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PART SIX
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She ran though the streets, tears running down her face. She was still half in shock for what had happened. One moment she was walking back with Cordy to her car, the next they were attacked by vampires. They'd knocked Cordelia over, and had kidnapped her. She didn't even know if Cordy had made it out all right.
'Hey!' someone called after her.
Victoria looked behind her, seeing a young man, about 27 years old.
'Are you okay?' he asked.
Victoria quickly wiped away her tears with her sleeve. 'Yeah' she replied.
'Aren't you Victoria?' he then asked.
'How do you know?' she asked, intrigued. She'd never met this guy!
'I'm Angel.a friend of Buffy.So you're Giles' girl.'
'Yeah.So, everybody knows about me?'
'Well.not that much people. And there's that picture Giles' keeps in the library.What happened?'
'I.I. Some guy was bothering me, so I ran.'
'I thought you and the Scoobies were at the Bronze tonight?'
'I.we were. But I wanted to go home.'
'I'll walk you there.' Angel offered. Victoria gratefully accepted. She'd never heard Giles mention 'Angel', but then again, he never really talked to her about Cordy or Buffy of the others either. He seemed like a nice guy too. But there was something about him, she could feel it. Angel didn't really say much during the walk, nor did Vicky. She didn't feel like talking. They passed the cemetery, then she suddenly stopped.
'What's wrong?' Angel asked her, slightly worried due to the proximity to the graveyard.
'You're one of them.' Victoria said, taking some steps backwards, ready to run again. Angel just gave her a non- understanding look.
'You're a vampire' she said, but didn't ran. Something inside of her told her he was different. Angel came closer.
'Yes... But...'
'You're different...You... You have a soul' she said, and by that surprised even herself. She ran her hand over his face, 'You won't hurt me'
'How did you know that'
'I don't... I just do...'
Angel had no idea what was going on, and he could see the confusion written on the girl's face. If she was Giles' daughter, she was probably destined to be a watcher, but she was gifted too.
'I'll walk you home...'
That was the last thing they said during the walk. Both didn't know what to say. Vicky was still under shock from what had happened, meaning the abduction and the perception she'd just made about Angel and his soul. She didn't know how she'd known it... she just...felt it.
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At Giles' place they found Cordelia, being comforted by Xander, and the rest of the Scoobies. Giles was once more engulfed in his fat books, trying to find out something more, but the description Cordy had given him had been vague and he was still lost for words.
'Dad?' A little voice asked as she entered the apartment, running up to the man she called father, hugging him tightly.
'Vicky!' Giles called, hugging her back, tears forming in his eyes.
Cordelia son stood up, ready to hug her new friend.
'Cordy, you're all right!'Victoria said as she saw Cordelia standing in the room, 'I though they killed you!'
Cordelia smiled, 'I'm fine...What about you?' she asked as she ran her hand through the girl's hair, getting stuck in some dried blood.
'I'm fine... '
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Buffy had noticed Angel coming in, as one of the few. She quickly walked up to her friend, grabbing him by the hand in a little display of affection, which she hoped would go unnoticed by the others.
'I found her out on the streets...' Angel explained, 'I took her home'
Buffy smiled. Even though he was shy and silent, he had a heart of gold, even though it didn't beat.
'Buffy... there's something about her...' he said as he took her apart, 'She knew I was a vampire...'
'Maybe someone told her about you'
'No... she'd never heard of me...she just suddenly stopped and said that I was a vampire, then that I wouldn't hurt her, 'cause I got a soul...'
'How...?'
'I don't know, and apparently she doesn't either...'
They were interrupted by Giles, who was still holding his daughter, now thanking everybody for helping him out, and that they could go now.
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Cordelia was still talking to Vicky, after she reassured Xander she was all right. Xander, Willow and Oz left, Buffy did the same, saying she'd patrol around in the area.
Angel stayed, wanting to tell Giles about his daughter's 'observation', and Cordy hung around too. Giles didn't really mind. Victoria had grown to be very fond of he snobby girl, and in the times he'd seen them together he'd seen a softer side to Cordelia, which he hadn't even seen when she was with Xander. It was like the bitchy attitude was just a mask to protect herself. And slowly he began to know the real Cordelia. Sweet, caring, and yes, from time to time still bitchy.
Angel walked up to Giles, ready to talk to him, but was cut of by Victoria.
'Dad...why did you lie to me?'
'What?'
'They are real... And you know them...him' she said, pointing at Angel
'Oh..vampires'
'Yes!'
Victoria sounded slightly agitated.
'Vicky...' Giles sighed, 'It was for your own good I didn't told you...'
'What? 'Cause mum didn't? She's dead, Rupert! Maybe if I'd known she'd still be alive now!' she shouted, then she broke down in tears...
Giles wanted to walk up to her, and comfort her, but didn't. Cordelia had done that for him. He just stood aside, and watched, just as hopeless as Angel. He heard Cordelia whisper to her, trying to soothe her. Then finally she looked up to him.
'Sorry' she said, her eyes still red from tears,'I shouldn't have said that...'
Giles walked up to her, and decided to fill her in on everything. He knew she'd find it all out, since she'd inherited her mother's diary. He urged her to sit down in the salon.
'I'd better be going now...' Cordelia said, giving Giles and Vicky a smile. Giles nodded and Cordy left.
'I... I'll walk you home' Angel said to the leaving girl, surprising everyone in the room.
'I'm here by car' Cordelia said, then added, 'But you can come along if you want to..'
Angel nodded and her, leaving father and daughter behind....
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A deep-red Chrysler raced through the streets of Sunnydale, inside a young girl, at ease behind the steeringwheel, next to her, a young handsome man, a bit pale, and obviously not feeling really relaxed. His hand was clenched on the door.
'Cordelia'
'Yeah?' she turned to look at him.
'Maybe you could...slow down a bit?' he asked, his eyes fixated on the road.
'Okay...' and she hit the brakes a bit, slowing the car down. Angel sighed in relief. Not that he'd die if they missed a turn and hit a tree. No, that wouldn't kill him, it would only hurt like hell for a while.
'Better?' she asked, providing him with her megawatt-smile. Even though it had become clear to her she'd never make a chance with him, and she didn't really want to anymore either since her encounter with his demon, but he was still cute, and handsome, and a guy... And she has never heard of a 'non-flirting'-rule when you're seeing someone.
'Yes...thank you' he said, releasing his grip on the door a bit. He paused then asked her, 'What happened tonight?'
'Well.. we went to the Bronze, and because I promised Giles I'd drop her off before midnight we left earlier. And we were walking to the parking, and then boom! Out of nothing they just appeared and took her with them. And they knocked me down! Can you believe that? That really hurt! I think it's already purple by now!'
'It'll heal' he said to comfort her, 'Have you seen them?'
'Of course I've seen them! They were vampires! Ugly, dark creatures of the night!'
He sighed. This wasn't going to help him any further.
'I...has Victoria ever mentioned anything about the murder of her mother.'
'No...just once...She didn't really wanted to talk about it...'
'What did she tell you?'
'Just that she'd died! Gee, what is this? Trivial pursuit?'
'Sorry' he said as he looked at her. He didn't mean to bother her with all these questions, but he knew something was going on... he just needed to know.
'Why are you asking me all of this anyway?' she asked, looking right into his eyes.
He hesitated now... he didn't know whether to it would be a good thing to tell her, or not... after all, this was Queen C, the one everybody envied and hated. But then again, he didn't really knew her at all. And she seemed to care about Vicky.
'It's about Victoria' he said, deciding to fill her in.
'What about her?'
'I don't...I don't really know' he admitted.
'You like her?!' she suddenly concluded, 'Oh my God! ' she said with a laugh, not even giving him a chance to explain or defend himself. 'I thought you were in love with Buffy!'
'I am' he interrupted her, 'I am...It's not like that'
'Then what?' she said, turning into a large access leading towards a beautiful, big house, pool and tenniscourt included.
This' your place?' Angel asked as he looked around the more than big estate of Cordelia's family.
'Yes...so make it quick' she said in her bitch-voice.
'She's special' he said, hoping that would clear things up.
She sighed an got out of the car, 'Yeah well, so am I' she said, closing the door, clearly missing et point.
'Cordelia!' Angel said, also stepping out
She sighed again, looking at him as she pulled her keys out of her purse.
'I mean...She's got...powers'
'What?!' she said, walking up to the door. This was getting weird, 'Angel, what do you mean?'
'Like I said, she's got powers.'
'What kind of powers?'
'I don't know, and I think she doesn't know either...I was hoping...I was hoping you'd help me figure it out' he said, looking at her, a little puppy- dog-look appeared on his face for a brief moment.
She opened the door and got inside
'Come on in' she said with a smile. He was surprised to say the least. When he'd heard Buffy and her friends babble on about what a bitch Cordelia was, and the times he'd seen the 'bitch in action' he never thought she'd let him in, help him. He never thought she'd care.
'Thanks' he said, stepping into the large hall of the Chase-residence.
'So...Where do you want to sit?' she asked, then seeing him shift uncomfortably said, 'My parents aren't at home, don't worry... they won't be home for the next two weeks.'
'Oh...sorry' he said, feeling a bit more comfortable. He didn't really like much people around. Certainly not strangers. And explaining to Cordelia's parents what he was doing there, was not exactly what he liked to do;
'It's okay, I'm used to it' she said with a little, sad, smile on her face, leading him into a more than large living room where even the smallest ornament was proof of the Chase's wealth.
'I'll be right back' she said, opening the door to what appeared to be a patio, then walked outside through a door there.
Angel went to sit down in the leather couch and looked around. On the wall in front of him was a painting of a young girl he recognised as Cordelia. On the other walls there were paintings of landscapes and reproductions of baroque paintings, mostly mythological scenes. Then he laid eyes upon a large library in the corner of the room. He'd always loved books, and since Cordelia was still absent, he walked over to the closet, having a look at the collection of the Chases. They were all old books, no doubt most of them were bought especially to please the eye, but nevertheless it was a nice collection. He let his hand run over the back of the books, resting by a volume of Baudelaire. He took the book out, and turned the pages. They were old, and turned all yellow and the scent of knowledge and muff old books filled the air. Angel ran his fingers over the words.... He's always liked Baudelaire, and respected him...
Shouting disturbed his peace. It was Cordelia, raging out for no particular reason, or so it seemed.
'Sky!' she shouted as she entered the patio again, 'patches!'
Then, only a moment later, a little puppy appeared next to him, wagging his tail happily, followed by a large golden retriever, racing into the salon.
'Patches, get out of...No!...Not the couch! Come here!' Cordelia shouted at the large dog while she entered the room again. Patches stopped, turned around and gave her an apologetic look.
'Here!' she said in a softer tone, her finger pointing towards her feet.
Angel swore that if dogs could sigh, he'd heard it then. Slowly Patches walked up to Cordelia and went to lay down in front of her.
'Good boy' she smiled as she patted him softly, her other hand looking for the puppy, who was having fun with Angel's shoelaces.
Angel smiled, who was named Sky, or something like that, was really adorable.
'Sorry about that' she said to angle, who placed the book back on the shelf, 'they've been alone all day... well, almost all day, and I don't like being alone in the house...'
'I'm here' he said
'When you're gone I mean...'
She then lifted the puppy up and walked over to the couch, sitting down as she played with the little dog. Angel followed her.
'So...About Victoria ' she said, straight to the point.
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Giles was sitting in the livingroom, alone. Vicky had gone to bed already, and he was now still downstairs, thinking over the events of that day, and the argument he and Victoria had had that evening.
'Maybe she'd been right' he thought, ' If she'd known what a vampire was, and how to kill it, maybe she would've been able to kill it...'
She'd remained silent for het rest of the evening, and he'd remained calm. He wanted to talk, but didn't really know what to say. After all, he'd also been hiding the truth...
He sighed as he stood up and took out a photo-book. He went to sit down again at the table with a cup of coffee in front of him, and started flipping thought the pages.
He sighed as he looked at the pictures of a time long ago, memories slowly filled his mind.
A tear slowly ran down his cheek as his fingers caressed an old picture. He and some of his friends at Oxford. Another sigh escaped. He'd left Oxford, wanting freedom, and adventure. Music was his life, and it was music that had brought him and Carol closer together. Both were watchers for the Council, and both felt a bit out of place in the stiff world of suits and books, even though that was his destiny, or so he was told by his father when he was only 10 years old. Now, in his 40's, destiny seemed such a...normal thing...He'd seen so much since that day his daddy told him about his future, and destiny wasn't such a wonderful and magic word anymore, even though that's what he wanted it to be when he told Buffy she couldn't walk out of it...The Slayer was who she was, it was her destiny, and she couldn't quit.
And now there was someone else too...His daughter... another destiny... Daughter of two Watchers, destined to be a watcher herself, and in a way he felt sorry for her. Carol had been teaching her without revealing the truth, or without telling her about her destiny, and he was glad for that.
Turning another page of pictures, he smiled and nipped of his drink as he let the memories pass the review.
Another tear found his way down as he looked at a picture of Vicky's mom. She'd mocked destiny just like him, and together they'd had the time of their lives. Gently he traced the lines of her face with his finger, finding himself surprised again how much Carol and their daughter looked alike.
A/N: Okay, I'm back, and boy does that feel good!! I've got a little holiday now (finally!!) so expect more soon, and pray I don't get a writers block (lol! No...I don't think so... hehe) thank you for reviews (But I like feedback!! So feed me please!!)
Greetings,
Aset
PART SIX
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She ran though the streets, tears running down her face. She was still half in shock for what had happened. One moment she was walking back with Cordy to her car, the next they were attacked by vampires. They'd knocked Cordelia over, and had kidnapped her. She didn't even know if Cordy had made it out all right.
'Hey!' someone called after her.
Victoria looked behind her, seeing a young man, about 27 years old.
'Are you okay?' he asked.
Victoria quickly wiped away her tears with her sleeve. 'Yeah' she replied.
'Aren't you Victoria?' he then asked.
'How do you know?' she asked, intrigued. She'd never met this guy!
'I'm Angel.a friend of Buffy.So you're Giles' girl.'
'Yeah.So, everybody knows about me?'
'Well.not that much people. And there's that picture Giles' keeps in the library.What happened?'
'I.I. Some guy was bothering me, so I ran.'
'I thought you and the Scoobies were at the Bronze tonight?'
'I.we were. But I wanted to go home.'
'I'll walk you there.' Angel offered. Victoria gratefully accepted. She'd never heard Giles mention 'Angel', but then again, he never really talked to her about Cordy or Buffy of the others either. He seemed like a nice guy too. But there was something about him, she could feel it. Angel didn't really say much during the walk, nor did Vicky. She didn't feel like talking. They passed the cemetery, then she suddenly stopped.
'What's wrong?' Angel asked her, slightly worried due to the proximity to the graveyard.
'You're one of them.' Victoria said, taking some steps backwards, ready to run again. Angel just gave her a non- understanding look.
'You're a vampire' she said, but didn't ran. Something inside of her told her he was different. Angel came closer.
'Yes... But...'
'You're different...You... You have a soul' she said, and by that surprised even herself. She ran her hand over his face, 'You won't hurt me'
'How did you know that'
'I don't... I just do...'
Angel had no idea what was going on, and he could see the confusion written on the girl's face. If she was Giles' daughter, she was probably destined to be a watcher, but she was gifted too.
'I'll walk you home...'
That was the last thing they said during the walk. Both didn't know what to say. Vicky was still under shock from what had happened, meaning the abduction and the perception she'd just made about Angel and his soul. She didn't know how she'd known it... she just...felt it.
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At Giles' place they found Cordelia, being comforted by Xander, and the rest of the Scoobies. Giles was once more engulfed in his fat books, trying to find out something more, but the description Cordy had given him had been vague and he was still lost for words.
'Dad?' A little voice asked as she entered the apartment, running up to the man she called father, hugging him tightly.
'Vicky!' Giles called, hugging her back, tears forming in his eyes.
Cordelia son stood up, ready to hug her new friend.
'Cordy, you're all right!'Victoria said as she saw Cordelia standing in the room, 'I though they killed you!'
Cordelia smiled, 'I'm fine...What about you?' she asked as she ran her hand through the girl's hair, getting stuck in some dried blood.
'I'm fine... '
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Buffy had noticed Angel coming in, as one of the few. She quickly walked up to her friend, grabbing him by the hand in a little display of affection, which she hoped would go unnoticed by the others.
'I found her out on the streets...' Angel explained, 'I took her home'
Buffy smiled. Even though he was shy and silent, he had a heart of gold, even though it didn't beat.
'Buffy... there's something about her...' he said as he took her apart, 'She knew I was a vampire...'
'Maybe someone told her about you'
'No... she'd never heard of me...she just suddenly stopped and said that I was a vampire, then that I wouldn't hurt her, 'cause I got a soul...'
'How...?'
'I don't know, and apparently she doesn't either...'
They were interrupted by Giles, who was still holding his daughter, now thanking everybody for helping him out, and that they could go now.
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Cordelia was still talking to Vicky, after she reassured Xander she was all right. Xander, Willow and Oz left, Buffy did the same, saying she'd patrol around in the area.
Angel stayed, wanting to tell Giles about his daughter's 'observation', and Cordy hung around too. Giles didn't really mind. Victoria had grown to be very fond of he snobby girl, and in the times he'd seen them together he'd seen a softer side to Cordelia, which he hadn't even seen when she was with Xander. It was like the bitchy attitude was just a mask to protect herself. And slowly he began to know the real Cordelia. Sweet, caring, and yes, from time to time still bitchy.
Angel walked up to Giles, ready to talk to him, but was cut of by Victoria.
'Dad...why did you lie to me?'
'What?'
'They are real... And you know them...him' she said, pointing at Angel
'Oh..vampires'
'Yes!'
Victoria sounded slightly agitated.
'Vicky...' Giles sighed, 'It was for your own good I didn't told you...'
'What? 'Cause mum didn't? She's dead, Rupert! Maybe if I'd known she'd still be alive now!' she shouted, then she broke down in tears...
Giles wanted to walk up to her, and comfort her, but didn't. Cordelia had done that for him. He just stood aside, and watched, just as hopeless as Angel. He heard Cordelia whisper to her, trying to soothe her. Then finally she looked up to him.
'Sorry' she said, her eyes still red from tears,'I shouldn't have said that...'
Giles walked up to her, and decided to fill her in on everything. He knew she'd find it all out, since she'd inherited her mother's diary. He urged her to sit down in the salon.
'I'd better be going now...' Cordelia said, giving Giles and Vicky a smile. Giles nodded and Cordy left.
'I... I'll walk you home' Angel said to the leaving girl, surprising everyone in the room.
'I'm here by car' Cordelia said, then added, 'But you can come along if you want to..'
Angel nodded and her, leaving father and daughter behind....
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A deep-red Chrysler raced through the streets of Sunnydale, inside a young girl, at ease behind the steeringwheel, next to her, a young handsome man, a bit pale, and obviously not feeling really relaxed. His hand was clenched on the door.
'Cordelia'
'Yeah?' she turned to look at him.
'Maybe you could...slow down a bit?' he asked, his eyes fixated on the road.
'Okay...' and she hit the brakes a bit, slowing the car down. Angel sighed in relief. Not that he'd die if they missed a turn and hit a tree. No, that wouldn't kill him, it would only hurt like hell for a while.
'Better?' she asked, providing him with her megawatt-smile. Even though it had become clear to her she'd never make a chance with him, and she didn't really want to anymore either since her encounter with his demon, but he was still cute, and handsome, and a guy... And she has never heard of a 'non-flirting'-rule when you're seeing someone.
'Yes...thank you' he said, releasing his grip on the door a bit. He paused then asked her, 'What happened tonight?'
'Well.. we went to the Bronze, and because I promised Giles I'd drop her off before midnight we left earlier. And we were walking to the parking, and then boom! Out of nothing they just appeared and took her with them. And they knocked me down! Can you believe that? That really hurt! I think it's already purple by now!'
'It'll heal' he said to comfort her, 'Have you seen them?'
'Of course I've seen them! They were vampires! Ugly, dark creatures of the night!'
He sighed. This wasn't going to help him any further.
'I...has Victoria ever mentioned anything about the murder of her mother.'
'No...just once...She didn't really wanted to talk about it...'
'What did she tell you?'
'Just that she'd died! Gee, what is this? Trivial pursuit?'
'Sorry' he said as he looked at her. He didn't mean to bother her with all these questions, but he knew something was going on... he just needed to know.
'Why are you asking me all of this anyway?' she asked, looking right into his eyes.
He hesitated now... he didn't know whether to it would be a good thing to tell her, or not... after all, this was Queen C, the one everybody envied and hated. But then again, he didn't really knew her at all. And she seemed to care about Vicky.
'It's about Victoria' he said, deciding to fill her in.
'What about her?'
'I don't...I don't really know' he admitted.
'You like her?!' she suddenly concluded, 'Oh my God! ' she said with a laugh, not even giving him a chance to explain or defend himself. 'I thought you were in love with Buffy!'
'I am' he interrupted her, 'I am...It's not like that'
'Then what?' she said, turning into a large access leading towards a beautiful, big house, pool and tenniscourt included.
This' your place?' Angel asked as he looked around the more than big estate of Cordelia's family.
'Yes...so make it quick' she said in her bitch-voice.
'She's special' he said, hoping that would clear things up.
She sighed an got out of the car, 'Yeah well, so am I' she said, closing the door, clearly missing et point.
'Cordelia!' Angel said, also stepping out
She sighed again, looking at him as she pulled her keys out of her purse.
'I mean...She's got...powers'
'What?!' she said, walking up to the door. This was getting weird, 'Angel, what do you mean?'
'Like I said, she's got powers.'
'What kind of powers?'
'I don't know, and I think she doesn't know either...I was hoping...I was hoping you'd help me figure it out' he said, looking at her, a little puppy- dog-look appeared on his face for a brief moment.
She opened the door and got inside
'Come on in' she said with a smile. He was surprised to say the least. When he'd heard Buffy and her friends babble on about what a bitch Cordelia was, and the times he'd seen the 'bitch in action' he never thought she'd let him in, help him. He never thought she'd care.
'Thanks' he said, stepping into the large hall of the Chase-residence.
'So...Where do you want to sit?' she asked, then seeing him shift uncomfortably said, 'My parents aren't at home, don't worry... they won't be home for the next two weeks.'
'Oh...sorry' he said, feeling a bit more comfortable. He didn't really like much people around. Certainly not strangers. And explaining to Cordelia's parents what he was doing there, was not exactly what he liked to do;
'It's okay, I'm used to it' she said with a little, sad, smile on her face, leading him into a more than large living room where even the smallest ornament was proof of the Chase's wealth.
'I'll be right back' she said, opening the door to what appeared to be a patio, then walked outside through a door there.
Angel went to sit down in the leather couch and looked around. On the wall in front of him was a painting of a young girl he recognised as Cordelia. On the other walls there were paintings of landscapes and reproductions of baroque paintings, mostly mythological scenes. Then he laid eyes upon a large library in the corner of the room. He'd always loved books, and since Cordelia was still absent, he walked over to the closet, having a look at the collection of the Chases. They were all old books, no doubt most of them were bought especially to please the eye, but nevertheless it was a nice collection. He let his hand run over the back of the books, resting by a volume of Baudelaire. He took the book out, and turned the pages. They were old, and turned all yellow and the scent of knowledge and muff old books filled the air. Angel ran his fingers over the words.... He's always liked Baudelaire, and respected him...
Shouting disturbed his peace. It was Cordelia, raging out for no particular reason, or so it seemed.
'Sky!' she shouted as she entered the patio again, 'patches!'
Then, only a moment later, a little puppy appeared next to him, wagging his tail happily, followed by a large golden retriever, racing into the salon.
'Patches, get out of...No!...Not the couch! Come here!' Cordelia shouted at the large dog while she entered the room again. Patches stopped, turned around and gave her an apologetic look.
'Here!' she said in a softer tone, her finger pointing towards her feet.
Angel swore that if dogs could sigh, he'd heard it then. Slowly Patches walked up to Cordelia and went to lay down in front of her.
'Good boy' she smiled as she patted him softly, her other hand looking for the puppy, who was having fun with Angel's shoelaces.
Angel smiled, who was named Sky, or something like that, was really adorable.
'Sorry about that' she said to angle, who placed the book back on the shelf, 'they've been alone all day... well, almost all day, and I don't like being alone in the house...'
'I'm here' he said
'When you're gone I mean...'
She then lifted the puppy up and walked over to the couch, sitting down as she played with the little dog. Angel followed her.
'So...About Victoria ' she said, straight to the point.
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Giles was sitting in the livingroom, alone. Vicky had gone to bed already, and he was now still downstairs, thinking over the events of that day, and the argument he and Victoria had had that evening.
'Maybe she'd been right' he thought, ' If she'd known what a vampire was, and how to kill it, maybe she would've been able to kill it...'
She'd remained silent for het rest of the evening, and he'd remained calm. He wanted to talk, but didn't really know what to say. After all, he'd also been hiding the truth...
He sighed as he stood up and took out a photo-book. He went to sit down again at the table with a cup of coffee in front of him, and started flipping thought the pages.
He sighed as he looked at the pictures of a time long ago, memories slowly filled his mind.
A tear slowly ran down his cheek as his fingers caressed an old picture. He and some of his friends at Oxford. Another sigh escaped. He'd left Oxford, wanting freedom, and adventure. Music was his life, and it was music that had brought him and Carol closer together. Both were watchers for the Council, and both felt a bit out of place in the stiff world of suits and books, even though that was his destiny, or so he was told by his father when he was only 10 years old. Now, in his 40's, destiny seemed such a...normal thing...He'd seen so much since that day his daddy told him about his future, and destiny wasn't such a wonderful and magic word anymore, even though that's what he wanted it to be when he told Buffy she couldn't walk out of it...The Slayer was who she was, it was her destiny, and she couldn't quit.
And now there was someone else too...His daughter... another destiny... Daughter of two Watchers, destined to be a watcher herself, and in a way he felt sorry for her. Carol had been teaching her without revealing the truth, or without telling her about her destiny, and he was glad for that.
Turning another page of pictures, he smiled and nipped of his drink as he let the memories pass the review.
Another tear found his way down as he looked at a picture of Vicky's mom. She'd mocked destiny just like him, and together they'd had the time of their lives. Gently he traced the lines of her face with his finger, finding himself surprised again how much Carol and their daughter looked alike.
A/N: Okay, I'm back, and boy does that feel good!! I've got a little holiday now (finally!!) so expect more soon, and pray I don't get a writers block (lol! No...I don't think so... hehe) thank you for reviews (But I like feedback!! So feed me please!!)
Greetings,
Aset