This is the Sequel to, A New Beginning, to an Old Story. You can read this on its own but I recommend you read the stories in order becasue you might be confused.
Angel and Buffy are getting married. This is the story of their Wedding and other problems that my occur along the way. This will be mostly from Buffy's perspective and you will see a little of Angel's Perspective as well. Wesley is alive, Angel has visions (doesn't kill him becasue he is still 2% demon, sort of Cordelia but it gives him a headache but won't kill him), Spike is here. Angel sees a vision of Buffy being killed by a demon after she gives birth to a baby, and the baby is taken away ( in A New Beginning, to an Old Story). Buffy is a Teacher and the head of he slayer training organization. The setting is a castle in the Black Forest, close to Munich.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, Joss Wheden does.
Black Roses
Chapter 1:
I was sleeping in a sweet peace, when I felt a hand brush my bangs from my face and trace the lines of my jaw. I woke slowly to the touch of this person who I knew so well. I opened my eyes to a tray of food and a man whose eyes were the color of lightly creamed coffee, which was what I smelled. He also had on a bright smile that made me smile and want to kiss him. This man would soon be mine and I would be his, in less then forty-eight hours. Angel, my handsome fiancé, was feeding me breakfast in bed.
"Hi" I whispered between to yawns.
"Good Morning," he murmured smiling. I looked past him and out the window, which was still dark with night, still. Confused, I asked, "What time is it?"
He laughed, and said "4:45...A.M." I scowled at him and retorted, "Why am I awake if it is 4:45A.M.?" he grinned impishly and said, "I have a surprise for you," then he handed me a cup of coffee which I finished in a matter of second. After I finished the coffee, I refilled it and asked, "Surprise?"
He smiled and said, "You'll see."
We ate breakfast, Pancakes with chocolate chips, Bacon, scrambled eggs and my favorite, waffles with vanilla ice cream. Waffles always reminded me of late night slaying becasue that is what I would eat when I came home and couldn't sleep. One of the things that Angel loved to do now that he was human was cook. Angel and our chef, here at the castle, became good fiends bonding over cooking and it also helped that Angel spoke German.
Even though it was dark I could picture the court yard that our room looked over, big and filled with beautiful trees that made up the Black Forest. It had been about 5 months since Angel had came here. That day, I will always remember. A day, I finally was able to get the one thing I wanted, for so long, to be perfectly happy and not have any consequences because of it. I can still see it in mind, he taped me on the shoulder and I pushed out of the sunlight and started to pat out fire, even though, there was none but in it's place was a human heart beat. In less then two days I would have a beautiful, summer wedding, the one I always wanted.
After we finished the food, he said, "Come on, we can't be late, just put on something and walking shoes." As he finished, he kissed my forehead and got up to take the tray away. "Your not going to tell me, where your taking me, are you?" he grinned and left to take the tray back.
I dragged my self out of bed. Even though, I had three cups of coffee I was still tired. I hadn't been up this early in years. I walked over to the closet we shared. I had to give away almost a quarter of my clothes to make room for his. I gave them to my girls, the slayers I teach. They always loved my clothes. It seemed like a good idea at the time but I got a little messy when five of my slayers were fighting over the same shirt. I yawned as I picked out my comfiest jeans, a white cami and slightly baggy lavender sweater to put over it. I put them on and was now hunting for my sneakers, when Angel came back in the room.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"No, I can't find my shoes." I say frustrated.
"Are these them?" he called from outside the closet. I peaked out from the closet and sure enough, he had my ratty New Balances in his hand. I walked over and he handed them to me, "What would you do without me?" he asked sarcastically.
"I probably have died a few more times." I say with a laugh. I tied the laces and he looked at me and asked, "Ready?" I replied with a "Yup," and he grabbed my hand and we made our way down the quiet hallway, to the door to the courtyard that would be filled with slayers in a couple of hours. We walked hand and hand through the courtyard and 10 minutes through the surrounding forest until we got to a hill. We climbed up the hill and there was a bouquet of reddish-black roses on a white blanket. We walked over to the blanket and picked up the roses and handed them to me, "For you," he cooed.
I gave him a kiss, and smelled the roses and asked curiously, "Black Roses? Don't they mean death?"
He smiled, a big smile, like he was hoping I'd ask that question, "Yes and No, they mean to be reborn, a new beginning or an end of a long journey." He kissed my head and pulled me down to sit on the white blanket and I melted into his arm.
"Fitting." I said with a smile and rested my head above, where, I knew, I would hear his heart beat. He smiled and hugged me tighter. I looked up at both the sky that was now a light orange and him. As I watched the sky change from black to pink to orange, I thought, this was a cute and sweet surprise, a surprise that was so very much Angel.
I surprise that I wish I could tell him, was that I was pregnant, but I wasn't. It killed me every time I got my period or my pregnancy test came back negative. Seems odd to want to be pregnant before one is married but ever since Angel's vision, I was waiting, and getting even more impatient. The vision of me giving birth only to be killed right after and have our child be taken by a demon. I can't imagine what it must of felt for Angel to have to see that.
The demon, an Abenbaster, which is supposed to be my demise, will hopefully be dead by tomorrow night. The reason that he will be dead tomorrow night is because for my ex-vampire fiancé, a bachelor party does not mean strippers and beer it means, kill the bastard that is going to kill his future wife and eat our future child. Personally, I would rather they have strippers and the beers, its a lot safer but I really can't complain becasue I also really want him dead, too.
The sun was up, shinning and bright, the sky was no longer a pinkish purple but a bright blue. I looked to see Angel watching me intently, I questioned his stare, "What?" He smiled, and said "You are just so beautiful." I smile and blushed a little. Over ten year in an off and on again relationship, you'd think I would have seen him in every light but it still amazed me how different he was in the sun then the dark. He glowed in the sun but that could also be becasue I was very much in love with him.
So, tell me what you think.