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! Thanks to my bud Jenny for helping in my moments of writers block with some awesome ideas!!!
Feedback: PLEASE!!
A/N: DAVID BOREANAZ IS THE HOTTEST!
Coming to Reality
"Angel?" Buffy asked weakly, "are you here?" It was the next day, and Buffy didn't feel any better. She had horrible dreams. Angel crying, Giles laying flowers on Buffy's grave, and Willow in so much pain she couldn't speak.
Buffy moved stifly but eventually got up into a standing position. She walked into the kitchen slowly, and poured herself a glass of water.
Suddenly, a feeling of dizziness overcame her and she dropped the glass. Buffy began reaching out for something to steady herself on. She grabbed the counter and held on for dear life as the room began spinning in her mind.
"Angel!" Buffy called out, louder this time. Angel walked into the room, a towel wrapped around his waist, his muscled chest bare and another towel in his hand to dry his hair. When Angel saw how Buffy was acting, he came behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Buffy...are you okay? Why are you up?" Angel questioned.
Once in Angel's arms, her world righted it self.
"I...I can't sleep anymore. Angel, please...I feel so helpless. This sickness is making everything so confusing. I just...," at this point, Buffy broke down into tears.
"I just want it over with!" Buffy said, exasperated.
Angel took her face in his hands and kissed the tears away.
"Honey, were gonna fight this thing. I promise. But you gotta take it easy," Angel said pleadingly.
"Alright, but can we go home? I've been here too long. You told my mom I was here, right?" Buffy asked.
"Yeah, we can go tongiht. Right now, I wouldn't make it, with the sun and all," Angel remarked playfully.
"Not to mention half-naked," Buffy said, looking him up and down," not that I mind you half-naked."
Angel gently steared her back to the couch. She was about to say something about no more naps for her, but Angel interjected saying, "Here, why don't you do some research on your illness?"
"What are you going to do?" Buffy asked.
"Well, I need to call Cordelia and Wesley...and put some clothes on!" Angel answered.
Buffy pulled Angel closer to her, running her hand over his abs. He growled under his breath lightly while rubbing her back. He suddenly pulled her flush against him, wrapping his lips aroud hers. She gasped at the suddeness of it all, but quickly relaxed.
He ran his toounge along her lips, pleading for entrance. The two dueled passionatley. Buffy reached up, running her fingers thorugh his silky brown hair.
"Angel? Are you out there?" Giles asked as he came out of the back room. "Oh, I see. *AHEM*" Giles said, embarresed to find the lovers. Angel broke away from her lips, keeping his hands still firmly on her waist.
"Buffy...we need to talk to Giles..." Angel said, while inside his head, he was wanting it to go on, to never end, and to get lost in his beloved's lips.
Buffy gave him on more quick passsionate kiss, then pulled back, turning to look at Giles. Angel let go of her and headed towards the room he had left his duffel bag in.
"So, whats up? It better be good..." said Buffy, grumbling the last part to herself.
"Its aboout Belthasaur. He was the one to order the poisoning of you..." Giles said. She didn't wan't to tell her anymore, but Buffy pushed the subject.
"Giles. what about the poison? Its cureable, right?" Buffy looked at Giles, starting to ger worried.
"Um..well not exactly," Giles reluctantly told her. His eyes began to tear up.
"What? This can't be happening," Buffy said softly. She walked away from Giles, her eyes blurry. 'This can't be happening..' was the constant chant in her head. She walked toward the front door. Just then, Angel came out of the back room dressed in his usual black.
Buffy opened the door and stepped out into the cool night air.
"Buffy? Where are you going?" Angel asked, confused. When she heard him talking to her, she broke into a run.
"BUFFY!" Angel screamed as he ran after her, grabbing his duster as he went. Buffy was running as fast as she could. Her slayer strength kicked in and she ran about a quarter of a mile before she even thought about stopping. She sensed Angel somewhere behind her, but that didn't stop her. Once she reached Restfield Cemetery. she slowed to a walk.
Her heart was beating rapidly and her breathing was hard.
Angel caught up quickly. Upon seeing her in the cemetery, walking, he sprinted over to her.
"Buffy! What the hell is going on? Why did you take off like that?" Angel asked, extremely worried.
Buffy turned around, her cheeks flushed. and stared at Angel for a second. Then she said, "Did you know?"
Angel gaped for a second, and his silence gave her the answer.
"You knew! How could you...just hold it in and tell me it would be alright! You knew...you knew..." she trailed off. Tears spilt forth from her, sobs racking her body.
"Yes, Buffy, I knew," the words from her angel cut deep into her," but I was going to stop it! I will...I am going to find a way!" Angel said, a determined look on his face.
Buffy stood there, just looking at the only thing she had ever truly loved, her angel. Then, a horrible scene from her dream came back to her...Everyone weeping, Angel most of all, and her gravestone.
Her knees crumpled under her, the thought of death too much for her to bare.
Angel caught her before she hit the ground and helped her to stand up again. He was beginning to walk them towards the entrance of the cemetery when Buffy said,
" No. I want to stay. Please... I don't want to go home and see my mom...it would be too painful for me."
"Alright...come on, lets sit down," Angel said. He led her to a big tree with roots that were perfect to sit between. He sat down first, then she sat in his lap. Angel wrapped his arms around her and she rested her head on his chest, the tears still coming down.
They sat like this for a while, Angel stroking Buffy's golden locks to soothe her silently.
Buffy finally spoke, saying, " What am I going to do? I don't want to die.." Her voice cracked, the tears that had stopped coming down again.
"Shh, Buffy, love. Don't cry. I'm gonna save you..I promise," Angel said. THe blonde in his arms was shaking, and it was braking his heart. Slowly, Buffy once again stopped crying.
She stood up and turned around, sitting back down, facing Angel, her legs wrapped around his hips. She put her arms around his neck. Angel put his hands on the small of her back, making small circular motions to soothe her.
"Angel..I'm sorry.. for being weak. For not believing that it will be alright and that you won't let me..die," Buffy said honestly.
"Buffy, your not weak! Your the strongest person I have ever known. And when you've been around as long as I have, you meret a lot of people," Angel joked, smiling his sexy grin.
"I love you," Buffy said, sighing.
"And I love you," Angel said.
Angel leaned forward, catching Buffy's lips with his own. Buffy returned the kiss just as passionately as it was given.
Angel pulled Buffy to him, their bodies flush against each other. Buffy eased Angel's lips apart and stuck her tounge in. It was welcomed. They dueled for a minute before Angel broke off, his eyes full of lust and desire.
He kissed Buffy's neck lovingly, but Buffy brought his mouth back up to hers.
Buffy placed her hands on his silk shirt, beginning to unbutton it. Buffy leaned down, tracing his six pack with her tounge. Angel growled sexily under his breath.
Angel began tugging at Buffy's sweater. Once is was over her head and ofgf, Angel leaned forward, laying Buffy on the ground. He planted kisses all over her flat stomach. Buffy let out a small moan, exciting Angel even more. As Angel continued, she ran her hands through his silky, brown hair.
Angel was too wrapped up in his blonde godess to notice that someone else was coming up behind them.
"Oh Bloody Hell," the person said. It was Spike.
***********************************************************************************************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! Thanks to my bud Jenny for helping in my moments of writers block with some awesome ideas!!!
Feedback: PLEASE!!
A/N: DAVID BOREANAZ IS THE HOTTEST!
Coming to Reality
"Angel?" Buffy asked weakly, "are you here?" It was the next day, and Buffy didn't feel any better. She had horrible dreams. Angel crying, Giles laying flowers on Buffy's grave, and Willow in so much pain she couldn't speak.
Buffy moved stifly but eventually got up into a standing position. She walked into the kitchen slowly, and poured herself a glass of water.
Suddenly, a feeling of dizziness overcame her and she dropped the glass. Buffy began reaching out for something to steady herself on. She grabbed the counter and held on for dear life as the room began spinning in her mind.
"Angel!" Buffy called out, louder this time. Angel walked into the room, a towel wrapped around his waist, his muscled chest bare and another towel in his hand to dry his hair. When Angel saw how Buffy was acting, he came behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Buffy...are you okay? Why are you up?" Angel questioned.
Once in Angel's arms, her world righted it self.
"I...I can't sleep anymore. Angel, please...I feel so helpless. This sickness is making everything so confusing. I just...," at this point, Buffy broke down into tears.
"I just want it over with!" Buffy said, exasperated.
Angel took her face in his hands and kissed the tears away.
"Honey, were gonna fight this thing. I promise. But you gotta take it easy," Angel said pleadingly.
"Alright, but can we go home? I've been here too long. You told my mom I was here, right?" Buffy asked.
"Yeah, we can go tongiht. Right now, I wouldn't make it, with the sun and all," Angel remarked playfully.
"Not to mention half-naked," Buffy said, looking him up and down," not that I mind you half-naked."
Angel gently steared her back to the couch. She was about to say something about no more naps for her, but Angel interjected saying, "Here, why don't you do some research on your illness?"
"What are you going to do?" Buffy asked.
"Well, I need to call Cordelia and Wesley...and put some clothes on!" Angel answered.
Buffy pulled Angel closer to her, running her hand over his abs. He growled under his breath lightly while rubbing her back. He suddenly pulled her flush against him, wrapping his lips aroud hers. She gasped at the suddeness of it all, but quickly relaxed.
He ran his toounge along her lips, pleading for entrance. The two dueled passionatley. Buffy reached up, running her fingers thorugh his silky brown hair.
"Angel? Are you out there?" Giles asked as he came out of the back room. "Oh, I see. *AHEM*" Giles said, embarresed to find the lovers. Angel broke away from her lips, keeping his hands still firmly on her waist.
"Buffy...we need to talk to Giles..." Angel said, while inside his head, he was wanting it to go on, to never end, and to get lost in his beloved's lips.
Buffy gave him on more quick passsionate kiss, then pulled back, turning to look at Giles. Angel let go of her and headed towards the room he had left his duffel bag in.
"So, whats up? It better be good..." said Buffy, grumbling the last part to herself.
"Its aboout Belthasaur. He was the one to order the poisoning of you..." Giles said. She didn't wan't to tell her anymore, but Buffy pushed the subject.
"Giles. what about the poison? Its cureable, right?" Buffy looked at Giles, starting to ger worried.
"Um..well not exactly," Giles reluctantly told her. His eyes began to tear up.
"What? This can't be happening," Buffy said softly. She walked away from Giles, her eyes blurry. 'This can't be happening..' was the constant chant in her head. She walked toward the front door. Just then, Angel came out of the back room dressed in his usual black.
Buffy opened the door and stepped out into the cool night air.
"Buffy? Where are you going?" Angel asked, confused. When she heard him talking to her, she broke into a run.
"BUFFY!" Angel screamed as he ran after her, grabbing his duster as he went. Buffy was running as fast as she could. Her slayer strength kicked in and she ran about a quarter of a mile before she even thought about stopping. She sensed Angel somewhere behind her, but that didn't stop her. Once she reached Restfield Cemetery. she slowed to a walk.
Her heart was beating rapidly and her breathing was hard.
Angel caught up quickly. Upon seeing her in the cemetery, walking, he sprinted over to her.
"Buffy! What the hell is going on? Why did you take off like that?" Angel asked, extremely worried.
Buffy turned around, her cheeks flushed. and stared at Angel for a second. Then she said, "Did you know?"
Angel gaped for a second, and his silence gave her the answer.
"You knew! How could you...just hold it in and tell me it would be alright! You knew...you knew..." she trailed off. Tears spilt forth from her, sobs racking her body.
"Yes, Buffy, I knew," the words from her angel cut deep into her," but I was going to stop it! I will...I am going to find a way!" Angel said, a determined look on his face.
Buffy stood there, just looking at the only thing she had ever truly loved, her angel. Then, a horrible scene from her dream came back to her...Everyone weeping, Angel most of all, and her gravestone.
Her knees crumpled under her, the thought of death too much for her to bare.
Angel caught her before she hit the ground and helped her to stand up again. He was beginning to walk them towards the entrance of the cemetery when Buffy said,
" No. I want to stay. Please... I don't want to go home and see my mom...it would be too painful for me."
"Alright...come on, lets sit down," Angel said. He led her to a big tree with roots that were perfect to sit between. He sat down first, then she sat in his lap. Angel wrapped his arms around her and she rested her head on his chest, the tears still coming down.
They sat like this for a while, Angel stroking Buffy's golden locks to soothe her silently.
Buffy finally spoke, saying, " What am I going to do? I don't want to die.." Her voice cracked, the tears that had stopped coming down again.
"Shh, Buffy, love. Don't cry. I'm gonna save you..I promise," Angel said. THe blonde in his arms was shaking, and it was braking his heart. Slowly, Buffy once again stopped crying.
She stood up and turned around, sitting back down, facing Angel, her legs wrapped around his hips. She put her arms around his neck. Angel put his hands on the small of her back, making small circular motions to soothe her.
"Angel..I'm sorry.. for being weak. For not believing that it will be alright and that you won't let me..die," Buffy said honestly.
"Buffy, your not weak! Your the strongest person I have ever known. And when you've been around as long as I have, you meret a lot of people," Angel joked, smiling his sexy grin.
"I love you," Buffy said, sighing.
"And I love you," Angel said.
Angel leaned forward, catching Buffy's lips with his own. Buffy returned the kiss just as passionately as it was given.
Angel pulled Buffy to him, their bodies flush against each other. Buffy eased Angel's lips apart and stuck her tounge in. It was welcomed. They dueled for a minute before Angel broke off, his eyes full of lust and desire.
He kissed Buffy's neck lovingly, but Buffy brought his mouth back up to hers.
Buffy placed her hands on his silk shirt, beginning to unbutton it. Buffy leaned down, tracing his six pack with her tounge. Angel growled sexily under his breath.
Angel began tugging at Buffy's sweater. Once is was over her head and ofgf, Angel leaned forward, laying Buffy on the ground. He planted kisses all over her flat stomach. Buffy let out a small moan, exciting Angel even more. As Angel continued, she ran her hands through his silky, brown hair.
Angel was too wrapped up in his blonde godess to notice that someone else was coming up behind them.
"Oh Bloody Hell," the person said. It was Spike.
***********************************************************************************************A/N-So what do ya think? TELL ME!!