A/N- okay, well…here's the plan. I'm gonna cross over with Btvs and
remember: I *did* ask for your points of view.(Thank you to those of you
who *did* respond.) So now I'm bringing in a Buffy pov. Before I start, are
there any other Buffy characters you need pov's from, or is the one enough?
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW! I go back to school tomorrow for the start
of my senior year (Yay! Go team me!) so I might not be able to post the
chapters as fast…unless of course I get enough motivation from you guys…
:) Seriously, the more I know you want it, the more I'll make time to
write it. Thanks.
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This isn't good.
I'm about to call Buffy to get her to come to LA with *all* the Scoobies. If that isn't bad enough its to help *Lindsey*.
This isn't good.
I mean, how do I tell her about Connor and then ask her to come here? If I know Buffy, it's not gonna go down too well with her. She's not going to like this, but I have no choice. Plus, she can't exactly stake me over the phone. I know, I know…she won't stake me anyway. I pick up the receiver in my office and punch in her number.
Oh, God…This isn't good.
Dawn answers. 'Hello? Summers residence. Dawn speaking."
"Dawn, hi." I reply, attempting to keep my tone casual.
"Angel? Is that you? Boy, you sound a bit more jumpy than usual. Actually…hey" She sounds suspicious (is that even the right word?…) "…since when do *you* sound jumpy?"
I chuckle slightly. "Uh…is Buffy there? I'm sure she'll explain it after?" (Yeah, she'll want to stake me too…)
I hear her pull the receiver away from her face and yell, "Buffy! Phone!" Then I can hear Buffy walk into the room. I still miss her, I mean; I'm always going to love her. Even if I fall in love again (with someone *other* than Cordy) a part of me will always love her. I can hear her asking Dawn who's on the other end.
When Dawn apparently doesn't answer, she pulls the phone to her face and asks, "Hello?" cautiously. That's Buffy for you. Cautious of everyone, even if they're on the other end of a telephone conversation.
"Buffy." I answer. Its funny how I can say her name and all my emotions can be displayed through the one small word.
"Angel." And its funny how its exactly the same for her to say mine.
"How have you been?"
"Alive. You?"
"Undead."
She chuckles slightly. I didn't intend to be funny… "So, what can I help you with now Angel? What big bad is terrorising you guys in LA.?"
"Wolfram and Hart. Big bunch of evil lawyers." I explain, adding, "It's a long, painful story."
"Then start telling it now."
"Well…they have this vendetta against me. I'm kinda' like one of their special cases. They want to destroy me and the rest of the gang here in LA, but they would rather see me revert back to being Angelus. They came *really* close last year. Brought Darla back from dust…making her human… and tortured me with her. But, she was good, soul and everything... So, then they tied me down and made me watch as Drusilla turned her. And tortured me even more. So, I started going dark again…and then I tried to lose my soul…" I don't want to say it but I have to. "…With Darla. But it didn't work, actually…it did the opposite. And I kicked her out. I was back to being one broody, angst filled vampire with a soul. I was stupid to think the trigger was sex in the first place, but-"
"Hold up." Buffy interrupts. "You slept with Darla?" She's (just as I predicted) not very happy. "Why are you telling me this?!"
"Well, I was getting to that. And, oh god, Buffy I'm sorry…But I don't regret it." Oops. Shouldn't have said it like that.
"I beg your pardon?!"
"Well, do you regret sleeping with 'farm boy'?" Argh! I shouldn't have said that either. Way to go Angel, she's really gonna help now. Before she can respond, I try to mend my statement. "That's not what I meant to say. Buffy, I'm sorry…I…I didn't mean that. I know its different…but, I don't regret it 'cos-"
She's really pissed off now. And a pissed of slayer is not fun, especially when you're her vampire ex. "Because why?" She snaps at me.
"Because she came back a few months ago and-"
"And now that you can have sex without losing your soul, you're-."
"No. That's not it. She staked herself, Buffy. She staked herself so my son could live!" There I said it…well, I kinda yelled it, but still…
Buffy's silent. I can hear her breathing, so I know that she hasn't hung up on me. After a while she speaks again. "What?" She asks quietly.
"She came back a few months ago and was oh so very pregnant. Which, I know, vampires…well, it shouldn't happen. But it was…or did…or whatever. It was happening to her and me. And then Connor was born and Darla staked herself." I stop and let that sink in, before continuing with "The PTBs sent me a son, Buffy. And he's got some sort of prophecy or big power thingy coming up. That's why Wolfram and Hart are after him now. But, its not just him they're after. Its also Cordy and her…well, Lindsey. He's one of their ex-lawyers, but he's supposed to be good now. And I promised Cordy that I wouldn't let them hurt him 'cos she loves him and she wants him to be around when their kid is born…and *that's* an even longer story, which we'll cover later…" I rush at her. I take an un-required breath "So, we…we were kinda wondering if you guys could come to LA, stay a few nights, help take down a big evil law firm and maybe come out for dinner and get to know our newest members." I finish, my voice full of hope.
She's quiet again, obviously absorbing most of this. "When do you want us there?" She asks as brightly as possible, even though I know how she must feel inside.
I smile back, even though I know she can't see me. "How soon can you get here?"
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This isn't good.
I'm about to call Buffy to get her to come to LA with *all* the Scoobies. If that isn't bad enough its to help *Lindsey*.
This isn't good.
I mean, how do I tell her about Connor and then ask her to come here? If I know Buffy, it's not gonna go down too well with her. She's not going to like this, but I have no choice. Plus, she can't exactly stake me over the phone. I know, I know…she won't stake me anyway. I pick up the receiver in my office and punch in her number.
Oh, God…This isn't good.
Dawn answers. 'Hello? Summers residence. Dawn speaking."
"Dawn, hi." I reply, attempting to keep my tone casual.
"Angel? Is that you? Boy, you sound a bit more jumpy than usual. Actually…hey" She sounds suspicious (is that even the right word?…) "…since when do *you* sound jumpy?"
I chuckle slightly. "Uh…is Buffy there? I'm sure she'll explain it after?" (Yeah, she'll want to stake me too…)
I hear her pull the receiver away from her face and yell, "Buffy! Phone!" Then I can hear Buffy walk into the room. I still miss her, I mean; I'm always going to love her. Even if I fall in love again (with someone *other* than Cordy) a part of me will always love her. I can hear her asking Dawn who's on the other end.
When Dawn apparently doesn't answer, she pulls the phone to her face and asks, "Hello?" cautiously. That's Buffy for you. Cautious of everyone, even if they're on the other end of a telephone conversation.
"Buffy." I answer. Its funny how I can say her name and all my emotions can be displayed through the one small word.
"Angel." And its funny how its exactly the same for her to say mine.
"How have you been?"
"Alive. You?"
"Undead."
She chuckles slightly. I didn't intend to be funny… "So, what can I help you with now Angel? What big bad is terrorising you guys in LA.?"
"Wolfram and Hart. Big bunch of evil lawyers." I explain, adding, "It's a long, painful story."
"Then start telling it now."
"Well…they have this vendetta against me. I'm kinda' like one of their special cases. They want to destroy me and the rest of the gang here in LA, but they would rather see me revert back to being Angelus. They came *really* close last year. Brought Darla back from dust…making her human… and tortured me with her. But, she was good, soul and everything... So, then they tied me down and made me watch as Drusilla turned her. And tortured me even more. So, I started going dark again…and then I tried to lose my soul…" I don't want to say it but I have to. "…With Darla. But it didn't work, actually…it did the opposite. And I kicked her out. I was back to being one broody, angst filled vampire with a soul. I was stupid to think the trigger was sex in the first place, but-"
"Hold up." Buffy interrupts. "You slept with Darla?" She's (just as I predicted) not very happy. "Why are you telling me this?!"
"Well, I was getting to that. And, oh god, Buffy I'm sorry…But I don't regret it." Oops. Shouldn't have said it like that.
"I beg your pardon?!"
"Well, do you regret sleeping with 'farm boy'?" Argh! I shouldn't have said that either. Way to go Angel, she's really gonna help now. Before she can respond, I try to mend my statement. "That's not what I meant to say. Buffy, I'm sorry…I…I didn't mean that. I know its different…but, I don't regret it 'cos-"
She's really pissed off now. And a pissed of slayer is not fun, especially when you're her vampire ex. "Because why?" She snaps at me.
"Because she came back a few months ago and-"
"And now that you can have sex without losing your soul, you're-."
"No. That's not it. She staked herself, Buffy. She staked herself so my son could live!" There I said it…well, I kinda yelled it, but still…
Buffy's silent. I can hear her breathing, so I know that she hasn't hung up on me. After a while she speaks again. "What?" She asks quietly.
"She came back a few months ago and was oh so very pregnant. Which, I know, vampires…well, it shouldn't happen. But it was…or did…or whatever. It was happening to her and me. And then Connor was born and Darla staked herself." I stop and let that sink in, before continuing with "The PTBs sent me a son, Buffy. And he's got some sort of prophecy or big power thingy coming up. That's why Wolfram and Hart are after him now. But, its not just him they're after. Its also Cordy and her…well, Lindsey. He's one of their ex-lawyers, but he's supposed to be good now. And I promised Cordy that I wouldn't let them hurt him 'cos she loves him and she wants him to be around when their kid is born…and *that's* an even longer story, which we'll cover later…" I rush at her. I take an un-required breath "So, we…we were kinda wondering if you guys could come to LA, stay a few nights, help take down a big evil law firm and maybe come out for dinner and get to know our newest members." I finish, my voice full of hope.
She's quiet again, obviously absorbing most of this. "When do you want us there?" She asks as brightly as possible, even though I know how she must feel inside.
I smile back, even though I know she can't see me. "How soon can you get here?"