Disclaimer- I do not own Buffy, Joss does.
Spoilers- up to season 2- Surprise
Rating- T
A/N-I changes the timeline for this fic. Takes place after Surprise, but Oz is already a werewolf so he knows about the super natural. Xander and Cordelia are together. Also Kendra has not come yet. The scoobies know about the judge, but he is not assembled yet. Buffy is actually good at history because Angel had been helping her, and is in senior history. If you see any other changes let me know. I also know some character's personalities are skewed; this was done on purpose and will be explained later in the story.
A/N 2- I do not have a beta reader at this point. All mistakes are mine.
Wicked Prophecy
Chapter 1. The Morning After
Dear Diary,
I love Angel. He is the best boyfriend a girl could have. He is sexy, sweet, buff, romantic (for a slayer, no one else would like picnics in graveyard!) He is also hot, strong, and simply, Angel. Even Cordelia admits he is amazing! We are perfect for each other. 2 people with super power rooted in the darkness, but souls of light. Ever since we met our souls have called out to each other, and the rest was history. Sometimes I so get wigged out that he is like 250 years old. I also know one day age will be an issue, but I probably won't even live past 20, so who cares. Apparently all our love is stronger than our issues because last night our love and passion took over, and we did it. It was amazing. Right now I am lying in bed as he sleeps, being day and all. The judge is assembled, but I am on such a high I don't give a damn. We probably will not tell anyone. Giles would be upset. Xander would accuse Angel of rape. Mom doesn't even know about Angel. Cordelia would, well, who knows. Willow I might be able to tell, but would go all guardian on me. No, it will be our little secret. How sweet, Angel and I have a secret.
Love, Buffy Summers
I finish writing and put my diary aside. Then I stand up and stretch. Looking down on the bed, I see Angel, the love of my life. I'm still in heaven. He looks so peaceful sleeping, so I do not disturb him. Instead I gently put my lips to his forehead. He sighs, but I didn't wake him. Angel looks happier then I have ever seen him, except for last night. I'm glad for that, but there's something off about him. Whatever, it is probably nothing.
I start to walk around and decide I am really hungry. First the major fight, then Angel and I together, I am really starved. So, I make my way over to the fridge. I open the fridge and a horrendous smell, escapes. Peeking inside I find the cause of this, gallons, and gallons of pigs blood. Eew. It's not like I didn't realize Angel had a stock of blood, I just don't want to eat any for breakfast. I'd much rather have chocolate chip pancakes.
That's one of the problems Angel and I have. While I am fine with watching my soulmate drink blood, he disagrees. So, he leaves the room to feed. Sheesh, he gets to see me eat mint cookie dough ice cream, my favorite treat. Why can't I see him eat his favorite food, blood? Or is it drink blood? I'm going to go with the drink.
This sucks, because I am really hungry. Next time I talk to Angel I am asking him for some human food in the fridge. Especially ice cream and chocolate, my favorite after slaying treats. Scratch that, it will be the second thing I tell him. The first is that I love him. Or maybe third thing, I also have to tell him how amazing he was! My stomach growls and I snap out of my loving thoughts.
I walk back to bed and lay next to Angel. I also glance at my watch. Shit, I am going to be late. Normally I wouldn't mind just chillaxing, or more stuff, with Angel, but I should tell Giles the Judge is still in pieces, but Angel didn't leave because they got the piece. We also found out that Spike and Drusilla are missing a piece of him.
Now, what do I wear? My clothes from last night are trashed from our fight. I got hurt and they are covered in blood. I could grab a shirt of Angel's, but that could look suspicious. This brings me to what to I tell the gang. I guess I will say I slept at Angel's because we were both scared, and I couldn't be alone.
After some thought, I grab one of Angel's shirts. It's blue and white striped, the only non black or red shirt he owns. I also grab a beater that I throw under the shirt. I re-wear my jeans, they did not get bloody, and I can't get away with wearing my lover's jeans. Yawning I decide to also ask for a shelf.
On my way out I write Angel a note explaining where I am, and tell him I will meet him at the Bronze tonight. I kiss him on the cheek and walk out of the apartment, carefully opening the door, so no light comes in. Wow, I could never imagine not walking in the sun. My walk to school is filled with lusty thoughts about my boyfriend.
I eventually make it to school, and walk into the library. I am barely late, but decide to skip first anyway. Who needs French anyhow? I sit in a chair and hum to myself as I complete some last minute homework. That's when it hit me, exactly what happened yesterday. I am now 17, and no longer a gulp, I can not even say it. Though, maybe now that I'm 17, mom will let me get a license. I doubt it. At that moment Giles comes into the library.
"Hey Giles!" I shout.
"Buffy, shh, this is a library. And hello to you to." Giles greets me.
"So, the judge is not assembled. Angel is here because they stole the piece, but the evil duo is missing a few more pieces. We got in a fight at the docks. Vampires are dust. Is that a good summary for you?" I ask.
"Not looking good for us, but an adequate summary. Why are you not in class?"
"I decided to research the judge. I finally realized that my slayer duties were more important than school," I say sarcastically.
Giles scoffs at me, "So this has nothing to do with wanting to get out French?" Giles accuses.
"Giles," I say, mock hurt, "how could you say that? I love French class. I just needed to take care of my duties."
"Well as long as that is it. On the table I have a pile of good books to begin with, look for info on the judge. I'll let you skip the morning, but give me a minute. I will ask the office if you can stay in here to help me sort books. That way your mom will not realize you are missing class," Giles suggests.
"Good idea. Giles this is why I made you the World's Best Watcher cup for your birthday. You always have my back. Thanks," I thank him.
"Um, you're welcome," Giles stutters, and begins to clean his glasses. He leaves the room to go talk to Principal Snyder, and I pick up a book titled, Demons of Mass Destruction, because it is in English. I hum again, and flip through the book for info until Giles returns.
"Hey Giles, did the demon principal agree?"
"Um, well, kind of," Giles answers.
"Explain."
"You can spend mornings for the rest of the week with me."
"Great, but,"
"You have to do your work you missed," Giles explains.
"So, Willow will do it if I tell her that it will help the world stay alive," I say.
Giles sighs, but doesn't comment. He knows better. He picks up a book, and joins me in research.
For the next 3 hours we sit there going from book to book to look up info on our new big bad. We take a few breaks to do some training. My mind is never in the research, it is a few miles down, with my nocturnal boyfriend. Giles looks at me funny, as if he knows. I doubt he does, but I can tell he know something is up. We only find out what we already knew nothing new.
The door barges open and in comes Willow, Oz, Xander, and Cordelia. All who take seats in the library, Oz with Willow, and Xand with Cordy. It annoys me how at school I am the third wheel, but whatever.
"Hey G-man and Buff, what is happening," Xander says.
"Do not call me that!" Giles scream.
"Why G-man?"
"If you call me that one more time you will get detention."
"Honey, please stop. If you call get detention I have to get a new date tonight, and then I'll have to dump you," Cordy whines. This shuts Xander up.
"Buffy, where were you this morning?" Willow asks.
Shit, lie me, lie. I end up saying, "The judge is not assembled. Angel stayed. We were both so scared that I slept at his place. Thus, the shirt, mine got covered in blood during a fight. Giles, Mom was stayed out late, and left early, she will not know I wasn't at home."
"Who said I was worried about that?"
"You just were." Giles sighs.
We are all quiet, until Oz breaks it, "What can we do to help?"
"Help research. None of you guys can help us with the actual fight," I answer.
"Is there like any way to beat this bastard?" Cordelia asks.
"No." Giles says, "No weapon forged will defeat him, he can not be killed." We all gulp. Ms. Calendar walks in. I hate that woman. She annoys me, and I think she is lying to us. But, she makes Giles happy, so I won't make her leave.
"Did I miss anything," she asks. We all remain quiet. The bell rings signaling the end of lunch and we all head off to our next class.
I go to my next classes in a daze. All I think about is Angel. My last class of the day is English with Willow. English is not my best class, but I haven't ever failed that like I have French.
"Hey Wills." I say.
"Hi Buffy." We both sit down for class. Mr. Smith begins to lecture us on punctuation and I quietly take notes. Then he begins to give us a lecture on Romeo and Juliet. This is really annoying and boring, so my thoughts turn back to Angel.
He is so hot and amazing. I love him unconditionally. If he left me I think I would die. I wish I could be with him right now. Instead I am stuck learning about stories dead people wrote. Angel can tutor me; maybe I should ask him too. I also just realized Mom is going away for a few weeks, and decided I am old enough to stay home alone. She doesn't realize I even have a boyfriend, so she doesn't think I would have a boy sleep over.
"Ms. Summers answer the question please," Mr. Smith instructs me.
"Um, Juliet," I guess.
"So, Juliet along with Romeo loved Juliet? The answer is Paris people. Pay attention." Willow glances at me and I mouth later.
The bell rings and we both rush out of the classroom. Me, to get away from her, and her to get to me.
"You okay?" Willow asks.
"Yes," I answer.
"Buffy do not lie. I am your best friend, you can tell me anything," she pleads.
No I can not. "I had a dream that I Angel turned to dust, and then killed me. It made no sense, but that along with the Judge is wigging me out," I say. It's true but not why I am wigged out.
Willow gasps. I do not think this is what she thought I would say. Maybe she guessed the truth. "I am sorry Buffy; I'll leave you alone I guess if you need some time."
"Thanks." I leave the school wishing I didn't have to keep lying to my best friends.
