Title: Devastating Past
Author: Valerie
E-mail: funbreath@msn.com
Disclaimer: they don't belong to me
Summary: AU Angel is new at Sunnydale High. He meets Buffy and the gang. They think he's just a regular kid. Not likely.
Timeline: during season 2 of BTVS...sorta. Let's just say that Buffy and the gang are in their Junior year in Sunnydale High.
Spoilers: as far as alternate universe goes...almost nothing. References on demons from BTVS and Angel from time to time, but that's about it
Rating: R
Distribution: You can take it but ask me first please.
Feedback: That's a big big big yes!!!!! It's my first fic, so please?
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11.
Cordelia led Angel to Jenny's office, stepping out of the sight of their friends. The brunette wasn't interested in Angel the way Xander and Buffy thought, though. Sure, it had crossed her mind, but after a few minutes of thinking, she figured she was happy with Xander. Angel was the definition of a Greek God, hell yeah, and he was obviously a fantastic basketball player, but he was way too broody and mono-syllabic for her likings. It was just nice to have him as a friend.
"Come on in!" The friendly teacher said from her seat in front of her computer, finishing typing her notes for a class. Angel entered the office silently, looking around for a moment before looking at Miss Calendar, hands in pockets. "Well hello!"
"Er...hi. I'm sorry to disturb you, but I wanted to talk to you...if it's ok." Angel said calmly.
"Sure Angel. What can I do for you?" She smiled kindly. Angel intended her class, and she had noticed that he was a lot smarter with computers than he seemed at first. He was doing...well basically nothing in class. Jenny enjoyed very much annoying her students who didn't make an effort at all, by embarrassing them in front of the whole class with a tricky question about computers, but much to her surprise, Angel had always managed to answer perfectly, making her the embarrassed one. He looked like he enjoyed that a lot, and she loved challenges. Jenny had taken a liking in that mysterious new boy.
Angel sat in front of her and leaned slightly on the desk. "I know I don't work at all during your classes." He started, feeling somehow uncomfortable that he had to be honest and everything with a stranger. And a teacher.
"Really?" She asked sarcastically, grinning openly. That made him less nervous and he answered by a small smile.
"Yeah, but it's just 'cause it's what I do."
"Not working at school?"
"Exactly. It's a rule, and don't get me wrong, I'm not gonna bail on it. It suits me." He stated, shrugging.
"Oh, well what can I possibly do for you if you insist on not working?"
"I'm a challenge and you love it." He explained simply, making her smile. "And the not working part, it's just at school. Which leads me to my point here. I'm sure you read my file. Snyder made it clear to me that the whole faculty knew that I was...what were his words? Oh yeah, a post-pubescent underachiever."
"He's so nice." Jenny sighed, amused.
"Anyway, I kinda thought about going to you for help, 'cause you're the only teacher who doesn't look at me with pity drooling all over your face."
"I love your way to admit that you like me." She stated, curious about what he was about to ask her and pleased that he trusted her enough to come.
"I'm 18 now, so I'm allowed to live on my own, even though I'm doomed to have the social services on my back for years. But I'm broke. Last year...the persons who were in charge of me were not so bad and they used to give me money for dates, lunch and stuff. But now...the Evans are not the ones to share."
"Why do you wanna live on your own?" She questioned him, getting serious seeing it was an obviously important matter.
Angel remained silent for a moment, trying to decide if it was not stupid to share too much with her. He had been thinking a lot about Miss Calendar lately, and it disturbed him that he felt like he could share everything with her. She was beautiful, kind, generous...and he liked that a lot, but he couldn't help feeling it was wrong to feel this way. And it was hard for him to admit that he didn't appreciate those feelings he had towards Jenny because he already felt this way about another woman. Eventually he figured that the fact that she could be able to help him was worth the try. "I don't want to live with anyone but with my parents or my sister. Kristin is living with her dream family and I don't wanna intrude. So alone it is. Not that I complain, it's what I want, but I need money to get that apartment."
"Okay, I understand, but how could I help you?"
"Er...I was thinking you could...maybe need a little help...with anything. I don't know much in Sunnydale yet, so you're the only person I could think of. Well, not the only, but the other job I got is paying enough for the rent of the apartment only, and I need stuff...food is kinda important. I've heard of the virus that has contaminated the computers of the school and that is starting to destroy important files."
"Yes, it is an amazingly tough one. I've been working for weeks on a program to get rid of it before it starts destroying every file the administration keeps on students, but I just can't seem to find it." Jenny told him, sighing.
"So you could use a little help. Right?" He asked, hoping she'd say yes. She chuckled slightly at his suggestion. She did believe he was better with computers than he showed, but she doubted he could succeed in something she didn't.
"Look, I appreciate Angel, but it is one of the most complicated virus I've seen. I'll talk to other teachers to see if they need help with something, if you want."
"Thanks, but no. I don't wanna be the butt-monkey of some Snyder-wannabe. What do you say...if I can get rid of that virus and save every single file you already lost...would you pay me? 'Cause I've already started my job at the garage yesterday, I just need money to pay for food so that I can move in as soon as possible."
"Wow. You certainly don't like to wait." She remarked, impressed.
"If you had to live with Hannibal Lector's relatives, you would too." He smirked.
"Okay, I'll leave you one chance. Meet me at the computer lab after lunch, and we'll see how good you are, champ." She said, standing up to go to her class.
"Thanks, I really appreciate."
*****
Later that day, Buffy was walking to the computer lab, where Giles had sent her to give Jenny some old musty book his girlfriend wanted to borrow. She entered the room and spotted Jenny at her desk, talking to some guy she had classes with. "Hi." She made herself known with a little smile.
"Oh, hello Buffy." Jenny replied. She handed the guy a file, thanked him and he was gone. That's when Buffy realized there was someone else in the room, sitting with his back at her on a desk at the other side of the class. He had his feet crossed on the table, the keypad on his lap and was typing amazingly quickly for her opinion. Well, she never remembered where all the letters were, so whenever she saw someone actually typing without having a look at the keypad, she was amazed. Although, at this moment, she was more staring at Angel's hands, his legs, the back of his head, the way his black shirt hung to his muscles on his back and arms...
"He's yummy, isn't he?" Jenny whispered in Buffy's ear. The young slayer had not heard Jenny when she called at her, so the teacher had followed her gaze, to Angel.
"What?" Buffy jumped in surprise.
"Angel. What a hottie, he's so sexy." She told her student and friend, with a bright teasing smile.
"Miss Calendar, are you forgetting you are involved with a certain British librarian?" Buffy answered playfully.
"I was just reading your mind. Don't tell me you're not thinking about going over him, sit on his muscled thighs, lick his bottom lip and pinch his firm butt."
"Oh my god! Jenny, how can you say that!" Buffy retorted, her eyes wide open.
"Come on, just looking at the way you were staring at him I could tell you've got a huge crush on the boy. So spill. Naughty thoughts about his computer skills?"
"Hell yeah." Buffy admitted, sighing deeply. "Anyway, here's the book you wanted to borrow from Giles."
"Oh thanks. And he asked me to let him try to get rid of the virus on the school computers." Jenny answered as she was flipping through the book.
"Excuse me?"
"Angel. I'm sure you were wondering what he was doing here." Jenny grinned.
"Hey Buffy." The blonde heard the sweet honey voice of Angel and turned around to look at him.
"Hi."
"Are you going home?" Angel asked her.
"Er...yeah. In a few minutes."
"Would you mind if I walked you home? I need to go talk to the Parkers so I figured I could...you know...go with you." He asked, mentally crossing his fingers.
"Sure. I'd like that." Buffy answered, a broad smile on her face. With a smile on his own, Angel turned back to the computer. About five minutes later, Jenny and Buffy were interrupted in their conversation by noise coming from Angel's computer. They went over to see that Angel was grinning, his arms crossed over his chest. They looked at the screen, where files were flying all around, then it stopped and the computer screen turned normal again.
"Oh my god!" Jenny exclaimed, taking Angel's seat and going through a few files to check if Angel had actually succeeded. "I can't believe it! You did it! You even saved the files we had lost! How did you do that?"
"Well, it was not that complicated. Anyone could have done it" Angel teased with a half smile.
"You are amazing! How did you know how to..." She trailed of, unable to finish her sentence from the surprise.
"Like you said. I'm amazing." Angel joked, grinning as he saw Buffy smiling at him. "So I did it, right? You said you agreed that if I could get rid of the virus you would...you know."
"Oh, yeah. Give me a second." Jenny left the two of them to get her purse.
"So...you're like a computer genius or something?" Buffy asked Angel.
"Or something."
"Then how did you know what to do?" She insisted. Much to her surprise, Angel leaned over her with a smirk.
"I created that virus with a bunch of friends last year. But it's a secret, ok?" He admitted in a whisper against her ear, which made her shiver from the feel of his breath on her skin.
"Did you put it in the computer to get money from stopping it?" She asked before she could stop herself.
"No, I didn't. I'm over my hacker phase." He answered, staring at her lips with lusty thoughts about them in his mind. Before they could do anything else, Jenny came back and handed Angel his money.
*****
"I just don't get it Kristin!" Willow told the brunette over the phone that evening. "Buffy called this afternoon and she told me that Angel had asked her to walk home with her. They even hold hands again and everything!"
"Did he kiss her before he left?" Kristin asked her partner in matchmaking.
"No, but she doesn't know if he was about to do it, 'cause she heard her mom move around in the house and she freaked that Joyce would see them."
"Damn, can you say worst timing?"
"Well, as I was saying, I don't understand those two. They're both crazy about each other but they don't act on it! Why don't they go on a date or just kiss for goodness' sake?!"
"I guess they're afraid the other will brush them off. Well, at least I know Angel is. He's been through hell the last few months 'cause of a girl, and he's trouble moving on. I'm not sure he would handle it very well if Buffy rejected him."
"She's not gonna! He's all she can think about!" Willow almost shouted in frustration. Her best friend was really great, but sometimes she could be so stubborn.
"I know that."
"Did you tell him to come over this week-end?"
"Well, I asked him what he would be doing, and he said he would put away his stuff in his new apartment. He's moving in on Friday evening. So it's a no."
"Oh." Willow was a little disappointed. She had hoped that if they saw each other more...
"Anyway, all that deal with Cordelia, it was nothing. Snyder made Angel join the basketball team, and Cordelia helped him a little since she's a cheerleader. I asked him and he said they were just friends."
"Yeah, I know. They talked about it this afternoon and Buffy said he had told her he thought that Cordelia was nice but she wasn't his type."
"His type is the blondes."
"Which works out pretty well for us, since Buffy is blonde." Willow pointed out.
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Author: Valerie
E-mail: funbreath@msn.com
Disclaimer: they don't belong to me
Summary: AU Angel is new at Sunnydale High. He meets Buffy and the gang. They think he's just a regular kid. Not likely.
Timeline: during season 2 of BTVS...sorta. Let's just say that Buffy and the gang are in their Junior year in Sunnydale High.
Spoilers: as far as alternate universe goes...almost nothing. References on demons from BTVS and Angel from time to time, but that's about it
Rating: R
Distribution: You can take it but ask me first please.
Feedback: That's a big big big yes!!!!! It's my first fic, so please?
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11.
Cordelia led Angel to Jenny's office, stepping out of the sight of their friends. The brunette wasn't interested in Angel the way Xander and Buffy thought, though. Sure, it had crossed her mind, but after a few minutes of thinking, she figured she was happy with Xander. Angel was the definition of a Greek God, hell yeah, and he was obviously a fantastic basketball player, but he was way too broody and mono-syllabic for her likings. It was just nice to have him as a friend.
"Come on in!" The friendly teacher said from her seat in front of her computer, finishing typing her notes for a class. Angel entered the office silently, looking around for a moment before looking at Miss Calendar, hands in pockets. "Well hello!"
"Er...hi. I'm sorry to disturb you, but I wanted to talk to you...if it's ok." Angel said calmly.
"Sure Angel. What can I do for you?" She smiled kindly. Angel intended her class, and she had noticed that he was a lot smarter with computers than he seemed at first. He was doing...well basically nothing in class. Jenny enjoyed very much annoying her students who didn't make an effort at all, by embarrassing them in front of the whole class with a tricky question about computers, but much to her surprise, Angel had always managed to answer perfectly, making her the embarrassed one. He looked like he enjoyed that a lot, and she loved challenges. Jenny had taken a liking in that mysterious new boy.
Angel sat in front of her and leaned slightly on the desk. "I know I don't work at all during your classes." He started, feeling somehow uncomfortable that he had to be honest and everything with a stranger. And a teacher.
"Really?" She asked sarcastically, grinning openly. That made him less nervous and he answered by a small smile.
"Yeah, but it's just 'cause it's what I do."
"Not working at school?"
"Exactly. It's a rule, and don't get me wrong, I'm not gonna bail on it. It suits me." He stated, shrugging.
"Oh, well what can I possibly do for you if you insist on not working?"
"I'm a challenge and you love it." He explained simply, making her smile. "And the not working part, it's just at school. Which leads me to my point here. I'm sure you read my file. Snyder made it clear to me that the whole faculty knew that I was...what were his words? Oh yeah, a post-pubescent underachiever."
"He's so nice." Jenny sighed, amused.
"Anyway, I kinda thought about going to you for help, 'cause you're the only teacher who doesn't look at me with pity drooling all over your face."
"I love your way to admit that you like me." She stated, curious about what he was about to ask her and pleased that he trusted her enough to come.
"I'm 18 now, so I'm allowed to live on my own, even though I'm doomed to have the social services on my back for years. But I'm broke. Last year...the persons who were in charge of me were not so bad and they used to give me money for dates, lunch and stuff. But now...the Evans are not the ones to share."
"Why do you wanna live on your own?" She questioned him, getting serious seeing it was an obviously important matter.
Angel remained silent for a moment, trying to decide if it was not stupid to share too much with her. He had been thinking a lot about Miss Calendar lately, and it disturbed him that he felt like he could share everything with her. She was beautiful, kind, generous...and he liked that a lot, but he couldn't help feeling it was wrong to feel this way. And it was hard for him to admit that he didn't appreciate those feelings he had towards Jenny because he already felt this way about another woman. Eventually he figured that the fact that she could be able to help him was worth the try. "I don't want to live with anyone but with my parents or my sister. Kristin is living with her dream family and I don't wanna intrude. So alone it is. Not that I complain, it's what I want, but I need money to get that apartment."
"Okay, I understand, but how could I help you?"
"Er...I was thinking you could...maybe need a little help...with anything. I don't know much in Sunnydale yet, so you're the only person I could think of. Well, not the only, but the other job I got is paying enough for the rent of the apartment only, and I need stuff...food is kinda important. I've heard of the virus that has contaminated the computers of the school and that is starting to destroy important files."
"Yes, it is an amazingly tough one. I've been working for weeks on a program to get rid of it before it starts destroying every file the administration keeps on students, but I just can't seem to find it." Jenny told him, sighing.
"So you could use a little help. Right?" He asked, hoping she'd say yes. She chuckled slightly at his suggestion. She did believe he was better with computers than he showed, but she doubted he could succeed in something she didn't.
"Look, I appreciate Angel, but it is one of the most complicated virus I've seen. I'll talk to other teachers to see if they need help with something, if you want."
"Thanks, but no. I don't wanna be the butt-monkey of some Snyder-wannabe. What do you say...if I can get rid of that virus and save every single file you already lost...would you pay me? 'Cause I've already started my job at the garage yesterday, I just need money to pay for food so that I can move in as soon as possible."
"Wow. You certainly don't like to wait." She remarked, impressed.
"If you had to live with Hannibal Lector's relatives, you would too." He smirked.
"Okay, I'll leave you one chance. Meet me at the computer lab after lunch, and we'll see how good you are, champ." She said, standing up to go to her class.
"Thanks, I really appreciate."
*****
Later that day, Buffy was walking to the computer lab, where Giles had sent her to give Jenny some old musty book his girlfriend wanted to borrow. She entered the room and spotted Jenny at her desk, talking to some guy she had classes with. "Hi." She made herself known with a little smile.
"Oh, hello Buffy." Jenny replied. She handed the guy a file, thanked him and he was gone. That's when Buffy realized there was someone else in the room, sitting with his back at her on a desk at the other side of the class. He had his feet crossed on the table, the keypad on his lap and was typing amazingly quickly for her opinion. Well, she never remembered where all the letters were, so whenever she saw someone actually typing without having a look at the keypad, she was amazed. Although, at this moment, she was more staring at Angel's hands, his legs, the back of his head, the way his black shirt hung to his muscles on his back and arms...
"He's yummy, isn't he?" Jenny whispered in Buffy's ear. The young slayer had not heard Jenny when she called at her, so the teacher had followed her gaze, to Angel.
"What?" Buffy jumped in surprise.
"Angel. What a hottie, he's so sexy." She told her student and friend, with a bright teasing smile.
"Miss Calendar, are you forgetting you are involved with a certain British librarian?" Buffy answered playfully.
"I was just reading your mind. Don't tell me you're not thinking about going over him, sit on his muscled thighs, lick his bottom lip and pinch his firm butt."
"Oh my god! Jenny, how can you say that!" Buffy retorted, her eyes wide open.
"Come on, just looking at the way you were staring at him I could tell you've got a huge crush on the boy. So spill. Naughty thoughts about his computer skills?"
"Hell yeah." Buffy admitted, sighing deeply. "Anyway, here's the book you wanted to borrow from Giles."
"Oh thanks. And he asked me to let him try to get rid of the virus on the school computers." Jenny answered as she was flipping through the book.
"Excuse me?"
"Angel. I'm sure you were wondering what he was doing here." Jenny grinned.
"Hey Buffy." The blonde heard the sweet honey voice of Angel and turned around to look at him.
"Hi."
"Are you going home?" Angel asked her.
"Er...yeah. In a few minutes."
"Would you mind if I walked you home? I need to go talk to the Parkers so I figured I could...you know...go with you." He asked, mentally crossing his fingers.
"Sure. I'd like that." Buffy answered, a broad smile on her face. With a smile on his own, Angel turned back to the computer. About five minutes later, Jenny and Buffy were interrupted in their conversation by noise coming from Angel's computer. They went over to see that Angel was grinning, his arms crossed over his chest. They looked at the screen, where files were flying all around, then it stopped and the computer screen turned normal again.
"Oh my god!" Jenny exclaimed, taking Angel's seat and going through a few files to check if Angel had actually succeeded. "I can't believe it! You did it! You even saved the files we had lost! How did you do that?"
"Well, it was not that complicated. Anyone could have done it" Angel teased with a half smile.
"You are amazing! How did you know how to..." She trailed of, unable to finish her sentence from the surprise.
"Like you said. I'm amazing." Angel joked, grinning as he saw Buffy smiling at him. "So I did it, right? You said you agreed that if I could get rid of the virus you would...you know."
"Oh, yeah. Give me a second." Jenny left the two of them to get her purse.
"So...you're like a computer genius or something?" Buffy asked Angel.
"Or something."
"Then how did you know what to do?" She insisted. Much to her surprise, Angel leaned over her with a smirk.
"I created that virus with a bunch of friends last year. But it's a secret, ok?" He admitted in a whisper against her ear, which made her shiver from the feel of his breath on her skin.
"Did you put it in the computer to get money from stopping it?" She asked before she could stop herself.
"No, I didn't. I'm over my hacker phase." He answered, staring at her lips with lusty thoughts about them in his mind. Before they could do anything else, Jenny came back and handed Angel his money.
*****
"I just don't get it Kristin!" Willow told the brunette over the phone that evening. "Buffy called this afternoon and she told me that Angel had asked her to walk home with her. They even hold hands again and everything!"
"Did he kiss her before he left?" Kristin asked her partner in matchmaking.
"No, but she doesn't know if he was about to do it, 'cause she heard her mom move around in the house and she freaked that Joyce would see them."
"Damn, can you say worst timing?"
"Well, as I was saying, I don't understand those two. They're both crazy about each other but they don't act on it! Why don't they go on a date or just kiss for goodness' sake?!"
"I guess they're afraid the other will brush them off. Well, at least I know Angel is. He's been through hell the last few months 'cause of a girl, and he's trouble moving on. I'm not sure he would handle it very well if Buffy rejected him."
"She's not gonna! He's all she can think about!" Willow almost shouted in frustration. Her best friend was really great, but sometimes she could be so stubborn.
"I know that."
"Did you tell him to come over this week-end?"
"Well, I asked him what he would be doing, and he said he would put away his stuff in his new apartment. He's moving in on Friday evening. So it's a no."
"Oh." Willow was a little disappointed. She had hoped that if they saw each other more...
"Anyway, all that deal with Cordelia, it was nothing. Snyder made Angel join the basketball team, and Cordelia helped him a little since she's a cheerleader. I asked him and he said they were just friends."
"Yeah, I know. They talked about it this afternoon and Buffy said he had told her he thought that Cordelia was nice but she wasn't his type."
"His type is the blondes."
"Which works out pretty well for us, since Buffy is blonde." Willow pointed out.
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