Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. Everything else belongs to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and the WB. "Cruel Intentions" belongs to Columbia Tri-Star; "Valentine" belongs to the WB; "Simply Irresistible" belongs to 20th Century Fox; and "I Know What You Did Last Summer" belongs to Sony Pictures Entertainment.
Finished: April 15, 2001
~~ Release and Recapture ~~
We arrive at the hospital and I head right to Angel's room. He's lying on the bed sleeping. He shivers and wakes up, looking around. "Hi, Buffy," he says squinting at me through the dimmed lights. "Sorry...I fell asleep after the CAT scan."
"Don't apologize," I say with a smile. I walk toward the bed and pull up the chair beside the bed. "Did Dr. Robinson get the results yet?"
"Not just yet," he replies. "He said he'd tell me as soon as he got them."
"How are you feeling?" I ask.
"Other than nervous and scared? I'm okay," he says. "My body still aches, though."
"There's nothing to be nervous or scared about," I say reassuringly. "I'm sure the doctor will be able to fix whatever is wrong."
"No, I'm not worried about the results," he says. "Well, I'm still worried, just not only about that. I meant that I'm nervous and scared about this...us. Starting over again with you. I don't want to disappoint you by not being like the 'regular Angel'."
"Well, Angel, you were never 'regular'," I chuckle. "And you could never disappoint me."
"But I--" he begins before I stand up and interrupt him with a soft kiss.
"Don't worry, Angel," I say. "If anything I should be the one to be nervous and scared. What if you don't like me?"
"That would never happen," he replies. "You're beautiful, sweet, and caring, not to mention beautiful. I'm going to enjoy falling in love with you again."
I lean down to kiss him again and our lips are millimeters apart when the doctor enters the room. I withdraw from Angel and spin around like a child caught with her hand in a cookie jar. "Welcome back, Ms. Summers," Dr. Robinson says carrying, of course, his clipboard. What is it with him and that thing? "Well the CAT scan went well, but I found nothing out of the regular. No injuries, no swelling, nothing."
"So what does that mean?" Angel asks. "My amnesia is incurable?"
"Not necessarily," the doctor replies. "You may regain your memory in time, but for now we'll just have to monitor your progress."
"When can Angel be released?" I ask, holding Angel's hand.
"Well, I think it should be safe to send him home in a few days," he replies. "But for now, you need your rest. It's been quite a long day."
"Thank you," I say to Dr. Robinson. He nods and leaves the room. I turn back to Angel and smile. "I guess I should get going. Visiting hours will be over soon. But I can stop by tomorrow after school."
"Sounds good," he replies. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay then," I say, leaning down to kiss him again. He puts a hand to my cheek and pulls me closer, deepening the kiss. When we finally break apart, I smile. "Good night, Casanova."
"Good night," he says, smiling back.
The next few evenings I spend with Angel. I tell him things about me, leaving out the Slayer part, of course, I'll tell him that later. Four days later on Friday, Angel is released from the hospital.
"Make sure you get lots of rest and take the antibiotics I've prescribed for you," Dr. Robinson advises Angel. "It'll prevent infection and help you heal faster."
"Sure thing, Doc," Angel says. "Thanks."
"You're welcome," Dr. Robinson replies.
Giles wheels Angel out to his car as I stayed behind to talk to Dr. Robinson. "You might want to keep an eye on him the first few days," he suggests. "Until he gets reacquainted with his life."
"Okay, I will," I say. "Thank you very much, doctor."
"No problem at all," he says. "Good luck, Ms. Summers."
"Thanks," I say before walking out to Giles' car where they are waiting for me. I get into the backseat and Giles drives us to Angel's apartment. We help get him inside and Giles heads home, leaving me to spend the weekend at Angel's to help him ease back into his old life.
"Buffy, you don't have to baby-sit me," he says. "I'm not going to wander around town and get lost."
"I'm not baby-sitting," I insist with a sweet smile. "I'm Angel-sitting."
He grins at me. "Well what do you want to do?"
"How about a movie?" I suggest. "What do you want to see?"
"Anything, I don't remember what I have or haven't seen," he chuckles. "Why don't you go check out the movie store down the street?"
My mouth opens in shock. "You remembered that the store's there?" I ask incredulously. "Angel! That's amaz--"
"Buffy, calm down," he says. "I saw it when we were driving here."
"Oh," I mumble, feeling slightly embarrassed. "Well I guess I'll go see what's there. I'll bring back a variety." I give him a quick kiss and head to the door. "Be back soon."
"Okay," he replies. "Bye."
I walk down to Movie Mania and after ten minutes I return with four movies. "Cruel Intentions"; a drama, "Valentine" a romantic thriller, "Simply Irresistible"; a romantic comedy, and "I Know What You Did Last Summer"; a dramatic thriller.
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Angel sits relaxing on the couch as Buffy makes her way to the store. He looks around the apartment. "Why the hell is everything so dark around here?" he asks himself aloud. "I'll have to get some new things to liven this place up a bit."
There is a sudden knock at the door. *She's back already?* he thinks to himself. *That was quick.*
Angel stands up; figuring Buffy might have forgotten to take her keys and slowly makes his way to the door. When he opens it, however, it isn't Buffy who stands on the other side, but a dark-haired woman who looks no older than 25. Her large eyes twinkle with excitement and her head is cocked slightly to the side as if listening to something Angel can't hear.
"May I help you?" he asks.
"No, but I can help you," she says seductively in a British accent. "I'm here to fix you, Daddy."
Angel is confused. *Daddy?* he thinks to himself. *This girl's crazier than I am.*
"I'm sorry, Miss, but I think you have the wrong apartment," he says.
"No, shh!" she says putting a finger to her lips. "You know not what you were, but I know you want to be it again."
"Yes, I want to remember what I was like before," I say. "But I don't think you can help me."
"Oh, but I can, just let me in and you'll remember everything," she says.
"Well, my girlfriend's going to be back in--" he begins.
The dark-haired girl holds up a hand and waves her fingers in front of Angel. Entranced, he follows the movement intently with his eyes and she repeats herself in a soft tone. "Just let me in."
"Come in," he says in a monotone voice. In an instant she is past the door. Angel snaps out of his trance to see her standing right in front of him. "I think you'd better leave, Miss." He backs up unknowingly into the hallway and the woman follows.
"Not until you've been fixed, Daddy," she insists. "Then we can play in the sandbox."
"I'll call the police if you don't leave now," he threatens.
The woman laughs maniacally and advances upon him, cradling him in her arms. She looks so fragile yet she is incredibly strong. "I'll have no one spoiling our fun," she says as her incisors grow longer, her forehead creases and her eyes change to a golden hue.
Finished: April 15, 2001
~~ Release and Recapture ~~
We arrive at the hospital and I head right to Angel's room. He's lying on the bed sleeping. He shivers and wakes up, looking around. "Hi, Buffy," he says squinting at me through the dimmed lights. "Sorry...I fell asleep after the CAT scan."
"Don't apologize," I say with a smile. I walk toward the bed and pull up the chair beside the bed. "Did Dr. Robinson get the results yet?"
"Not just yet," he replies. "He said he'd tell me as soon as he got them."
"How are you feeling?" I ask.
"Other than nervous and scared? I'm okay," he says. "My body still aches, though."
"There's nothing to be nervous or scared about," I say reassuringly. "I'm sure the doctor will be able to fix whatever is wrong."
"No, I'm not worried about the results," he says. "Well, I'm still worried, just not only about that. I meant that I'm nervous and scared about this...us. Starting over again with you. I don't want to disappoint you by not being like the 'regular Angel'."
"Well, Angel, you were never 'regular'," I chuckle. "And you could never disappoint me."
"But I--" he begins before I stand up and interrupt him with a soft kiss.
"Don't worry, Angel," I say. "If anything I should be the one to be nervous and scared. What if you don't like me?"
"That would never happen," he replies. "You're beautiful, sweet, and caring, not to mention beautiful. I'm going to enjoy falling in love with you again."
I lean down to kiss him again and our lips are millimeters apart when the doctor enters the room. I withdraw from Angel and spin around like a child caught with her hand in a cookie jar. "Welcome back, Ms. Summers," Dr. Robinson says carrying, of course, his clipboard. What is it with him and that thing? "Well the CAT scan went well, but I found nothing out of the regular. No injuries, no swelling, nothing."
"So what does that mean?" Angel asks. "My amnesia is incurable?"
"Not necessarily," the doctor replies. "You may regain your memory in time, but for now we'll just have to monitor your progress."
"When can Angel be released?" I ask, holding Angel's hand.
"Well, I think it should be safe to send him home in a few days," he replies. "But for now, you need your rest. It's been quite a long day."
"Thank you," I say to Dr. Robinson. He nods and leaves the room. I turn back to Angel and smile. "I guess I should get going. Visiting hours will be over soon. But I can stop by tomorrow after school."
"Sounds good," he replies. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay then," I say, leaning down to kiss him again. He puts a hand to my cheek and pulls me closer, deepening the kiss. When we finally break apart, I smile. "Good night, Casanova."
"Good night," he says, smiling back.
The next few evenings I spend with Angel. I tell him things about me, leaving out the Slayer part, of course, I'll tell him that later. Four days later on Friday, Angel is released from the hospital.
"Make sure you get lots of rest and take the antibiotics I've prescribed for you," Dr. Robinson advises Angel. "It'll prevent infection and help you heal faster."
"Sure thing, Doc," Angel says. "Thanks."
"You're welcome," Dr. Robinson replies.
Giles wheels Angel out to his car as I stayed behind to talk to Dr. Robinson. "You might want to keep an eye on him the first few days," he suggests. "Until he gets reacquainted with his life."
"Okay, I will," I say. "Thank you very much, doctor."
"No problem at all," he says. "Good luck, Ms. Summers."
"Thanks," I say before walking out to Giles' car where they are waiting for me. I get into the backseat and Giles drives us to Angel's apartment. We help get him inside and Giles heads home, leaving me to spend the weekend at Angel's to help him ease back into his old life.
"Buffy, you don't have to baby-sit me," he says. "I'm not going to wander around town and get lost."
"I'm not baby-sitting," I insist with a sweet smile. "I'm Angel-sitting."
He grins at me. "Well what do you want to do?"
"How about a movie?" I suggest. "What do you want to see?"
"Anything, I don't remember what I have or haven't seen," he chuckles. "Why don't you go check out the movie store down the street?"
My mouth opens in shock. "You remembered that the store's there?" I ask incredulously. "Angel! That's amaz--"
"Buffy, calm down," he says. "I saw it when we were driving here."
"Oh," I mumble, feeling slightly embarrassed. "Well I guess I'll go see what's there. I'll bring back a variety." I give him a quick kiss and head to the door. "Be back soon."
"Okay," he replies. "Bye."
I walk down to Movie Mania and after ten minutes I return with four movies. "Cruel Intentions"; a drama, "Valentine" a romantic thriller, "Simply Irresistible"; a romantic comedy, and "I Know What You Did Last Summer"; a dramatic thriller.
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Angel sits relaxing on the couch as Buffy makes her way to the store. He looks around the apartment. "Why the hell is everything so dark around here?" he asks himself aloud. "I'll have to get some new things to liven this place up a bit."
There is a sudden knock at the door. *She's back already?* he thinks to himself. *That was quick.*
Angel stands up; figuring Buffy might have forgotten to take her keys and slowly makes his way to the door. When he opens it, however, it isn't Buffy who stands on the other side, but a dark-haired woman who looks no older than 25. Her large eyes twinkle with excitement and her head is cocked slightly to the side as if listening to something Angel can't hear.
"May I help you?" he asks.
"No, but I can help you," she says seductively in a British accent. "I'm here to fix you, Daddy."
Angel is confused. *Daddy?* he thinks to himself. *This girl's crazier than I am.*
"I'm sorry, Miss, but I think you have the wrong apartment," he says.
"No, shh!" she says putting a finger to her lips. "You know not what you were, but I know you want to be it again."
"Yes, I want to remember what I was like before," I say. "But I don't think you can help me."
"Oh, but I can, just let me in and you'll remember everything," she says.
"Well, my girlfriend's going to be back in--" he begins.
The dark-haired girl holds up a hand and waves her fingers in front of Angel. Entranced, he follows the movement intently with his eyes and she repeats herself in a soft tone. "Just let me in."
"Come in," he says in a monotone voice. In an instant she is past the door. Angel snaps out of his trance to see her standing right in front of him. "I think you'd better leave, Miss." He backs up unknowingly into the hallway and the woman follows.
"Not until you've been fixed, Daddy," she insists. "Then we can play in the sandbox."
"I'll call the police if you don't leave now," he threatens.
The woman laughs maniacally and advances upon him, cradling him in her arms. She looks so fragile yet she is incredibly strong. "I'll have no one spoiling our fun," she says as her incisors grow longer, her forehead creases and her eyes change to a golden hue.