Summary/Disclaimer: See Prologue
AN: Well, just this chap then epilogue and Wounded is finished!
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Chapter 14
Angel sighed as he looked over the menu. He rarely ate human food at all and hated to eat out in public but The Powers That Be had sent a vision to Cordelia showing that he needed to be here so, here he was.
'At least they had sent me to a place I can get a drinkable bottle of red wine and not some stinking garbage pit like last week,' he thought to himself as he sat back and waited for something to happen.
What interested him about this vision was that unlike most where he was told who was involved and what was going to happen, this time he just had instructions to be at this restaurant tonight. He had no idea what was going to happen.
Just as the waiter was bringing him his second bottle of wine, Angel spotted Buffy walking into the restaurant. He noticed that she was limping slightly and was about to go and ask her why when he saw who she was with.
Spike.
Shock at seeing the woman he loved and the vampire walking arm in arm left Angel unable to move. All he could do was stare at the couple.
He took this time to really look at Buffy. The first thing he saw was that she obviously wanted to be here with Spike, her hand held his as they walked together. He saw the way she looked at Spike, eyes full of love. Angel had seen that look before, when she used to look at him, but what he hadn't often seen was the smile on her face or the joyous glint to her eyes. She looked truly happy.
As the couple sat down Angel saw Spike pull out a chair for Buffy before sitting himself. Buffy was sat facing away from Angel and this gave the older vampire a chance to study his one time companion.
The young vampires eyes mirrored the love he had seen in Buffy's but they also held a look of awe, as if he was amazed that Buffy would be there with him.
Angel continued to watch throughout the couple's meal, seeing them laughing and talking, enjoying each other's company.
After Buffy and Spike left the restaurant Angel started to walk back to the hotel, deep in thought.
He knew Spike better than anyone on the planet, he knew the monster he had become and had seen the man he was before. He had seen, from afar, the way he doted on Dru for over a hundred years and he had no doubt that he would do just as much for Buffy. He had to admit to himself that he had seen Buffy smile more times tonight than in the entire time he had known her.
As he walked into the Hyperion, angel was surprised to see that Cordelia was still up, reading a magazine. She glanced up and smiled at him.
"Hey, what did the Powers want you to see then?" Angel thought for a moment before answering.
"That it's time to move on."
EPILOGUE
Carl was very pleased with himself.
He had spent the entire night drinking at Willy's and he hadn't spent a single dollar of his own money.
Again.
This had become the norm when he went out. Hell, he hadn't spent more than $20 since the night he wounded the Slayer. Even though she hadn't died, he had caused her to loose a leg so every demon in Sunnydale was now his best friend.
Every time he went out he had people queuing up to buy him drinks as thanks for getting the infamous slayer off their backs.
"Well bugger me, look who it is."
Carl spun around but barely had time to recognise the very Slayer he was thinking about and the blonde vampire beside her.
Before he had the time to attack the axe the Slayer was carrying had severed his head.
Spike glanced between his slayer and the dead demon, seeing the look of complete hatred on his love's face.
"Payback's a bitch eh Slayer? Fancy taking a souvenir down to Willies to show them you're back? Would wipe the smiles right off their faces."
Buffy considered then tossed Spike the axe.
"Yeah, get its leg."
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THE END
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AN2: Originally I had planned for this fic to be longer and for Flee to be the shorter of the two, but as time went on I realised that I could do a lot more with Flee than I could with this fic. This story has run its course in my head, this feels like the best place to end it.
Both the original concept for this fic and the seriousness of the topic limit the places I could take this story so I felt it best to end it now.
I cannot thank you enough for all the reviews, even the bad ones, they kept me going. I also have to thank you for putting up with all the delays between updates.
Anyway, hope you liked it, if you did try reading So Pretty and Flee!
AN: Well, just this chap then epilogue and Wounded is finished!
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Chapter 14
Angel sighed as he looked over the menu. He rarely ate human food at all and hated to eat out in public but The Powers That Be had sent a vision to Cordelia showing that he needed to be here so, here he was.
'At least they had sent me to a place I can get a drinkable bottle of red wine and not some stinking garbage pit like last week,' he thought to himself as he sat back and waited for something to happen.
What interested him about this vision was that unlike most where he was told who was involved and what was going to happen, this time he just had instructions to be at this restaurant tonight. He had no idea what was going to happen.
Just as the waiter was bringing him his second bottle of wine, Angel spotted Buffy walking into the restaurant. He noticed that she was limping slightly and was about to go and ask her why when he saw who she was with.
Spike.
Shock at seeing the woman he loved and the vampire walking arm in arm left Angel unable to move. All he could do was stare at the couple.
He took this time to really look at Buffy. The first thing he saw was that she obviously wanted to be here with Spike, her hand held his as they walked together. He saw the way she looked at Spike, eyes full of love. Angel had seen that look before, when she used to look at him, but what he hadn't often seen was the smile on her face or the joyous glint to her eyes. She looked truly happy.
As the couple sat down Angel saw Spike pull out a chair for Buffy before sitting himself. Buffy was sat facing away from Angel and this gave the older vampire a chance to study his one time companion.
The young vampires eyes mirrored the love he had seen in Buffy's but they also held a look of awe, as if he was amazed that Buffy would be there with him.
Angel continued to watch throughout the couple's meal, seeing them laughing and talking, enjoying each other's company.
After Buffy and Spike left the restaurant Angel started to walk back to the hotel, deep in thought.
He knew Spike better than anyone on the planet, he knew the monster he had become and had seen the man he was before. He had seen, from afar, the way he doted on Dru for over a hundred years and he had no doubt that he would do just as much for Buffy. He had to admit to himself that he had seen Buffy smile more times tonight than in the entire time he had known her.
As he walked into the Hyperion, angel was surprised to see that Cordelia was still up, reading a magazine. She glanced up and smiled at him.
"Hey, what did the Powers want you to see then?" Angel thought for a moment before answering.
"That it's time to move on."
EPILOGUE
Carl was very pleased with himself.
He had spent the entire night drinking at Willy's and he hadn't spent a single dollar of his own money.
Again.
This had become the norm when he went out. Hell, he hadn't spent more than $20 since the night he wounded the Slayer. Even though she hadn't died, he had caused her to loose a leg so every demon in Sunnydale was now his best friend.
Every time he went out he had people queuing up to buy him drinks as thanks for getting the infamous slayer off their backs.
"Well bugger me, look who it is."
Carl spun around but barely had time to recognise the very Slayer he was thinking about and the blonde vampire beside her.
Before he had the time to attack the axe the Slayer was carrying had severed his head.
Spike glanced between his slayer and the dead demon, seeing the look of complete hatred on his love's face.
"Payback's a bitch eh Slayer? Fancy taking a souvenir down to Willies to show them you're back? Would wipe the smiles right off their faces."
Buffy considered then tossed Spike the axe.
"Yeah, get its leg."
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THE END
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AN2: Originally I had planned for this fic to be longer and for Flee to be the shorter of the two, but as time went on I realised that I could do a lot more with Flee than I could with this fic. This story has run its course in my head, this feels like the best place to end it.
Both the original concept for this fic and the seriousness of the topic limit the places I could take this story so I felt it best to end it now.
I cannot thank you enough for all the reviews, even the bad ones, they kept me going. I also have to thank you for putting up with all the delays between updates.
Anyway, hope you liked it, if you did try reading So Pretty and Flee!