TITLE: Daddy's Friend
AUTHOR: Salem
EMAIL: Salem_Angelus@hotmail.com
FEEDBACK: I crave it.like blood *licks lips*
ARCHIVE/DISTRIBUTION: This site or ask
SUMMARY: I will tell you its set in the future, 4 years after season 4 of Buffy and season 1 of Angel. Part 2 to "Friends" series.my first series *dances*
CONTENT/WARNINGS: If you don't wanna know
SPOILERS: IWRU - Angel season 1
RATING: 15 (PG-14 for the American readers) it's what you would see on the show.
Disclaimer: Joss own Buffy. Joss own Angel. Me push them together. *bangs chest*
************************************************************************* The phone rang on the wall and Angel looked up from his book. Buffy was in town and after 3 months back together she trusted him enough to be alone with Max. It wasn't that she didn't trust him with Max, it was she didn't trust herself to leave Max with him. She knew what Angel was like, could be like but he was human now, she knew that for a fact. He could, and had also proved it several times in the last few months. Angel had travelled form L.A, from his place of work and home, just to baby sit for her. That in itself told her that he was committed to her and to Max. Angel wanted more than anything to be a part of his son's life, and had told Buffy so in person and over the phone. Baby-sitting gave him a perfect chance to be with Max.
"Hello?" Angel extended the antenna on the cordless as he held it to his ear. No answer came. "Hello?" He repeated in a more serious tone. When no one answered he pressed the talk button and replaced the handset. When he turned to return to the porch and his book, the phone stopped Angel again. Picking up the handset, he extended the antenna and pressed the talk button. "Hello?" Angel said.
"Angel." A crackly voice said. Angel could imagine an evil smile too.
"Who is this?" Angel demanded, his eyes narrowing.
"You know." The voice replied.
"Yeah, ok so what do you want?" In all his years on this Earth, Angel has learnt that there was no such thing as a prank pone call.
"You know that too." The voice inhaled and its lungs crackled. The sound reminded Angel of the gargle many of his victims had made as he sucked their life away. It made him shudder.
"So why don't you tell me what I know then, pal?" Angel was getting aggravated. "Cos if it's money, or anything you can just forget you ever phoned here. Do you know who I am? I could snap you in half just like."
"Max" The voice said. Angel looked in shock and could hear a child in the background of the phone call. Bright eyed and heart pounding, Angel ran to back window of the house. Yanking back the curtain Angel fixed his eyes on a tall man wearing a dark duster, sleek black sunglasses and dark slacks. As he knelt to the ground, Max played around him.
"Stay away from him" Angel growled. Even though he had been human for nearly 3 years, the primeval Angel still surfaced. The stranger laughed evilly and dropping the phone Angel ran to the back door. He skidded past the counter, out of the door and onto the porch. Gasping for breath Angel's eyes searched the yard. Running his hands through his hair Angel paced the porch, finally sinking into a weeping heap just outside the door. Angel threw his head back against the doorframe and a tear escaped his eye as he clenched then shut. Max was gone.
Buffy came home and it was late. She hadn't expected to be out this late but Willow shopped like a younger her only Buffy never shopped for baby clothes when she was 16. She pulled into Revello Drive and flashing lights caught her eye.blue flashing lights coming from outside her house. Buffy broke hard opposite her house, jumped out her car and ran across the street. Police officers swarmed her front yard and some men in white suits exited the back yard through the side gate.
"What's going on?" Buffy demanded from one of the young officers on her lawn. "What is everyone doing in my house?" Buffy spun around, ignored as officers charged past her and swapped notes.
"Buffy." A kind, familiar voice came from behind her. He sounded exhausted and it showed in his eyes when he walked towards her.
"Angel?" She could feel the tears welling. She knew it wasn't good news. Angel reached her and sighed hard, more tears staining his cheeks.
"It's Max." he began shakily, Buffy throwing both her hands over her mouth as the tears flooded her features.
"No.no." she repeated falling into Angel's embrace. He held her tight while she still chanted. The pair wept together for their son and still officers flooded the lawn.
Buffy sat at the kitchen counter, staring blankly into her coffee mug. Her eyes stung from sleepless nights of crying into Angel's arms and she hadn't even bothered getting dressed. To Buffy, Max was her everything and now he was gone, there was nothing to live for.
"Buffy?" A quiet and worried voice came from the hall. Buffy turned her head and smiled weakly.
"Angel" Buffy resumed staring into her mug. Angel padded barefoot into the kitchen and took a counter seat next to Buffy.
"We will get him back Buffy I promise" Angel tried to comfort her. Buffy continued to stare into her coffee mug and ignored the ringing phone. Angel lethargically slid off of the kitchen stool and dragged his tired body towards the phone. Picking up the receiver he exhaled hard, expecting another phone call from the Police saying they had no new news on Max.
"Summer's Residence" He droned like a taped message.
"Angel." The voice hissed
"Where's my son?" Angel demanded in a deep, angry voice.
"You know." The voice stated monotonously.
"No I don't!" Angel shouted. "Now tell me, where is."
"All Fallen Angels have a hidden secret. Yours is closer than you think"
"What? What does that mean?" Angel commanded.
"You know." The voice faded.
"No I don't! Gimme back my son!" Angel shouted as the line went dead.
Slamming the phone back onto the wall, Angel stormed out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Returning five minutes later, fully dressed, he was greeted by a worn out Buffy at the foot of the stairs. Angel made quick eye contact, grabbed his coat off of the banister and charged for the door.
"Where are you going?" Buffy quizzed, as he pulled open the door, allowing what had become unnatural sunlight to flood onto Buffy's face.
"To see a friend" Angel said, the anger still very present in his voice. The door slammed behind him and Buffy was left alone in their house, where she wept for her son.
Toby was unstoppable. Not only was he the best snitch for unnatural worldly things but also he had never been caught.
"I'll get a beer" Toby shuffled onto the bar stool and threw some tattered dollar bills onto the bar. The barmen popped the cap off of the bottle and placed it on the bar with a thud, taking the money. Toby took a swig of his beer and then replaced the bottle on the bar. Seconds after he'd swallowed his beer a heavy hand slammed his face into the bar. The almost deserted bar ignored the intrusion.
"Heya Toby, remember me?"
"Angel" Toby muffled out of his squashed mouth. "How could I forget"
"Yeah, we go way back, don't we" Angel didn't loosen his grip on Toby's head. His head was so small, it was buried in Angel's hand. "Listen Tobe" Angel Started, "Someone took my son and."
"You got a son? Congratu." Toby interrupted.
"Shut up" Angel pushed harder on Toby's head.
"Ok" Toby complied.
"So, someone took my son and has left a riddle which I know nothing about. Thought you might know who would want a four year old boy, conceived on a forgotten day"
"I can't remember the full details." Toby stuttered.
"Try" Angel pushed harder on his head.
"Ok, ok ok! There's this guy, creepy as hell, been asking around after the souled Vampire for a while. People started talking and a few demons mentioned the fact that you had a son.ow, can ya lay off my head please?"
"No. Go on" Angel listened.
"Well he seemed interested in the boy. Said he was the Son of a Fallen Angel.whatever that means" Toby tried to shrug.
"What was his name?" Angel questioned violently.
"Ratmah.or Ramtah.or something" Toby tried to shrug again.
"Raktah" Angel almost whispered.
"Yeah that's him. You know him then?" Toby raised his eyebrows, as if trying to look at Angel over his own head. After a while Toby realised Angel had gone and he was free to sit back up. Doing so, he rubbed his head.
"Yeah thank you Toby. Sheesh" Toby took another swig of his beer.
AUTHOR: Salem
EMAIL: Salem_Angelus@hotmail.com
FEEDBACK: I crave it.like blood *licks lips*
ARCHIVE/DISTRIBUTION: This site or ask
SUMMARY: I will tell you its set in the future, 4 years after season 4 of Buffy and season 1 of Angel. Part 2 to "Friends" series.my first series *dances*
CONTENT/WARNINGS: If you don't wanna know
SPOILERS: IWRU - Angel season 1
RATING: 15 (PG-14 for the American readers) it's what you would see on the show.
Disclaimer: Joss own Buffy. Joss own Angel. Me push them together. *bangs chest*
************************************************************************* The phone rang on the wall and Angel looked up from his book. Buffy was in town and after 3 months back together she trusted him enough to be alone with Max. It wasn't that she didn't trust him with Max, it was she didn't trust herself to leave Max with him. She knew what Angel was like, could be like but he was human now, she knew that for a fact. He could, and had also proved it several times in the last few months. Angel had travelled form L.A, from his place of work and home, just to baby sit for her. That in itself told her that he was committed to her and to Max. Angel wanted more than anything to be a part of his son's life, and had told Buffy so in person and over the phone. Baby-sitting gave him a perfect chance to be with Max.
"Hello?" Angel extended the antenna on the cordless as he held it to his ear. No answer came. "Hello?" He repeated in a more serious tone. When no one answered he pressed the talk button and replaced the handset. When he turned to return to the porch and his book, the phone stopped Angel again. Picking up the handset, he extended the antenna and pressed the talk button. "Hello?" Angel said.
"Angel." A crackly voice said. Angel could imagine an evil smile too.
"Who is this?" Angel demanded, his eyes narrowing.
"You know." The voice replied.
"Yeah, ok so what do you want?" In all his years on this Earth, Angel has learnt that there was no such thing as a prank pone call.
"You know that too." The voice inhaled and its lungs crackled. The sound reminded Angel of the gargle many of his victims had made as he sucked their life away. It made him shudder.
"So why don't you tell me what I know then, pal?" Angel was getting aggravated. "Cos if it's money, or anything you can just forget you ever phoned here. Do you know who I am? I could snap you in half just like."
"Max" The voice said. Angel looked in shock and could hear a child in the background of the phone call. Bright eyed and heart pounding, Angel ran to back window of the house. Yanking back the curtain Angel fixed his eyes on a tall man wearing a dark duster, sleek black sunglasses and dark slacks. As he knelt to the ground, Max played around him.
"Stay away from him" Angel growled. Even though he had been human for nearly 3 years, the primeval Angel still surfaced. The stranger laughed evilly and dropping the phone Angel ran to the back door. He skidded past the counter, out of the door and onto the porch. Gasping for breath Angel's eyes searched the yard. Running his hands through his hair Angel paced the porch, finally sinking into a weeping heap just outside the door. Angel threw his head back against the doorframe and a tear escaped his eye as he clenched then shut. Max was gone.
Buffy came home and it was late. She hadn't expected to be out this late but Willow shopped like a younger her only Buffy never shopped for baby clothes when she was 16. She pulled into Revello Drive and flashing lights caught her eye.blue flashing lights coming from outside her house. Buffy broke hard opposite her house, jumped out her car and ran across the street. Police officers swarmed her front yard and some men in white suits exited the back yard through the side gate.
"What's going on?" Buffy demanded from one of the young officers on her lawn. "What is everyone doing in my house?" Buffy spun around, ignored as officers charged past her and swapped notes.
"Buffy." A kind, familiar voice came from behind her. He sounded exhausted and it showed in his eyes when he walked towards her.
"Angel?" She could feel the tears welling. She knew it wasn't good news. Angel reached her and sighed hard, more tears staining his cheeks.
"It's Max." he began shakily, Buffy throwing both her hands over her mouth as the tears flooded her features.
"No.no." she repeated falling into Angel's embrace. He held her tight while she still chanted. The pair wept together for their son and still officers flooded the lawn.
Buffy sat at the kitchen counter, staring blankly into her coffee mug. Her eyes stung from sleepless nights of crying into Angel's arms and she hadn't even bothered getting dressed. To Buffy, Max was her everything and now he was gone, there was nothing to live for.
"Buffy?" A quiet and worried voice came from the hall. Buffy turned her head and smiled weakly.
"Angel" Buffy resumed staring into her mug. Angel padded barefoot into the kitchen and took a counter seat next to Buffy.
"We will get him back Buffy I promise" Angel tried to comfort her. Buffy continued to stare into her coffee mug and ignored the ringing phone. Angel lethargically slid off of the kitchen stool and dragged his tired body towards the phone. Picking up the receiver he exhaled hard, expecting another phone call from the Police saying they had no new news on Max.
"Summer's Residence" He droned like a taped message.
"Angel." The voice hissed
"Where's my son?" Angel demanded in a deep, angry voice.
"You know." The voice stated monotonously.
"No I don't!" Angel shouted. "Now tell me, where is."
"All Fallen Angels have a hidden secret. Yours is closer than you think"
"What? What does that mean?" Angel commanded.
"You know." The voice faded.
"No I don't! Gimme back my son!" Angel shouted as the line went dead.
Slamming the phone back onto the wall, Angel stormed out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Returning five minutes later, fully dressed, he was greeted by a worn out Buffy at the foot of the stairs. Angel made quick eye contact, grabbed his coat off of the banister and charged for the door.
"Where are you going?" Buffy quizzed, as he pulled open the door, allowing what had become unnatural sunlight to flood onto Buffy's face.
"To see a friend" Angel said, the anger still very present in his voice. The door slammed behind him and Buffy was left alone in their house, where she wept for her son.
Toby was unstoppable. Not only was he the best snitch for unnatural worldly things but also he had never been caught.
"I'll get a beer" Toby shuffled onto the bar stool and threw some tattered dollar bills onto the bar. The barmen popped the cap off of the bottle and placed it on the bar with a thud, taking the money. Toby took a swig of his beer and then replaced the bottle on the bar. Seconds after he'd swallowed his beer a heavy hand slammed his face into the bar. The almost deserted bar ignored the intrusion.
"Heya Toby, remember me?"
"Angel" Toby muffled out of his squashed mouth. "How could I forget"
"Yeah, we go way back, don't we" Angel didn't loosen his grip on Toby's head. His head was so small, it was buried in Angel's hand. "Listen Tobe" Angel Started, "Someone took my son and."
"You got a son? Congratu." Toby interrupted.
"Shut up" Angel pushed harder on Toby's head.
"Ok" Toby complied.
"So, someone took my son and has left a riddle which I know nothing about. Thought you might know who would want a four year old boy, conceived on a forgotten day"
"I can't remember the full details." Toby stuttered.
"Try" Angel pushed harder on his head.
"Ok, ok ok! There's this guy, creepy as hell, been asking around after the souled Vampire for a while. People started talking and a few demons mentioned the fact that you had a son.ow, can ya lay off my head please?"
"No. Go on" Angel listened.
"Well he seemed interested in the boy. Said he was the Son of a Fallen Angel.whatever that means" Toby tried to shrug.
"What was his name?" Angel questioned violently.
"Ratmah.or Ramtah.or something" Toby tried to shrug again.
"Raktah" Angel almost whispered.
"Yeah that's him. You know him then?" Toby raised his eyebrows, as if trying to look at Angel over his own head. After a while Toby realised Angel had gone and he was free to sit back up. Doing so, he rubbed his head.
"Yeah thank you Toby. Sheesh" Toby took another swig of his beer.