AUTHOR: Goddess Isa
EMAIL: goddessisa@aol.com
SUMMARY: The scene we didn't get to see :)
SPOILER: The Witch
DISTRIBUTION: Sure, just email me & lmk where it's going - I like seeing my name in print =)
FEEDBACK: Please, I'd hate to have to Slay for it. =P
RATING: TV-PG
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, Joss Whedon does. I hate him for that, to be perfectly honest with you.
4/24/01
"Where's your uniform?"
Buffy put the stake she was holding down on the headstone in front of her and turned around. "It's not nice to go around sneaking up on people in dark cemeteries. Especially when you're not armed."
"I can take care of myself," he shoved his hands in the pockets of his duster. "How are you?"
"My legs hurt from all that prancing, but I'm good."
"I guess you don't patrol in uniform," Angel assumed.
"If you consider sweatpants and a tank top a uniform..."
"You know what I'm talking about," he smiled. "I wanted to see you in it."
"Yeah, I'd like to see you in the daylight once in awhile."
"We don't usually get what we want, do we?"
"No, we don't," Buffy sat on the headstone and swung her legs. "This one's a late bloomer."
"He's not gonna rise," Angel told her.
"How do you know?"
"I just do," he said quickly. "I can sense it."
"Tell me something," Buffy said, scooting over so that Angel could sit beside her. He didn't.
"Depends on what you wanna know."
"What is it with guys and that?" Buffy asked, her original question being tossed aside for the moment. "Why do guys always clam up and act all funny when you want a little information about them?"
Angel shrugged. "I guess I just like to be private is all."
"But you don't bestow that courtesy on others?" Buffy asked. When Angel looked at her oddly, she shook her head, making a face.
"Sorry. Too much time around Giles."
"It's okay."
"I guess what I'm asking is, why do I know nothing about you, but you know everything about me?"
"I don't know everything."
Buffy picked up the stake. "I never told you I was on the cheerleading team."
"I saw you leaving school yesterday wearing the uniform. I was gonna talk to you but there were a couple of girls with you."
"Cordelia and Amy."
"I don't know their names. They all looked kind of freaked out."
"They're probably happy now that I've quit the team."
"Why did you quit?" Angel asked.
Buffy shrugged. "Too much pressure. Much as I hate it, Giles was right. My place is out here with the goonies."
"Speaking of which, you might wanna check the grave behind the one you're sitting on."
"Why's that?"
"Because a vampire is rising out of it."
Buffy did a back flip off the headstone and had the baby vamp dusted in seconds.
"Now," she smiled and smoothed her ponytail. "You were saying about seeing me last night?"
"I was waiting for you. I wanted to walk you home. See how you were feeling."
"I'm fine," she glanced at her watch. "I'm also about to miss curfew. You could walk me home tonight," she smiled, desperately wanting him to take her up on her offer.
"Okay," he wrapped an arm loosely around her shoulders and led her towards Revello Drive.
"You know where I live?" Buffy asked.
"I told you. I've been watching you."
She laid her head against his side as they walked. She could get used to this.
A vampire appeared and Angel staked him before Buffy could even pull her spare out of her pocket.
Oh yeah. She could get *very* used to this.