1.1 Part Four… Galway, Ireland 1753
He couldn't stop staring at her.
She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. He couldn't take his eyes off her…She spoke strangely, granted, but her face, those green eyes…She looked so much like Anne…
"So what was your name miss? If you don't mind me asking."
She didn't look at him when she answered…
"Buffy."
"Buffy? Well there's an unusual name! Pretty though."
They walked on in silence. Liam kept stealing glances at the young woman beside him. He had the strangest feeling he knew her…or should know her…
"So what's such a pretty lady like you doing out alone this time of night?" Liam asked as they walked towards a carriage waiting outside what Buffy figured was the local pub.
"I..umm…I just arrived tonight and umm…I…the person who was supposed to meet me never turned up so I…ah….decided to walk."
Buffy stammered out a flat out lie, hoping that Liam would believe it. He did. Well, he didn't question it at any rate.
They reached the carriage, which Buffy assumed belonged to Liam and he held out his hand to help her up. Their eyes met for a moment and as their fingers touched, it was if an electrical surge rang up Buffy's arm, as if their very touch was enough to speak a thousand words. It was almost like she was with Angel again, that first time they kissed…But then Liam turned away, and the moment was broken.
As Buffy stepped into the elegant carriage, she noticed for the first time that she was no longer wearing her usual, casual, 90's clothes. She was, in fact, wearing a long gown, very much like the one she wore on that fateful Halloween that Ethan Rayan so happily made a horror for them. Now how the Hell did that happen? I don't remember Will telling me anything about little elves that change your clothes for you while you switched times…
Suddenly her thoughts were drawn elsewhere, mainly to the interior of the carriage, which was now moving forward at a relaxed speed. I know Angel said that his family was wealthy in their time, but I would have never guessed they were this wealthy!
The inside of the carriage, or at least what she could see, in the dim light, was beautiful. The wooden sides were sturdy and polished, the seats on which they sat, a rich, red velvet. Wow! Imagine how much clothes I could buy if I had this much money….
"So what do you want with Prof. Giles miss? Is he the person you expected when you arrived?" Liam interrupted her thoughts.
"He's…he's an old friend." And let's hope he'll believe what I'm going to tell him…
Buffy doubted he would. If he was anything like her Giles he would want to check out every detail of her story, to make sure it was true, before taking a risk in helping her. That was fine and all, normally, but she didn't know how much time she had left…
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He couldn't stop staring at her.
She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. He couldn't take his eyes off her…She spoke strangely, granted, but her face, those green eyes…She looked so much like Anne…
"So what was your name miss? If you don't mind me asking."
She didn't look at him when she answered…
"Buffy."
"Buffy? Well there's an unusual name! Pretty though."
They walked on in silence. Liam kept stealing glances at the young woman beside him. He had the strangest feeling he knew her…or should know her…
"So what's such a pretty lady like you doing out alone this time of night?" Liam asked as they walked towards a carriage waiting outside what Buffy figured was the local pub.
"I..umm…I just arrived tonight and umm…I…the person who was supposed to meet me never turned up so I…ah….decided to walk."
Buffy stammered out a flat out lie, hoping that Liam would believe it. He did. Well, he didn't question it at any rate.
They reached the carriage, which Buffy assumed belonged to Liam and he held out his hand to help her up. Their eyes met for a moment and as their fingers touched, it was if an electrical surge rang up Buffy's arm, as if their very touch was enough to speak a thousand words. It was almost like she was with Angel again, that first time they kissed…But then Liam turned away, and the moment was broken.
As Buffy stepped into the elegant carriage, she noticed for the first time that she was no longer wearing her usual, casual, 90's clothes. She was, in fact, wearing a long gown, very much like the one she wore on that fateful Halloween that Ethan Rayan so happily made a horror for them. Now how the Hell did that happen? I don't remember Will telling me anything about little elves that change your clothes for you while you switched times…
Suddenly her thoughts were drawn elsewhere, mainly to the interior of the carriage, which was now moving forward at a relaxed speed. I know Angel said that his family was wealthy in their time, but I would have never guessed they were this wealthy!
The inside of the carriage, or at least what she could see, in the dim light, was beautiful. The wooden sides were sturdy and polished, the seats on which they sat, a rich, red velvet. Wow! Imagine how much clothes I could buy if I had this much money….
"So what do you want with Prof. Giles miss? Is he the person you expected when you arrived?" Liam interrupted her thoughts.
"He's…he's an old friend." And let's hope he'll believe what I'm going to tell him…
Buffy doubted he would. If he was anything like her Giles he would want to check out every detail of her story, to make sure it was true, before taking a risk in helping her. That was fine and all, normally, but she didn't know how much time she had left…
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