Title: What the Heart Goes Through
Author: Angelchic612
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story. That pleasure goes to Joss Whedon
Author's Note: Dawn does not exist in this story. I felt that she was tying Buffy down too much, so I didn't use her. Oh, and sorry if there are some spelling problems!
Feedback: PLEASE!!
A/N: DAVID BOREANAZ IS THE HOTTEST!
Love Hurts
"Buffy," Angel said, his unbeating heart breaking.
"Angel, look, now isn't a good time. Can we do this later?" Buffy asked. The edge in her voice was still there, but it was being replaced with exhaustion.
"Sure," said Angel. He walked out of her hospital room numb. He didn't even notice when he bumped into Xander.
"Hey man..." Xander said when he was bumped into. He cast a confused glance at Angel's back, then turned to look at Buffy.
"Buffster! How ya feelin?" asked Xander, his face breaking into a smile.
"Ok... a lot better actually. I think I might be able to patrol soon," Buffy answered, a tinge of hope in her voice.
"Would you do better if you were, say...at home?" Xander asked mischievously.
"Are you serious? I can leave?" Buffy asked, almost screaming. She hated hospitals and was happy to leave.
"Apparently, your pretty much healed up. The doctor can't explain it," Xander said, "your mom sent me in to get you."
Buffy hopped out of bed, slowly, "Ready!" she happily chirped.
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"Now I want you to take it easy for a day. You may resume patrol tommorrow, if you feel up to it," Giles said.
Buffy spent the day at home. Willow had brought over some of the homework Buffy had missed. Willow was currently with Oz.
'I've studied all day. Willow would be proud. I deserve a break,' Buffy thought.
She changed into some 'slayage' clothes and grabbed her bag of weapons. She was almost out the door when her mother called "Buffy?"
"Yeah mom," she answered reluctantly.
"Where are you going?" Mrs. Summers asked, a little worried. Then she saw her attire and the weapon bag.
"Oh, I see. Honey, Rupert said that you should be resting, remember?" Mrs. Summers argued.
"Mom, I'll be fine. I am all healed up. Besides, patrolling is medicine for the Slayer." With that she was out the door.
Walking around the cemetery reminded her of Angel and the things she had said to him. A wave of self-loathing swept over her. 'How could I have been so mean to him? Sure, he left me, but I love him, I could never hate him,' she thought. While she was mulling over the events of yesterday, a vampire came up behind her.
"Slayer," the vampire spat.
Buffy whirled around to face him "Slayee," she threw back. With that, they began to fight. Eventually, Buffy ran the guy through with a stake and he was dust. When she turned around, Angel was standing there.
"Angel," Buffy said in a shakey voice. He turned to leave, but she grabbed his arm.
"Wait. I need to talk to you...about yesterday. Angel, I'm really sorry. When you walked in yesterday, it threw me. My anger sprang up. I was..am..hurt by the fact that you left in the first place. Then you come back like everything would be okay," Buffy stated. He moved his lips to say something, but Buffy gently placed her finger over his lips.
"Please. Let me get this all out. It was wrong of me to be mad. I really do unferstand why you left. It was better, in the long run, for both of us I guess. I love you... can you forgive me?" Buffy asked. She sighed, glad to get it all out. But she couldn't relish the moment because to vamps came up, looking to rumble.
The vamps were nothing special, so they were quickly taken care of. Buffy was breathing hard, and she began to feel dizzy.
"Buffy, don't feel bad about yesterday..." Angel said.
Buffy felt her knees beginning to give out a wave of nausea washed over her.
"Angel" was all she could whisper before her knees gave out completely. She was inveloped in blackness as she passed out.
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A/N: So what do ya think? TELL ME!!
Author: Angelchic612
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story. That pleasure goes to Joss Whedon
Author's Note: Dawn does not exist in this story. I felt that she was tying Buffy down too much, so I didn't use her. Oh, and sorry if there are some spelling problems!
Feedback: PLEASE!!
A/N: DAVID BOREANAZ IS THE HOTTEST!
Love Hurts
"Buffy," Angel said, his unbeating heart breaking.
"Angel, look, now isn't a good time. Can we do this later?" Buffy asked. The edge in her voice was still there, but it was being replaced with exhaustion.
"Sure," said Angel. He walked out of her hospital room numb. He didn't even notice when he bumped into Xander.
"Hey man..." Xander said when he was bumped into. He cast a confused glance at Angel's back, then turned to look at Buffy.
"Buffster! How ya feelin?" asked Xander, his face breaking into a smile.
"Ok... a lot better actually. I think I might be able to patrol soon," Buffy answered, a tinge of hope in her voice.
"Would you do better if you were, say...at home?" Xander asked mischievously.
"Are you serious? I can leave?" Buffy asked, almost screaming. She hated hospitals and was happy to leave.
"Apparently, your pretty much healed up. The doctor can't explain it," Xander said, "your mom sent me in to get you."
Buffy hopped out of bed, slowly, "Ready!" she happily chirped.
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"Now I want you to take it easy for a day. You may resume patrol tommorrow, if you feel up to it," Giles said.
Buffy spent the day at home. Willow had brought over some of the homework Buffy had missed. Willow was currently with Oz.
'I've studied all day. Willow would be proud. I deserve a break,' Buffy thought.
She changed into some 'slayage' clothes and grabbed her bag of weapons. She was almost out the door when her mother called "Buffy?"
"Yeah mom," she answered reluctantly.
"Where are you going?" Mrs. Summers asked, a little worried. Then she saw her attire and the weapon bag.
"Oh, I see. Honey, Rupert said that you should be resting, remember?" Mrs. Summers argued.
"Mom, I'll be fine. I am all healed up. Besides, patrolling is medicine for the Slayer." With that she was out the door.
Walking around the cemetery reminded her of Angel and the things she had said to him. A wave of self-loathing swept over her. 'How could I have been so mean to him? Sure, he left me, but I love him, I could never hate him,' she thought. While she was mulling over the events of yesterday, a vampire came up behind her.
"Slayer," the vampire spat.
Buffy whirled around to face him "Slayee," she threw back. With that, they began to fight. Eventually, Buffy ran the guy through with a stake and he was dust. When she turned around, Angel was standing there.
"Angel," Buffy said in a shakey voice. He turned to leave, but she grabbed his arm.
"Wait. I need to talk to you...about yesterday. Angel, I'm really sorry. When you walked in yesterday, it threw me. My anger sprang up. I was..am..hurt by the fact that you left in the first place. Then you come back like everything would be okay," Buffy stated. He moved his lips to say something, but Buffy gently placed her finger over his lips.
"Please. Let me get this all out. It was wrong of me to be mad. I really do unferstand why you left. It was better, in the long run, for both of us I guess. I love you... can you forgive me?" Buffy asked. She sighed, glad to get it all out. But she couldn't relish the moment because to vamps came up, looking to rumble.
The vamps were nothing special, so they were quickly taken care of. Buffy was breathing hard, and she began to feel dizzy.
"Buffy, don't feel bad about yesterday..." Angel said.
Buffy felt her knees beginning to give out a wave of nausea washed over her.
"Angel" was all she could whisper before her knees gave out completely. She was inveloped in blackness as she passed out.
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A/N: So what do ya think? TELL ME!!