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Time and Time Again Part 5
By *~Rachel*~
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Nights turned into weeks and weeks eventually turned into months. Each night, Angel would come to Elizabeth, always eager to simply be with her. Every night, the two shared secret kisses as they took a walk outside or simply talked together outside on the porch. With each meeting, the two only fell deeper in love; however, no one had the courage to tell each other that.
Whether it was raining, freezing cold, or occasionally snowing, every night Elizabeth could always look forward to her visits from her guardian Angel. Over time, Angel came to know everything about her- dislikes, likes, EVERYthing. She was always so open with him, talking about the simple things that went on during the day or anything else that came to mind.
Being the resolved person that he was, Angel never was very open with anyone. However, with Elizabeth he felt as though he could tell her his entire past and she would understand. So little by little, Elizabeth found out bits and pieces of his dark history.
Although Elizabeth understood what he had gone through, she also felt like it would have been exciting...getting to do whatever you wanted. Finally, there was some excitement in her life. With Angel, life had become an adventure for her. He opened her eyes on the world around them as he told her tales or Paris, Italy, and London. If it hadn't been for the 'no soul' thing, Elizabeth would have thought the idea intriguing.
Angel had almost been seeing Elizabeth for a year. Never had he thought that his life would be like this. This amazing woman, who always greeted him with kind words and sweet kisses loved him. Oh yes, he knew she loved him. He heard her whisper it occasionally as he would leave her each night. She just didn't have the courage to tell him that. The truth was, however, Angel felt the same way. Everything Elizabeth did, from laughing, complaining, and simply being there for him, made Angel love her just a little bit more.
That night, as they walked along their usual route, Angel was explaining about his soul, as Elizabeth asked him to do. "Well...it's your conscience." Angel said. "My human heart."
"Your conscience..." Elizabeth said. "You mean that little voice in your head that tells you what to do all the time?"
Angel grinned. "Yeah, that's it. I, uh, killed a gypsy girl and they cursed me with my soul."
Elizabeth coughed as he talked, but still listened. "So what? They couldn't just curse you with warts, bumpy things, or just stake you in the heart?" she asked, mimicking a staking motion.
"Gee, thanks. I can tell you care about me." Angel said dryly.
"Angel!" she pretended to hit him lightly. "You know I care." She said.
Angel wrapped his arms around her waist, smiling down at her. "Yes, I do." He leaned down to kiss her lips. "Besides, without my soul, I would have never met you." He added.
"You always know exactly what to say to me...how is that?" Elizabeth asked, her arms loosely wrapped around him.
"Comes with age." Angel joked, before leaning down to kiss her. This was one thing he never tired of. Her lips were so soft and warm...and she always knew how to make him feel loved. Their kiss quickly deepened as he pushed her into his arms, sweeping his hands along her back and tangling in her hair.
Suddenly, Elizabeth broke off, coughing loudly. She placed her hands over her mouth as she coughed continuously. Angel stared at her, immediately worried. He had never heard her cough quite that violently before. "Elizabeth? Are you all right?"
Elizabeth shook her head 'no' and fell to the ground, her coughing never ending. At once, Angel was at her side, holding her shoulders, whispering sweet words to calm her down. Several minutes later, Elizabeth's coughing finally settled down. Elizabeth removed her hands from her mouth and looked down at them.
Angel's sense of smell suddenly picked up something in the air. It smelled like...
"Angel!" Elizabeth shouted, staring at her hands.
Angel looked across at her. "What?" and then he looked down at her hands. They were covered in her blood. "Oh God, Elizabeth..." Angel held her hands out, smelling the blood in the air. He fought the urge to vamp-out in front of her. He hadn't shown her his demonic mask since the night she found out what he was. However, right now, he had more important things to worry about.
"Angel..." Elizabeth said, looking up at him. Drops of blood ran down her chin. "My chest...it hurts."
"Oh God..." Angel whispered, looking into her eyes, which were filled with fear. "Okay...you're going to be okay." He whispered, quickly kissing her cheek. He ripped off a piece of cloth from his shirt. "All right...let's just get you cleaned up..." he took her hands and began wiping the blood off her palms. He moved upward, wiping off her chin.
"Angel..." She moaned. "It hurts...so much..."
"I know, love, I know." Although Angel really didn't know. He had absolutely NO clue what was going on. All he knew was that he was SO worried about her. Angel handed Elizabeth the cloth to allow her to finish wiping the rest of her mouth. She spit into the cloth, getting the blood taste out of her mouth. "C'mon. Let's get you home." Elizabeth silently nodded and Angel rose to his feet, pulling Elizabeth up with him.
As soon as Elizabeth stood to her full height, she bent over, coughing even more. Elizabeth practically was gagging on the blood that flew out of her mouth, falling to the ground below her. Now she felt as though she were throwing up...throwing up blood. "No, Angel..." She started falling again. "I can't stand up...it hurts too much."
"All right. You're going to be all right." Angel whispered to her, wrapping his arms around her body. Angel picked her up in his arms and began walking home. Elizabeth wrapped her arms around her neck, slightly trembling. Fear and dread had replaced her once brave and energetic personality. Angel felt her shiver against his skin and he only increased his pace towards her home.
And the entire time as Angel walked back to her home, Elizabeth continued coughing, her chest hurting and blood constantly spurting from her mouth. And with each cough that Angel heard, he grew a little bit more worried.
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Once Angel and Elizabeth had made it inside, he carried her to her room and lay her on the bed. Elizabeth's coughing had only gotten worse. And now she felt as though she couldn't breathe straight. Angel got a fresh cloth and some water to wipe her mouth and hands off. After a few minutes of getting Elizabeth comfortable, Angel sat on the edge of the bed, holding onto Elizabeth's hand. "Can you talk, love?" he asked her.
"Yes, I think so..." she replied hoarsely.
"All right...now, do you know when your parents are getting back?" Angel asked. When they had arrived home, the two found that Elizabeth's parents had gone to town, leaving the house empty.
Elizabeth shook her head. "No...they, uh, could be back anytime. I...I don't really know."
"That's okay." Angel said soothingly, rubbing her hand. "Now, I'm going to go get a doctor for you. I need you to stay here-"
"No, don't leave me...please?" Elizabeth begged.
"I have to, love. I need to get you help." Angel said, beginning to climb up from the bed.
"Okay," Elizabeth finally agreed. She turned her head away, slightly coughing from this small act.
"Hey, I'll be back." Angel said, squeezing her hand. He bent down and quickly kissed her on the lips. Elizabeth placed her hand on the back of his head, pushing him closer to her so he couldn't pull away. As their mouths met again and again, Angel could taste her blood in his mouth. In a way, it made him feel disgusted and pleased at the same time.
When they pulled back, Elizabeth was out of breath. She held back her coughing to talk to him. "Hurry back to me." She whispered.
"You know I will." Angel replied. He got up and walked out, closing the door behind him as he tried to ignore the sounds of her hacking cough in the background.
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When Angel returned with a doctor for Elizabeth, the doctor told him to wait outside. He needed time with Elizabeth, to check her over. Meanwhile, Angel paced restlessly outside. God, what is taking so long? He thought. If he finds out that she is going to... the only thing Angel could think of was what if she dies from this? He thought about her age...almost 17. She's so young. She hasn't even had the chance to live. What if that's all ripped away from her in a flash? But then Angel started thinking about how this would also affect him. If she dies...I would die. I wouldn't be able to go on...
Luckily, the doctor opened the door and walked out to meet Angel. Angel walked over to him, waiting for an answer. "Well?"
The doctor had a solemn expression on his face. "I wish I had better news for you, sir." He began.
"What? What is it?" Angel asked, worried.
"She...she seems to have blood in her lungs. I can hear wheezing in her breathing system...only now she has started coughing up pieces of..." the doctor paused, regretting what he was saying, "her lungs."
Angel gasped. His eyes widened in what the doctor was saying. "Well, we have to do something? What can we do..." Angel started walking towards Elizabeth's room. "You have to help her-"
The doctor grabbed Angel's arm, stopping him. "I can't..."
"Can't?"
"Help her." He finished. "Sir...I've seen cases like this before. Many young girls her age will get this...and..."
"And what?!" Angel asked loudly.
"And there's no cure. This thing she has...it's terminal." He finished.
"No...there's a way to cure her." Angel said, in denial.
"I'm sorry sir...there's nothing I can do for her. The best thing you and her family can do is make her comfortable." He said. "I'm truly sorry."
Angel wasn't even staring at him anymore. "Thank you." He replied dead pan. With a slight nod, the doctor walked past him and out the door. The second he had left, Angel let out a burst of energy, slamming his fists into the wall. NO! It wasn't suppose to be this way. he thought.
"Angel?" he heard her call out before coughing.
Oh God, what am I going to do? Angel thought, turning around. "I'm coming, Elizabeth." He said. Beginning to walk towards her room, he braced himself for what would probably be the hardest conversation he had ever had in his life.
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End of Part 5
OK...ducking behind furniture now. (But if you want to send me feedback, I'm grateful)
Also...not a medical doctor-person, so I don't know if you can actually cough up pieces of your lungs...
I'd apreciate feedback @ LuVnAnGeLNBuFfY@aol.com
Disclaimer in part 1
Time and Time Again Part 5
By *~Rachel*~
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Nights turned into weeks and weeks eventually turned into months. Each night, Angel would come to Elizabeth, always eager to simply be with her. Every night, the two shared secret kisses as they took a walk outside or simply talked together outside on the porch. With each meeting, the two only fell deeper in love; however, no one had the courage to tell each other that.
Whether it was raining, freezing cold, or occasionally snowing, every night Elizabeth could always look forward to her visits from her guardian Angel. Over time, Angel came to know everything about her- dislikes, likes, EVERYthing. She was always so open with him, talking about the simple things that went on during the day or anything else that came to mind.
Being the resolved person that he was, Angel never was very open with anyone. However, with Elizabeth he felt as though he could tell her his entire past and she would understand. So little by little, Elizabeth found out bits and pieces of his dark history.
Although Elizabeth understood what he had gone through, she also felt like it would have been exciting...getting to do whatever you wanted. Finally, there was some excitement in her life. With Angel, life had become an adventure for her. He opened her eyes on the world around them as he told her tales or Paris, Italy, and London. If it hadn't been for the 'no soul' thing, Elizabeth would have thought the idea intriguing.
Angel had almost been seeing Elizabeth for a year. Never had he thought that his life would be like this. This amazing woman, who always greeted him with kind words and sweet kisses loved him. Oh yes, he knew she loved him. He heard her whisper it occasionally as he would leave her each night. She just didn't have the courage to tell him that. The truth was, however, Angel felt the same way. Everything Elizabeth did, from laughing, complaining, and simply being there for him, made Angel love her just a little bit more.
That night, as they walked along their usual route, Angel was explaining about his soul, as Elizabeth asked him to do. "Well...it's your conscience." Angel said. "My human heart."
"Your conscience..." Elizabeth said. "You mean that little voice in your head that tells you what to do all the time?"
Angel grinned. "Yeah, that's it. I, uh, killed a gypsy girl and they cursed me with my soul."
Elizabeth coughed as he talked, but still listened. "So what? They couldn't just curse you with warts, bumpy things, or just stake you in the heart?" she asked, mimicking a staking motion.
"Gee, thanks. I can tell you care about me." Angel said dryly.
"Angel!" she pretended to hit him lightly. "You know I care." She said.
Angel wrapped his arms around her waist, smiling down at her. "Yes, I do." He leaned down to kiss her lips. "Besides, without my soul, I would have never met you." He added.
"You always know exactly what to say to me...how is that?" Elizabeth asked, her arms loosely wrapped around him.
"Comes with age." Angel joked, before leaning down to kiss her. This was one thing he never tired of. Her lips were so soft and warm...and she always knew how to make him feel loved. Their kiss quickly deepened as he pushed her into his arms, sweeping his hands along her back and tangling in her hair.
Suddenly, Elizabeth broke off, coughing loudly. She placed her hands over her mouth as she coughed continuously. Angel stared at her, immediately worried. He had never heard her cough quite that violently before. "Elizabeth? Are you all right?"
Elizabeth shook her head 'no' and fell to the ground, her coughing never ending. At once, Angel was at her side, holding her shoulders, whispering sweet words to calm her down. Several minutes later, Elizabeth's coughing finally settled down. Elizabeth removed her hands from her mouth and looked down at them.
Angel's sense of smell suddenly picked up something in the air. It smelled like...
"Angel!" Elizabeth shouted, staring at her hands.
Angel looked across at her. "What?" and then he looked down at her hands. They were covered in her blood. "Oh God, Elizabeth..." Angel held her hands out, smelling the blood in the air. He fought the urge to vamp-out in front of her. He hadn't shown her his demonic mask since the night she found out what he was. However, right now, he had more important things to worry about.
"Angel..." Elizabeth said, looking up at him. Drops of blood ran down her chin. "My chest...it hurts."
"Oh God..." Angel whispered, looking into her eyes, which were filled with fear. "Okay...you're going to be okay." He whispered, quickly kissing her cheek. He ripped off a piece of cloth from his shirt. "All right...let's just get you cleaned up..." he took her hands and began wiping the blood off her palms. He moved upward, wiping off her chin.
"Angel..." She moaned. "It hurts...so much..."
"I know, love, I know." Although Angel really didn't know. He had absolutely NO clue what was going on. All he knew was that he was SO worried about her. Angel handed Elizabeth the cloth to allow her to finish wiping the rest of her mouth. She spit into the cloth, getting the blood taste out of her mouth. "C'mon. Let's get you home." Elizabeth silently nodded and Angel rose to his feet, pulling Elizabeth up with him.
As soon as Elizabeth stood to her full height, she bent over, coughing even more. Elizabeth practically was gagging on the blood that flew out of her mouth, falling to the ground below her. Now she felt as though she were throwing up...throwing up blood. "No, Angel..." She started falling again. "I can't stand up...it hurts too much."
"All right. You're going to be all right." Angel whispered to her, wrapping his arms around her body. Angel picked her up in his arms and began walking home. Elizabeth wrapped her arms around her neck, slightly trembling. Fear and dread had replaced her once brave and energetic personality. Angel felt her shiver against his skin and he only increased his pace towards her home.
And the entire time as Angel walked back to her home, Elizabeth continued coughing, her chest hurting and blood constantly spurting from her mouth. And with each cough that Angel heard, he grew a little bit more worried.
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Once Angel and Elizabeth had made it inside, he carried her to her room and lay her on the bed. Elizabeth's coughing had only gotten worse. And now she felt as though she couldn't breathe straight. Angel got a fresh cloth and some water to wipe her mouth and hands off. After a few minutes of getting Elizabeth comfortable, Angel sat on the edge of the bed, holding onto Elizabeth's hand. "Can you talk, love?" he asked her.
"Yes, I think so..." she replied hoarsely.
"All right...now, do you know when your parents are getting back?" Angel asked. When they had arrived home, the two found that Elizabeth's parents had gone to town, leaving the house empty.
Elizabeth shook her head. "No...they, uh, could be back anytime. I...I don't really know."
"That's okay." Angel said soothingly, rubbing her hand. "Now, I'm going to go get a doctor for you. I need you to stay here-"
"No, don't leave me...please?" Elizabeth begged.
"I have to, love. I need to get you help." Angel said, beginning to climb up from the bed.
"Okay," Elizabeth finally agreed. She turned her head away, slightly coughing from this small act.
"Hey, I'll be back." Angel said, squeezing her hand. He bent down and quickly kissed her on the lips. Elizabeth placed her hand on the back of his head, pushing him closer to her so he couldn't pull away. As their mouths met again and again, Angel could taste her blood in his mouth. In a way, it made him feel disgusted and pleased at the same time.
When they pulled back, Elizabeth was out of breath. She held back her coughing to talk to him. "Hurry back to me." She whispered.
"You know I will." Angel replied. He got up and walked out, closing the door behind him as he tried to ignore the sounds of her hacking cough in the background.
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When Angel returned with a doctor for Elizabeth, the doctor told him to wait outside. He needed time with Elizabeth, to check her over. Meanwhile, Angel paced restlessly outside. God, what is taking so long? He thought. If he finds out that she is going to... the only thing Angel could think of was what if she dies from this? He thought about her age...almost 17. She's so young. She hasn't even had the chance to live. What if that's all ripped away from her in a flash? But then Angel started thinking about how this would also affect him. If she dies...I would die. I wouldn't be able to go on...
Luckily, the doctor opened the door and walked out to meet Angel. Angel walked over to him, waiting for an answer. "Well?"
The doctor had a solemn expression on his face. "I wish I had better news for you, sir." He began.
"What? What is it?" Angel asked, worried.
"She...she seems to have blood in her lungs. I can hear wheezing in her breathing system...only now she has started coughing up pieces of..." the doctor paused, regretting what he was saying, "her lungs."
Angel gasped. His eyes widened in what the doctor was saying. "Well, we have to do something? What can we do..." Angel started walking towards Elizabeth's room. "You have to help her-"
The doctor grabbed Angel's arm, stopping him. "I can't..."
"Can't?"
"Help her." He finished. "Sir...I've seen cases like this before. Many young girls her age will get this...and..."
"And what?!" Angel asked loudly.
"And there's no cure. This thing she has...it's terminal." He finished.
"No...there's a way to cure her." Angel said, in denial.
"I'm sorry sir...there's nothing I can do for her. The best thing you and her family can do is make her comfortable." He said. "I'm truly sorry."
Angel wasn't even staring at him anymore. "Thank you." He replied dead pan. With a slight nod, the doctor walked past him and out the door. The second he had left, Angel let out a burst of energy, slamming his fists into the wall. NO! It wasn't suppose to be this way. he thought.
"Angel?" he heard her call out before coughing.
Oh God, what am I going to do? Angel thought, turning around. "I'm coming, Elizabeth." He said. Beginning to walk towards her room, he braced himself for what would probably be the hardest conversation he had ever had in his life.
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End of Part 5
OK...ducking behind furniture now. (But if you want to send me feedback, I'm grateful)
Also...not a medical doctor-person, so I don't know if you can actually cough up pieces of your lungs...