Author: Cordy's Angel
Title: Lost Loves
Email: lacityofangel@hotmail.com and hotweelz79@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: None
Pairing: A/C F/G and F/W
Summary: In a house where nothing is as it seems, can the Fang Gang solve the mystery before history starts repeating itself?
Feedback: Buffy: Feedback? Willow: Yes Please!
Disclaimer: We don't own them that privilege goes to Joss and David who get to work with them all day long! By the way if you are Joss or David or anyone connected with the show for that matter and like our ideas drop us a line the email addresses are up the top!
Distribution: Again if you're connected with the show, you already know, addys at the top, everyone else, just ask we don't bite.
Chapter 8: We Have A Plan
At first everything was a blur, all she could see were bright lights of colour, and after blinking a few times, her eyes cleared. She found herself back in the stables in James' embrace, she felt safe. They pulled apart and took a seat on a bale of hay.
'I will leave tomorrow morning.' She said just above a whisper, glancing around, making sure no one was eavesdropping.
'What will you tell them?' he asked her.
'I will agree to the marriage, I will tell them that I need to visit Kathryn, as she will make the dress.'
'Are you sure that she will let us stay with her?'
'She is one of my dearest friends, I have known her for years, I am sure that she would be more than willing to help.' She said taking his hand in hers.
'I'd better get the horses ready for the journey.' He replied.
'And I had best tell my parents the news.' She said near tears.
'Emma.' He said taking her into his embrace. 'This wedding is not going to go ahead, we have a plan, and it's all going to work out, you'll see. Tomorrow I will take you to see Kathryn.'
'Your right.' She replied drying her eyes.
There was a flash of white light, and she was inside the house again, with her parents. They were happy and were starting the celebrations, so, Cordelia thought; Emma must have given them the good news.
She approached her parents.
'Mother, Father, I will leave tomorrow morning to visit Kathryn, as she is the best dressmaker I know.'
'You are going alone?' Harry asked.
'No, James will accompany me.' She replied, hoping that she was not giving anything away.
'James, that stable hand? Are you sure that you would not rather I came with you?' he asked.
'No, it will be fine, he is driving the horse and carriage, there is no need for anyone else to be bothered.' She then added before he could complain. 'You all have the wedding to prepare for.' Smiling at her he encircled his arm around her waist, holding her to him for a brief moment before letting go.
Her mother approached Harry and drew him off side.
'Harry you must tell me of this wonderful setting for the wedding.' she trailed off as they left Emma alone to speak with her father.
'I am delighted that you have changed your mind about Harry. Don't worry, you have all the time in the world to get to know one another.' He smiled as he placed a kiss on her forehead and went to converse with Harry and Elizabeth.
Harry soon excused himself from the celebrations, saying that there was a matter of great importance that he needed to attend to, and he would soon return. Meanwhile, Emma went in search of William, Charles and Anna, there was something that she need to discuss with them.
Harry had returned home, he needed to collect the wedding ring that he was to give to Emma. It had been passed down through generations, and when the time arouse, they would pass it on to their own child. Retrieving it from its safe hidden place he made his return to Emma's estate.
Hearing his name mentioned, he stopped and listened outside of the slightly ajar door.
'Harry doesn't know and he can never know.' Emma spoke.
'We won't tell him.' Anna replied. 'I'm sure going to miss you.'
'As shall I.' Charles added.
'We all will.' Furthered William.
'When will you and James leave?' Anna asked.
'Tomorrow morning, early, we are leading them to believe that we are visiting Kathryn to arrange the wedding dress, but by the time they realise that we're not coming back, we shall be long gone.'
Harry's expression grew into utter despair, which was then overtaken by his anger. No one would make a fool of him; he always got what he wanted. And this time was to be no different.
Cordelia tossed and turned in her sleep, aware that something was about to happen, that would not lead to a happy ending.
Title: Lost Loves
Email: lacityofangel@hotmail.com and hotweelz79@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: None
Pairing: A/C F/G and F/W
Summary: In a house where nothing is as it seems, can the Fang Gang solve the mystery before history starts repeating itself?
Feedback: Buffy: Feedback? Willow: Yes Please!
Disclaimer: We don't own them that privilege goes to Joss and David who get to work with them all day long! By the way if you are Joss or David or anyone connected with the show for that matter and like our ideas drop us a line the email addresses are up the top!
Distribution: Again if you're connected with the show, you already know, addys at the top, everyone else, just ask we don't bite.
Chapter 8: We Have A Plan
At first everything was a blur, all she could see were bright lights of colour, and after blinking a few times, her eyes cleared. She found herself back in the stables in James' embrace, she felt safe. They pulled apart and took a seat on a bale of hay.
'I will leave tomorrow morning.' She said just above a whisper, glancing around, making sure no one was eavesdropping.
'What will you tell them?' he asked her.
'I will agree to the marriage, I will tell them that I need to visit Kathryn, as she will make the dress.'
'Are you sure that she will let us stay with her?'
'She is one of my dearest friends, I have known her for years, I am sure that she would be more than willing to help.' She said taking his hand in hers.
'I'd better get the horses ready for the journey.' He replied.
'And I had best tell my parents the news.' She said near tears.
'Emma.' He said taking her into his embrace. 'This wedding is not going to go ahead, we have a plan, and it's all going to work out, you'll see. Tomorrow I will take you to see Kathryn.'
'Your right.' She replied drying her eyes.
There was a flash of white light, and she was inside the house again, with her parents. They were happy and were starting the celebrations, so, Cordelia thought; Emma must have given them the good news.
She approached her parents.
'Mother, Father, I will leave tomorrow morning to visit Kathryn, as she is the best dressmaker I know.'
'You are going alone?' Harry asked.
'No, James will accompany me.' She replied, hoping that she was not giving anything away.
'James, that stable hand? Are you sure that you would not rather I came with you?' he asked.
'No, it will be fine, he is driving the horse and carriage, there is no need for anyone else to be bothered.' She then added before he could complain. 'You all have the wedding to prepare for.' Smiling at her he encircled his arm around her waist, holding her to him for a brief moment before letting go.
Her mother approached Harry and drew him off side.
'Harry you must tell me of this wonderful setting for the wedding.' she trailed off as they left Emma alone to speak with her father.
'I am delighted that you have changed your mind about Harry. Don't worry, you have all the time in the world to get to know one another.' He smiled as he placed a kiss on her forehead and went to converse with Harry and Elizabeth.
Harry soon excused himself from the celebrations, saying that there was a matter of great importance that he needed to attend to, and he would soon return. Meanwhile, Emma went in search of William, Charles and Anna, there was something that she need to discuss with them.
Harry had returned home, he needed to collect the wedding ring that he was to give to Emma. It had been passed down through generations, and when the time arouse, they would pass it on to their own child. Retrieving it from its safe hidden place he made his return to Emma's estate.
Hearing his name mentioned, he stopped and listened outside of the slightly ajar door.
'Harry doesn't know and he can never know.' Emma spoke.
'We won't tell him.' Anna replied. 'I'm sure going to miss you.'
'As shall I.' Charles added.
'We all will.' Furthered William.
'When will you and James leave?' Anna asked.
'Tomorrow morning, early, we are leading them to believe that we are visiting Kathryn to arrange the wedding dress, but by the time they realise that we're not coming back, we shall be long gone.'
Harry's expression grew into utter despair, which was then overtaken by his anger. No one would make a fool of him; he always got what he wanted. And this time was to be no different.
Cordelia tossed and turned in her sleep, aware that something was about to happen, that would not lead to a happy ending.