"I can't believe I let you talk me into this." Angel said to Cordy while he
was driving towards Sunnydale.
"Oh come on. Don't be such a baby. You know you want to go see her. But you just needed someone to push you into going to see her, or you wouldn't have gone at all."
Angel knew she was right. He wanted to see Buffy, to finally see how the sun shone on her beautiful golden locks, to be able to touch her, to smell her sweet vanilla scent again. God he really wanted to see her. But what would her reaction be? They hadn't spoken or seen each other in 5 years.
"Stop brooding! Geese! It will be ok. Like I said before: You'll see each other again and live happily ever after. So there's nothing to brood about!"
"I wish it was that simple Cordy. But it's not."
"I don't care but your brooding is affecting my good mood.", the former May Queen said.
They drove the rest of the way in silence.
*****
Buffy was walking towards the supermarket. Willow needed some groceries and she offered to get them for her. She was dressed in a simple sundress, and had put on some black sunglasses hoping not to be recognized.
But it obvious it wasn't enough, because soon she had a little group of four fans stalking her.
"Oh why didn't I also put on a wig?", she muttered under her breath. She was really enjoying her free time and so far, with no fans and media.
"Isn't that Buffy?", a girl with blond hair whispered softly behind her back. Although Buffy could still hear her, because she still had her slayer hearing.
"Yeah I think so", another whispered back.
Buffy chuckled and turned around to meet her fans. "Hi! You were right, I'm Buffy!", she gave them one of her beautiful smiles.
"H-hi!", the blond smiled back. "Could we..maybe have your autograph?"
"Sure!", although she was free, she couldn't refuse them. And she loved signing autographs.
The four girls smiled happily and pulled out their pens and paper.
"So how do you come up with such great lyrics for all your songs?", the shortest of the group, a redheaded girl with green eyes asked Buffy. "They are really beautiful and so touching."
"Let's just say that the lyrics come from my own experiences." Buffy answered.
She talked for awhile with the four girls, but eventually had to say goodbye because she still needed to go to the supermarket. Luckily for her, more people didn't recognize her, so she could go through her shopping list in peace.
When she was walking back to Willow's house, she suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her belly, one she hadn't felt in years. It was one of those feelings she only got when he was near. But he couldn't be.
She stood still, frozen to the spot, slowly turning around and looking across the street, right into a pair of chocolate brown eyes, that were looking right into hers.
******
When Angel and Cordy drove through Sunnydale, it was as if he got hit by a flood of memories. Memories of him and Buffy. He remembered when she'd moved to Sunnydale and he'd follow her everywhere, until one night she felt him. She let him to an alley and he fell right into her trap. She knocked him to the ground and demanded why he was following her
//"Ah, heh. Is there a problem, ma'am?"
"Yeah, there's a problem. Why are you following me?"
"I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, I don't bite."//
She was so young and innocent back then. If he hadn't met her, he would have never learned to love and to be loved. She made him see that he wasn't a monster, a demon. Before her, he thought he was nothing, she made him a person. She made him to what he was today. And he loved her for that. More memories came washing over him. Kissing in the graveyard when they were supposed to be patrolling, fighting together, the night over her 17th birthday.
The only night he felt utterly and completely happy. He was inside her losing him self in her warmth, smelling her sweet vanilla scent, touching her soft skin. It was as if he and Buffy were two parts of one soul, two parts that were finally united after so much time. He felt as if his soul couldn't be complete without her. She'd let out soft moans from time to time, slowly approaching her climax. Moving her hands up and down his back, her hips urging him to go faster. Together they flew on the wings of love. That night he experienced True Happiness. It was the most perfect night of his entire life.
"Finally. I thought we would never get to this place" Cordelia suddenly said, snapping Angel out of his memories of Buffy. They'd reached his old mansion were they would be staying while they were in Sunnydale. He parked his convertible up front. Cordelia was the first to step out of the car, while Angel was staring of into space, returned to memories of Buffy once more.
Cordelia saw this and rolled her eyes in annoyance. Ever since they passed the 'Welcome to Sunnydale' sign moments a go, he'd been brooding about Buffy. She slammed the car door shut, to get him out of his 'trance,' which worked. "You aren't gonna sit there all day starring of into space, now come on. These new shoes are killing me" And with that the brunette walked away heading towards the entrance of Angel's old mansion.
Angel sighed when he got out of the car. He followed Cordelia and opened the door for her.
Once inside, the flood of memories came back again.
He looked at the shattered coffee table, Buffy had smashed hit with her leg when she reached full orgasm while he was drinking her. He'd almost killed her that night.
His eyes wandered through the rest of the room. Every piece of furniture was covered with white sheets, it smelled musty and the whole place was covered with dust.
"Geez, if we want to stay here for a couple of days, we need to clean this mess first." Cordelia walked to the couch, removing the sheet that was covering it. She did the same for other furniture. Angel just stood there, not moving. "Hey, I can use some help here. This is your place after all."
Angel looked at her with an apologic look in his eyes. "I'm sorry Cordy, it's just that this place holds a lot of memories and I-"
He was interrupted by Cordelia. "You know what? Why don't you got to the supermarket to buy us some food? I'm really hungry and you'll be away from this place for a while." She gave him a smile and he grinned back.
"Thanks Cord. So what do you want to eat?"
"You now how I love your spaghetti. That would be really great. While you're gone, I'll go and play the cleaning lady. God nobody has been here for years! Look at this mess. Couldn't you just hire someone who, from time to time, could clean this place?"
Angel chuckled. "Have fun cleaning. I'll be back in half an hour." He walked out of the mansion, heading towards the Sunnydale supermarket.
******
He was just about the walk around the corner to the supermarket, when suddenly he got an old familiar sensation in his belly.
Not really paying attention to it he walked around the corner, were he stood frozen in shock, not really believing what he was seeing.
Buffy.
He saw her tense, slowly turning around.
Her green orbs were looking into his.
Neither one of them believing that the other was really standing there.
"Oh come on. Don't be such a baby. You know you want to go see her. But you just needed someone to push you into going to see her, or you wouldn't have gone at all."
Angel knew she was right. He wanted to see Buffy, to finally see how the sun shone on her beautiful golden locks, to be able to touch her, to smell her sweet vanilla scent again. God he really wanted to see her. But what would her reaction be? They hadn't spoken or seen each other in 5 years.
"Stop brooding! Geese! It will be ok. Like I said before: You'll see each other again and live happily ever after. So there's nothing to brood about!"
"I wish it was that simple Cordy. But it's not."
"I don't care but your brooding is affecting my good mood.", the former May Queen said.
They drove the rest of the way in silence.
*****
Buffy was walking towards the supermarket. Willow needed some groceries and she offered to get them for her. She was dressed in a simple sundress, and had put on some black sunglasses hoping not to be recognized.
But it obvious it wasn't enough, because soon she had a little group of four fans stalking her.
"Oh why didn't I also put on a wig?", she muttered under her breath. She was really enjoying her free time and so far, with no fans and media.
"Isn't that Buffy?", a girl with blond hair whispered softly behind her back. Although Buffy could still hear her, because she still had her slayer hearing.
"Yeah I think so", another whispered back.
Buffy chuckled and turned around to meet her fans. "Hi! You were right, I'm Buffy!", she gave them one of her beautiful smiles.
"H-hi!", the blond smiled back. "Could we..maybe have your autograph?"
"Sure!", although she was free, she couldn't refuse them. And she loved signing autographs.
The four girls smiled happily and pulled out their pens and paper.
"So how do you come up with such great lyrics for all your songs?", the shortest of the group, a redheaded girl with green eyes asked Buffy. "They are really beautiful and so touching."
"Let's just say that the lyrics come from my own experiences." Buffy answered.
She talked for awhile with the four girls, but eventually had to say goodbye because she still needed to go to the supermarket. Luckily for her, more people didn't recognize her, so she could go through her shopping list in peace.
When she was walking back to Willow's house, she suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her belly, one she hadn't felt in years. It was one of those feelings she only got when he was near. But he couldn't be.
She stood still, frozen to the spot, slowly turning around and looking across the street, right into a pair of chocolate brown eyes, that were looking right into hers.
******
When Angel and Cordy drove through Sunnydale, it was as if he got hit by a flood of memories. Memories of him and Buffy. He remembered when she'd moved to Sunnydale and he'd follow her everywhere, until one night she felt him. She let him to an alley and he fell right into her trap. She knocked him to the ground and demanded why he was following her
//"Ah, heh. Is there a problem, ma'am?"
"Yeah, there's a problem. Why are you following me?"
"I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, I don't bite."//
She was so young and innocent back then. If he hadn't met her, he would have never learned to love and to be loved. She made him see that he wasn't a monster, a demon. Before her, he thought he was nothing, she made him a person. She made him to what he was today. And he loved her for that. More memories came washing over him. Kissing in the graveyard when they were supposed to be patrolling, fighting together, the night over her 17th birthday.
The only night he felt utterly and completely happy. He was inside her losing him self in her warmth, smelling her sweet vanilla scent, touching her soft skin. It was as if he and Buffy were two parts of one soul, two parts that were finally united after so much time. He felt as if his soul couldn't be complete without her. She'd let out soft moans from time to time, slowly approaching her climax. Moving her hands up and down his back, her hips urging him to go faster. Together they flew on the wings of love. That night he experienced True Happiness. It was the most perfect night of his entire life.
"Finally. I thought we would never get to this place" Cordelia suddenly said, snapping Angel out of his memories of Buffy. They'd reached his old mansion were they would be staying while they were in Sunnydale. He parked his convertible up front. Cordelia was the first to step out of the car, while Angel was staring of into space, returned to memories of Buffy once more.
Cordelia saw this and rolled her eyes in annoyance. Ever since they passed the 'Welcome to Sunnydale' sign moments a go, he'd been brooding about Buffy. She slammed the car door shut, to get him out of his 'trance,' which worked. "You aren't gonna sit there all day starring of into space, now come on. These new shoes are killing me" And with that the brunette walked away heading towards the entrance of Angel's old mansion.
Angel sighed when he got out of the car. He followed Cordelia and opened the door for her.
Once inside, the flood of memories came back again.
He looked at the shattered coffee table, Buffy had smashed hit with her leg when she reached full orgasm while he was drinking her. He'd almost killed her that night.
His eyes wandered through the rest of the room. Every piece of furniture was covered with white sheets, it smelled musty and the whole place was covered with dust.
"Geez, if we want to stay here for a couple of days, we need to clean this mess first." Cordelia walked to the couch, removing the sheet that was covering it. She did the same for other furniture. Angel just stood there, not moving. "Hey, I can use some help here. This is your place after all."
Angel looked at her with an apologic look in his eyes. "I'm sorry Cordy, it's just that this place holds a lot of memories and I-"
He was interrupted by Cordelia. "You know what? Why don't you got to the supermarket to buy us some food? I'm really hungry and you'll be away from this place for a while." She gave him a smile and he grinned back.
"Thanks Cord. So what do you want to eat?"
"You now how I love your spaghetti. That would be really great. While you're gone, I'll go and play the cleaning lady. God nobody has been here for years! Look at this mess. Couldn't you just hire someone who, from time to time, could clean this place?"
Angel chuckled. "Have fun cleaning. I'll be back in half an hour." He walked out of the mansion, heading towards the Sunnydale supermarket.
******
He was just about the walk around the corner to the supermarket, when suddenly he got an old familiar sensation in his belly.
Not really paying attention to it he walked around the corner, were he stood frozen in shock, not really believing what he was seeing.
Buffy.
He saw her tense, slowly turning around.
Her green orbs were looking into his.
Neither one of them believing that the other was really standing there.
