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 18When Buffy helped Skylar change into jeans and a sweater she carried the young girl down the stairs. Skylar was asleep again. Buffy was staring down at her. Skylar's long blonde hair was wet with sweat. Her body was cold. Just by looking at her you could feel the pain she was experiencing on the inside.
Get a grip, Buffy told herself. You can handle this. You're super slayer, remember?
Buffy carried Skylar down to the living room where Angel, Lorne, Fred, and Gunn were all waiting. Buffy gently placed Skylar into Angel's arms. Buffy looked into Angel's face. She could see worry, fear, and sadness all mixed into his eyes. It was as if he could break down at any minute. Angel really could feel the pain for Skylar. But he felt it in a different way.
"All right, guys." Angel turned to his friends. "We're going to the hospital."
"Well, don't you want us to come along?" asked Fred.
"No. It's OK, Fred. You guys have done enough tonight. Thanks," Angel replied. "We can handle it."
"OK," said Gunn, putting his arm around Fred. "We're here for you, though."
"Good luck, Angel face and slayer chic," said Lorne.
"Thanks," Buffy smiled. "Come on, Angel."
"Right." Angel stood up, gently keeping a loving hold on Skylar. He and Buffy went out to the car. Angel put Skylar in the backseat.
"I'll ride in back with Sky. It's not like she's looking forward to going to the hospital, anyway," said Buffy.
"OK," Angel sighed.
Buffy offered him a comforting hand to his shoulder. "It'll be OK, Angel."
"I know. I know, Buffy. Get in."
Angel and Buffy got into the car and quickly drove off. Reginald watched them from the top of the hotel roof. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. Frank picked up his ringing cellular phone at W&H.
"Reginald, this had better be you," Frank snapped.
"Relax. It is me," Reginald told him.
"Well?"
"Angelus and the slayer have just left with the child. I heard them say they were going to a hospital."
"I know the closest one in their area. I'll be there before them. You get there as well."
"Right." Reginald hung up on his end.
Angel pulled up in front of the hospital nearest them. Buffy climbed out of the car. When Angel was out he went around to the backseat and lifted Skylar up. Skylar started to stir a little.
"It's OK. We're here now, Sky," Angel told her. Skylar moaned to herself and hugged Angel tightly.
Once inside the hospital Skylar was quickly able to see a doctor. Dr. Samuels was checking her over. Angel was in the room with Skylar. Skylar was lying down on a medical table while the doctor looked her over. Skylar never took her eyes off of Angel. He kept giving her "don't worry" smiles.
"All right, Ms. Angel," said Dr. Samuels. "I'm done with your tune up." The doctor smiled at her. Skylar gave him a small smile in return. But she was still hurting.
Angel scooped Skylar up. He sat back down with Skylar in his lap. Skylar released a yawn (which also hurt her a little) and rested her head on Angel.
"Is everything all right?" asked Angel.
"Well, this is a very strange case. You say it just came on all of a sudden?" Dr. Samuels asked.
"That's right," said Angel.
"It sure is growing fast. But I think I have your solution."
"What is it?"
"It appears to be a stomach virus. And it's spreading all over. But Skylar should be fine in a few days. I'll prescribe something and give her the vaccination for this."
"So she's fine?"
"Absolutely."
Angel sighed in relief. "You hear that, Sky?"
"Mm-hmm," Skylar sighed wearily. Dr. Samuels loaded his injection needle with the neccesary medicine. Skylar wanted to get away from Angel when the doctor headed towards her, needle in hand. Angel held onto her firmly.
"It's all right, Sky. It won't hurt, I promise," Angel assured her. His daughter buried her face in his shirt.
The needle made contact with Skylar's arm then. She squirmed a little at the prickle of her skin. It hurt mostly because she seemed to be feeling pain all over. But the shot was over in no time.
"There we are," said Dr. Samuels. He went over to his drawer and pulled out an orange sucker. He handed it to Skylar. "There you are. And I'll get you that prescription."
"See? That wasn't so bad was it?" Angel asked Skylar with a smile.
"No." Skylar gave him a half smile.
"Oh, and have her take some of this childrens' virus medicine," said the doctor handing the bottle to Angel. "She'll be well soon."
"Thank you," said Angel.
"No problem. It's what I do. Now I'll just write up this bill and you're free to go."
"Right," said Angel. He stood up and sat Skylar down in the chair he was sitting in. He sat her down. "I'll be right back, OK? I'm going to go tell Buffy." Skylar nodded as Angel left out.
"Oh, Angel," said Buffy, when he'd left out of the office. Buffy had been sitting outside the door. "Is she OK?"
"She's fine. Everything is fine. He gave her some medicine and a shot. Skylar will be back to normal in a few days."
"Good," Buffy sighed happily.
Frank walked up to Angel then. "Excuse me, sir, but is that your black cadillac that is about to be towed? I think I saw you drive up in it."
"What?" said Angel. He turned to Buffy. "Did we park somewhere we shouldn't have?"
"I don't think so. Come on. Let's go check it out," said Buffy.
Frank smiled deviously when they left. He opened the door of Dr. Samuel's office. Skylar was still sitting. Dr. Samuel's looked up from his bill at the strange man.
"Yes? May I help you?"
"Yes. You can get the hell out of my way," Frank replied. He grabbed onto the doctor and tossed him up against a wall hard. "Come with me." Frank lifted a sleepy Skylar up.
"Let go," Skylar protested weakly.
"No. But you'll be going soon."
Angel and Buffy left out of the hospital and looked around. There was no tow truck around. The cadilac was still parked.
"This is weird," said Buffy.
"No, it's not," said Reginald, coming up behind them.
Angel and Buffy turned and looked at him. "What's going on?" Angel asked. Frank ran out of the building with Skylar in his possession. "Skylar!" Buffy released a gasp.
"Take care of this," Frank told Reginald.
Reginald turned back to the slayer and vampire. He suddenly began to morph. His skin began to turn black and his finger nails started to grow longer and turned red. When the morphing was done Reginald had turned into the demon that'd attacked at the hotel earlier.
"Oh, my God! That's that damn thing that killed Skylar!" Buffy exclaimed.
"I remember," Angel growled angrily. He was thinking of the moment when he saw Skylar pass away. That only made him even more furious.
"Nice to see you again." Reginald glared. It only made him uglier.
"I wish I could stay for these festivities but I have to run," said Frank. He held Skylar up. "And so does she." He took a small device out of his pocket and pressed down on a button. A beam of light shot out of the device and a portal appeared. "Bye!" Frank ran and jumped into the portal.
Angel raced after him. The portal closed shut before Angel's nose could even get in. Angel's eyes grew wide. He could not believe what had just happened.
"Later, dude and dudet," said Reginald. He began to form black energy in his hands. He tossed one at Angel and another at Buffy. The engergy sent them flying into the cadilacc. Buffy was quickly knocked unconcious. "Goodbye." Reginald disappeard with that.
A/N: How's that for a long chapter, huh? You know what'll make it even better, though? Some nice long reviews! I live for them. And if you want to know what happens then I suggest you press that little button below and leave a comment. That is so simple.
Second A/N: A couple of you mention how much my story is like a script. Well, the truth is I am much better at conversation that I am at action. So… … no need to stone me. I have effort behind all of this. (Don't act like you can't see that.)