Part 11:
A/N: I am sooo sorry for the delay! Whatever inspiration I had for writing that last chapter left me as soon as I wrote the last sentence. Also, I noticed that the italics didn't work, so all thoughts will be in . If anyone knows if you can do italics in text format, let me know. I've been writing this in Microsoft Word and pasting it into Notepad. Ok, as promised, the cliffhanger will be resolved in this chapter. Also, more scenes with Angel and the gang!
Angel glanced anxiously over at the passenger seat where Cordelia was sitting. Her head was in her hands as she grimaced in pain. "Stupid visions," she muttered.
Wesley leaned forward in concern. "Cordelia, what did you see?"
She shook her head, as though not entirely sure. "I think it was a hospital. Um, Buffy was there, and someone was on the bed. Giles, maybe? It was so unclear; the worst they've been since the PTB started sending these monstrosities."
Angel frowned in confusion. If Cordy's seeing Buffy in a hospital, then it wasn't in LA. She's gotta be at Sunnydale Memorial. "You guys, it's even more important now that we get to Sunnydale. If Cordelia's right, Giles could be in danger. We have to get there as fast as we can."
As if we were going to lollygag around. Cordelia looked at Angel in annoyance; she knew very well that the Scooby gang was in danger. She may have held a grudge against Xander and Willow, but she had grown up a lot since graduation. Saving the lives of the only people who had really ever bothered to care was a lot more important than being mad at those people.
"Of course," Wesley said softly, patting Angel on the shoulder. "We will get there. But only if you stop driving like a granny!"
Angel grunted at that and stepped on the gas. Down the highway they flew, going to face some unknown danger.
(Meanwhile, at the hospital)
Time seemed to stop for Buffy Summers as soon as she heard the whine of the hear monitor. Doctors rushed into the room, immediately going to work on Giles. The Slayer backed against the wall, eyes wide, and unable to support herself. Leaning against the wall, she slid down until she was sitting on the cold tile floor. Buffy held her head in her hands as she lost hope completely.
He looked around to see the doctors surrounding someone on the bed. Noticing the light brown hair, Rupert Giles gasped. Bloody hell! That's me!. He looked around frantically, eyes widening in shock as he saw the one woman he had ever loved his entire life. "Jenny?"
She came forward, tears filling her large brown eyes. Jenny Calendar, of the Kalderash clan, was just as beautiful in death as she had been in life. "Oh, Rupert. You're not supposed to be here yet. You have to live!"
He held her in his arms, savoring the memory of just seeing her. "Jenny, I don't understand. What's happening?"
"Your life is hanging in the balance. You have a choice; live or die. I can't do anything to influence you, Giles, but you need to know that whatever you choose will directly affect the course of the future."
He looked down at his love, tears filling his eyes. "What a predicament I'm in. If I choose death, I'll get you back and lose Buffy. If I choose life, I'll still have Buffy in my life, but you will still be gone. Jenny, what do I do?"
She shook her head at him. "No, no. I told you I couldn't affect your decision. But Rupert, listen to me. You've lived for two and a half years with me out of your life. I'm not trying to make it seem as though it wasn't hard. I know it was. I've been watching over you. Giles, just imagine how your death would affect not only Buffy and the rest of the Scoobies, but how do you think the Hellmouth would be affected?"
Giles looked at her in confusion, then looked around the room. His eyes landed on where Buffy was still sitting on the floor, sobbing into her hands. Oh dear. I can't leave her. "I don't understand. My dying would affect the Hellmouth?"
Jenny nodded slowly. She knew she had to choose her words carefully so Giles didn't get overwhelmed. "If you die, it would be the beginning of a domino affect. Buffy would be so devastated that she would be unable to defeat Adam. In turn, the demons would hear about it and overtake Sunnydale. Without you, Buffy will feel she has nothing to fight for."
"So what you're telling me," Giles looked at Jenny, tears streaming down his face, "is that I need to live. I can't consciously make the decision to die when I know how it will affect Buffy. I've already seen how it's affecting her, and I can't do it. I have to live, Jenny. I want to live!" Before they could even say goodbye, Giles felt something tugging at him, pulling him towards the body on the bed.
Jenny's mouth was moving, he saw it move, but no sound came out. His love was fading slowly away as he moved closer and closer to consciousness. But although he couldn't hear her, the message was loud and clear, "I love you forever. I'll never forget you."
Suddenly, everything seemed to focus as Giles began to cough on the bed. He felt gentle hands holding him down as he strained to see his Slayer. "It's a miracle," he heard someone say. "I never thought we'd get him back."
Buffy looked up from her place on the floor, alarmed and relieved as she heard the comforting sound of Giles coughing. She scrambled to her feet, wanting to see her Watcher. "Giles?" The tears came again, though this time in relief and happiness.
Dr. Isaacs stepped towards her, kindness filling his eyes. "Miss Summers, I presume?"
She nodded slowly. "Yes. Is he going to be ok now?"
"Miraculously, yes he will. I could hardly believe it when he started breathing again. Right now, we just need to get him stabilized, then he can moved out of ICU. I'll leave you now so you can talk to him."
Buffy nodded distractedly as she walked to Giles' bed. She sat in the same chair she had been only moments before and took his hand. "Giles? You're ok now, right?"
He groaned as he attempted to sit up in bed. "Other than the fact that I feel like I've been run over by a bloody semi, I feel fine."
"Giles, this is all my fault! If only I had gotten there sooner!" Once again, the tears streamed down the Slayer's face.
"Buffy, no!" Giles said this forcefully so as to get his Slayer's full attention. "You mustn't blame yourself. This wasn't your fault. Do you think I need a Slayer as a full time bodyguard? Then we wouldn't have a Slayer!"
"I know. I just feel so responsible for all the Scoobies. It's hard not to." Buffy paused, looking down at a very interesting speck on the floor. So much has happened in the last few hours. How do I tell him?
"Buffy, is something wrong?"
She chuckled ruefully at the question. "You know me to well, Giles. It's not so much that something's wrong, but a lot has happened since we found you. I don't know where to begin."
"Just start at the beginning and take it slow."
"Alright. We got to your house and when we got inside, I called out to you but you didn't answer…"
(Back with Angel, Cordy and Wesley)
"Angel, look out!" Wesley shouted as his boss nearly crashed into the "Welcome to Sunnydale" sign, a la Spike.
Cordelia shrieked, attempting to duck underneath the dashboard as the vampire with soul slammed on the break. Once she was sure they were safe, Cordy peaked up from her hiding place and looked around. "Good old Sunnydale."
Wesley simply nodded, still in shock as Angel replied with an "Uh huh." He shakily got out of the car, taking in his surroundings. He hadn't been to Sunnydale since he had helped Buffy defeat the Chumash at Thanksgiving. And then she had come to LA, to yell at him and he had experienced the most wonderful day in his life. But he was the only one who remembered as he had asked the Powers to take back the day to protect Buffy.
"Angel? Are we walking to the mansion, or are you driving?" Wesley's question asked him out of his reverie.
"Sorry, Wes. I just wanted to stretch my legs a bit. You know, that whole lack of circulation thing, it really creates no pain whatsoever. Come on. Let's drop our stuff off and get to the hospital." Angel got back in the drivers seat and started to buckle up.
Cordy looked at him, surprised and concerned. "Don't you think we should get to the hospital first? You're the one who was burning rubber to get here."
"Of course, you're right. What was I thinking?" Angel turned the ignition and they were off to Sunnydale Memorial.
A/N: Does anyone know where my plot went? Or maybe it's still here…I'm really sorry about this chapter. I think it's really not as good as the last one. And what happened to the reviews? I think I got 3 for the last section. Did I turn you all away by making you think Giles was going to die? I couldn't do that!
So, to those who did review, thank you! Keep 'em coming!
Superfan: Glad to clear that up for you. Like I said, it was really difficult writing that last chapter…hope this one worked for you!
moon_princess 97524: I'm glad you like it so far. All the characters will be coming together in the next couple chapters, so you'll see how Angel and the Angels all respond to each other. It should make for some interesting dialogue.
Igor the Great: I'm trying to do the best I can at bringing everything together so it makes sense. You know, I'm not sure if it's 2 or 3 series either. I think 3: Buffy/Angel/Touched by an Angel…
Of course, so not to disappoint my fans, I'll give you an idea about what will happen in the next chapter. The Scoobies will reunite with our LA gang, possible relationship angst between Buffy and Angel. More with the Angels next chapter too, I felt bad for not including them in this part, but they weren't necessary. Something important might happen with Riley, but that's all I'm saying. Hope you enjoyed installment 10!
A/N: I am sooo sorry for the delay! Whatever inspiration I had for writing that last chapter left me as soon as I wrote the last sentence. Also, I noticed that the italics didn't work, so all thoughts will be in . If anyone knows if you can do italics in text format, let me know. I've been writing this in Microsoft Word and pasting it into Notepad. Ok, as promised, the cliffhanger will be resolved in this chapter. Also, more scenes with Angel and the gang!
Angel glanced anxiously over at the passenger seat where Cordelia was sitting. Her head was in her hands as she grimaced in pain. "Stupid visions," she muttered.
Wesley leaned forward in concern. "Cordelia, what did you see?"
She shook her head, as though not entirely sure. "I think it was a hospital. Um, Buffy was there, and someone was on the bed. Giles, maybe? It was so unclear; the worst they've been since the PTB started sending these monstrosities."
Angel frowned in confusion. If Cordy's seeing Buffy in a hospital, then it wasn't in LA. She's gotta be at Sunnydale Memorial. "You guys, it's even more important now that we get to Sunnydale. If Cordelia's right, Giles could be in danger. We have to get there as fast as we can."
As if we were going to lollygag around. Cordelia looked at Angel in annoyance; she knew very well that the Scooby gang was in danger. She may have held a grudge against Xander and Willow, but she had grown up a lot since graduation. Saving the lives of the only people who had really ever bothered to care was a lot more important than being mad at those people.
"Of course," Wesley said softly, patting Angel on the shoulder. "We will get there. But only if you stop driving like a granny!"
Angel grunted at that and stepped on the gas. Down the highway they flew, going to face some unknown danger.
(Meanwhile, at the hospital)
Time seemed to stop for Buffy Summers as soon as she heard the whine of the hear monitor. Doctors rushed into the room, immediately going to work on Giles. The Slayer backed against the wall, eyes wide, and unable to support herself. Leaning against the wall, she slid down until she was sitting on the cold tile floor. Buffy held her head in her hands as she lost hope completely.
He looked around to see the doctors surrounding someone on the bed. Noticing the light brown hair, Rupert Giles gasped. Bloody hell! That's me!. He looked around frantically, eyes widening in shock as he saw the one woman he had ever loved his entire life. "Jenny?"
She came forward, tears filling her large brown eyes. Jenny Calendar, of the Kalderash clan, was just as beautiful in death as she had been in life. "Oh, Rupert. You're not supposed to be here yet. You have to live!"
He held her in his arms, savoring the memory of just seeing her. "Jenny, I don't understand. What's happening?"
"Your life is hanging in the balance. You have a choice; live or die. I can't do anything to influence you, Giles, but you need to know that whatever you choose will directly affect the course of the future."
He looked down at his love, tears filling his eyes. "What a predicament I'm in. If I choose death, I'll get you back and lose Buffy. If I choose life, I'll still have Buffy in my life, but you will still be gone. Jenny, what do I do?"
She shook her head at him. "No, no. I told you I couldn't affect your decision. But Rupert, listen to me. You've lived for two and a half years with me out of your life. I'm not trying to make it seem as though it wasn't hard. I know it was. I've been watching over you. Giles, just imagine how your death would affect not only Buffy and the rest of the Scoobies, but how do you think the Hellmouth would be affected?"
Giles looked at her in confusion, then looked around the room. His eyes landed on where Buffy was still sitting on the floor, sobbing into her hands. Oh dear. I can't leave her. "I don't understand. My dying would affect the Hellmouth?"
Jenny nodded slowly. She knew she had to choose her words carefully so Giles didn't get overwhelmed. "If you die, it would be the beginning of a domino affect. Buffy would be so devastated that she would be unable to defeat Adam. In turn, the demons would hear about it and overtake Sunnydale. Without you, Buffy will feel she has nothing to fight for."
"So what you're telling me," Giles looked at Jenny, tears streaming down his face, "is that I need to live. I can't consciously make the decision to die when I know how it will affect Buffy. I've already seen how it's affecting her, and I can't do it. I have to live, Jenny. I want to live!" Before they could even say goodbye, Giles felt something tugging at him, pulling him towards the body on the bed.
Jenny's mouth was moving, he saw it move, but no sound came out. His love was fading slowly away as he moved closer and closer to consciousness. But although he couldn't hear her, the message was loud and clear, "I love you forever. I'll never forget you."
Suddenly, everything seemed to focus as Giles began to cough on the bed. He felt gentle hands holding him down as he strained to see his Slayer. "It's a miracle," he heard someone say. "I never thought we'd get him back."
Buffy looked up from her place on the floor, alarmed and relieved as she heard the comforting sound of Giles coughing. She scrambled to her feet, wanting to see her Watcher. "Giles?" The tears came again, though this time in relief and happiness.
Dr. Isaacs stepped towards her, kindness filling his eyes. "Miss Summers, I presume?"
She nodded slowly. "Yes. Is he going to be ok now?"
"Miraculously, yes he will. I could hardly believe it when he started breathing again. Right now, we just need to get him stabilized, then he can moved out of ICU. I'll leave you now so you can talk to him."
Buffy nodded distractedly as she walked to Giles' bed. She sat in the same chair she had been only moments before and took his hand. "Giles? You're ok now, right?"
He groaned as he attempted to sit up in bed. "Other than the fact that I feel like I've been run over by a bloody semi, I feel fine."
"Giles, this is all my fault! If only I had gotten there sooner!" Once again, the tears streamed down the Slayer's face.
"Buffy, no!" Giles said this forcefully so as to get his Slayer's full attention. "You mustn't blame yourself. This wasn't your fault. Do you think I need a Slayer as a full time bodyguard? Then we wouldn't have a Slayer!"
"I know. I just feel so responsible for all the Scoobies. It's hard not to." Buffy paused, looking down at a very interesting speck on the floor. So much has happened in the last few hours. How do I tell him?
"Buffy, is something wrong?"
She chuckled ruefully at the question. "You know me to well, Giles. It's not so much that something's wrong, but a lot has happened since we found you. I don't know where to begin."
"Just start at the beginning and take it slow."
"Alright. We got to your house and when we got inside, I called out to you but you didn't answer…"
(Back with Angel, Cordy and Wesley)
"Angel, look out!" Wesley shouted as his boss nearly crashed into the "Welcome to Sunnydale" sign, a la Spike.
Cordelia shrieked, attempting to duck underneath the dashboard as the vampire with soul slammed on the break. Once she was sure they were safe, Cordy peaked up from her hiding place and looked around. "Good old Sunnydale."
Wesley simply nodded, still in shock as Angel replied with an "Uh huh." He shakily got out of the car, taking in his surroundings. He hadn't been to Sunnydale since he had helped Buffy defeat the Chumash at Thanksgiving. And then she had come to LA, to yell at him and he had experienced the most wonderful day in his life. But he was the only one who remembered as he had asked the Powers to take back the day to protect Buffy.
"Angel? Are we walking to the mansion, or are you driving?" Wesley's question asked him out of his reverie.
"Sorry, Wes. I just wanted to stretch my legs a bit. You know, that whole lack of circulation thing, it really creates no pain whatsoever. Come on. Let's drop our stuff off and get to the hospital." Angel got back in the drivers seat and started to buckle up.
Cordy looked at him, surprised and concerned. "Don't you think we should get to the hospital first? You're the one who was burning rubber to get here."
"Of course, you're right. What was I thinking?" Angel turned the ignition and they were off to Sunnydale Memorial.
A/N: Does anyone know where my plot went? Or maybe it's still here…I'm really sorry about this chapter. I think it's really not as good as the last one. And what happened to the reviews? I think I got 3 for the last section. Did I turn you all away by making you think Giles was going to die? I couldn't do that!
So, to those who did review, thank you! Keep 'em coming!
Superfan: Glad to clear that up for you. Like I said, it was really difficult writing that last chapter…hope this one worked for you!
moon_princess 97524: I'm glad you like it so far. All the characters will be coming together in the next couple chapters, so you'll see how Angel and the Angels all respond to each other. It should make for some interesting dialogue.
Igor the Great: I'm trying to do the best I can at bringing everything together so it makes sense. You know, I'm not sure if it's 2 or 3 series either. I think 3: Buffy/Angel/Touched by an Angel…
Of course, so not to disappoint my fans, I'll give you an idea about what will happen in the next chapter. The Scoobies will reunite with our LA gang, possible relationship angst between Buffy and Angel. More with the Angels next chapter too, I felt bad for not including them in this part, but they weren't necessary. Something important might happen with Riley, but that's all I'm saying. Hope you enjoyed installment 10!