GIFT
NOTE: I do not own these characters and I am only using them for the fun purposes of fan fiction. But I do (pretty much) own Skylar.
A/N: Who saw that episode of Angel last night? Who wants to give Joss Whedon a smack upside the head? *Raises hand* Anyone else?
Second A/N: This story is a total AU and is completely unconnected to my other stories. In this story one reason Angel went to L.A was because he (Angelus) sired a pregnant woman and killed her husband. The pregnant woman returned, still pregnant, and was one evil vampire. Angel and his friends (Buffy takes the place of Cordelia in this) and Connor stake her and save the baby. By the way, I don't know much about Buffy so there is no need to stone me if I make a mistake. I just like Angel and Buffy as a couple and I hate Cordelia right now. (Very much!)
CHAPTER 13"Wahoo!" Dawn exclaimed, as she and the others got back to the hotel. "That was so cool!"
"Hey," Fred greeted, looking up from her research at the front desk. "How was the concert?"
"It was awesome, Fred. Janet rules!" Dawn squealed. She turned to Angel. "Did I ever tell you how much I love you?"
"Only four times tonight," said Angel. "But who is really counting?"
"Well, I do! You're the best ever," said Dawn. Buffy looked a little offended. "What? Come on, Buffy. There's nothing wrong with being second best." The others laughed as Dawn went upstairs.
"Look what you did, Angel. Now I'm second best," said Buffy.
"Yeah, isn't it great?" Angel joked. Buffy slapped his arm playfully. Angel put his arm around her. "I am just so happy."
"You seem to be in a good mood," said Fred.
"I am. Things are going right," said Angel. He looked down at Skylar. She was sitting, hugging her knees, with her face down. "Sky, are you OK?"
Skylar looked up with tears in her eyes. "Daddy, my stomach hurts. It hurts real bad."
"What is it, Skylar?" Buffy asked. "Did you eat too much popcorn?"
"No," Skylar replied. She sniffed. "It hurts! It really hurts!"
"Shush," Angel gently hushed her. "Don't worry. It's okay. Come on, Sky." He picked her up as tenderly as possible. He held her for a moment. "Does it feel better with me holding you?"
"No. It hurts so bad." Skylar started to cry harder.
"It's all right, Skylar," said Fred in her normal soothing voice.
"Come on, Angel. Let's get her up to her bedroom," said Buffy.
"All right," said Angel. "Let's go." Skylar started to sob into Angel's shoulder. He rocked her a little. "It's OK. Cry as much as you want."
Buffy and Angel went up to Skylar's room. The room hadn't changed since Skylar was four. It was all pink with silver stars all over the walls and a winking moon painted on the door. Skylar's bed was a twin with a pink quilt on it. Skylar had two rugs on her floor. One was pink and the other was silver. Her dressers had stuffed animals and dolls all over them. A nightlight lamp was on Skylar's nightstand. Skylar had a big dress up trunk, a bookcase full of children's books, and a tall wooden dollhouse all in a corner of the bedroom. Angel laid Skylar down on the bed. He pulled the quilt over her.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
"No!" Skylar moaned.
"No, it's OK, sweetie," said Buffy.
"Maybe we should call the doctor," said Angel.
"No—" Skylar began.
"Skylar, please, calm down, honey. It'll be all right," said Buffy. She looked at Angel. "Let's see how she feels in the morning."
"All right," said Angel. He looked at Skylar. "Do you want us to stay with you for a little while?"
"Yes," replied Skylar sadly.
Buffy pulled up two chairs for her and Angel. "Then we'll stay."
Skylar was finally able to fall asleep a half an hour later. Angel never took his eyes off of her. He nearly jumped when he felt Buffy touch his hand. He looked at her.
"Are you OK?" asked Buffy.
"I'm fine," said Angel. "But look at her, Buffy. She's so calm, innocent, and so nice. Why should she ever have to feel pain?"
"Honey, I don't know," replied Buffy. "I just don't. And I'm super slayer. Yet, I don't have all the answers."
"Sometimes it's good that even you aren't perfect."
Angel put his arm around her. Buffy smiled and looked up into his eyes. Their lips began to draw closer and closer to each other. Fred walked in before they could join in a lip lock.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she apologized. "I didn't mean to—"
"It's OK," Angel interupted. "What's wrong, Fred?"
"Well, a client is on the phone. He says he has a garden snake problem," said Fred.
"Garden snake?" Buffy repeated.
"The snake is twelve feet long and is spitting out some type of toxic spray," Fred added.
"Now that sounds right," said Angel.
"Well, Charles is out. He should be home soon but I don't think this guy can wait. Would one of you mind? I know you want to look after Skylar and everything. Maybe I should just go."
"It's all right, Fred," said Angel. "If you stay with Sky we'll go."
"No problem. I'll look after her. Good luck, guys," said Fred.
"Thanks. Come on, Angel. It's time for super slayer to go to work," said Buffy. She led the way out of Skylar's bedroom.
Reginald (the man from the snack bar) was watching them from a building across from the hotel. He was looking into Skylar's bedroom. He pulled out his cell phone.
"Hey, Frank. Yeah, they're leaving. They're leaving the kid alone with that puney little brunette. Right. You just handle your end of this. I know my job." He hung up his cell phone.
A/N: Warning: If I do not start getting reviews (this is for those of you who read and enjoy but don't take time out to tell me what you think) then I might discontiue. That's right! I want reviews and I want them. Please! I really want these reviews. *Puppy dog eyes* Also could you guys start telling me if you have favorite lines or quotes from a chapter? I like a good laugh.