A/N: I know nothing about BTVS. I've only seen like, 2 episodes, and they had
Riley in them. I know I don't like him, and that's about it. I love Angel, so you can guess
what character is going to be making a guest appearance. I am really sorry that everyone is
going to act like I think they might. I know I've screwed this idea right over, but bear with
me. Cordy, Xander, Oz, and Spike aren't going to play much of a role here. I know way to
little about them to even try. I'm going to hope I can pull this off with just Buffy, Angel,
Giles, and Willow. If you think it sucks, tell me what I can do to make it better. Flames and
everything else go to kimmie@quincymail.com
Oh, I forgot to mention that I know Buffy and the gang are in college now. It just suits me
better to have them in high school, since I can relate. Live with it, ok?
The End (Prologue)
She ran through the tangled leaves and undergrowth, desperately trying to get away. She didn't know
what she was running from, but somehow, she knew it was evil. A branch seemed to appear in front of her on
the forest floor. She saw it, but she was going to fast to stop. She opened her mouth in horror as she tripped,
and hit the ground with a loud thud. She was shaking so hard she could hardly breathe, she knew it was still
coming. 'I have to get up!' She screamed silently. Suddenly, she was aware she wasn't alone in the little
clearing. Twigs snapped underneath the being's feet. She forced her exhausted body to get up, and slowly
pushed herself onto her knees. She still didn't turn to the advancing figure. She almost wanted to give up, to
fall back down and not get up. She rose to her feet. And faster than she'd ever gone before, she raced out of
the clearing into the thickest part of trees. Pushed by sheer determination, she pumped her arms, and ran
faster. A hand grabbed her shoulder roughly, jerking her to the ground again. Strong hands pulled her up to
stand, and she turned slowly to face the creature, and screamed as she looked right into the face of…
"Angel!" Buffy Summers sat straight up in her bed, sweat covering her body and her
sheets tangled around her legs as she had tried to run from the dream. Shakily, she pushed
the sheets off of herself, and glanced into her mirror, pushing her hair from her hot
forehead.
"It was just a dream. Only a dream." She whispered to herself, in an effort to believe
the words.
Buffy slanted her eyes at the mirror, which was rippling as though it was a pool of
water. She leaned toward it slightly, and touched the surface. The mirror went back to its
original state: cold and hard. She sighed. "Weird. Why am I having these dreams again? I
thought this was behind me."
The blonde teenager turned to her closet, and pulled out some clothing. While her
back was turned, the mirror began to flicker again, and an image, too blurry to clearly make
out, dressed in some sort of black duster appeared in the mirror, it's shiny white fangs
glowing in an unseen light.
"Giles? Hello, is anyone here?" The library was empty; the lights were even off.
Giles' head peeked out at Buffy from behind a bookshelf.
"Hello, Buffy. Was there something you wanted?" Giles stood and brushed off his
slacks. He straightened his vest, and looked at Buffy.
She was dressed in a short black skirt, with knee-high boots and a black tank top.
"Yes. I need to talk to you about something." Buffy walked back by the door, and flipped on
the lights.
"All right." Giles pulled his chair to face Buffy, and motioned she should sit in the
other.
"I'm having dreams again. Angel dreams. I don't know why," she added helplessly.
"I have totally been busy with Slaying, and I thought I was happy with Riley."
"Has something happened between the two of you? Something to make you wish for
Angel again?"
'How could someone not wish for Angel when they're with Riley?' Buffy thought to
herself. She pushed the thought away. "If you had asked me about Riley and me yesterday, I
would've told you was I completely happy, and if you then mentioned Angel, I would've
snapped at you, and told you you were crazy. But today, I almost, hate Riley. Like I can't
stand him. I don't know what's wrong with me. In the dream, I was being chased by
something I knew was evil, and I was in a forest in the middle of the night. I fell, and it
pulled me back up, and when I turned to see what exactly it was, I was looking right into
Angel's face."
"Hmm." Giles pulled a large, rather dingy looking book from under his desk.
"I think this book can help you. It explains the relationships between Slayer and
Demons. Rare as they are, they do happen. It has a section on after the relationship is over.
It also has a section on dreams about the creatures."
"This sounds perfect, Giles. Thank you." Buffy turned to go.
"Buffy? About Riley; don't do anything rash, okay?"
Buffy smiled innocently. "Who, me?" 'How can he read my mind like that?' Buffy
thought lamely, leaving the library to search for Riley.
"Buffy!" Riley waved at her.
"Here we go." Whispered Buffy.
"Hey babe. Do you want to do something after school?" Riley tried to put his arm
around the petite blonde.
Buffy pushed his arm away. "Riley, we have to talk."
"Ok. Is there something wrong, Buffy? You look sort of sick."
"It's over Riley. I thought I was past Angel and everything that happened to me, but
I was wrong. I had another dream." She whispered to him.
Riley looked upset, and he said something, but Buffy couldn't make out what he was
saying. Buffy put her hand on her forehead, and leaned against a row of lockers. Her head
was spinning and she felt very sick. Buffy slumped to the ground, and she heard a voice. It
was nice, deep and comforting. She felt herself being carried away, but she didn't know who
was carrying her, and she was so tired, she didn't care anymore.
Angel smiled at her. She gasped, and tried to back away. His voice echoed through the dark woods.
"Buffy, don't be afraid. I'm here now." She wanted so badly to trust him, but she couldn't force herself. She
avoided eye contact, knowing she'd be convinced if she didn't. He walked to her, and wrapped his arms
around her, she tried not to, but she looked into his eyes, and…
"Buffy? Are you ok? Oh my God, what happened to you?" Buffy opened her eyes
and saw the concerned face of her best friend hovering over her.
"I'm fine, now, Willow." Buffy glanced around.
"It's ok. I told the nurse to leave. Giles told me about the dream. Did you really
break up with Riley? He was so mad!" Willow stifled a giggle, as Buffy looked concerned.
"How did I get here?" Buffy remembered the strong arms. Riley? Probably not. He
would've been to wrapped up in his own trouble to notice her fainting spell.
"What do you mean? Didn't you walk here?" Willow looked worried.
"No. I remember; someone carried me here. I was sitting against the lockers near the
auditorium. I did not walk all the way over to the nurse's office." Buffy's voice was stiff.
"I'll ask. You do feel better, right Buffy?" She smiled and nodded at Willow. Buffy
did feel better. The only thing bothering her now was the pit of anxiety and worry knotted in
her stomach.
Willow walked into the small room again, looking extremely worried. "Buffy? Um,
the nurse just told me that an older man carried you in here, and before anyone had a chance
to ask his name, he left."
"Ok, so a teacher brought me here." Buffy didn't believe the words herself.
"That could be possible." Buffy perked up noticeably.
"If the teacher looked foreign and wore a long black duster." Willow finished.
"Oh no." Buffy leaned against the paper on the bed. "Angel's back. And I think he
wants to hurt me again."
Giles was reading a large book. "This can't be." He studied it closer. But it was
printed right there.
"In the case of a vampire and a slayer, if the vampire, by force or otherwise takes the Slayer's
virginity, they are connected until one dies. There is no way to break the bond they share. While connected, the
vampire will have Slayer talents, including the ability to walk in the sunlight. The Slayer connected will have
strange dreams, and everything around them will become a portal for the vampire to reach them. Beware of
objects like mirrors, wardrobes, and drains. The vampire also has access to the Dream Plane, and can contact
the Slayer through their dreams."
Giles book-marked the page, and tucking the leather book under his arm, he hurried
out of the library.
Buffy threw her shoulder bag onto her bed and unzipped her boots, kicking them
under her bed. She was thoroughly exhausted, and her day had been an extremely bad one.
After she got out of the nurse's office, Riley had been giving her dirty looks all day. Just
when she was about to tell him off, he'd approached her and told her he had known she was
obsessed with that "damn vampire." She was ready to rip his head off, when Will, who had
seen the entire thing, dragged her away. Buffy sighed. At least this horrible day is nearly over.
She took a quick glance at her watch. "Oh no! I'm late!"
Buffy changed into a pair of dark jeans and a pink ¾ sleeve shirt that proclaimed, in
silver letters, "Boys lie." On her way out of her room, she pulled on a pair of sneakers and
slammed the door shut behind her.
In Buffy's room, the phone rang. And rang. The machine picked up. "Hey! You've
reached Buffy Summers. I can't come to the phone right now, but if you leave a message, I'll
try to get back to you."
Giles' voice came over the answering machine. "Buffy? It's Giles. I have some very
ahem important news to tell you."
Buffy got out of her car, and stepped into the cemetery. She looked around,
confused. "Wait a minute. What am I doing here? I thought I was meeting…"
Buffy's eyes seemed to glaze over. She got back into her car, and drove away. An
hour later, she passed a sign on the highway. "10 miles to Sunnydale National Forest."
Riley in them. I know I don't like him, and that's about it. I love Angel, so you can guess
what character is going to be making a guest appearance. I am really sorry that everyone is
going to act like I think they might. I know I've screwed this idea right over, but bear with
me. Cordy, Xander, Oz, and Spike aren't going to play much of a role here. I know way to
little about them to even try. I'm going to hope I can pull this off with just Buffy, Angel,
Giles, and Willow. If you think it sucks, tell me what I can do to make it better. Flames and
everything else go to kimmie@quincymail.com
Oh, I forgot to mention that I know Buffy and the gang are in college now. It just suits me
better to have them in high school, since I can relate. Live with it, ok?
The End (Prologue)
She ran through the tangled leaves and undergrowth, desperately trying to get away. She didn't know
what she was running from, but somehow, she knew it was evil. A branch seemed to appear in front of her on
the forest floor. She saw it, but she was going to fast to stop. She opened her mouth in horror as she tripped,
and hit the ground with a loud thud. She was shaking so hard she could hardly breathe, she knew it was still
coming. 'I have to get up!' She screamed silently. Suddenly, she was aware she wasn't alone in the little
clearing. Twigs snapped underneath the being's feet. She forced her exhausted body to get up, and slowly
pushed herself onto her knees. She still didn't turn to the advancing figure. She almost wanted to give up, to
fall back down and not get up. She rose to her feet. And faster than she'd ever gone before, she raced out of
the clearing into the thickest part of trees. Pushed by sheer determination, she pumped her arms, and ran
faster. A hand grabbed her shoulder roughly, jerking her to the ground again. Strong hands pulled her up to
stand, and she turned slowly to face the creature, and screamed as she looked right into the face of…
"Angel!" Buffy Summers sat straight up in her bed, sweat covering her body and her
sheets tangled around her legs as she had tried to run from the dream. Shakily, she pushed
the sheets off of herself, and glanced into her mirror, pushing her hair from her hot
forehead.
"It was just a dream. Only a dream." She whispered to herself, in an effort to believe
the words.
Buffy slanted her eyes at the mirror, which was rippling as though it was a pool of
water. She leaned toward it slightly, and touched the surface. The mirror went back to its
original state: cold and hard. She sighed. "Weird. Why am I having these dreams again? I
thought this was behind me."
The blonde teenager turned to her closet, and pulled out some clothing. While her
back was turned, the mirror began to flicker again, and an image, too blurry to clearly make
out, dressed in some sort of black duster appeared in the mirror, it's shiny white fangs
glowing in an unseen light.
"Giles? Hello, is anyone here?" The library was empty; the lights were even off.
Giles' head peeked out at Buffy from behind a bookshelf.
"Hello, Buffy. Was there something you wanted?" Giles stood and brushed off his
slacks. He straightened his vest, and looked at Buffy.
She was dressed in a short black skirt, with knee-high boots and a black tank top.
"Yes. I need to talk to you about something." Buffy walked back by the door, and flipped on
the lights.
"All right." Giles pulled his chair to face Buffy, and motioned she should sit in the
other.
"I'm having dreams again. Angel dreams. I don't know why," she added helplessly.
"I have totally been busy with Slaying, and I thought I was happy with Riley."
"Has something happened between the two of you? Something to make you wish for
Angel again?"
'How could someone not wish for Angel when they're with Riley?' Buffy thought to
herself. She pushed the thought away. "If you had asked me about Riley and me yesterday, I
would've told you was I completely happy, and if you then mentioned Angel, I would've
snapped at you, and told you you were crazy. But today, I almost, hate Riley. Like I can't
stand him. I don't know what's wrong with me. In the dream, I was being chased by
something I knew was evil, and I was in a forest in the middle of the night. I fell, and it
pulled me back up, and when I turned to see what exactly it was, I was looking right into
Angel's face."
"Hmm." Giles pulled a large, rather dingy looking book from under his desk.
"I think this book can help you. It explains the relationships between Slayer and
Demons. Rare as they are, they do happen. It has a section on after the relationship is over.
It also has a section on dreams about the creatures."
"This sounds perfect, Giles. Thank you." Buffy turned to go.
"Buffy? About Riley; don't do anything rash, okay?"
Buffy smiled innocently. "Who, me?" 'How can he read my mind like that?' Buffy
thought lamely, leaving the library to search for Riley.
"Buffy!" Riley waved at her.
"Here we go." Whispered Buffy.
"Hey babe. Do you want to do something after school?" Riley tried to put his arm
around the petite blonde.
Buffy pushed his arm away. "Riley, we have to talk."
"Ok. Is there something wrong, Buffy? You look sort of sick."
"It's over Riley. I thought I was past Angel and everything that happened to me, but
I was wrong. I had another dream." She whispered to him.
Riley looked upset, and he said something, but Buffy couldn't make out what he was
saying. Buffy put her hand on her forehead, and leaned against a row of lockers. Her head
was spinning and she felt very sick. Buffy slumped to the ground, and she heard a voice. It
was nice, deep and comforting. She felt herself being carried away, but she didn't know who
was carrying her, and she was so tired, she didn't care anymore.
Angel smiled at her. She gasped, and tried to back away. His voice echoed through the dark woods.
"Buffy, don't be afraid. I'm here now." She wanted so badly to trust him, but she couldn't force herself. She
avoided eye contact, knowing she'd be convinced if she didn't. He walked to her, and wrapped his arms
around her, she tried not to, but she looked into his eyes, and…
"Buffy? Are you ok? Oh my God, what happened to you?" Buffy opened her eyes
and saw the concerned face of her best friend hovering over her.
"I'm fine, now, Willow." Buffy glanced around.
"It's ok. I told the nurse to leave. Giles told me about the dream. Did you really
break up with Riley? He was so mad!" Willow stifled a giggle, as Buffy looked concerned.
"How did I get here?" Buffy remembered the strong arms. Riley? Probably not. He
would've been to wrapped up in his own trouble to notice her fainting spell.
"What do you mean? Didn't you walk here?" Willow looked worried.
"No. I remember; someone carried me here. I was sitting against the lockers near the
auditorium. I did not walk all the way over to the nurse's office." Buffy's voice was stiff.
"I'll ask. You do feel better, right Buffy?" She smiled and nodded at Willow. Buffy
did feel better. The only thing bothering her now was the pit of anxiety and worry knotted in
her stomach.
Willow walked into the small room again, looking extremely worried. "Buffy? Um,
the nurse just told me that an older man carried you in here, and before anyone had a chance
to ask his name, he left."
"Ok, so a teacher brought me here." Buffy didn't believe the words herself.
"That could be possible." Buffy perked up noticeably.
"If the teacher looked foreign and wore a long black duster." Willow finished.
"Oh no." Buffy leaned against the paper on the bed. "Angel's back. And I think he
wants to hurt me again."
Giles was reading a large book. "This can't be." He studied it closer. But it was
printed right there.
"In the case of a vampire and a slayer, if the vampire, by force or otherwise takes the Slayer's
virginity, they are connected until one dies. There is no way to break the bond they share. While connected, the
vampire will have Slayer talents, including the ability to walk in the sunlight. The Slayer connected will have
strange dreams, and everything around them will become a portal for the vampire to reach them. Beware of
objects like mirrors, wardrobes, and drains. The vampire also has access to the Dream Plane, and can contact
the Slayer through their dreams."
Giles book-marked the page, and tucking the leather book under his arm, he hurried
out of the library.
Buffy threw her shoulder bag onto her bed and unzipped her boots, kicking them
under her bed. She was thoroughly exhausted, and her day had been an extremely bad one.
After she got out of the nurse's office, Riley had been giving her dirty looks all day. Just
when she was about to tell him off, he'd approached her and told her he had known she was
obsessed with that "damn vampire." She was ready to rip his head off, when Will, who had
seen the entire thing, dragged her away. Buffy sighed. At least this horrible day is nearly over.
She took a quick glance at her watch. "Oh no! I'm late!"
Buffy changed into a pair of dark jeans and a pink ¾ sleeve shirt that proclaimed, in
silver letters, "Boys lie." On her way out of her room, she pulled on a pair of sneakers and
slammed the door shut behind her.
In Buffy's room, the phone rang. And rang. The machine picked up. "Hey! You've
reached Buffy Summers. I can't come to the phone right now, but if you leave a message, I'll
try to get back to you."
Giles' voice came over the answering machine. "Buffy? It's Giles. I have some very
ahem important news to tell you."
Buffy got out of her car, and stepped into the cemetery. She looked around,
confused. "Wait a minute. What am I doing here? I thought I was meeting…"
Buffy's eyes seemed to glaze over. She got back into her car, and drove away. An
hour later, she passed a sign on the highway. "10 miles to Sunnydale National Forest."
