Title: Walking The Past Part Two.
Author: Louise Mills
Email address: dumblou@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I do not own any of characters from the Buffy the vampire slayer and Angel. They belong to Joss Whedon.
Author Notes: Please excuse my grammar; I was never good at English. This part is in the timeline of the scobbie's gang senior year in high school, and in Ireland 1745.
Rating: 12, because of the language, that may appear in this chapter.
Classification: A/C
Spoilers: None
Status: Incomplete
Part Two,
It was the night before the dreaded History class and Angel and Cordelia were in the library refining the details of her essay.
"So looks to me you have a brilliant essay here Cordelia. Think you missed anything." Angel asked as he watched her every move.
"No I don't think so, thank you Angel." Angel leaned over and whisper in her ear.
"Your welcome my love." Cordelia smiled as Angel got up from his position when she suddenly remembered something.
"Oh shit."
"What… What is it my lo… um Cordelia." Cordelia couldn't help, but smile at him, he nearly slipped up and called her my love.
"I've forgotten something important and I don't see how I'm going to get it."
"What you forgotten Cordelia?" A voice said behind Angel. Angel and Cordelia looked behind him, and the whole of the scobbie gang were standing there.
Angel and Cordelia couldn't help, but think how long they had been standing there. Wondering weather or not they had noticed their close interactions.
"Oh just the period dress." All the scobbie's gang's faces turned with fear.
"God, she dead!" Xander and willow mutter under their voices, not realising Angel had heard them and had stepped closer to Cordelia, so he could protect her.
"Xander, Willow why did you just say that? Angel questions them, wanting to know why Cordelia was in trouble.
"You heard us?" Willow shrieked and Angel nodded his head.
"She dead, because out teacher's a real bitch. And the one thing she said was a must in her memo was to come dress in the period your ding. That was the only reason she gave us an extra week." Xander pointed out for Angel.
Angel turned to face Cordelia, "You hadn't had an extension because of the essay, but for preparation for the dress?"
"I never said that I did, you just assumed. And don't do that, make me feel guilty, I know I should of completed it before, but I had other things on my mind."
"Yes, no doubt probably about clothes and shoes." Xander added. Cordelia was hurt by his words, because he thought she was shallow. He had no idea of what was going on in her life, at this moment in time.
Angel noticed the pain in her eyes from what Xander said, and more than usual he wanted to hit Xander.
"Don't worry, Cordelia." Angel said while he placed a hand on one of her shoulders, making her stare into his eyes. "I think I can help you!"
"How?"
"I happen to have a nice collection of 18th century clothing." Then Xander interrupted Angel.
"You have women's dresses at home!"
"Xander shut up, they are priceless to have. How the hell do you think I've survived the last few centuries? I keep things that one day would be worth a lot of money." Angel gentle pulled Cordelia up out of her chair and picked up her stuff and walked towards the exit.
"See you all later, I not in the mood to socialize tonight." Angel added before leaving with Cordelia and made sure that Buffy understood, he also meant he didn't want her company as well.
At Angel's Mansion,
Angel was going though some trunks, which contained he oldest clothes he owned. "I think a deep red or a maroon would suit you best, well that's what I always thought."
"Really, so which one did you always prefer?" Angel smiled a brought out the deepest red dress out of the trunk.
"I always like this one. He held up the dress, so she could fully see it.
Cordelia breath was immediately taken away; the dress had two different kinds of red. The under skirt of the dress was a few shades lighter then the over skirt. And the overskirt had an embroidery pattern in maroon stitching of sunflowers. It had a tight bodest and Cordelia wonder how the hell do you put the damn thing on.
"Angel it's beautiful, so how do I get it on?"
"Well first, there are under garments, corset, the loomed petticoat. And you get someone to help you button up the dress as the buttons are at the back of the dress.
"God it sounds like it took hours to put the dress on."
"Yeah well it did, but the end results were always worth it."
"So as you seem to be the only one who knows how to put one of these dresses on? Would you mind helping me put it on tomorrow morning? Of course I will put on the under garments before I leave my house, because as I remember there like old fashion pj's." Angel laughed at her description of the under garments, she would have to wear tomorrow.
"Of course, I will help you, my love."
Next Morning 6am Angel's Mansion,
Cordelia knocks on the front door to the mansion and waited for Angel to let her in. As the minutes passed and still no Angel t let her in, she knocked harder on the door, a few seconds later the door flew open.
"What?"
"Good morning grumpy." She said while staring at Angel who was wearing only boxers and a dressing gown.
"I'm sorry my love, I had only just got to sleep them you first knocked on the door."
"Sorry, I forgot you went to bed at 6am."
"No don't worry, it's me who should apologise. I forgot you were coming this morning." He opened the door wilder and mtion her to come in.
One hour later,
Cordelia stepped up to the full-length mirror and studied herself in the mirror.
And with out her knowing, Angel stepped up behind her and kissed her on the shoulder, and said, "You look beautiful." Cordelia shrieked, she turned round and hit Angel on the arm.
"Don't do that you scared me half to death." Angel couldn't help but laugh and he gently took hold of her by the waist.
"I'm sorry, I forgot you couldn't see me in the mirror." He removed one of his hands from her waist and raised it to her cheek and started to gently stoke her cheek. Their eyes locked and they stood there, reading each other's souls.
The leaned into each other and tried to finished what should of happen a week ago. Their lips touched, so lightly at first and hey both felt tingles surge though their bodies. The kiss intensified and Angel's hands move from her face though her hair, to the back of her neck, so he could hold her closer and intensified the kiss.
His hands move to the back of her dress and he slowly undid the top two buttons of the dress. Then suddenly Cordelia pulled away, Angel looked at her confused as to why she would pull away.
"What's wrong?"
"No more, we just spent an hour getting me into my dress, for what so you could take it off in two minutes, no. Oh and plus I don't really like to meet Angelus again so soon." Angel took one step back and smiled.
"You have a point." Silence settled between them.
"I better get to school."
"Okay and my love?"
"Yes my Angel?"
"Remember to come visit me after your class so you can tell me what happen, and how they liked our essay."
"Of course, my Angel." Cordelia stepped towards him and lightly kissed him on the lips before leaving for school.
End Of Last Period, History Class,
Cordelia was the first to speak to the class about the period she researched and now she was listening to Jonathan speaking about 8th century England. The bell rang, signalling the end of class.
"Miss Chase?" Cordelia was called over to her teacher, Miss Forrester.
"Yes, Miss Forrester?"
"Very good work today Cordelia, you seem to be the only one who was able to talk about the daily lives of normal people. Very well done."
"Thank you, a friend helped. His family has a good archive of journals from the 18th century, so he leant hem to me to read."
"So would you say you could live in the 18th century, after reading those journals."
"Yes I think I could but it probably still be hard, as the culture was all different from today."
"Well that's good… Good that someone has interest you in History. Well you probably want to get home. Goodbye, Cordelia."
"Night Miss Forrester." Cordelia walked out of the class, just before she could hear Miss Forrester said something.
"Yes, Miss Chase we will see if you can live in the 18th century. I hope you can remember your research you will need it. In half an hour, your life will change." Miss Forrester smiled wickedly and walked out of the classroom.
25 Minutes Later,
Cordelia and Buffy were walking towards Angel's, still in their period dresses, when all the sudden Cordelia felt dizzy.
A blinding light appeared and a wind picked up and the light formed into what looked like a portal. Cordelia and Buffy shielded their eyes and looked towards the portal, a blue light came shooting out of the portal and surrounded Cordelia. Cordelia screamed, but Buffy couldn't get to Cordelia before Cordelia was pulled into the portal. The portal closed immediately after Cordelia was dragged though.
"Cordelia, No!!!" Buffy screamed, she ran towards Angel's Knowing he would want to know what happen, as him and Cordelia had become good friends over the last week. Of course he would want to help get her back as well.
Angel's Mansion,
Buffy went though the mansion door; she looked around he large room, but couldn't see Angel. "Angel, Angel quick something's happen to Cordelia."
Angel was in his bedroom when he first heard Buffy shouting, but once he heard her shout something had happen to Cordelia, he was out of the room quicker then lightening.
Angel quickly ran up behind Buffy, he grabbed her arms spanned her around. He glared into her eyes and demanded to know what happen to Cordelia.
"What happen? Where's Cordelia? Buffy please tell me?" Buffy was shocked of what she just saw in Angel's eyes. She saw concern, but mostly love and not for her, but for Cordelia. Buffy took a step back from Angel.
"You love her, don't you?" Angel concerned if he should tell Buffy, he decided to tell her, he did, but not the whole the story.
"Yes Buffy… Please Buffy tell me what happen?" Buffy felt her heart break at that very moment, because even if Cordelia hadn't tried to take Angel away from her, she still managed to take him. Finally she started to tell him what happen.
"We were walking here from school. To tell you how our assignments went. Then suddenly a blight light appeared in front of us. A blue stream of light came out what seemed to be a portal. The blue light surrounded Cordelia and pulled her in and before could jump in after her the portal closed."
Angel knew after Buffy stopped talking that his Cordelia had just been transported into his life 254 years before. He knew Buffy would ask him to help Cordelia back, but he had no intension to, he wasn't going to shorten the time his past self had with Cordelia. But he wouldn't let Buffy or the others find out he wasn't going to help. So he decided he play along just a little, so they wouldn't suspect him not doing any work.
"We should go to the library Angel, to see how to get Cordelia back and find who or what took her?"
"Of course, I meet you there as it's still daylight I'll take the tunnels."
"Sure."
Meanwhile,
Cordelia looked round where she had been transported to, it looked exactly like the temple of 'the powers that be' in her dreams.
"Hello?" She shouted, then two figures walked out of a light that appeared in front of her.
"Come forward, chosen one!" Cordelia took a few steps forward, she was confused wasn't Buffy the chosen one.
"Chosen one?" The two figures smiled.
"We can understand why you're confused at we called you that. But there are a lot of different kinds of chosen ones, and the only kind you have meet so far is the slayer."
"So what kind am I?"
"You are one of the few humans that were chosen to have a soul mate. And yours is different from other humans, yours is not human."
"I see your telling me my soul is mated to Angel's."
"Yes, you are a very intelligent human!"
"Well, thanks I think, can I ask you a question?"
"Yes!" The two figures said that the same time.
"Why am I here?"
"Ah yes of course. Someone has out a spell on you, a spell to transport you back in time. To learn first hand how people lived, usually we can stop is kind of spell, because people from the future usually change the past, meaning changing the future. But somehow someone was been able to put a blocking spell against us. But we can do something to help you in the past, we can give you an identity, and means to live, and where you end up."
"Oh, so who's doing this?"
"Someone called Sophia Forrester."
"My History teacher?" The figures nodded.
"We better hurry up and tell you the details you need, we won't be able to keep you here much longer. Your name will be Gaynor Guinevere Williams; you are the sole heiress of your family's estate. You and your family were travelling on the ship, 'the Empress', going towards Dublin. But 'the Empress' hit the rocks in the bay of Galway. You will be the sole survivor of 'the Empress.' Your belongings are in two large trunks, one holds your clothes, and the other your processions, the trunks survive the sea. They are locked, but the key will be on a necklace round your neck. The year will be 1745, that's all we can say, good luck, chosen one."
The temple disappears and all the sudden Cordelia is on the deck of a ship, which was sinking. All she could hear were children and women screaming. Suddenly someone behind her fell over and knocked her off the deck of the ship, into the sea. Cordelia struggled to reach the surface; once she reached the surface something from above hit her head. Cordelia sinks under the water semi-conscious.
End of Part Two…