Surprise Alternate Ending
Chapter 2
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I suppose this isn't just the ending to Surprise but it's also when I think about it, a complete alternate second half of season 2, without Angelus.
I suppose also that there is a bit of one sided, Drusilla/Angel. (Of course it's Drusilla who wants Angel)
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Sorry its short, I'm writing chapter 3 now and that will either be up tonight or later in the weekend.
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The last few days had been stressful for the Scooby Gang.
It was two days now since they had defeated the Judge.
Angel thought back to how Buffy had stood facing the horrible blue monster that he had seen drawings of in the books in Giles's study. With the massive gun and a look of pure determination on her face, Buffy had never looked more powerful or beautiful than at that moment. He had been apprehensive at first about her facing him, worried that the gun wouldn't work and the Judge would kill her.
He hadn't watched as the Judge had been blasted apart, his eyes had been on Drusilla the entire time. She had smirked at him, raising an eyebrow as she looked at Buffy and then back to him. Angel understood that look, a look of hatred and jealousy that Buffy could have him and she couldn't. Drusilla loved Spike, but he was her sire, in her eyes they had shared a connection and she had always even when he was Angelus, called him her Angel. He didn't care about her anymore; she was another person he had to protect Buffy from. He had tried to save her, tell her to leave and take Spike with her, not out of love but as her sire and the guilt he felt of what he had done to her in the past, he felt he should give her a chance to escape the end of a pointed stake.
Angel had watched her face as she realised the Judge was going to explode, the fear as she ran down the steps. Nothing satisfied him more than watching her fly through the air and hit the floor, landing in a very undignified position. She had stood and ran as she realised how outnumbered she was. They would cross paths again, sooner or later but for now, all that mattered was the successful defeat of the Judge.
Angel and Buffy walked slowly through the graveyard together, his arm wrapped protectively around her waist. Buffy's hand covered his own, her small fingers running gently over the Cladddagh ring on his finger. After a few moments, Buffy pulled away from him, smiled and then darted towards the piece of moving ground. Within 10 seconds the new vampire had been dusted and she was already next to him again. Smiling at her, he pulled her close and placed a kiss on the top of her head.
"You should go home; I can handle the rest of the new guys"
Looking up at him, she grinned.
"Ok, Mr. overprotective. I'll go but I'll see you tomorrow"
Smiling as she stood on her tiptoes to reach his face, he leaned down and touched his lips tenderly to hers. Her fingers gripped the front of his coat, pulling herself closer into his arms.
Breaking apart after a few seconds, she tenderly ran her hand down his cheek, her eyes full of love before taking a step back, her hands sliding down his chest before gripping his own.
His eyes never leaving hers, he lifted her hand to his lips and kissed her ring before she smiled one last time, turned and headed home.
It had been a very uneventful night and Angel was considering going back to his apartment when he spotted the soil beside a grave moving.
Shaking his head, he walked towards it and waited.
The vampire shot out of the grave as fast as it could but Angel was quicker, killing it within seconds, watching as it turned to dust. He froze for a moment, thinking back on the vampires face. The boy it had been looked like a teenager.
It was such a shame.
Such a waste.
A sharp kick to his back sent Angel flying forward. His hand grabbed hold of a gravestone, keeping himself upright. Turning a grinning newborn stood, his black suit covered in dirt and his eyes filled with a dark mischievous look.
He turned and ran towards the entrance of the graveyard, Angel hot on his heels. They ran around the side of the church and the newborn laughed, his eyes filled with excitement, thrilled by the chase.
A loud terrified scream filled his ears as he ran through the graveyard after the Newborn. Skidding to a stop, the lucky Newborn running away unnoticed, Angel looked around as he stood by a large tomb.
The person's next scream came from somewhere to his right. Darting as quickly as he could in that direction he ran into the same cluster of trees just behind the church.
A female newborn stood over a small figure on the floor, the woman's back was to him so he quickly ran forwards and staked her.
That's were he spotted one of the most pitiful sights of his life.
The naked young girl had her back to him, curled up on the dirt and weeds, her legs pressed tightly to her chest. Dashing over, he quickly stepped over her and knelt down, pulling his long, black leather coat over his muscled shoulders and carefully laid it over the young girls shivering form, his large hands gently moved the girls long brown hair from her face.
A pair of dark brown eyes looked up at him.
Angel's whole body froze as did the girls.
Those eyes were the exact same colour as his mothers.
A deep, dark brown, filled with sadness, eyes identical to his.
The eyes of the little girl he had killed.
The eyes of his baby sister.
