Disclaimer:
It took me a long ride to get here everyone, this is the final chapter. I'd like to thank you all for sticking with me, mostly to my wonderful beta Lizzy85cec for being so amazing and helping me with the corrections, Liz you're such a doll sweetheart!
Many bites and kisses, I sure hope you enjoy it.
Nat
"Bite me" He heard her. Okay, it was easy to say so it was bloody easy to do too. He kissed her neck, breathing in her skin, licking the exposed flesh, while he heard her moaning his name softly, he let the monster inside him come forth, and now wearing his vamp face… he graced her skin with his canines before biting.
A soft cry escaped from her mouth when he finally bit her, the moment the dominant taste of her blood touched his tongue, he felt the images pass through them as well, every single thing they had done and felt during their time together…
First, as Buffy Summers, a Californian girl born in 1981, Los Angeles; not only her time as the slayer was shown to both of them, but her time as a baby, a young child and a teenage girl before being called.
Buffy was experiencing all his memories as well, as Liam, as Angelus then Angel, and she soon discovered that Angelus had always loved her as well.
"Angel" She moaned his name, he had already stopped drinking from her and he was simply laving at the new scar of the punctures left.
"Yes beloved?" He breathed in her neck.
"Make love to me?" She asked in a husky voice. "Forever and ever…" he murmured kissing her earlobe.
He heard her moan again taking of his shirt, touching every inch of him that she could, more and more memories came, the first time they made love, when he left, her feelings, his feelings, when she tried to forget him by sleeping with some random guy, the fucking commando guy he hated so much for having her, Spike, her mother's death, her death, the love she felt for her friends and sister.
He was ravished kissing every inch he could rather. She whimpered his name, playing with his hair. He kissed her lips long and strong, earning a moan from his lover. He couldn't believe how easy it was to fall back to old habits, he knew every piece of her, so as he had done twice before (at least for him) he trailed down her body beaming while eyeing her, she grinned satisfied by his ministrations. He kissed her lower lip and sucked her ear, in response Buffy moaned in pure pleasure. Another set of images impregnated their minds.
He had concentrated on kissing her inner thighs when he then ran his tongue along her the opening of her hot spot, delighting her with his experience until all he could hear, feel, and taste was her sweet release.
Angel grinned seductively as he licked her tummy nipping lightly with blunt teeth, up the valley of her feminine mounds pausing to caress them until he kissed her fully on the mouth as the proof of his arousal nudged at her entrance. Buffy let out a breathy whimper into his lips arching up to him for what she wanted… The action made the hybrid man growl in yearn as their eyes locked, just before he entered her.
Their lovemaking was something that would go on through the night as they both attempted to make up for lost time.
Meanwhile
The formal Scooby gang was having their own dreams and questions. Connor finally understood where he had come from. Tara,Willowand Oz ended sharing a threesome sexual dream. Spike and Dawn fully understood where all the love and companionship started; Giles was surprise and amazed by his slayer and slayerettes, he never thought they were so strong as friends, but now he was sure they were much more than that – they were family – just like in this lifetime; previously they were vicious, heroic and completely out of their minds (if you could count insanity as such a thing) but nonetheless they were family.
Buffy would have preferred that all the bad things that happened two hundred years ago in her life as a Summers would vanish, that all her friends didn't ache as they did, that love wouldn't be so painful. But above all that, she wished she was that girl, leaving Angel's office heartbroken, seeing in her lovers eyes how much he wishes he could wrap his arms around her and never let her go.
Angel kissed her face lovingly then bringing her back from those deep thoughts and held her close. His heart beating under her made her remember a forgotten memory then… "I'll never forget".
Present Day
Buffy woke up in her dorm room, Willow was slightly snoring, and the slayer felt lost for a moment before realizing it was probably one of her many slayers dreams.
After a moment she got up to shower, dress and think of a phrase that wouldn't leave her alone; what wasn't she supposed to forget?
Angel woke up in his bed, alone, lost at his surroundings. Before he could say "what the fuck?" he heard arguing.
"Honestly Doyle, how can you expect someone to take you seriously in those clothes?" Cordelia asked.
Angel laughed happy for himself, getting up, dressing and walking out to meet his friends. He had a second chance to change everything. To make it right.
"Doyle!" He called.
"Yo mate, good mornin' to ya. Have you seen a blue bird or something?" He questioned.
"He's right boss, you're awfully happy today... but not TOO happy right?" Cordy voiced worriedly.
"Relax Cordy, it's just me. But I do have to talk to you guys." He said cautiously.
"Hurricane Buffy all along, I can assure it." He grimaced and proceeded to tell them every little thing.
"WOW" The two formal fang gang crew spoke.
"I know." He sighed.
"Well, then let's get to work, what the heck are you both Irish guys waiting for? We need to find these Branch demons or whatever you call them and save Doyle" she said, the little Irishman was more than just surprised.
"What? Just because I tend to drive you crazy doesn't mean I don't care for you, I would miss you, you know... damn it, I even miss Buffy and the Scoobies'' she admitted, with a smile.
In Sunnydale, Buffy decided she needed to visit her mom and make sure she had herself checked up. While walking, she thought about Dawn - her sister in her dream – and how so many things could be avoided.
A visit was in order due to her most teaser and favorite vampire – though Spike would never know – she would tell him about her dream and how much she believed he was a good 'man'.
After Spike, she needed to speak with her watcher; he would definitely have an explanation for it. Buffy had unconsciously scratched Riley's name from her mental dating list. Fuck him; a soldier working for a crazy teacher? Thanks, but no, Thanks. She had enough problems already.
Again, a research party didn't sound like a bad idea after all.
Oh. Oz, she needed to talk to him too or Will would never be the same. Also, for some crazy reason she thought aboutTara, as she recalled the dream could balance those two. OKAY. Did she just think of a threesome relationship?
Heck. Weirder things had happened before, right?
Dawn entered her mind all over again and she knew she would do anything to protect her daughter – wait a second there – DAUGHTER?
"I'll never forget." SHIT. DOUBLE SHIT!
That part, under no circumstances had been a dream. For some time now or days Angel had been an indeed a human. A breathing, heart beating, basking in the sun, human. They had been able to enjoy being in love with no boundaries, what so ever.
She began to breathe heavily. He gave up on her; the question that remained though was, why?
Perhaps, that didn't matter; Dawn was hers and Angel's. So how come she was a teen in her dreams?
Another set of questions rolled in her mind. Buffy decided she was gonna go do her shores before going nuts. She visited Joyce, and after a lot of arguing, her mother agreed to go get a checkup.
Then Spike, both were surprised by the civilized and normal conversation they had. Spike, though shocked, agreed with the slayer and thanked her. They said their goodbyes and hugged like good old friends.
Even the dream hadn't given her all the answers. So, she needed to speak with the fang gang as well. And God have mercy, she sure was going to be in trouble after throwing everything on Giles. Poor librarian, he wouldn't know what had hit him.
Oh, Faith, she needed her sister slayer right away, she considered.
Giles opened the door in a sleepy state. It was late; she knew that of course, but first things first. And there was in no doubt at all that this was an emergency situation.
"Buffy, what in god's name are you doing here in such an unholy hour?" The ex-librarian requested, cleaning his glasses.
"It's an emergency." And with a wave of his hand Giles gestured her get inside. She sat down and started her ramble, just like she had done with Spike.
"I need a drink." Was all that Giles managed to say, "Meanwhile, Buffy please call the number next to the phone." She agreed, knowing she had given a migraine to her watcher.
"Angel Investigations, those in need we help..." Spoke Doyle in his Irish voice.
"It's 'we help the ones in need', not the contrary!" Cordelia corrected him.
"Hi Doyle, this is Buffy." She greeted.
"Give me that." Impatiently Cordelia abruptly took the telephone.
"This is Cordelia Chase, how may I help you?" She asked, but even trying to sound cherry, Buffy noticed she was exhausted.
"Cordy, its Buffy, I'm sorry for calling you at such an unholy hour, but it's important." Giles repressed a grin at his slayer.
"You're on speaker" Cordy replied.
"This is gonna sound hell crazy, but..." Buffy started.
"Let me guess, you had a dream with you future self?" Cordy asked.
"Yeah, I'll put you on speaker too." They soon discussed during an hour or so, Angel and Buffy fulfilling their stories, when Cordelia wisely said:
"This is fun and all, but I'm dead tired, shouldn't we get some sleep and gather everyone?"
She was absolutely right. New members would come and Buffy had only confessed most of her dreams, to them and Spike. Angel and the crew agreed it was the best option. They shall meet, Buffy thought again about the life growing inside her, hers and Angel's baby.
A week later they were all at the mansion, the biggest place and to everyone's utter surprise, the meeting went smoothly, they had agreed on the plan that Angel and Buffy should work together; they were surprised by Buffy's revelations about Dawn and relieved at the same time. Spike heard all of it, before speaking his mind; he had discovered how to find his soul and also a way of binding his sires. He whispered something about Little Bit needing a father and an awesome uncle; yes he could be extremely full of himself sometimes.
It was with this new shared information and their new alliance that they were to take on the future, the threats, and anything thrown their way how it should have been from the very beginning…
Together.
Two years later
LA had been crazy lately, but Angel, Cordy, and Doyle (yes, they had manage to save him), Wesley (not a solo demon hunter alone any longer), Gunn (a black teenager who after losing his sister's to a vampire, started working for one, against them), David Nabbit (wealthy and pretty much a Willow kind of person, computer worm), Fred (thanks to Cordy travelling to another dimension, they manage to save the physicist), and of course, Lorne (an emphatic demon and singer).
Who would have thought?
Buffy had been indeed pregnant, and it was a girl. They named her Dawn and a week later a crazy demon from another dimension took her. When she was delivered again to Buffy and her family – it reads – mom (Buffy), Spike, Faith (Buffy had visited her often since the dream and when she was finally awake all she wanted was make amends and be the sister Buffy so desperately needed), Willow, Oz, Tara, Giles, Joyce, Xander, Anya and of course daddy's (Angel) crew. Dawn was 14 years old and it wasn't easy at all, the monks who got her made her a key and gave her memories of Buffy as her sister, which pained the slayer and vampire deeply.
When Glory came they were prepared, at least that's what they had thought, until Angel sacrificed himself for the sake of his daughter. It was too much for Buffy, too much to everyone, they had been together for too long and what hurt the most was that a body was non existence.
Dawn blamed herself and Buffy tried perhaps in vain to a placate her sisters - to what Dawn all knew – poor heart, and take her out of this misery, but with very little luck.
For months the Fang gang and the Scoobies were lost, everything was out of place, nothing could mend them or end their pain.
It was all in vain, why even give them a chance to be happy?
Joyce decided it was time for Buffy to tell the truth for her daughter, to let Dawn know about her true origins, she had gathered the whole gang at her house and discussed it with them, it was time they agreed.
Meanwhile Buffy had taken Dawn out of the house, since Angel and Buffy had gotten together they lived in the mansion and everything made them both think about Angel.
They were walking in one of the "many" cemeteries in Sunnydale. Dawn kicked a small rock on the grass floor as if she could prove something out of it, holding her tears she asked:
"Why the heck didn't he let me do it?"
Buffy put her arm around her bringing her close, she sniffed, a tear falling. Buffy then whispered in a soothing tone:
"Because you're ours." Dawn looked dumbfounded.
"That's not true."
Buffy sighed and continued "You're mine and Angels; you were barely a month when a demon took you away from us to another dimension. When we got you back weeks later, you were fourteen hating me and calling your grandma 'mom', we discovered later about the monks and they told you were indeed my child but they had change you and made you a key." Dawn eyed her thinking about all the moments her 'sister' would hold her or caress her hair; kiss her cheek or her forehead lovingly. How many times Angel had helped her with homework, as Spike, called her sweetheart, made her breakfast and she couldn't help but started crying incontrollable sinking on the floor.´
"You are really my parents?" Her voice was barely a whisper "Oh gosh, dad is dead because of me." She started hyperventilating.
"Hush, Dawnie, hush." She sobbed clutching at her mother for dear life. She murmured things such as 'Sorry mommy' and 'I didn't mean it' in response Buffy would hold her tighter and closer, bringing the girl on her lap. Buffy told her that no matter what she always wanted her and loved her and so had her father, and without a doubt he would have done the same.
8/8/8
Angel woke up surprised under the bridge he looked around feeling a bit lost. He had the same clothes he was wearing when he had "died", he felt the need get home right away, something rushed him to the old Summers' house, and without noticing it was almost morning or that he was breathing while his heart was beating; his main goal was to find his wife and daughter.
He walked the streets of Sunnydale and entered the so familiar Revello Drive and stopped in front of the white house number 60, knocking on the door, silly, but, like Buffy would say of him 'always the gentlemen'.
The Fang Gang and the Scoobies eyed each other. Who could possibly be? Buffy had the key and Dawn was with her. Spike rose from his seat and in a dash he was at the door.
"Spike, what took you so long boy?" His sire asked in a mocking tone.
"SIRE?" The bleach blonde voice was perplexed.
"What the hell William, you look like you've seen a ghost." He said entering the house.
The whole family was speechless; no one had a thought to give. They heard another noise and Faith called:
"B?"
Buffy answered in a low voice "Yeah, could you please help me with Dawn, she fell asleep."
Angel was about to move but all eyes were on him again, he backed away, letting Faith take the lead.
"Thanks." He heard his lover say "Is everything alright, Fai? You seem… troubled."
"Did you tell her?" The younger slayer asked.
"Yeah, she's pretty upset." She spoke caressing her daughters face.
"Mom?" Dawn called in her slumber. "I'm here."
"Thanks." Murmured Faith, Dawn had become her little sis and no one was gonna hurt her anymore.
"B?" She started "Did you do anything?" Faith had an unreadable expression on her face.
"Hum?" Buffy sounded clueless while Faith kept walking climbing the stairs. "Nothing, really, is just big A just came in through the door, like nobody's business, yo' know, like he never left – I mean died. So I thought that maybe you or Sabrina had done something." She rambled.
"WHAT?" Buffy practically yelled at her, Dawn was startled and Faith almost lost her balance before saying "Calm down, B."
Buffy was surprised and quieted down but in vain because all hell broke loose. Everyone was on top of each other it was completely chaos.
"Enough." Angel said reassured. "What exactly happened?" His eyebrows rose up in a questioning way."
"Dad?" Dawn asked uncertainly.
"Yes?" Angel responded looking deeply hurt to the teen, his eyes searched Buffy.
"Are you for real?" She asked still secured in Faith's arms. Angel was dumbfounded. What did she mean by that? And when did Buffy tell her the truth?
"I thought we had agreed to tell her the truth together." Faith had put Dawn on her feet, but was still by her side.
"Baby..." Buffy said in a velvet voice getting closer to him and touching his face "You were dead for months."
The information sunk in and he was eating flies, then he felt breathless while touching his wife's hand to make sure she was there, he closed his lingering at the contact.
"Well that certainly explains the chocked faces and the bridge... " He said, no humor in his voice while he watched everyone else.
Dawn moved descending the stairs hugging him with all her might, then Buffy followed and Faith, when the three girls were comfortable in his embrace, Spike joined them.
"Excluse me" Cordy complained, "I want a piece of my friend too."
And for some moments they kept with the hugging, kissing, chatting – Home. They were finally home.
Buffy watched them in display with a smile on her face. He was back, he had fulfilled his prophecy and they could live as the normal slayer, an ex-vampire and a key daughter that belong to them both. Let's not forget their family, Angel was bombarded with gossip, such as Doyle and Cordy getting married, Willow, Oz and Tara were indeed together; Faith was happily engaged in a relationship with Spike (who was also human), and he soon noticed how protective he was of Dawn and Buffy.
Giles and Wesley had resumed the Councils Office and made a lot of changes, one being that "In every generation there is a chosen one. She alone will stand against the vampires the demons and the forces of darkness. She is the slayer" was changed to "In every generation there is a chosen one. She along with her friends and family shall face the forces of the darkness".
Anya and Xander were always fighting a bit which was hilarious. Angel had been listening and talking with Lorne when he felt his lover hugging him, he held her arms around his torso, inebriated by her perfume.
"Gosh, I've missed you."She said heartedly.
"And I you, baby." He turned to kiss her fully on her lips.
"Forever, as long forever will be?" He asked.
"That's the whole point." She smirked.
"Get a room!" Faith said jokingly.
"Actually I do have something to ask." Angel replied with a grin on his face.
"I was wondering… now that I'm a real boy..." The whole gang laughed including Buffy, Spike measured to say…
"Oh bullocks, sire, that was too much!" while his partner in crime said…
"Come on big A..." Drying the tears from the corner of her eyes.
"Guys, please, I'm trying to make a real request here, so will you please shut it?" They held their laughter's and Anya, never the tactful said:
"Pump the question already so you can leave and make..." Before she continued Xander put a hand on her mouth.
"I'm sorry, go own mate." He said shrugging Angel with his free hand.
"Hum, actually it's more like a announcement than a request; see in Irish old laws, the wedding band I gave Buffy when she was 17 technically married us. Of course the laws in USA are different, so I kindly ask my daughter and her lovely grandmother if I could have the honor..."
"Oh my God, Angel." Joyce stooped him. "You have proved to me more than once, how much you love my daughter, and I don't think Dawnie disagrees."
Dawn smiled, and so did all the others faces in the room.
Angel eyed his mate, best friend and lover beaming at her as she threw herself in his arms and kissed him slowly.
They had a whole new life ahead of them and many more surprises to live.