew he loved Buffy in his own twisted way, but we didn’t need to kill my best friend because of that.

 

“But I do hope you gotta good fuck out of him, Buff. Because as soon as he realizes that the dirty filth inside of you isn’t his than he’s going

to leave you. But the only bad thing is. I’m not going to be here to bring him back to life. I am going to be his FRIEND and be not a WHORE

like some people that sleep with men just to get what ever the fuck they want…”

 

“CORDELIA!” I shouted standing over where she was now sitting in the round lobby chair in the middle of the lobby. “THAT IS ENOUGH!”

 

The walls seemed to shake from the power of my voice. I looked at her and I glared. She was my best friend and I know she was hurt and that

is the only reason I hadn’t ripped her throat out or kicked her out of my house for calling my mate and future child such despicable things.

 

“I think we can handle this like adults and keep the name calling to a minimum, can’t we? You’re not in high school anymore,” I looked down at

her and my eyes rose as she huffed out a sigh and just nodded her head in response, “Thank you.”

 

I looked back at were Buffy was sitting on the steps now. She was sitting by herself and her head was resting on her knees. She looked so fragile.

Tears of sadness were streaming down her face. She looked so beautiful though. She would always be the most beautiful woman in the world.

Earlier she had been glowing with laughter about our child. The child that had always been forbidden between us was now real. It was alive within her.

 

I turned back to my best friend after giving Buffy a sympathetic, small smile. She just gave me a thumbs up and went back to staring off into

space. I would talk to her later.

 

There was a long break of silence as Wesley came out of the kitchen with a can of soda and handed it to Cordelia. She sat there her chest

heaving in and out. I knew she was going to through a fit. I just wish she would understand that I always loved Buffy in a soul mate way and

nothing could ever end that. I feel so bad that she was trapped inside this web Buffy and I had created. Cordelia was a good person. She

shouldn’t have been put through this much pain. I felt so bad. God, what have I done? I have to start to fic this. I cannot loose my best friend.

I am not going to let it happen.

 

“Cordelia, I want you to be in my life still,” I came next to her crouching in front of her and moving hair out of her face, “you have been my

best friend three years and I don’t want anything to come between us. I do care for you and I do love you. But I was so desperate for the

love I have with Buffy that I didn’t care who I hurt. I don’t love you in the same way. I love you just as much, but not in the same matter.

 I would kill for you any day even though some days I want to kill you. You are like family. You will always be that in my heart. If you decide

 to stay here and see where everything goes than I would be honored, but I understand if you have to leave and not be here right now. Just

know that wherever I am you always have a place to stay because your family, not ever Buffy can change that fact,” I smiled down at her as

 she finally looked up at me.

 

“I need time to think, Angel. But hey you stay in town for a few more days and I’ll come around. I’ll give you a call. I mean I still work here,

right? I’ll come in and help with research later. But I just need time to think what’s going on through my head all the way through,” she stated

 rising to her feet.

 

“Are you sure you are alright, Cordy?” I wondered looking down at her rising form.

 

“I’m sure, big guy,” she walked to the front of the lobby and waved lightly bye to Wes and Buffy. She stopped and turned around, “Oh and

Angel?”

 

“Yeah?” he asked back to the now blonde.

 

“Thank you,” she smiled blowing a kiss to him.

 

“I’ll talk to you tomorrow, Cor, bye,” I smiled up at her.

 

Her only respond was a quick nod, a smile and then she opened the door to walk out of the hotel.

 

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