Correction: I'm reposting this chapter due to a review I received. I'm
not really up on the whole AtS thing, so I'm writing what I do know of it.
I don't follow it religiously (like I do Buffy *haha*), so I didn't see
that episode, "Birthday." Thanks for the correcting me Tigerwolf! =)
So you guys don't get confused, here's a little explanation of this chapter. Of course, AtS had it's season premiere last Sunday. Cordelia's gone, Connor's been thrown out of Angel's place, and Angel's recovering. For the means of this story, I've fast-forwarded AtS so that Cordy's been found, Connor's been forgiven, and Angel is all better. But (big BUT) Cordy and Angel haven't discussed "feelings" yet. =) Happy reading.
Chapter 4: Long, Lost... Friends?
Willow sat in her room, meditating. She was trying to figure out what this new evil was. Through the earth she went, through roots and hidden tunnels that the "ordinary" person could not see. There was nothing, nothing at all. Only the Hellmouth, a deep blaze of fire that she did not dare enter. She could only see that it was getting bigger every moment, which meant that it would be surfacing soon.
"Willow?" Dawn said, bursting into her room. Noticing that Willow was in a state of meditation, she said, "Oh! Sorry! I'll come back later!" She backed out of the doorway and began to shut the door.
Willow opened her eyes and calmly said, "No, come in Dawn. I was just trying to see if I could get any clues to what this thing is."
Dawn slowly walked into the room. "No luck?" she asked, a touch of hope in her voice.
Willow shook her head and said sadly, "None. But I'll keep trying." Her gaze shifted to the window. "I kinda do wish Giles was here to help out."
"You and the rest of us," Dawn added. "I kind of wish the gang was all together too. I bet you we'd get more done."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Noon in LA. Angel sat in his office at the Hyperion. Since he's been back, there have been no calls for help. None whatsoever. It was weird, this was LA- there's always something going on.
"Coffee?" Cordelia offered as she entered his office.
He shook his head.
"What's bothering you?" she asked, sitting down at the edge of his desk. She was concerned. Angel was more broody than usual these days. "I can tell something's up."
He sighed. "That's just it, Cordy. Nothing's up. LA has been quiet. There haven't been any calls. Not since I've been back," he said. The a thought came to his mind and he asked, "Have you had any visions lately?"
She thought for a moment. No, she hasn't had any since they've found her. "No. I just thought the Powers were giving me a vacation since I've been stuck in Limbo for three months," she told him.
"That's exactly what I'm saying. Nothing's been happening, so that means something is getting ready to happen," he said, then catching himself. "Wait, did that make any sense?"
"I know exactly what you're saying. It's not normal for there to be no abnormal things going on. And now that I think about it, it's kind of weird to *not* be having any visions," Cordy told him. A thought popped into her head just then. "Hey, do you think they baddies are actually scared because now there's you and Connor?"
Angel looked at Cordelia with a "you've got to be kidding" look.
"Hey, it's just a thought. I mean think about it-" Cordelia fell silent, and looked like she was staring into nothingness.
Angel stood up from his seat. She was having a vision, and not to be selfish, he was actually relieved.
It only lasted for a couple of seconds. When she snapped out of her trance- like state, her eyes were wide with surprise... and confusion?
"What is it Cordy?" Angel asked, now apparently concerned.
"I... Wow..." was her answer. "Something's *gotta* be wrong if I saw that."
"What did you see?"
She sat up and looked at Angel. "I saw Sunnydale. I saw Willow, Buffy, and Xander. Then I saw Spike. I don't know what *he's* doing there. Then there was this girl, always with Buffy and Willow and Xander. I don't know who she is. There was Anya too. She's not human either, she's... a demon," she explained. "Something's wrong. It's weird. I felt it amongst everyone. They had this whole vibe thing going."
Angel was confused. Sunnydale? He hasn't been there since... He hasn't seen Buffy since...
"I know that look, Angel. You're getting that 'Oh my god, Buffy's in trouble,' look. But let me tell you, that whole vibe I was feeling from everyone? They're *all* in trouble," she said.
"What is *Spike* doing there?" Angel asked, confused.
Cordelia shrugged. "Beats the hell out of me." Then she asked, "So what are we gonna do?"
Angel really didn't want to go back to Sunnydale. There were too many memories. Too many things happened there that he didn't want to remember. But something was going to happen. Cordelia wouldn't have had a vision about it if it wasn't important.
He got up and started walking to the door. "Round everyone up. We're going back to Sunnydale."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Saturday. So boring. It was raining.
Buffy sat in her bed, just looking out of the window. She didn't know what to think of Spike anymore. He turned into such a pitiful sight. A couple days had already passed since she went to see him in the basement, and she couldn't stop thinking about his state. She wondered if Angel was like this when he got his soul back for the first time.
How long could she keep Spike's soul a secret from the rest of them? Should she even keep it a secret? It was obvious to everyone that Spike was definitely on the loopy side. Well, except for Willow. She hasn't seen Spike yet, but she heard the stories from Xander and Dawn.
She rolled herself out of bed and decided to take a shower.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"I can't help it. It feels so exciting to be going somewhere else," Fred announced on the car ride to Sunnydale.
"Father, what is this place... Sunnydale?" Connor asked, inquisitive as ever.
"It's Cordelia's hometown," Angel said, looking over at Cordelia, obviously telling her to do the explaining.
She got the drift and said, "Well, Connor, it's like this. It's where I grew up. It also happens to be where the Hellmouth is. You think weird things happen in LA? It's nothing compared to what goes on in Sunnydale."
Gunn was less than happy at that remark. "Great, more evil demon dudes?"
Silence from both Cordelia and Angel.
"And I take that as a 'yes'," Gunn said.
"So... Who are the rest of the people you saw in your vision, Cordy?" Fred asked, changing the topic, noticing that there was just a bit of tension.
"Friends... Well, they used to be. I haven't seen them since... Graduation. Actually, you've met Willow. She's the one who..."
"Brought the news about Buffy's death," Angel finished solemnly.
Fred remembered the redhead who sat in the lobby of the Hyperion. She was holding a tissue in her hand, and had a solemn look on her face. Her eyes were full of tears. Angel and Cordelia knew who she was right away, and they knew something had to have happened to Buffy.
"The Slayer, right father?" Connor said.
"Yes, the Slayer," Angel answered his son. His memories drifted to Buffy, whom he saw just days after her return from the dead. That meeting was... interesting. She was so distant, so unwilling to share anything with him.
"You never told us what happened when you went to see her," Gunn stated.
"Hey- yeah!" Cordelia exclaimed, playfully slapping his arm.
"I told you guys. I don't want to talk about it," Angel said quickly. These guys were sure nosy.
Cordelia gave him a look and said, "We're going to see her, and it's eventually going to come out. Why don't you just tell us now?"
"No. End of discussion. Hey look, the exit's coming up," he said as he saw the sign saying, "Sunnydale: 4 miles."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Ewww! That's so disgusting! Tell me why I agreed to let Xander rent this video?" Dawn squealed as she covered her eyes from the television set.
Saturday night. Buffy, Dawn, Willow, and Xander were in the Summers' home having a movie night. Xander's movie pick was the cult classic, "Silence of the Lambs." They were nearing the end of the movie where Hannibal peels the cop's face off and wears it as a mask.
"Dawn, you've seen more disgusting things than that. This should be a breeze to watch," Xander said.
Willow's face wasn't too happy as she watched the movie either. "This isn't the movie I need to be watching," was her comment.
"And this pizza doesn't look so appetizing anymore," Buffy said, eyeing the slice on the plate sitting on her lap.
"See what I mean?" Dawn said. "We should've rented my first choice."
"'The Wedding Planner' isn't exactly the movie I feel like watching," Xander retorted.
"It would be more enjoyable right now to be watching Spike ramble on about crazy things..." Buffy mumbled incoherently.
"Huh?" the other three asked in unison.
A knock on the door interrupted their discussion.
"I got it," Buffy said, standing up. She didn't want to have to repeat her last comment. She walked over to the door and turned the knob.
Who she saw standing there was the last person she expected to see... ever again.
"Angel," she said, her voice full of disbelief.
The three in the living room heard her, and shot their glances towards the door.
Then Buffy's expression hardened and she asked, her eyes squinted a little, "What are you doing here?"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
To be continued...
Not much of an interesting chapter, I know. I needed a chapter to incorporate the AtS characters in the mix, and this was the only way I could think of. But I do think that the chapter was a bit humorous. Who knows, maybe we'll find out what exactly happened between Buffy and Angel when the met up last season. Keep reading, since now everybody (well just about everybody...) is here, things will definitely get interesting. So R&R! =)
So you guys don't get confused, here's a little explanation of this chapter. Of course, AtS had it's season premiere last Sunday. Cordelia's gone, Connor's been thrown out of Angel's place, and Angel's recovering. For the means of this story, I've fast-forwarded AtS so that Cordy's been found, Connor's been forgiven, and Angel is all better. But (big BUT) Cordy and Angel haven't discussed "feelings" yet. =) Happy reading.
Chapter 4: Long, Lost... Friends?
Willow sat in her room, meditating. She was trying to figure out what this new evil was. Through the earth she went, through roots and hidden tunnels that the "ordinary" person could not see. There was nothing, nothing at all. Only the Hellmouth, a deep blaze of fire that she did not dare enter. She could only see that it was getting bigger every moment, which meant that it would be surfacing soon.
"Willow?" Dawn said, bursting into her room. Noticing that Willow was in a state of meditation, she said, "Oh! Sorry! I'll come back later!" She backed out of the doorway and began to shut the door.
Willow opened her eyes and calmly said, "No, come in Dawn. I was just trying to see if I could get any clues to what this thing is."
Dawn slowly walked into the room. "No luck?" she asked, a touch of hope in her voice.
Willow shook her head and said sadly, "None. But I'll keep trying." Her gaze shifted to the window. "I kinda do wish Giles was here to help out."
"You and the rest of us," Dawn added. "I kind of wish the gang was all together too. I bet you we'd get more done."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Noon in LA. Angel sat in his office at the Hyperion. Since he's been back, there have been no calls for help. None whatsoever. It was weird, this was LA- there's always something going on.
"Coffee?" Cordelia offered as she entered his office.
He shook his head.
"What's bothering you?" she asked, sitting down at the edge of his desk. She was concerned. Angel was more broody than usual these days. "I can tell something's up."
He sighed. "That's just it, Cordy. Nothing's up. LA has been quiet. There haven't been any calls. Not since I've been back," he said. The a thought came to his mind and he asked, "Have you had any visions lately?"
She thought for a moment. No, she hasn't had any since they've found her. "No. I just thought the Powers were giving me a vacation since I've been stuck in Limbo for three months," she told him.
"That's exactly what I'm saying. Nothing's been happening, so that means something is getting ready to happen," he said, then catching himself. "Wait, did that make any sense?"
"I know exactly what you're saying. It's not normal for there to be no abnormal things going on. And now that I think about it, it's kind of weird to *not* be having any visions," Cordy told him. A thought popped into her head just then. "Hey, do you think they baddies are actually scared because now there's you and Connor?"
Angel looked at Cordelia with a "you've got to be kidding" look.
"Hey, it's just a thought. I mean think about it-" Cordelia fell silent, and looked like she was staring into nothingness.
Angel stood up from his seat. She was having a vision, and not to be selfish, he was actually relieved.
It only lasted for a couple of seconds. When she snapped out of her trance- like state, her eyes were wide with surprise... and confusion?
"What is it Cordy?" Angel asked, now apparently concerned.
"I... Wow..." was her answer. "Something's *gotta* be wrong if I saw that."
"What did you see?"
She sat up and looked at Angel. "I saw Sunnydale. I saw Willow, Buffy, and Xander. Then I saw Spike. I don't know what *he's* doing there. Then there was this girl, always with Buffy and Willow and Xander. I don't know who she is. There was Anya too. She's not human either, she's... a demon," she explained. "Something's wrong. It's weird. I felt it amongst everyone. They had this whole vibe thing going."
Angel was confused. Sunnydale? He hasn't been there since... He hasn't seen Buffy since...
"I know that look, Angel. You're getting that 'Oh my god, Buffy's in trouble,' look. But let me tell you, that whole vibe I was feeling from everyone? They're *all* in trouble," she said.
"What is *Spike* doing there?" Angel asked, confused.
Cordelia shrugged. "Beats the hell out of me." Then she asked, "So what are we gonna do?"
Angel really didn't want to go back to Sunnydale. There were too many memories. Too many things happened there that he didn't want to remember. But something was going to happen. Cordelia wouldn't have had a vision about it if it wasn't important.
He got up and started walking to the door. "Round everyone up. We're going back to Sunnydale."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Saturday. So boring. It was raining.
Buffy sat in her bed, just looking out of the window. She didn't know what to think of Spike anymore. He turned into such a pitiful sight. A couple days had already passed since she went to see him in the basement, and she couldn't stop thinking about his state. She wondered if Angel was like this when he got his soul back for the first time.
How long could she keep Spike's soul a secret from the rest of them? Should she even keep it a secret? It was obvious to everyone that Spike was definitely on the loopy side. Well, except for Willow. She hasn't seen Spike yet, but she heard the stories from Xander and Dawn.
She rolled herself out of bed and decided to take a shower.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"I can't help it. It feels so exciting to be going somewhere else," Fred announced on the car ride to Sunnydale.
"Father, what is this place... Sunnydale?" Connor asked, inquisitive as ever.
"It's Cordelia's hometown," Angel said, looking over at Cordelia, obviously telling her to do the explaining.
She got the drift and said, "Well, Connor, it's like this. It's where I grew up. It also happens to be where the Hellmouth is. You think weird things happen in LA? It's nothing compared to what goes on in Sunnydale."
Gunn was less than happy at that remark. "Great, more evil demon dudes?"
Silence from both Cordelia and Angel.
"And I take that as a 'yes'," Gunn said.
"So... Who are the rest of the people you saw in your vision, Cordy?" Fred asked, changing the topic, noticing that there was just a bit of tension.
"Friends... Well, they used to be. I haven't seen them since... Graduation. Actually, you've met Willow. She's the one who..."
"Brought the news about Buffy's death," Angel finished solemnly.
Fred remembered the redhead who sat in the lobby of the Hyperion. She was holding a tissue in her hand, and had a solemn look on her face. Her eyes were full of tears. Angel and Cordelia knew who she was right away, and they knew something had to have happened to Buffy.
"The Slayer, right father?" Connor said.
"Yes, the Slayer," Angel answered his son. His memories drifted to Buffy, whom he saw just days after her return from the dead. That meeting was... interesting. She was so distant, so unwilling to share anything with him.
"You never told us what happened when you went to see her," Gunn stated.
"Hey- yeah!" Cordelia exclaimed, playfully slapping his arm.
"I told you guys. I don't want to talk about it," Angel said quickly. These guys were sure nosy.
Cordelia gave him a look and said, "We're going to see her, and it's eventually going to come out. Why don't you just tell us now?"
"No. End of discussion. Hey look, the exit's coming up," he said as he saw the sign saying, "Sunnydale: 4 miles."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Ewww! That's so disgusting! Tell me why I agreed to let Xander rent this video?" Dawn squealed as she covered her eyes from the television set.
Saturday night. Buffy, Dawn, Willow, and Xander were in the Summers' home having a movie night. Xander's movie pick was the cult classic, "Silence of the Lambs." They were nearing the end of the movie where Hannibal peels the cop's face off and wears it as a mask.
"Dawn, you've seen more disgusting things than that. This should be a breeze to watch," Xander said.
Willow's face wasn't too happy as she watched the movie either. "This isn't the movie I need to be watching," was her comment.
"And this pizza doesn't look so appetizing anymore," Buffy said, eyeing the slice on the plate sitting on her lap.
"See what I mean?" Dawn said. "We should've rented my first choice."
"'The Wedding Planner' isn't exactly the movie I feel like watching," Xander retorted.
"It would be more enjoyable right now to be watching Spike ramble on about crazy things..." Buffy mumbled incoherently.
"Huh?" the other three asked in unison.
A knock on the door interrupted their discussion.
"I got it," Buffy said, standing up. She didn't want to have to repeat her last comment. She walked over to the door and turned the knob.
Who she saw standing there was the last person she expected to see... ever again.
"Angel," she said, her voice full of disbelief.
The three in the living room heard her, and shot their glances towards the door.
Then Buffy's expression hardened and she asked, her eyes squinted a little, "What are you doing here?"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
To be continued...
Not much of an interesting chapter, I know. I needed a chapter to incorporate the AtS characters in the mix, and this was the only way I could think of. But I do think that the chapter was a bit humorous. Who knows, maybe we'll find out what exactly happened between Buffy and Angel when the met up last season. Keep reading, since now everybody (well just about everybody...) is here, things will definitely get interesting. So R&R! =)