Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, Joss does.
Summary: A blond shows up claiming to be the slayer, but is she?
Author's notes: 1. This tale is in response to a challenge by: Dilkara. 2. This is my first attempt at Buffy/Angel fan-fiction so be kind to me.
Reviews: Let me know how I'm doing please.
Setting: Sunnydale- to start anyway.
Chapter #1- Idle Thoughts
The group of mourners filed past the casket in stoic silence, each lost in their own thoughts.
' Buffy, I love you. I'll never get to tell her those words. She told me plenty of times, repeated it over, and over again. She was there for me when our mother died, then she took her place, was a mother to me when I felt I had none. Then I found out I was nothing but a ball of energy. She told me that I was much more than that, a true blood sister. Buffy I love you, and I'll never, ever forget you.' Dawn thought to herself as she paused before the coffin in which her sister lay.
Spike followed her: 'First mother and now daughter, the li'l bit is devastated. Buffy, I'm going to be a man for a change and keep a promise to protect Dawn in your memory. Buffy I know you didn't care for me- other than to play let's kick Spike's ass, but I loved you. I think I now realize what the old poof (Angel) saw in you. You are a strong, loving, caring person. Good-bye my darling Buffy.' he brooded as he brought a hand to his lips in order to lay a gentle kiss on the casket.
Giles stepped up to the coffin: 'Damn it, I'm not supposed to cry, I'm British, have to keep a stiff upper lip. Buffy you are the daughter I never had- I was so proud of you in anything you did. And I know, we had our moments, our disagreements, over a certain vampire who's name begins with an A, but I could never stay mad at you. I am proud to have known you in life, and shall mourn your in death. Good-Bye daughter. Oh damn it there are those tears again!' he reflected as he took out a hankie from his pocket.
Zander was behind the weeping watcher:
'Buffy, Buffy, Buffy. Good old Buffy. I was never good with words, especially when it came to you. Do you know I had a crush on you in high school? I did. But somehow along the way I realized that I didn't love you in that way. I loved you in a sisterly way, I felt protective over you when Angel broke your heart- when he went to hell and almost took the rest of us with him. I wanted to stake his tortured heart for doing that to you. You were the sister I never had. There will always be a place in my heart for you. Goodbye sister. He thought to himself as he filed past and moved to where Anya was waiting.
'Before you I was a loner in school, no one paid any attention to me, I was just this brainy chick who tutored people. And then you came to our school and virtually turned it upside down, and quite suddenly I wasn't alone anymore. You came, and became my best friend, and everything changed. Suddenly, I was important, part of a team, and it felt wonderful. You were a true friend to me Buffy, you accepted me for who I am, and I shall never forget that. I shall miss you, but I also have faith that we shall meet again in another time. Willow stepped past the coffin then and moved to the comforting arms of Zander.
To come: Angel's thoughts and the funeral.
Author's note: I haven't decided about including Tara yet? I'm thinking very possibly a bloody and unpleasant death.
Please review, and remember that it's my first attempt at a Buffy/Angel fic.
Well I'll cya.
-Angel's Babe
Author's notes: 1. This tale is in response to a challenge by: Dilkara. 2. This is my first attempt at Buffy/Angel fan-fiction so be kind to me.
Reviews: Let me know how I'm doing please.
Setting: Sunnydale- to start anyway.
Chapter #1- Idle Thoughts
The group of mourners filed past the casket in stoic silence, each lost in their own thoughts.
' Buffy, I love you. I'll never get to tell her those words. She told me plenty of times, repeated it over, and over again. She was there for me when our mother died, then she took her place, was a mother to me when I felt I had none. Then I found out I was nothing but a ball of energy. She told me that I was much more than that, a true blood sister. Buffy I love you, and I'll never, ever forget you.' Dawn thought to herself as she paused before the coffin in which her sister lay.
Spike followed her: 'First mother and now daughter, the li'l bit is devastated. Buffy, I'm going to be a man for a change and keep a promise to protect Dawn in your memory. Buffy I know you didn't care for me- other than to play let's kick Spike's ass, but I loved you. I think I now realize what the old poof (Angel) saw in you. You are a strong, loving, caring person. Good-bye my darling Buffy.' he brooded as he brought a hand to his lips in order to lay a gentle kiss on the casket.
Giles stepped up to the coffin: 'Damn it, I'm not supposed to cry, I'm British, have to keep a stiff upper lip. Buffy you are the daughter I never had- I was so proud of you in anything you did. And I know, we had our moments, our disagreements, over a certain vampire who's name begins with an A, but I could never stay mad at you. I am proud to have known you in life, and shall mourn your in death. Good-Bye daughter. Oh damn it there are those tears again!' he reflected as he took out a hankie from his pocket.
Zander was behind the weeping watcher:
'Buffy, Buffy, Buffy. Good old Buffy. I was never good with words, especially when it came to you. Do you know I had a crush on you in high school? I did. But somehow along the way I realized that I didn't love you in that way. I loved you in a sisterly way, I felt protective over you when Angel broke your heart- when he went to hell and almost took the rest of us with him. I wanted to stake his tortured heart for doing that to you. You were the sister I never had. There will always be a place in my heart for you. Goodbye sister. He thought to himself as he filed past and moved to where Anya was waiting.
'Before you I was a loner in school, no one paid any attention to me, I was just this brainy chick who tutored people. And then you came to our school and virtually turned it upside down, and quite suddenly I wasn't alone anymore. You came, and became my best friend, and everything changed. Suddenly, I was important, part of a team, and it felt wonderful. You were a true friend to me Buffy, you accepted me for who I am, and I shall never forget that. I shall miss you, but I also have faith that we shall meet again in another time. Willow stepped past the coffin then and moved to the comforting arms of Zander.
To come: Angel's thoughts and the funeral.
Author's note: I haven't decided about including Tara yet? I'm thinking very possibly a bloody and unpleasant death.
Please review, and remember that it's my first attempt at a Buffy/Angel fic.
Well I'll cya.
-Angel's Babe