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Buffy woke and found Xander and Giles staring at her.
"What?"
"Do you remember," Giles asked, "What on earth was going on?"
"What?"
Giles sat back heavily on his chair with a groan. "We've just lost about six hours of our lives and we have no idea why," he looked up. "What's that book Buffy?"
"Um," she looked down at its pages, and saw a picture looking very like Angel. "It's just my reading book." She slipped it into her bag. "I gotta go." And she did, quickly.
Xander and Giles looked after Buffy then at each other.
"Girls," scoffed Xander.
"Indeed," replied Giles.
"Hi mom," Buffy said as she closed the front door behind her
"Hi Buffy, how was your -" she came out of the kitchen just in time to hear Buffy's door slam, "- day?"
Buffy lay down on her bed, got the book out of her bag and started to read.
"Although the Native North Americans did not have any belief in evil demonic figures there are records of those that seem to be benevolent. The most prominent of these is a species known, in their language, as una but has come to be known throughout European countries as sirens.
"Various Native North American tribes have traditional stories of an immortal woman. She was said to have miraculous healing powers. She is supposedly searching for her soul mate. She seems to have no loyalty to any particular tribe but travelled throughout the area. She appears in the folklore of a tribe at intervals of between fifty and one hundred years. This suggests that, although all the descriptions obtained from the different tribes seem to correlate, it is different generations of the same demon and not just one demon. She might have a very different lifespan from the humans but as she bears all physical characteristics in common with them this is unlikely.
"She is said to have formed relationships with men within the tribes, the proximity of these relationships to the end of her visits suggests that maybe the visits were made in order to conceive a child to continue her race. Which, if true, would mean a metabolism almost, if not exactly, the same as that of a human.
"Her European history is colourful to say the least. She seems to have crossed to Europe in the thirteenth century. She has been at the right hand of almost every evil dictator up to the nineteenth century. . ."
"Boring, boring, boring." Buffy flipped over the page to look at the picture.
It was a full-page colour plate. It showed an ancient, very battered painting. On better inspection it wasn't a picture of Angel, just a picture of a woman who looked very like him. It seemed to ring a bell, but she couldn't quite remember. It made her interested though so she looked at the page opposite.
"blah blah blah, blah blah blah . . ."
"When questioned about the girl more was found to link her to the siren the Native North Americans knew. He said she had a twin spirit that she had to find. He said she had told him they were destined to be together and would overcome any obstacle to get there. If he were mortal, he would become immortal. If he lost his soul, he would regain it. If he went to hell, she could bring him back."
Buffy was bristling with excitement. What if this were it? If this weren't part of an evil plan, if it was just fate, twin souls, destined to be together. She quickly scan read
" . . . It is unknown whether, after this one, sirens are still in existence. Since their metabolism is very similar, if not an exact replica of, that of a human, it is possible that the spirit of a siren might be born to a human if this one died before she reproduced. If a siren were found she could be a very powerful force for good or evil . . ."
Buffy put the book down.
"Mom, I'm going to sleep now, I'm beat!" Buffy shouted down.
"Okay dear," Joyce's voice floated up.
Buffy hopped, skipped and jumped all the way to Angel's, feeling like she was walking on air. There was so much to be happy and think about. Her mind was racing, what could this all mean?
Angel wasn't there. He was probably out patrolling. She'd wait, she'd sit on the sofa, she'd be here when he got back and she'd tell him and they'd kiss and . . . she fell asleep.
As she slept she had a wonderful dream.
She was at the Bronze and everyone was there and she had to sing. Everyone was watching and she had no idea what she was going to sing. Then she saw Angel and she knew everything would be alright, and the moment she started singing nothing mattered except him.
I've been missing you I should be kissing you
Honey to the bee that's you for me
I wouldn't tell a lie got a love I can't deny
Honey to the bee that's you for me
Honey to the bee that's you for me
Honey to the bee
I close my eyes and I see you clear
It feels like you're lying here
All the things I want to say come and go
Easy as the breeze those words just flow
I float on air light as any feather
Your love so sweet like an open flower
I'm dizzy from the time we spent together
I need that honey drip every hour
I'm thinking about your sugar lips
Got a feeling for you now that's so strong
I'm dreaming of the candy in your fingertips
Baby don't stay away for too long
I've been missing you I should be kissing you
Honey to the bee that's you for me
I wouldn't tell a lie got a love I can't deny
Honey to the bee that's you for me
Honey to the bee that's you for me
Honey to the bee
You make me smile though you're far away
I hear your voice like it was yesterday
All the things you do they make me feel so fine
I wanna tell the world about a love that's mine
These wings to fly are gonna last forever
Cos one by one my dreams come true
And I touch the sky whenever we're together
I can't believe the joy I get with you
I'm thinking about your sugar lips
Got a feeling for you now that's so strong
I'm dreaming of the candy in your fingertips
Baby don't stay away for too long
I've been missing you I should be kissing you
Honey to the bee that's you for me
I wouldn't tell a lie got a love I can't deny
Honey to the bee that's you for me
Honey to the bee that's you for me
Honey to the bee come on and buzz me
Thanks to those who reviewed - Lil Miss Giggles, Pucktricks and SpikeLover. Please, please, please review or I'll get very depressed and kill myself and you'll have only yourself to blame.
Buffy woke and found Xander and Giles staring at her.
"What?"
"Do you remember," Giles asked, "What on earth was going on?"
"What?"
Giles sat back heavily on his chair with a groan. "We've just lost about six hours of our lives and we have no idea why," he looked up. "What's that book Buffy?"
"Um," she looked down at its pages, and saw a picture looking very like Angel. "It's just my reading book." She slipped it into her bag. "I gotta go." And she did, quickly.
Xander and Giles looked after Buffy then at each other.
"Girls," scoffed Xander.
"Indeed," replied Giles.
"Hi mom," Buffy said as she closed the front door behind her
"Hi Buffy, how was your -" she came out of the kitchen just in time to hear Buffy's door slam, "- day?"
Buffy lay down on her bed, got the book out of her bag and started to read.
"Although the Native North Americans did not have any belief in evil demonic figures there are records of those that seem to be benevolent. The most prominent of these is a species known, in their language, as una but has come to be known throughout European countries as sirens.
"Various Native North American tribes have traditional stories of an immortal woman. She was said to have miraculous healing powers. She is supposedly searching for her soul mate. She seems to have no loyalty to any particular tribe but travelled throughout the area. She appears in the folklore of a tribe at intervals of between fifty and one hundred years. This suggests that, although all the descriptions obtained from the different tribes seem to correlate, it is different generations of the same demon and not just one demon. She might have a very different lifespan from the humans but as she bears all physical characteristics in common with them this is unlikely.
"She is said to have formed relationships with men within the tribes, the proximity of these relationships to the end of her visits suggests that maybe the visits were made in order to conceive a child to continue her race. Which, if true, would mean a metabolism almost, if not exactly, the same as that of a human.
"Her European history is colourful to say the least. She seems to have crossed to Europe in the thirteenth century. She has been at the right hand of almost every evil dictator up to the nineteenth century. . ."
"Boring, boring, boring." Buffy flipped over the page to look at the picture.
It was a full-page colour plate. It showed an ancient, very battered painting. On better inspection it wasn't a picture of Angel, just a picture of a woman who looked very like him. It seemed to ring a bell, but she couldn't quite remember. It made her interested though so she looked at the page opposite.
"blah blah blah, blah blah blah . . ."
"When questioned about the girl more was found to link her to the siren the Native North Americans knew. He said she had a twin spirit that she had to find. He said she had told him they were destined to be together and would overcome any obstacle to get there. If he were mortal, he would become immortal. If he lost his soul, he would regain it. If he went to hell, she could bring him back."
Buffy was bristling with excitement. What if this were it? If this weren't part of an evil plan, if it was just fate, twin souls, destined to be together. She quickly scan read
" . . . It is unknown whether, after this one, sirens are still in existence. Since their metabolism is very similar, if not an exact replica of, that of a human, it is possible that the spirit of a siren might be born to a human if this one died before she reproduced. If a siren were found she could be a very powerful force for good or evil . . ."
Buffy put the book down.
"Mom, I'm going to sleep now, I'm beat!" Buffy shouted down.
"Okay dear," Joyce's voice floated up.
Buffy hopped, skipped and jumped all the way to Angel's, feeling like she was walking on air. There was so much to be happy and think about. Her mind was racing, what could this all mean?
Angel wasn't there. He was probably out patrolling. She'd wait, she'd sit on the sofa, she'd be here when he got back and she'd tell him and they'd kiss and . . . she fell asleep.
As she slept she had a wonderful dream.
She was at the Bronze and everyone was there and she had to sing. Everyone was watching and she had no idea what she was going to sing. Then she saw Angel and she knew everything would be alright, and the moment she started singing nothing mattered except him.
I've been missing you I should be kissing you
Honey to the bee that's you for me
I wouldn't tell a lie got a love I can't deny
Honey to the bee that's you for me
Honey to the bee that's you for me
Honey to the bee
I close my eyes and I see you clear
It feels like you're lying here
All the things I want to say come and go
Easy as the breeze those words just flow
I float on air light as any feather
Your love so sweet like an open flower
I'm dizzy from the time we spent together
I need that honey drip every hour
I'm thinking about your sugar lips
Got a feeling for you now that's so strong
I'm dreaming of the candy in your fingertips
Baby don't stay away for too long
I've been missing you I should be kissing you
Honey to the bee that's you for me
I wouldn't tell a lie got a love I can't deny
Honey to the bee that's you for me
Honey to the bee that's you for me
Honey to the bee
You make me smile though you're far away
I hear your voice like it was yesterday
All the things you do they make me feel so fine
I wanna tell the world about a love that's mine
These wings to fly are gonna last forever
Cos one by one my dreams come true
And I touch the sky whenever we're together
I can't believe the joy I get with you
I'm thinking about your sugar lips
Got a feeling for you now that's so strong
I'm dreaming of the candy in your fingertips
Baby don't stay away for too long
I've been missing you I should be kissing you
Honey to the bee that's you for me
I wouldn't tell a lie got a love I can't deny
Honey to the bee that's you for me
Honey to the bee that's you for me
Honey to the bee come on and buzz me