DISCLAIMER == None of it's mine but the idea. I hate doing disclaimers but I know if I don't the risks blah blah blah so uh sorry if they're shot.
A/N == What if IWRY went longer then it did. Angel still switched back the day but when he went to look at the clock and turned back and she was gone; this starts by her still being there when he turns around. The title might change in the future! You'll have to have watched all of season one of Angel and Season 4 of Buffy to understand a lot of this. Okay one more thing, I didn't feel like proof reading this so if there's any mistakes there won't be in the next ones, or I will try and make it so there's none in the future ones. REVIEWS ARE NEEDED AND APPRECIATED!I need to know if this should end a tradgedy or fairy tale ending but either way it is a buffy Angel ending?
SUMMARY == This is a Buffy pregnant after I Will Remember you story. There will be tradgedies and angst. Defenitely angst of the Buffy and Angel realationship but believe me they will turn out happy. Faith's here, Oz's here, Spike's here and a character we all love very much will die. Just a hint it won't be Doyle!
..::.. I'll never Forget ..::..
Angel's office
Buffy sighed, "And that's all there really is to say."
Angel takes a deep breath and looks down on the smashed clock. It stopped at 9:02. When he turns back Buffy still stood there.
Angel: "Yeah. - That's it."
Buffy turned to leave when someone entered the room. Buffy looked surprised at who it was and Angel just sat there. He showed no emotion or feeling still taking in that memory of the day. When he finally came back to reality he heard his slayer talking to this man.
"Dad, what are you doing up here?"
Angel remembered she had to tell someone that she was going out when they left for the hunt.
This man who appeared to be Buffy's father spoke in a rushed voice, "Buffy, okay good you're with someone else. I need to leave you here for a little while. I just got called into work, some big emergency. I'd prefer it if you didn't go back home because you and Jenny don't really get along. I'll be back as soon as possible. You can go out, I'll just pick you up here. You have your phone right?"
Buffy still in a daze of confusion just nodded and somewhat felt the peck on her forehead and saw her dad leave. She just stared at Angel who was already staring at her. Before she could say anything Cordelia and Doyle walked in.
"Hey Buffy your dad came up. I am only actually telling you this so I could quickly grab my keys."
Buffy finally came back to reality, "He Cordy do you think you could play chauffer because I can't go too far and I don't think I can hang right here in this room."
Cordy noticed that Buffy was avoiding eye contact with the ever famous vampire who was staring directly at her. She also noticed the amount of hurt lingering in both lover's eyes. In the most compassionate voice possible for Cordelia, "Yea sure we can go for coffee or something."
Cordelia grabbed her keys and walked out the door followed by Buffy who didn't even look back. Doyle decided to stay noticing the spaced out look upon Angel's face. He watched Cordelia go and sat on the desk where Angel was when buffy walked out. Angel went to sit in the chair on the other side.
Doyle noticed the broken window, "Big fight huh?"
Angel didn't even look back towards the shattered bits of glass from the window that began his torment of Buffy pain, "A demon attacked us, I killed it."
"It hurts doesn't it?" Angel was silent. "I mean last time I saw my ex she was around for five minutes and I was a wreck for days. Amazing how they can do that to you."
Angel finally speaks. "Buffy was here for more then five minutes."
"Okay, 10, but who's counting?"
Angel starts to fidget a little with his hands, "Actually she was here for a whole day and night."
A confused Doyle, "Alright. One of us has been drinking and I'm sad to say, it's not me."
He meets Doyle's eyes who are staring at him, "The first time the Mohra demon attacked it got away."
"What first time?"
"Look I tracked it, I killed it, some of it's blood mixed with mine. It made me mortal. That's when you took me to see the Oracles to find out what it meant."
"No, see, I'm going remember a trip to the netherworld of eternal watching. That's just not something that happens every day."
"The Oracles told me that I was released from my duty. Buffy and I were together until - we realized it couldn't be. - We don't belong to ourselves. We belong to the world, fighting. - So, I went back to the Oracles and I asked them to turn back the clock... as though that day had never happened."
In a state of pity, realization and understanding, "Human. You were a real live flesh-and-blood human - and you and Buffy... You had the one thing in your unnaturally long life and you gave it back?!"
Angel stared up at him, "Maybe I was wrong?"
"I can't tell you what was right and what was wrong. I know I don't have the strength to do what you did and still have her around."
"You never know your strength until you've been tested."
Doyle nodded, "So it's just you and Buffy who know, who remember about yesterday, or today; that day."
"She doesn't remember either."
"You took that away from her?" He saw the look in Angel's eyes, "Sorry. So are you going to tell her?"
Angel looked up suddenly, "She doesn't need this. She doesn't get to know...Ever Doyle. She just needs to forget." Doyle nodded
Cordelia's car a few blocks away from Angel's
Buffy was crying, barely breathing. "I'll never forget Cordy, never!"
Cordelia hadn't said a word to the devestated blonde slayer that was now sobbing in her arms since she told her. She didn't really hate Buffy all those years, it was just high school and she had gotten used to it. Her and Buffy; they were closer then either of them would like to admit, they related to each other more then they know. Now was one of those times where Cordelia threw all the pain and rudeness of their past out the window and held pity in her hands. She felt sorry for the girl the whole time she knew about her being the slayer. She knew the isolation that came with it, somehow she knew. All she could feel right now was pity and anger. The anger finally hit her, how could Angel do this to her? I mean she had grown to care for him and she understood how the Buffy and Angel world worked but she could never understand why he had wanted to take it away from her.
Another question pondered her, how come she remembered? Her thoughts were interrupted when Buffy had stopped crying, "Look sorry Cordelia, I didn't mean to lay my soap opera life on you."
Cordelia stared at Buffy who had made it into her own seat and out of her arms. She grabbed a kleenex in the compartment and handed it to the now only softly sobbing girl. Buffy may be strong and a slayer but she was still just a girl. "Don't worry about it. Look me and you never really saw the other eye to eye but I am not really as self absorbed as you think I am, you can always come to me if you want to, just make sure no one else is around."
Buffy smiled a little smile, "Thanks Cordelia. Do you realize the last time me and you shared feelings was when a invisible girl was trying to make your face look like a clown."
The girl laughed a little when Cordy spoke, "Yea I do, you still dress the same."
Buffy softly punched the girl, "I think I look hott. Riley thinks I look hot."
"You have a wannabe hunny?"
Buffy looked down wishing she hadn't brought it up. "I do but I kind of don't..."
"...Wanna do the girl thing and talk about boys. I get it." There was a short pause. "I'm only being nice because I feel sorry for you but do you want to go get that coffee we talked about before the whole breakdown."
Buffy smiled a little, just like Cordelia to brighten up a situation by saying the painful truth. I wonder how that works or why it does. Buffy just shrugged until she realized something. "Cordelia, you can't tell Angel."
"But Buffy..."
"If he knew that I knew it wouldn't make a difference. He wouldn't care, well he'd care but it wouldn't change anything."
Cordelia nodded, "Hey Buffy thanks for telling me everything. I couldn't handle Angel mope and me not know why."
"Well hey, just thank the breakdowns. Just promise me you won't tell him."
Cordelia nodded as she drove away to the closest coffee shop. Buffy just mumbled under her lips, "He needs to forget."
A/N == What if IWRY went longer then it did. Angel still switched back the day but when he went to look at the clock and turned back and she was gone; this starts by her still being there when he turns around. The title might change in the future! You'll have to have watched all of season one of Angel and Season 4 of Buffy to understand a lot of this. Okay one more thing, I didn't feel like proof reading this so if there's any mistakes there won't be in the next ones, or I will try and make it so there's none in the future ones. REVIEWS ARE NEEDED AND APPRECIATED!I need to know if this should end a tradgedy or fairy tale ending but either way it is a buffy Angel ending?
SUMMARY == This is a Buffy pregnant after I Will Remember you story. There will be tradgedies and angst. Defenitely angst of the Buffy and Angel realationship but believe me they will turn out happy. Faith's here, Oz's here, Spike's here and a character we all love very much will die. Just a hint it won't be Doyle!
..::.. I'll never Forget ..::..
Angel's office
Buffy sighed, "And that's all there really is to say."
Angel takes a deep breath and looks down on the smashed clock. It stopped at 9:02. When he turns back Buffy still stood there.
Angel: "Yeah. - That's it."
Buffy turned to leave when someone entered the room. Buffy looked surprised at who it was and Angel just sat there. He showed no emotion or feeling still taking in that memory of the day. When he finally came back to reality he heard his slayer talking to this man.
"Dad, what are you doing up here?"
Angel remembered she had to tell someone that she was going out when they left for the hunt.
This man who appeared to be Buffy's father spoke in a rushed voice, "Buffy, okay good you're with someone else. I need to leave you here for a little while. I just got called into work, some big emergency. I'd prefer it if you didn't go back home because you and Jenny don't really get along. I'll be back as soon as possible. You can go out, I'll just pick you up here. You have your phone right?"
Buffy still in a daze of confusion just nodded and somewhat felt the peck on her forehead and saw her dad leave. She just stared at Angel who was already staring at her. Before she could say anything Cordelia and Doyle walked in.
"Hey Buffy your dad came up. I am only actually telling you this so I could quickly grab my keys."
Buffy finally came back to reality, "He Cordy do you think you could play chauffer because I can't go too far and I don't think I can hang right here in this room."
Cordy noticed that Buffy was avoiding eye contact with the ever famous vampire who was staring directly at her. She also noticed the amount of hurt lingering in both lover's eyes. In the most compassionate voice possible for Cordelia, "Yea sure we can go for coffee or something."
Cordelia grabbed her keys and walked out the door followed by Buffy who didn't even look back. Doyle decided to stay noticing the spaced out look upon Angel's face. He watched Cordelia go and sat on the desk where Angel was when buffy walked out. Angel went to sit in the chair on the other side.
Doyle noticed the broken window, "Big fight huh?"
Angel didn't even look back towards the shattered bits of glass from the window that began his torment of Buffy pain, "A demon attacked us, I killed it."
"It hurts doesn't it?" Angel was silent. "I mean last time I saw my ex she was around for five minutes and I was a wreck for days. Amazing how they can do that to you."
Angel finally speaks. "Buffy was here for more then five minutes."
"Okay, 10, but who's counting?"
Angel starts to fidget a little with his hands, "Actually she was here for a whole day and night."
A confused Doyle, "Alright. One of us has been drinking and I'm sad to say, it's not me."
He meets Doyle's eyes who are staring at him, "The first time the Mohra demon attacked it got away."
"What first time?"
"Look I tracked it, I killed it, some of it's blood mixed with mine. It made me mortal. That's when you took me to see the Oracles to find out what it meant."
"No, see, I'm going remember a trip to the netherworld of eternal watching. That's just not something that happens every day."
"The Oracles told me that I was released from my duty. Buffy and I were together until - we realized it couldn't be. - We don't belong to ourselves. We belong to the world, fighting. - So, I went back to the Oracles and I asked them to turn back the clock... as though that day had never happened."
In a state of pity, realization and understanding, "Human. You were a real live flesh-and-blood human - and you and Buffy... You had the one thing in your unnaturally long life and you gave it back?!"
Angel stared up at him, "Maybe I was wrong?"
"I can't tell you what was right and what was wrong. I know I don't have the strength to do what you did and still have her around."
"You never know your strength until you've been tested."
Doyle nodded, "So it's just you and Buffy who know, who remember about yesterday, or today; that day."
"She doesn't remember either."
"You took that away from her?" He saw the look in Angel's eyes, "Sorry. So are you going to tell her?"
Angel looked up suddenly, "She doesn't need this. She doesn't get to know...Ever Doyle. She just needs to forget." Doyle nodded
Cordelia's car a few blocks away from Angel's
Buffy was crying, barely breathing. "I'll never forget Cordy, never!"
Cordelia hadn't said a word to the devestated blonde slayer that was now sobbing in her arms since she told her. She didn't really hate Buffy all those years, it was just high school and she had gotten used to it. Her and Buffy; they were closer then either of them would like to admit, they related to each other more then they know. Now was one of those times where Cordelia threw all the pain and rudeness of their past out the window and held pity in her hands. She felt sorry for the girl the whole time she knew about her being the slayer. She knew the isolation that came with it, somehow she knew. All she could feel right now was pity and anger. The anger finally hit her, how could Angel do this to her? I mean she had grown to care for him and she understood how the Buffy and Angel world worked but she could never understand why he had wanted to take it away from her.
Another question pondered her, how come she remembered? Her thoughts were interrupted when Buffy had stopped crying, "Look sorry Cordelia, I didn't mean to lay my soap opera life on you."
Cordelia stared at Buffy who had made it into her own seat and out of her arms. She grabbed a kleenex in the compartment and handed it to the now only softly sobbing girl. Buffy may be strong and a slayer but she was still just a girl. "Don't worry about it. Look me and you never really saw the other eye to eye but I am not really as self absorbed as you think I am, you can always come to me if you want to, just make sure no one else is around."
Buffy smiled a little smile, "Thanks Cordelia. Do you realize the last time me and you shared feelings was when a invisible girl was trying to make your face look like a clown."
The girl laughed a little when Cordy spoke, "Yea I do, you still dress the same."
Buffy softly punched the girl, "I think I look hott. Riley thinks I look hot."
"You have a wannabe hunny?"
Buffy looked down wishing she hadn't brought it up. "I do but I kind of don't..."
"...Wanna do the girl thing and talk about boys. I get it." There was a short pause. "I'm only being nice because I feel sorry for you but do you want to go get that coffee we talked about before the whole breakdown."
Buffy smiled a little, just like Cordelia to brighten up a situation by saying the painful truth. I wonder how that works or why it does. Buffy just shrugged until she realized something. "Cordelia, you can't tell Angel."
"But Buffy..."
"If he knew that I knew it wouldn't make a difference. He wouldn't care, well he'd care but it wouldn't change anything."
Cordelia nodded, "Hey Buffy thanks for telling me everything. I couldn't handle Angel mope and me not know why."
"Well hey, just thank the breakdowns. Just promise me you won't tell him."
Cordelia nodded as she drove away to the closest coffee shop. Buffy just mumbled under her lips, "He needs to forget."