Title: The Distance Between Us
Author: NABELLETHEY (The Beffster)
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do NOT own any of the characters in this story. You hear that? I don't own anything, except this idea which is the property of me and me only! But other than that I own nada...not even the computer I'm writing this on... :S
Summary: crossover with Buffy the vampire slayer and The Lord of The Rings at the end of season 3 in BTVS and just before the attack at Weathertop in LOTR.
WARNING: Angel is in this story and it will be B/A romance and angst. Any Legolas dissing is an accident it's just my personal feelings about him being a pansy coming to the fore.....if you find any unfair descriptions, actions etc. tell me and I'll correct 'em! I don't mean to offend anyone but spit happens! R and R please but no flames and stuff I'm a sensitive writer. (except to legolas teehee!)
Thanx to Elle my beta reader...she corrected most of the typos and added a lil bit in here and there to make it run better....gotta love the old ellster....
Chapter 1
She stared after him, eyes unblinking, hoping that he had not really left her. She could not look away, even when all that remained before her was the swirling white smoke that had curled in around him as he had walked out of her life. Slowly she began to realise he was not coming back and the moment she understood, her heart didn't break...it shattered.
She closed her eyes bidding the tears to remain hidden and turned away.
Every step that took him away from her seemed to get harder. He was leaving and it hurt him. Leaving Sunnydale...leaving her, it was almost too much to bear, but bear it he would, for her safety, for her life, that's what he needed to keep reminding himself, everything was for her...always for her.
Knowing he was out of her sight he turned catching one last look at her beautiful face before she turned away. He dropped his gaze and did the same.
Buffy opened her eyes, finally sure that no tears would come, but instead of seeing Willow, Oz, Giles and Xander, she saw nothing. Suddenly, she had the feeling she wasn't in Kansas anymore,
"Not that I was in Kansas in the first place, I was in Sunnydale, land of the hellmouth, but that's not the point," she reminded herself
"The point is that I'm not there anymore." She was thought babbling, it always happened when she was nervous, emotionally traumatised – or in this case both.
"I'm in some strange place, where, for all I know, leprechauns regularly dance with unicorns and there are no such things as doughnuts."
She looked around her, it was dark and the thick blanket of cloud blocked out the light of the stars and moon. Even with little vision, she could see the shadows of a ruin, she heard some chattering voices, their owners hidden by the darkness. Buffy could sense something near. He was coming up behind her...
She spun around at the last moment and dodged the blow of a sword. Her attacker swept past her, the blade of the sword whistling through the air, swinging in a deadly arch before slicing towards her again for a second assault. Buffy prepared herself for it, widening her base and readying her arms. The attacker, whom she could now make out by the faint light of the moon, was a man with long dark hair. His movements were fluid and precise as he brought the sword towards her, and Buffy tensed, reading herself to move out of its path, when suddenly the man froze. The sword hovered between them, glinting softly in the weak light. Buffy didn't allow herself to relax, but glanced at the man warily, curious as to why he had stopped mid-attack. The man returned her gaze, an expression on his weather worn face which could only be described as utter confusion.
"Who are you?" he asked, wonder in his voice as he slowly lowered his sword. Buffy frowned, beginning to come out of her defensive pose and about to speak when suddenly her former-attacker was pushed to the ground from behind by a tall, dark and glowery Angel.
"Buffy, are you alright?"
T.B.C....soon
Author: NABELLETHEY (The Beffster)
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do NOT own any of the characters in this story. You hear that? I don't own anything, except this idea which is the property of me and me only! But other than that I own nada...not even the computer I'm writing this on... :S
Summary: crossover with Buffy the vampire slayer and The Lord of The Rings at the end of season 3 in BTVS and just before the attack at Weathertop in LOTR.
WARNING: Angel is in this story and it will be B/A romance and angst. Any Legolas dissing is an accident it's just my personal feelings about him being a pansy coming to the fore.....if you find any unfair descriptions, actions etc. tell me and I'll correct 'em! I don't mean to offend anyone but spit happens! R and R please but no flames and stuff I'm a sensitive writer. (except to legolas teehee!)
Thanx to Elle my beta reader...she corrected most of the typos and added a lil bit in here and there to make it run better....gotta love the old ellster....
Chapter 1
She stared after him, eyes unblinking, hoping that he had not really left her. She could not look away, even when all that remained before her was the swirling white smoke that had curled in around him as he had walked out of her life. Slowly she began to realise he was not coming back and the moment she understood, her heart didn't break...it shattered.
She closed her eyes bidding the tears to remain hidden and turned away.
Every step that took him away from her seemed to get harder. He was leaving and it hurt him. Leaving Sunnydale...leaving her, it was almost too much to bear, but bear it he would, for her safety, for her life, that's what he needed to keep reminding himself, everything was for her...always for her.
Knowing he was out of her sight he turned catching one last look at her beautiful face before she turned away. He dropped his gaze and did the same.
Buffy opened her eyes, finally sure that no tears would come, but instead of seeing Willow, Oz, Giles and Xander, she saw nothing. Suddenly, she had the feeling she wasn't in Kansas anymore,
"Not that I was in Kansas in the first place, I was in Sunnydale, land of the hellmouth, but that's not the point," she reminded herself
"The point is that I'm not there anymore." She was thought babbling, it always happened when she was nervous, emotionally traumatised – or in this case both.
"I'm in some strange place, where, for all I know, leprechauns regularly dance with unicorns and there are no such things as doughnuts."
She looked around her, it was dark and the thick blanket of cloud blocked out the light of the stars and moon. Even with little vision, she could see the shadows of a ruin, she heard some chattering voices, their owners hidden by the darkness. Buffy could sense something near. He was coming up behind her...
She spun around at the last moment and dodged the blow of a sword. Her attacker swept past her, the blade of the sword whistling through the air, swinging in a deadly arch before slicing towards her again for a second assault. Buffy prepared herself for it, widening her base and readying her arms. The attacker, whom she could now make out by the faint light of the moon, was a man with long dark hair. His movements were fluid and precise as he brought the sword towards her, and Buffy tensed, reading herself to move out of its path, when suddenly the man froze. The sword hovered between them, glinting softly in the weak light. Buffy didn't allow herself to relax, but glanced at the man warily, curious as to why he had stopped mid-attack. The man returned her gaze, an expression on his weather worn face which could only be described as utter confusion.
"Who are you?" he asked, wonder in his voice as he slowly lowered his sword. Buffy frowned, beginning to come out of her defensive pose and about to speak when suddenly her former-attacker was pushed to the ground from behind by a tall, dark and glowery Angel.
"Buffy, are you alright?"
T.B.C....soon