~~**Angel ending**~~
"Spike, what are you doing here?" Buffy hissed through her teeth. Angel would wake up any second, and then he'd kick Spikes' ass, and then her poor house would be decimated yet again.
Spike looked kind of stupid standing there, all dressed up. Buffy was in her sushi pajamas', for God's sake! Buffy was angry, very angry at Spike. She'd already made it clear that she didn't love him; why couldn't he just leave her alone, Buffy fumed.
"Well, I thought - "
" Think! You never think! Why start now?" He flinched at her harsh words, and he hardened himself against her verbal blows. Peering behind her, he spied Angel asleep on the couch. He looked at Buffy, all mussed from sleep, and he connected it.
" You little bitch. God, you're such a slut! Whoring yourself out to vampires, are you?" His voice lowered. " He don't even love you. Did you know he's got a son?" Buffy shook her head in disbelief. " It's him and Darla's! Every demon's after it, it's a big ol' prophetic baby. It's special. He's probably just here to ask you to babysit or something. And even then, it sounds like he's wanting a go at his secretary - "
" Get out." Angel stepped menacingly in front of Buffy, who had tears running down her cheeks. From the look on his face, Spike knew he had heard his whole speel. Angels' eyes were wild with rage, and Spike drew back. He hadn't
forgotten Angelus' wrath, and he realized he had pushed the boundaries too far. He backed off and ran out the door.
Angel turned to Buffy and tried to hold her, but she pushed him away roughly. " Don't touch me."
Angel's heart broke. " Buffy - "
" I'm not one of the helpless you help at work. I'm not a case. Leave me alone!"
He touched his hand to hers, and she pulled hers out of reach sharply.
" DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME, ANGEL!" Buffy screamed at him.
Shaking with sobs, she fell to her knees, and she let him hold her, soothing her and wiping away her tears - the tears that had been ready to fall for so long.
*****
Buffy was still upset.
She sat upstairs on her bed, wrapped in one of Angel's shirts he had brought with him. He had quieted her, then had
gotten her into the shower. She didnt understand what was going on in her life anymore.
Angel pushed open the door softly as he set down a tray with tea on it. " Hey," he said softly as he handed her peppermint tea to her, heavily sugared. She sipped it and laughed dryly. " You still remember how I like my tea."
Angel sat down and looked at her seriously. " I remember everything about you, Buffy."
A lone tear ran down Buffy's cheek. Angel wiped it away gently with the pad of his thumb. "Why?" she asked brokenly.
" I love you, Buffy - "
" No, not that. Why - and how? How is that even possible?" She looked at him, her eyes glimmering with tears. Angel spoke her thoughts. " Why Darla, you mean. And Connor." Buffy nodded, her eyes now wandering anywhere but Angel's face, Angel's eyes. He continued. " I was at a really bad time in my life Buffy, I kept spirling downwards, I fired my staff. Darla was the turning point though. I slept with her because I wanted to feel something; or rather, feel nothing at all." Buffy contemplated this, and realized that her thing with Spike came from the same reason. " I understand that," she said quietly. Then a look of shock came over her face. " You took that risk, of losing your soul. You wanted to lose your soul?"
Angel nodded, ashamed. " I was so tired, tired of carrying the burden - but it didn't work, obviously. I threw her out afterwards and didn't hear from her again until October. I got my life back on track." He took her hand. " Connor is the only good thing I've ever done. I am so blessed to have this - this life that I helped create. Me!"
"What does Darla think of this," Buffy asked softly. Angel's eyes didn't change. " She died. Killed herself to save the baby, actually. There were problems with the birth, and so she just staked herself." Buffy nodded. " Huh. So Darla had some ounce of humanity in her after all?" Angel shook his head. " It was the baby. He's human, Buffy." Buffy looked at him with surprise and hurt on her face. " Darla was afraid that after he was born, she would hurt it. Because the soul would be gone." Buffy took that in. " Angel." she touched his arm. He shivered at her touch. " I - "
"What is it?"
" I slept with Spike," she blurted out. Angel was shocked. " What?" He thought he hadn't heard her clearly. God, please don't let me have heard her clearly, he thought.
" I - " Buffy hiccuped as the tears came pouring out. She was bawling now. " I was so, so lost, Angel. I died, and when I came back, he could hit me. He could hit me, even with his chip! I thought there was something wrong with me, and "
Angel enveloped her in his arms. She snuggled into his embrace as he kissed the top of her head. She looked up at him with wild eyes. " You don't hate me?"
"Buffy. I hate Spike. I hate the idea of my mate sleeping with him. But I don't hate you. I love you." Slowly he leaned his head down to kiss her --
The door crashed open. Willow stood there, breathing heavily and searching her friend for any injuries.
"Buffy! Are you okay? The door was open, and I found this big red teddy bear out there, and - " she noticed Angel, as well as the position Buffy was in with him. Willow reddened to the shade of her hair. " Oops. I'm sorry. I'll come back later tomorrow, okay?" She smiled mischeviously at her best friend. Buffy smiled gratefully in return. " You two have a happy Valentine's Day." Willow left.
Buffy turned back to Angel. And lay her head against his chest. His warm, beating chest. Buffy gasped. " Angel? You're - "
Angel smiled as joy filled his features. " Human," he finished. " I know. That's what I really came here to tell you."
He got down on his knees in front of her. Buffy sat there, mystified.
"Buffy, I know I haven't been here for you for a long time. But if you would let me, I'd like to make up for lost time."
He pulled out a small box and opened it. " Buffy Anne Summers, will you marry me?"
Buffy choked back a joyful sob. " Yes, Angel, I'll marry you!" He caught her in his arms and smothered her with kisses. Buffy just giggled. When he finally stopped kissing her, she arched an eyebrow at him and said, " I think that there's something else we have to make up time for, too." Growling, Angel pounced on her. Buffy just laughed.
She felt alive again.
All right! Okay, I know it's kind of sappy. Both of my endings. Don't kill me, okay! If anyone wants me to, I'll do an epilogue for this one, and maybe for the Spike ending. We'll see. Thank you to everyone who reviewed! You are all sweeties. Now, go read my other story - High School: That Place Where You Learn! I'll try to update it soon. Luv ya!
"Spike, what are you doing here?" Buffy hissed through her teeth. Angel would wake up any second, and then he'd kick Spikes' ass, and then her poor house would be decimated yet again.
Spike looked kind of stupid standing there, all dressed up. Buffy was in her sushi pajamas', for God's sake! Buffy was angry, very angry at Spike. She'd already made it clear that she didn't love him; why couldn't he just leave her alone, Buffy fumed.
"Well, I thought - "
" Think! You never think! Why start now?" He flinched at her harsh words, and he hardened himself against her verbal blows. Peering behind her, he spied Angel asleep on the couch. He looked at Buffy, all mussed from sleep, and he connected it.
" You little bitch. God, you're such a slut! Whoring yourself out to vampires, are you?" His voice lowered. " He don't even love you. Did you know he's got a son?" Buffy shook her head in disbelief. " It's him and Darla's! Every demon's after it, it's a big ol' prophetic baby. It's special. He's probably just here to ask you to babysit or something. And even then, it sounds like he's wanting a go at his secretary - "
" Get out." Angel stepped menacingly in front of Buffy, who had tears running down her cheeks. From the look on his face, Spike knew he had heard his whole speel. Angels' eyes were wild with rage, and Spike drew back. He hadn't
forgotten Angelus' wrath, and he realized he had pushed the boundaries too far. He backed off and ran out the door.
Angel turned to Buffy and tried to hold her, but she pushed him away roughly. " Don't touch me."
Angel's heart broke. " Buffy - "
" I'm not one of the helpless you help at work. I'm not a case. Leave me alone!"
He touched his hand to hers, and she pulled hers out of reach sharply.
" DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME, ANGEL!" Buffy screamed at him.
Shaking with sobs, she fell to her knees, and she let him hold her, soothing her and wiping away her tears - the tears that had been ready to fall for so long.
*****
Buffy was still upset.
She sat upstairs on her bed, wrapped in one of Angel's shirts he had brought with him. He had quieted her, then had
gotten her into the shower. She didnt understand what was going on in her life anymore.
Angel pushed open the door softly as he set down a tray with tea on it. " Hey," he said softly as he handed her peppermint tea to her, heavily sugared. She sipped it and laughed dryly. " You still remember how I like my tea."
Angel sat down and looked at her seriously. " I remember everything about you, Buffy."
A lone tear ran down Buffy's cheek. Angel wiped it away gently with the pad of his thumb. "Why?" she asked brokenly.
" I love you, Buffy - "
" No, not that. Why - and how? How is that even possible?" She looked at him, her eyes glimmering with tears. Angel spoke her thoughts. " Why Darla, you mean. And Connor." Buffy nodded, her eyes now wandering anywhere but Angel's face, Angel's eyes. He continued. " I was at a really bad time in my life Buffy, I kept spirling downwards, I fired my staff. Darla was the turning point though. I slept with her because I wanted to feel something; or rather, feel nothing at all." Buffy contemplated this, and realized that her thing with Spike came from the same reason. " I understand that," she said quietly. Then a look of shock came over her face. " You took that risk, of losing your soul. You wanted to lose your soul?"
Angel nodded, ashamed. " I was so tired, tired of carrying the burden - but it didn't work, obviously. I threw her out afterwards and didn't hear from her again until October. I got my life back on track." He took her hand. " Connor is the only good thing I've ever done. I am so blessed to have this - this life that I helped create. Me!"
"What does Darla think of this," Buffy asked softly. Angel's eyes didn't change. " She died. Killed herself to save the baby, actually. There were problems with the birth, and so she just staked herself." Buffy nodded. " Huh. So Darla had some ounce of humanity in her after all?" Angel shook his head. " It was the baby. He's human, Buffy." Buffy looked at him with surprise and hurt on her face. " Darla was afraid that after he was born, she would hurt it. Because the soul would be gone." Buffy took that in. " Angel." she touched his arm. He shivered at her touch. " I - "
"What is it?"
" I slept with Spike," she blurted out. Angel was shocked. " What?" He thought he hadn't heard her clearly. God, please don't let me have heard her clearly, he thought.
" I - " Buffy hiccuped as the tears came pouring out. She was bawling now. " I was so, so lost, Angel. I died, and when I came back, he could hit me. He could hit me, even with his chip! I thought there was something wrong with me, and "
Angel enveloped her in his arms. She snuggled into his embrace as he kissed the top of her head. She looked up at him with wild eyes. " You don't hate me?"
"Buffy. I hate Spike. I hate the idea of my mate sleeping with him. But I don't hate you. I love you." Slowly he leaned his head down to kiss her --
The door crashed open. Willow stood there, breathing heavily and searching her friend for any injuries.
"Buffy! Are you okay? The door was open, and I found this big red teddy bear out there, and - " she noticed Angel, as well as the position Buffy was in with him. Willow reddened to the shade of her hair. " Oops. I'm sorry. I'll come back later tomorrow, okay?" She smiled mischeviously at her best friend. Buffy smiled gratefully in return. " You two have a happy Valentine's Day." Willow left.
Buffy turned back to Angel. And lay her head against his chest. His warm, beating chest. Buffy gasped. " Angel? You're - "
Angel smiled as joy filled his features. " Human," he finished. " I know. That's what I really came here to tell you."
He got down on his knees in front of her. Buffy sat there, mystified.
"Buffy, I know I haven't been here for you for a long time. But if you would let me, I'd like to make up for lost time."
He pulled out a small box and opened it. " Buffy Anne Summers, will you marry me?"
Buffy choked back a joyful sob. " Yes, Angel, I'll marry you!" He caught her in his arms and smothered her with kisses. Buffy just giggled. When he finally stopped kissing her, she arched an eyebrow at him and said, " I think that there's something else we have to make up time for, too." Growling, Angel pounced on her. Buffy just laughed.
She felt alive again.
All right! Okay, I know it's kind of sappy. Both of my endings. Don't kill me, okay! If anyone wants me to, I'll do an epilogue for this one, and maybe for the Spike ending. We'll see. Thank you to everyone who reviewed! You are all sweeties. Now, go read my other story - High School: That Place Where You Learn! I'll try to update it soon. Luv ya!