1 Past, Present, & Future
By – Colleen "Coll", Forker18@aol.com
Teaser: X-over with BtVS. Cordy gets a vision that sends the gang packing to Sunnydale, knowing that ShaJhan fits into it all but not sure how. Also, they get shocked when each member of the Angel Investigations gang realizes they have to deal with their past.
Genre: Angel: The Series/Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Romance/Suspense/Action
Pairing: Gunn/Fred, Angel/Cordelia
Rating: PG-13 - R
Distribution: Sure, why not, just ask!
Spoilers: Up to Sleep Tight, and makes references to some rumors floating around on the net.
Special Thanks to: All the Forkers (Especially those @ the fanforum board! Love you guys!) and everyone @ FF.net for reviewing my fics!
1.1 Part 10
"So, Angel's son was…back?" Buffy asked as she looked back at Gunn and Fred. They nodded in response, and she figured that's all she was going to get from the two people out of Angel's gang that she never knew about.
Buffy understood that they didn't want to talk about it. Connor was a part of all of their lives for a while; at least that's what Buffy figured.
Spike held his hand out in front of Buffy. Gunn and Fred stopped as well, looking to Spike for an explanation. "What's up?" Gunn asked as he raised his ax.
"It smells like that thing in the magic store," Spike told them. "It's gettin closer."
Buffy watched as Gunn pushed Fred behind him. Her mind drifted elsewhere. To the place where she watched the little things that the couple did: the way Gunn protected her, the way Fred had the ability to calm Gunn down with one touch, and the way they looked at each other.
Like there was no one else in the room.
"Buffy!"
She looked up when Spike's voice called out her name. A demon that towered over them all was lunging forward. The stench was a mix of dead things and a sewer. It's gray-blue skin looked like slimy scales and its face was covered in spikes.
And it knocked Buffy off of her feet.
Spike was there though, lunging forward in full vamp mode with Gunn right behind him. Buffy felt hands on her shoulders. Fred was crouching down next to her, helping Buffy up.
"Get back." Buffy told her as she ran forward. The demon threw Spike into her though and she was back on the ground.
Gunn raised his ax high and brought it down on the demon, slicing its shoulder. It screeched in pain and stepped back away from Gunn, who was ready to strike again. The demon opened its mouth wide and shot its tongue out, knocking the ax from Gunn's hand.
The demon moved to strike, but Spike ran forward and slammed into Gunn, sending him to the ground. The vampire took the blow that was meant for Gunn and fell to the ground hard.
Spike was out, and Buffy moved forward. The demon grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall. Closing his hand around her throat, he raised Buffy so she was eye level with him.
Its eyes were white, just white. Everything around Buffy began to blur as she struggled to breath. She felt the world go black when she suddenly felt the cool cement on her cheek.
"You OK?"
It was Gunn that had asked and offered his hand. She took it and he lifted her up. "What happened?" she asked as she rubbed her throat. She watched Gunn, who was looking over at Fred.
"She got it with the crossbow," Gunn answered while looking at Fred. "My girl's been practicing." Buffy ignored the pang of jealousy that tightened around her heart and looked down at the ground.
"Spike." She called as she dropped to her knees next to him. She wasn't really sure what to do. She shook him and kept calling his name. His eyes opened and he winced in pain.
A smile tugged at Buffy's lips as Spike muttered, "Bloody hell." Relieved that he was OK, Buffy wrapped her arms around him. His arms hesitantly hugged her back. She heard Gunn loudly clear his throat behind her.
What was she doing? Obviously Fred and Gunn can put two and two together, then they'll tell Angel about her and Spike, and now she's leading Spike on…making him think that there's hope for them.
It was just…Spike has a way of surprising someone. Buffy thought she had him pegged, and then he goes and sacrifices himself to save Gunn, who probably would have died.
She released Spike, trying her best to avoid his eyes as she stood. Buffy also tried to avoid Gunn and Fred's eyes. "Where's Wesley then?" Fred asked as Spike stood. She felt his eyes on her, and she glanced back.
Her eyes told him to drop it as she slightly nodded her head to Gunn and Fred. Spike sighed and looked away from her. "Probably around here I guess." Buffy replied.
"Not around here," Spike told them as he walked around and sniffed every now and again. "Can't smell the bloke anywhere. He ain't here."
"Then where is he?" Gunn asked.
~*~
Another hard smack across his face caused Wesley to stir. His hand immediately went up to his throat. The bandage was still there, as well as the pain. There was new pain though, coming from a new origin.
Wesley's hand traveled farther up his face. On the way, he felt warm moisture. Blood, coming from a serious gash on his forehead. There was a great deal of bleeding. A towel suddenly landed in his lap accompanied by a voice.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're a difficult man to wake?"
Wesley shot up form where he lay and saw the speaker. Holtz. He came out of the portal and knocked Wesley out. It was all coming back to him. "Holtz." Wesley muttered. The tiny man smiled.
"Hello Mr. Wyndam-Pryce," he said with a polite smile. "How are you feeling?"
"Like someone hit me in the head…Oh, wait, that is what happened," Wesley replied with a raspy whisper. "How did you get back here, Holtz?"
"You'll find out soon enough," Holtz told him as he began to back away to the exit of the room they were in. "I can't give everything away to the first person to arrive at the party.
"You won't be alone for long." Holtz told Wesley before leaving the room.
~*~
"Am I the only one noticing the little…thing between Buffy and Spike?" Fred asked Gunn. They walked a few paces behind the two, and were able to whisper to each other as they searched for Wesley.
Gunn shook his head. "There's definitely something there," He confirmed. "Buffy's got a serious case of Necrophilia." Fred smacked his arm hard at his joke. "We shouldn't be joking, Charles," she told him. "We just concentrate on finding Wesley."
Gunn sighed. Everything came back to Wes for her, didn't it? He felt Fred's fingers lace together with his. He didn't feel like holding her hand right now, though. Gunn dropped her hand and switched his ax from right hand to left.
"What's the matter?" Fred whispered, clearly offended by his gesture. Gunn looked down at her. "We should be focusing on Wesley." He replied bitterly. She sighed and crossed her arms over her chest.
He noticed that Fred moved slightly to the left, so she wouldn't touch him at all. Mission accomplished. Buffy and Spike stopped ahead of them and Gunn walked up next to them. "You sense something?" Gunn asked Spike.
The vampire nodded. "Blood," he whispered. "I'm gonna go check it out." "Not alone." Buffy said suddenly. She turned back and looked at Fred and Gunn. "Wait here," she told them quietly. "If we're not back in fifteen minutes, go get help and come back here."
Gunn nodded as Buffy and Spike ran forward. "Watch your backs!" he called after them. He turned to find Fred watching him. With a heavy sigh, he leaned against the wall…praying for Buffy and Spike to get back or that the fifteen minutes would be up and he could kick the shit out of something.
~*~
"You're looking for Angel?"
"Who are you, his secretary?" Faith asked Lorne. The ex host furrowed his brow as he folded his arms over his chest. "Nah, not all the time," Lorne replied. "Right now I'm kinda wondering why you came to Sunnydale when you know that Angel lives in L.A."
"Big guy at your office said he came down here," Faith remarked with a smile. "You know? Tall, dark, and kinda stupid…but hell he was easy on the eyes. Also said there's this big bad."
"Well, Groo was right about that." Lorne muttered.
"Where is he, then?" Faith asked. Lorne shrugged as he sat down at the round table and opened the book he picked up. "Beats me. Something big's already in motion, though."
"I know," she said, which caused Lorne to look up. "Why do you think I got released?"
Lorne closed the book and eyed Faith. "Are you telling me the council released you?" Faith nodded. "Said they needed their Slayer…plus, they knew what would happen if they tried to kill me."
Lorne nodded as the back door swung open. Lorne turned and Xander walked out, freezing instantly when he saw Faith. "What the hell are you doing here?" Faith smiled at Xander.
Lorne read their auras and tried his best to hide the chuckle that was resulting from the awkwardness of the moment. "She's here to see Angel," Lorne replied. "Speak of the devil, where is Angel?"
Xander looked back at Lorne with a grave expression. His aura shifted suddenly, from embarrassing awkwardness to worry and sadness. "What happened?" Lorne asked, his tone changing with Xander's emotions.
"Angel's son is back," Xander said quietly. "Wesley's missing, and your crew's out looking for them." Lorne's mouth dropped and his eyes went wide. This was it…the thing that was in the air…the thing that Cordelia saw…the end of the world…
"Oh, and Connor's a teenager." Xander added. It was the final blow that sent Lorne spiraling down.
By – Colleen "Coll", Forker18@aol.com
Teaser: X-over with BtVS. Cordy gets a vision that sends the gang packing to Sunnydale, knowing that ShaJhan fits into it all but not sure how. Also, they get shocked when each member of the Angel Investigations gang realizes they have to deal with their past.
Genre: Angel: The Series/Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Romance/Suspense/Action
Pairing: Gunn/Fred, Angel/Cordelia
Rating: PG-13 - R
Distribution: Sure, why not, just ask!
Spoilers: Up to Sleep Tight, and makes references to some rumors floating around on the net.
Special Thanks to: All the Forkers (Especially those @ the fanforum board! Love you guys!) and everyone @ FF.net for reviewing my fics!
1.1 Part 10
"So, Angel's son was…back?" Buffy asked as she looked back at Gunn and Fred. They nodded in response, and she figured that's all she was going to get from the two people out of Angel's gang that she never knew about.
Buffy understood that they didn't want to talk about it. Connor was a part of all of their lives for a while; at least that's what Buffy figured.
Spike held his hand out in front of Buffy. Gunn and Fred stopped as well, looking to Spike for an explanation. "What's up?" Gunn asked as he raised his ax.
"It smells like that thing in the magic store," Spike told them. "It's gettin closer."
Buffy watched as Gunn pushed Fred behind him. Her mind drifted elsewhere. To the place where she watched the little things that the couple did: the way Gunn protected her, the way Fred had the ability to calm Gunn down with one touch, and the way they looked at each other.
Like there was no one else in the room.
"Buffy!"
She looked up when Spike's voice called out her name. A demon that towered over them all was lunging forward. The stench was a mix of dead things and a sewer. It's gray-blue skin looked like slimy scales and its face was covered in spikes.
And it knocked Buffy off of her feet.
Spike was there though, lunging forward in full vamp mode with Gunn right behind him. Buffy felt hands on her shoulders. Fred was crouching down next to her, helping Buffy up.
"Get back." Buffy told her as she ran forward. The demon threw Spike into her though and she was back on the ground.
Gunn raised his ax high and brought it down on the demon, slicing its shoulder. It screeched in pain and stepped back away from Gunn, who was ready to strike again. The demon opened its mouth wide and shot its tongue out, knocking the ax from Gunn's hand.
The demon moved to strike, but Spike ran forward and slammed into Gunn, sending him to the ground. The vampire took the blow that was meant for Gunn and fell to the ground hard.
Spike was out, and Buffy moved forward. The demon grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall. Closing his hand around her throat, he raised Buffy so she was eye level with him.
Its eyes were white, just white. Everything around Buffy began to blur as she struggled to breath. She felt the world go black when she suddenly felt the cool cement on her cheek.
"You OK?"
It was Gunn that had asked and offered his hand. She took it and he lifted her up. "What happened?" she asked as she rubbed her throat. She watched Gunn, who was looking over at Fred.
"She got it with the crossbow," Gunn answered while looking at Fred. "My girl's been practicing." Buffy ignored the pang of jealousy that tightened around her heart and looked down at the ground.
"Spike." She called as she dropped to her knees next to him. She wasn't really sure what to do. She shook him and kept calling his name. His eyes opened and he winced in pain.
A smile tugged at Buffy's lips as Spike muttered, "Bloody hell." Relieved that he was OK, Buffy wrapped her arms around him. His arms hesitantly hugged her back. She heard Gunn loudly clear his throat behind her.
What was she doing? Obviously Fred and Gunn can put two and two together, then they'll tell Angel about her and Spike, and now she's leading Spike on…making him think that there's hope for them.
It was just…Spike has a way of surprising someone. Buffy thought she had him pegged, and then he goes and sacrifices himself to save Gunn, who probably would have died.
She released Spike, trying her best to avoid his eyes as she stood. Buffy also tried to avoid Gunn and Fred's eyes. "Where's Wesley then?" Fred asked as Spike stood. She felt his eyes on her, and she glanced back.
Her eyes told him to drop it as she slightly nodded her head to Gunn and Fred. Spike sighed and looked away from her. "Probably around here I guess." Buffy replied.
"Not around here," Spike told them as he walked around and sniffed every now and again. "Can't smell the bloke anywhere. He ain't here."
"Then where is he?" Gunn asked.
~*~
Another hard smack across his face caused Wesley to stir. His hand immediately went up to his throat. The bandage was still there, as well as the pain. There was new pain though, coming from a new origin.
Wesley's hand traveled farther up his face. On the way, he felt warm moisture. Blood, coming from a serious gash on his forehead. There was a great deal of bleeding. A towel suddenly landed in his lap accompanied by a voice.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're a difficult man to wake?"
Wesley shot up form where he lay and saw the speaker. Holtz. He came out of the portal and knocked Wesley out. It was all coming back to him. "Holtz." Wesley muttered. The tiny man smiled.
"Hello Mr. Wyndam-Pryce," he said with a polite smile. "How are you feeling?"
"Like someone hit me in the head…Oh, wait, that is what happened," Wesley replied with a raspy whisper. "How did you get back here, Holtz?"
"You'll find out soon enough," Holtz told him as he began to back away to the exit of the room they were in. "I can't give everything away to the first person to arrive at the party.
"You won't be alone for long." Holtz told Wesley before leaving the room.
~*~
"Am I the only one noticing the little…thing between Buffy and Spike?" Fred asked Gunn. They walked a few paces behind the two, and were able to whisper to each other as they searched for Wesley.
Gunn shook his head. "There's definitely something there," He confirmed. "Buffy's got a serious case of Necrophilia." Fred smacked his arm hard at his joke. "We shouldn't be joking, Charles," she told him. "We just concentrate on finding Wesley."
Gunn sighed. Everything came back to Wes for her, didn't it? He felt Fred's fingers lace together with his. He didn't feel like holding her hand right now, though. Gunn dropped her hand and switched his ax from right hand to left.
"What's the matter?" Fred whispered, clearly offended by his gesture. Gunn looked down at her. "We should be focusing on Wesley." He replied bitterly. She sighed and crossed her arms over her chest.
He noticed that Fred moved slightly to the left, so she wouldn't touch him at all. Mission accomplished. Buffy and Spike stopped ahead of them and Gunn walked up next to them. "You sense something?" Gunn asked Spike.
The vampire nodded. "Blood," he whispered. "I'm gonna go check it out." "Not alone." Buffy said suddenly. She turned back and looked at Fred and Gunn. "Wait here," she told them quietly. "If we're not back in fifteen minutes, go get help and come back here."
Gunn nodded as Buffy and Spike ran forward. "Watch your backs!" he called after them. He turned to find Fred watching him. With a heavy sigh, he leaned against the wall…praying for Buffy and Spike to get back or that the fifteen minutes would be up and he could kick the shit out of something.
~*~
"You're looking for Angel?"
"Who are you, his secretary?" Faith asked Lorne. The ex host furrowed his brow as he folded his arms over his chest. "Nah, not all the time," Lorne replied. "Right now I'm kinda wondering why you came to Sunnydale when you know that Angel lives in L.A."
"Big guy at your office said he came down here," Faith remarked with a smile. "You know? Tall, dark, and kinda stupid…but hell he was easy on the eyes. Also said there's this big bad."
"Well, Groo was right about that." Lorne muttered.
"Where is he, then?" Faith asked. Lorne shrugged as he sat down at the round table and opened the book he picked up. "Beats me. Something big's already in motion, though."
"I know," she said, which caused Lorne to look up. "Why do you think I got released?"
Lorne closed the book and eyed Faith. "Are you telling me the council released you?" Faith nodded. "Said they needed their Slayer…plus, they knew what would happen if they tried to kill me."
Lorne nodded as the back door swung open. Lorne turned and Xander walked out, freezing instantly when he saw Faith. "What the hell are you doing here?" Faith smiled at Xander.
Lorne read their auras and tried his best to hide the chuckle that was resulting from the awkwardness of the moment. "She's here to see Angel," Lorne replied. "Speak of the devil, where is Angel?"
Xander looked back at Lorne with a grave expression. His aura shifted suddenly, from embarrassing awkwardness to worry and sadness. "What happened?" Lorne asked, his tone changing with Xander's emotions.
"Angel's son is back," Xander said quietly. "Wesley's missing, and your crew's out looking for them." Lorne's mouth dropped and his eyes went wide. This was it…the thing that was in the air…the thing that Cordelia saw…the end of the world…
"Oh, and Connor's a teenager." Xander added. It was the final blow that sent Lorne spiraling down.