Disclaimer –
I don’t own Buffy, Angel, Willow, Mr. And Mrs.
Summers or any of the other characters, “although I wish I did” but I don’t
they all belong to Joss Weldon, except Sara and Sheila, those to were based on
my own aunt and cousin and are mine. Oh one more thing when he’s speaking in
Latin no that’s not really Latin.
Authors Note
– This takes place around the third season, Buffy
and Angel can have sex without Angel loosing his soul. But Buffy’s
recently died and Angel is going to a psychiatrist to deal.
By; Fire_Star6 and Demon
Cat3
Angel
- I swear humans have no idea how hard it is
to be a vampire! Ya know like the no sun deal, you think we like
being this pale?! Well no we don’t! I mean I can’t even go to a tanning saloon
for fear of being turned into a pile of ashes. Oh and the whole no reflection
crap ya think I enjoy not being able to see my self. And don’t even get me started on the blood lust thing.
(This was Angels fourth session with Dr. Hilert. He
had grown rather fond of the twenty-nine year-old therapist. During his first
session he had been very nervous about telling her the whole truth, about what
he was, and showing her his “true face” to prove his story. But to his amazement
not only did she not freak out on him when he showed her, but she was also very
polite about the whole matter. Not to mention she was blonde, about 5’8, and
extremely beautiful. )
Dr.
Hilert – So when exactly did you start feeling like this?
Angel
– I don no. (he was restlessly pacing around the room
looking from one item to another, he never really sat or laid down on the black
couch unless asked to.)
Dr.
Hilert – Your avoiding my questions today Angel. Ya know
there’s really no way for me to help you if you’re not straight with me.
Angel – That’s
not fair.
Dr. Hilert –
Sigh, Angel you came her three weeks ago ready to commit
suicide because of this Buffy girls death. Now you told me that she was this
chosen warrior who’s soul propose in life was to kill demons and monsters much
like your own proposes. But then some were along the way you two fell in love
with each other. You were both happy, but then some time last month she was
killed by demon. Am I close? (She was pushing him hard and she knew it,
but it had to be done. This was the only way to get him to let some of his pain
and frustration out.) So the way I see it is that you can ether share
with me what’s wrong and let me help, our you can go throw your self onto sharp
piece of wood, because if you won’t let me in, then your just wasting my time. (He
stared at her speechless for a minute. She had never spoken to him like that
before and he wasn’t quit sure how to take it. Finally excepting her
terms he gave in and laid down on the over stuffed couch) well all
right then.
Angel – You’re
not the first person to bitch at me like that today ya know. I was at home
looking at pictures of me and Buffy and her friends, when all the sudden her
parents just barge right in, not even bothering to knock. So they just storm in
like they own the place and start yelln and cursen at me. Saying that Buffys
death is all my fault and how if she hadn’t left them to live with me this
never would have happened. (He stops and quietly stars at the ceiling
possibly fighting back tears)
Dr. Hilert – So
what’d you do?
Angel – Willow
threw them out. Buffys wiccan friend I told ya bout, she came by earlier
because…………. she was worried about me and then refused to leave, she was
upstairs and heard the commotion……. (Again stares at the ceiling)
Dr. Hilert – But
that’s exactly what you need to do Angel. You have to learn to
open up to people, to express how you feel.
Angel – Last
time I did that…….. well let’s just say it ended badly.
Dr. Hilert – So
tell me about it. Your my last session for the day and I’m in no hurry to go
home, so tell me all about it.
Angel – You
really want to hear about it?
Dr. Hilert – Yes!
Angel – All
right. It was about two months ago….
Scene II;
(God Buffy's gonna kill me.
She’s gonna be here any minute and I still haven’t decided on what the hell I’m
gonna wear on our date. Well not exactly “date” more like a night in hell. See
Buffy arranged it so that we were suppose to have dinner with her parents. I
mean under normal circumstances I really wouldn’t mind, but ever since that
night when Spike decided it would be fun to tell them about of me and Buffys
sex life things haven’t been good between me and my beloved’s parents. Not that
it really matters now, I swore on my soul that I’d go through with this dinner
thing so there’s really no use complaining about it.)
Buffy – (walking smoothly into the
apartment, dressed in a tight blue silk dress, high heeled black shoes, with
her hair loosely pinned up.) You’re not even dressed yet?!
(I knew she’d have a fit,
here it is 5:04 p.m. we’re suppose to meet her parents at the Sunnydale Gardens
Restaurant at 5:30 p.m. sharp. And here I stand with my hair still sopping wet
from the shower and completely naked.)
Buffy – I can’t believe you’re not ready yet! (Stops and gives me a quick
once over) I mean don’t get me wrong, not that I’m
not enjoying the view and all (I can feel my self blushing at this) it’s
just that if you don’t hurry up we’re gonna be late, which will result in
pissing off my parents, and I don’t really want to deal with that.
Angel – (I move to put on my leather
pants she likes so much) I’m hurrying, I’m hurrying. Just
give me a second.
Buffy – We don’t have a second! Come on! (Realizing I’m moving to
slow for her she then decides to take matters into her own hands. Grabbing my
red silk shirt from the closet she then attempts to put it on me while I’m
slipping on my black boots, which just doesn’t work)
Angel – Beloved calm down. It’s gonna be fine. We’re not going to be
late I swear.
Buffy –(calming down slightly she
slumps down next to me on the couch) ya I suppose
your right.
Angel – Oh course I am, I’m always right.
Buffy – Oh really?…
Angel – Absolutely. (With that she pulls me onto the floor and starts
tickling me) Hey! No fair !!!! Stop it!
Buffy – Say uncle!
Angel – Never! (Of course at this point I’m laughing so hard tears are running down my
face)
Buffy – Say it!
Angel – Okay! Okay! Uncle! Uncle!
(She stops tickling and is
now sitting on my stomach triumphantly)
Buffy – Good boy. (Gives me a kiss)
Angel – Am I? (Returning her gesture)
Buffy- Oh very. (This time kissing me longer and finally slipping her tongue into my
mouth. Again I return the gesture more then eager. Of course this then sends us
both in to a sort of kissing/tongue war. Only after ten minutes do I very
reluctantly pull away.)
Angel – Not that I don’t love this but if we don’t get going we’re
gonna be late.
Buffy – Oh shit! (Jumping off me) Come on get up! Put your shirt on!
Angel – Love, calm dow…… (Before I can even finish she yanks me out the door,
bond and determined not to be late.)
Scene III;
(5:29 p.m. at Sunnydale
Gardens Restaurant)
(We run into the restaurant
only to be stopped the sight before us. There at the table were not only Buffys
parents but also her cousin and aunt, all chatting rapidly.)
Angel – You said it was just your parents.
Buffy – (looking very brassed off) I was lead to believe it was.
Angel – I can’t handle this. I can’t even deal with just your
parents, how am I suppose to take two more people on top of that.
Buffy – I don’t know but you’d better figure it out quick because
we’ve been spotted. (Sure enough her aunt had seen us and was now waving us over.)
Angel – Pleasssssseeee don’t make me do this.
Buffy – Just remember, we’ve faced worse.
Angel – No we haven’t.
Buffy – Ya I know. (Pushing me to the table) But suck it
up.
Mr.
Summers – Little late are we.
Buffy – (gives him a cold glare) Well if I’d have known we had company waiting we would have
been more punctual.
Angel – (oh crap we’ve only been
here for two minutes and Buffy and her parents are all ready at each others
throats. I curse under my breath in Latin.) de ratuil prd
graty cers me djgy ugfn kjivub nivbt hucdgr hebfa htlu udhb faead wefdsa waic
pmatx icaxd qaws. (To
my surprise and embarrassment Buffys cousin Sara answers me)
Sara – leswerve ve sia quarto ento mentro boired oya chidrichl ma
blama shot tus de sia heml cate.
(Trying to explain my
comment I quickly tell her in Latin that every time I’m around them a war seems
to break out between Buffy and her parents. This of course makes her laugh and
nod in agreement. Unfortunately no one else seemed as amused.)
Buffy – (teasingly elbows me in the
ribs) Hey no secrets.
Angel – (pulling a chair out for
her) Yes, my lady. (Thankfully this made her giggle and forget about
the problem with her father, for now. Taking my own seat I prayed that the
peace would last at least for a few minutes.)
Sara – So your Angelus.
Angel – (both me and Buffy exchange
looks) Actually I don’t go by that name, I’m
Angel.
Sara – Oh, sorry, it’s just that’s what Aunt Joyce and Uncle Joe
called you.
Buffy – Well they shouldn’t have.
Aunt
Sheila – (possibly
noticing the tension and trying to change the subject) So Angel you speak Latin, that’s very impressive, it took
Sara about three years to learn.
Angel – Oh it was part of my lessons as a boy.
Sara – Do you speak any thing else?
Angel – (Again I exchange a glance
with Buffy who smiled and nodded knowing what was coming.) Celtic, French, Italian, Romanian, German, and little bit of
Russian.
Mr.
Summers – But he doesn’t like to brag. (His voice dripping with
sarcasm) Ow! (Buffy had kicked him under the table, in case ya
didn’t get that.)
Buffy – Opps sorry must have slipped.
(I couldn’t help but smile
and shake my head at that remembering what she had always said, “nobody messes
with my boy friend and gets away with it”. And you better believe she ment it.)
Aunt
Sheila – (again
trying to make peace) Wow that’s some thing. Where’d you
learn all that?
Angel – Oh well I was born in Ireland, and after I met up with Darla
we moved pretty much all over Europe, I just kind of picked up the languages as
we went. (Oh
hell I knew as soon as I mentioned Darla, Buffys mood would completely shift
into bitch slayer mode, and she didn’t disappoint.)
Buffy – So where are all the freaken waiters.
(God it’s going to be a
looonnnggg evening.)
Scene IV;
(Angels apartment about 7:05
p.m.)
(Well surfice to say dinner
was literally hell on Earth, while I do believe her Aunt and Cousin liked me
her parents were most likely plotting my death. When they weren’t bitchen at
Buffy they turned on me. At one point her father got on my nerves so much that
I even started to “vamp out”. I mean I literally felt my fangs come down.
Thankfully though Buffy noticed in the nick of time and started to rub my thigh
and whisper,…. well let’s just say it calmed me down. Any way it got bad enough
at the end that not more then three seconds after dinner was over Buffy and me
took off.)
Buffy – What’s the matter? I think you’d be over joyed to get out of
there.
Angel – (flopping down on the couch)
Nothing, I’m just tired.
Buffy – liar. (She sat down on my lap pulling her shoes off, I had already slipped
off my boots and shirt which now lay in heap on the floor.
Buffy – was it really that
horrible?
Angel – No, it wasn’t that
horrible, the food was okay.
Buffy – Ha, Ha……. I really am sorry about the way my parents acted.
Angel – Don’t worry about it. (Kissing her gently) I think
you deserve a quiet night to just relax and maybe play with your favorite
vampire.
Buffy – (smiling very tesingly) You sure you’re not to tiered?
Angel – Does this look like I’m tired (kissing her very passionately)
Buffy – (slipping her arms around my
neck and adjusting her position on my lap) Mum.. well in
that case …………………………………………………………
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
Scene V;
(Dr. Hilerts office)
Dr. Hilert
– And? What happened then?
Angel – (staring at the ceiling
still lost in thought) What?.. Oh, we just…….
(Suddenly the door swings
open and a young woman dressed in red leather pants, and a black halter top,
with teased blonde hair strolls casually in looking slightly pissed off)
Buffy – Yes Angel. Tell her what happened then.
Dr. Hilert
– Excuse me. But this is a private session, you can
come tomorrow if you want to (but is quickly cut off)
Buffy – Oh but I’m hungry now. Care to join me in a bite lover. (Looking over at Angel
expectantly)
Dr. Hilert
– Angel?
Angel – (coming out of his daze) Buffy, please don’t.
Dr. Hilert
– Buffy? But you said she was (again is cut off by Buffy)
Buffy – Dead? Oh but I am. See I was out patrolling last month when
a vampire killed me….. Or should I say sired me? (Again returning her attention to Angel) Honestly Angel, a
shrink? I expected better out of you.
Angel – Please
Buffy don’t… (But he knew it was no use, she swiftly leapt over the desk
and grabbed the doctor by the throat holding her firmly with her vampire strength)
Dr. Hilert –
Angel, stop her..
Buffy – (Looking
very amused) Stop me. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, oh please. (Staring
at Angel again) Beloved
if your not going to join me in a bite here then why don’t you go home. Willow
went through all that trouble to bring us those kids today and you haven’t
killed a single one. You’re really going to hurt her feelings. Now you go and
dine with her and I’ll be back shortly.
Dr. Hilert – Angel!
Don’t! (But even she knew it was no use, as she watched him leave)
Buffy – Oh
I wouldn’t worry too much about him. You see he was just a little upset because
my parents came by and yelled at him today. (Dr. Hilert is still try
desperately to break Buffys grasp) Oh, but not to worry I plan to put a stop to that. (With
that, Buffy quickly breaks the woman’s neck, in a loud snap, then drops the
body to the floor.) After all, nobody messes with my boyfriend and gets
away with it.
The End