Title: The Past, Present and Future
Author: Emily
Summary: Buffy goes back in time to save Angel from being turned.
Spoilers: The Gift, kinda, all B/A history.
Rating: PG-13 (for language, and kissage, hehe)
Note: Buffy managed to save Dawn before she started to bleed, therefore not opening up the portal. Everything is happy fun now; things are back to normal on the hellmouth.
Part 1
Buffy walked slowly back to the magick shop. It had been two weeks since the big battle with Glory. She had defeated the hell god, and saved Dawn. No one had been seriously hurt, well, no one except Buffybot. But, maybe that was a good thing. Spike wouldn't be able to steal her back and play out his sleazy fantasies. And, Buffybot had really started to creep her out. So had the whole Spike fantasizing about her.
She finally reached the Magick Box, as Giles had named it. She entered the shop and heard the little bell tinkle, and saw that everyone looked up.
"Ah, Buffy, good, you're back. I was going to call your house to see if you had just gone home." Giles said.
"No, figured you would want to know all about my exciting patrol," Buffy replied sarcastically.
"Well, by all means," Giles said, gesturing for her to go on.
She took a seat next to Willow and said, "How about I tell you about the lack of patrol?"
"You mean you didn't patrol?" Giles asked.
"Oh, no, I patrolled alright. There just weren't any baddy's to fight." Buffy answered.
"They must have heard about your battle with Glory and decided they were no match against you." Willow said cheerfully.
"I wish." Buffy replied, grinning at her best friend.
Everyone went about their business, and Buffy finally decided to go home and get some sleep. As she was walking down the sidewalk, past the Bronze, she noticed a white light in the alley. "Finally, I knew this town couldn't last long without a new vampire nest," she muttered.
She pulled a stake from the sheath on her back, and held it at the ready. The white light seemed to grow, as she got closer, she could see two, blue and gold figures standing in it. "Okay, so, maybe not vamps," she said to herself. She got closer, and the two beings looked up at her.
"Slayer, we knew you'd come," the male said, startling her.
She automatically assumed a fighting stance.
"We bring you no harm, warrior," the female said.
"We wish for you to follow us," the male explained.
"I'm thinking no," Buffy replied, sarcastically.
"She does not understand. She does not wish to help him." The male said quietly to the female.
"Help who?" Buffy questioned.
"I believe you call him, Angel," the female answered, capturing Buffy's attention.
"Angel?" Buffy stuttered, her throat closing up. The thought of him in danger scared her.
"Yes, warrior. Angel, the vampire with a soul," the male sighed impatiently.
"What happened to him?" Buffy asked, afraid of the answer.
"It's not what happened, it's what has not," the female replied.
"You mean some kind of prophecy?" Buffy asked her.
"Not a prophecy, but what has happened can not be undone, but what has not yet happened, can be changed," the male answered, cryptically.
"Okay, I'm just a few steps behind you." Buffy said, confused.
"Do you wish to help him or not?" The male demanded.
"Yes, I-I do." Buffy stuttered.
"Then follow us," he commanded.
"Still a few steps behind." Buffy said, uncertainly.
"Follow us, and you will understand, in due time," the female said, speaking up.
"Come," the male ordered.
Buffy nodded and followed the two, shimmering beings.
TBC...
Author: Emily
Summary: Buffy goes back in time to save Angel from being turned.
Spoilers: The Gift, kinda, all B/A history.
Rating: PG-13 (for language, and kissage, hehe)
Note: Buffy managed to save Dawn before she started to bleed, therefore not opening up the portal. Everything is happy fun now; things are back to normal on the hellmouth.
Part 1
Buffy walked slowly back to the magick shop. It had been two weeks since the big battle with Glory. She had defeated the hell god, and saved Dawn. No one had been seriously hurt, well, no one except Buffybot. But, maybe that was a good thing. Spike wouldn't be able to steal her back and play out his sleazy fantasies. And, Buffybot had really started to creep her out. So had the whole Spike fantasizing about her.
She finally reached the Magick Box, as Giles had named it. She entered the shop and heard the little bell tinkle, and saw that everyone looked up.
"Ah, Buffy, good, you're back. I was going to call your house to see if you had just gone home." Giles said.
"No, figured you would want to know all about my exciting patrol," Buffy replied sarcastically.
"Well, by all means," Giles said, gesturing for her to go on.
She took a seat next to Willow and said, "How about I tell you about the lack of patrol?"
"You mean you didn't patrol?" Giles asked.
"Oh, no, I patrolled alright. There just weren't any baddy's to fight." Buffy answered.
"They must have heard about your battle with Glory and decided they were no match against you." Willow said cheerfully.
"I wish." Buffy replied, grinning at her best friend.
Everyone went about their business, and Buffy finally decided to go home and get some sleep. As she was walking down the sidewalk, past the Bronze, she noticed a white light in the alley. "Finally, I knew this town couldn't last long without a new vampire nest," she muttered.
She pulled a stake from the sheath on her back, and held it at the ready. The white light seemed to grow, as she got closer, she could see two, blue and gold figures standing in it. "Okay, so, maybe not vamps," she said to herself. She got closer, and the two beings looked up at her.
"Slayer, we knew you'd come," the male said, startling her.
She automatically assumed a fighting stance.
"We bring you no harm, warrior," the female said.
"We wish for you to follow us," the male explained.
"I'm thinking no," Buffy replied, sarcastically.
"She does not understand. She does not wish to help him." The male said quietly to the female.
"Help who?" Buffy questioned.
"I believe you call him, Angel," the female answered, capturing Buffy's attention.
"Angel?" Buffy stuttered, her throat closing up. The thought of him in danger scared her.
"Yes, warrior. Angel, the vampire with a soul," the male sighed impatiently.
"What happened to him?" Buffy asked, afraid of the answer.
"It's not what happened, it's what has not," the female replied.
"You mean some kind of prophecy?" Buffy asked her.
"Not a prophecy, but what has happened can not be undone, but what has not yet happened, can be changed," the male answered, cryptically.
"Okay, I'm just a few steps behind you." Buffy said, confused.
"Do you wish to help him or not?" The male demanded.
"Yes, I-I do." Buffy stuttered.
"Then follow us," he commanded.
"Still a few steps behind." Buffy said, uncertainly.
"Follow us, and you will understand, in due time," the female said, speaking up.
"Come," the male ordered.
Buffy nodded and followed the two, shimmering beings.
TBC...