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: My friends are just the best. I couldn't do this story without them. So thanks, guys.
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 17Skylar was soon calmed down. Gunn laid her back down on her bed. Soon after Skylar went back to sleep she began to moan again. Now it was really intense. She started to kick in bed. Someone prodded her awake.
"Easy. Wake up, sweet cheeks," a soothing voice told her.
Skylar's eyes opened. She saw Lorne. "Where's Daddy?"
"Buffy called a second ago. They're on their way. They're just having car trouble."
"I want Daddy," Skylar started to sob.
Lorne put his green hand down on her stomach. "He'll be here. He could never forget you, princess pie."
Skylar groaned softly. She tried to sit up but let out a large scream. She quickly lay back down and held onto her stomach.
"Uh-oh. Are you OK, babe?" Lorne asked.
"No! Uncle Lorne, it hurts!" Skylar yelled.
Lorne took a hold of her hand. It was ice cold. So were her arms. It was strange. Skylar wasn't getting better at all. She was getting much worse.
"We're home!" Angel called downstairs.
"Daddy!" Skylar exclaimed. She tried to sit up again. Lorne stopped her.
"Hold it, you little princess. No moving from you. I'll go get your daddy."
"Kay," Skylar agreed sadly.
Lorne got up from where he was sitting and headed downstairs. Fred and Gunn had greeted Angel and Buffy at the doors.
"Hi," Lorne addressed.
"Hey. Where's Sky? Is she OK?" Angel asked.
"No, she's not," Fred sighed honestly. "We don't get it."
"When she healed my neck she started to feel worse," said Gunn.
"It doesn't get better," said Lorne. "She can't even move now. I told her to stay put."
"Oh, no." Buffy looked at Angel.
"I'm going to go check on her," said Angel.
He headed up the stairs. Skylar was trying hard to get up. But she couldn't even breathe very hard without wincing in pain. Skylar tried getting out of bed but fell over. Angel walked in then. He rushed over to her.
"Skylar, God!" Angel exclaimed. He lifted her up. They sat in Skylar's rocking chair together. "Are you OK?"
"Daddy," Skylar started to cry into Angel's arm.
"Oh, Sky. It's OK. I'm here now. Why did you try to get out of bed? You know you're hurting." Angel was trying hard not to scold her in her condition.
"I'm sorry, Daddy."
"Shush," Angel hushed gently. "It's OK." He started to rub her hair.
Buffy walked in. "Is everything all right?"
"No. She's still in pain," Angel told Buffy.
"Angel, this is serious," said Buffy. "We have to
get her to a doctor."
"You're right," Angel agreed. Angel carried her over to the bed and laid her there. "All right, Skylar, listen. We have to get you to the hospital, OK?"
"No, Daddy—" Skylar started to moan.
"O-Kay?" Angel asked again sternly. Skylar started to whimper as tears fell out of her eyes. Angel softened. She was in pain and he was taking a tone with her. Some father he was. "It's OK, Sky. I won't let anyone hurt you, I swear."
"OK," Skylar sniffled, rubbing her eyes.
"Buffy, can you help her get dressed?" Angel asked. "These clothes are pretty sweaty."
"Sure," replied Buffy.
"Thanks," Angel smiled. He turned to his daughter. "Don't worry. We're going to find out what's wrong."
A/N: I want reviews and I want them now! Please! It'd mean a lot to me. Oh, and sorry if some of you think this is short.