My Unsung Hero
Author: Bitca E-mail: bitca_101@hotmail.com
Authors Note: Again, sequel to 'Life', so yeah read that and part one of this to understand what is going on. It's set at 'Forever' Season 5 of Btvs.
Timeline: Hmm, about Glory, well in my story she doesn't really feature. It's more of a B/A story, and less mayhem, so let's just forget about Glory and her minions, and focus on the LURVE!!! :D heehehe
Rating: Will eventually become 'R' rated. (
Feedback: If you wouldn't mind I would love it... PLEASE OH PLEASE!!! : D
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Part 8
Buffy slowly opened her eyes to drowsily focus on the brown ones staring back at her. Blinking long and hard she smiled.
"Morning," she mumbled sleepily.
Angel gently caressed her cheek with the back of his knuckles, in a way answering her. She snuggled deeper into his embrace, cuddling under his chin with her hands on his chest.
They lay there together, holding each other, both very aware of the other's body...
Countless instants passed.
Then there was a knock at the door which broke their moment.
Buffy rolled away from Angel and sat up against the headboard next to him.
"Come in," she called putting a piece of hair behind her ear.
Dawn entered still in her pyjamas and walked over to the end of the bed.
"Morning," she breathed sadly.
"What are you doing up so early?" Buffy asked curiously as she absent- mindedly smoothed out her sheet.
"Well I was going to get some breakfast but um, we have no food."
"Oh god, the groceries, I forgot. Mum always did them on a Tuesday." Buffy locked eyes with her sister, and felt the connection between them instantly as the wound was re-opened, the loss, and hurt shining through her younger sister's troubled eyes.
"Groceries?" Angel felt he needed to ease the tension slowly clouding the room.
"Oh Dawnie, I don't feel like going grocery shopping today. Can't we just, order pizza?" Buffy thought this might cheer her sister up, she knew Dawn loved pizza. But she knew it was in vain, as Dawn gave her a less than impressed look.
"I doubt they make pizza for an 8:30 am dinner, Buffy."
"Well, I could go," Angel offered quietly, almost hoping they would order pizza, he wasn't really a grocery shopping person, it was more of a butchers blood shop, one item, no list required. "Grocery shopping," he added as the two Summers' girls turned to look at him wide eyed.
"You, grocery shopping?" Dawn asked disbelieving.
Buffy smiled, she knew Angel was trying everything he could to help them, even braving the isle's of human food.
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As Angel struggled with the worst trolley in history he couldn't help but regret offering to do the grocery shopping for Buffy. He was a famous vampire, he had AND could kill thousands of people, he could beat the snot out of everyone in the store without breaking a nail, but this trolley was something else. The front left wheel shook uncontrollably and the back right wheel didn't even touch the ground, and for some mysterious reason all it wanted to do was go around in circles.
He growled as the trolley banged into the shelves, AGAIN.
"Hey, do you want me to take over the driving?" Dawn asked worriedly as she watched his feral eyes slowly shift back into his usual soft brown.
"I think that would be a good idea," Angel sighed in relief as Dawn's hands took the trolley.
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"I can't see 'Cookies Dough Fudge Mint Chip' ice cream anywhere on this list, Dawn?" Angel scoured up and down the pencil scribbles, desperately hoping that she would listen. He couldn't bear to have that in the house, he would melt it in his hands.
"Nah, you never put that stuff on the list, pfft. Like you would forget to buy ice cream?" Dawn explained the logic of shopping to the older vampire as she dug in the freezer for the LARGE punnet.
"Besides," she huffed as she dumped it in the trolley. "It's Buffy's -"
"Favourite." Angel finished Dawns sentence with a tinge of sadness that was quickly masked.
"Yeah," Dawn managed a slight giggle at the forlorn vampire as he stood behind the decrepit trolley staring at the ice cream as if he was a dieting person and he hadn't had ice cream for months and could barely control the hunger for it.
"Angel?" Dawn ventured softly when he hadn't moved or said anything for a while.
"Angel?" She reached out and gently touched his hand to stir him. Dawn could have sworn he blinked back tears as he turned to look at her, no longer in his dream world.
"Are we done?"
"Yeah. Now comes the fun part, the checkouts."
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Dawn smiled as Angel was oblivious to the rather appreciative glances he was getting from the checkout lady as he emptied the trolley, bending over the trolley to reach the fruit at the bottom.
The checkout lady's jaw dropped and Dawn rolled her eyes.
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"She was checking you out!"
"No she wasn't!"
"Yes she was! I saw her. so what you going to do about it?" Dawn argued as she put the last empty plastic bag in the bag holder, with a rather evil smirk.
Angel just grumbled at Dawn, rolling his eyes, knowing it was futile to try and argue with a teenager and walked out to find where Buffy was, curious as to whether she wanted some late lunch.
But Angel paused suddenly as his eyes fell upon the small body balled up on the couch, Buffy had her legs tucked up underneath her to keep her little painted toes warm, and her head rested on her arm as she slept.
Smiling Angel quietly walked over and sat down next to her, carefully he took the remote control from underneath her hand and turned off the television. He gently put his hands around her waist in an attempt to pick her up but the touch stirred her and she just simply shifted to get more comfortable. And with her head now on his chest and one lazy arm over his shoulder she fell back asleep again, Angel sighed and leaned back so that she would be more comfortable, and couldn't help but stroke her hair from her sleeping face. He put his arm underneath her legs and pulled her up onto his lap, which earned him a protesting moan.
He shushed her back to sleep again and laid a kiss to her forehead as she softly began to snore against his shoulder.
Dawn smiled as she peeked around the corner at her sister and her lover/vampire/ex-boyfriend/enemy. The thought made her giggle and she remembered how good it felt to fall asleep in her mother's arms when she was little. But then again she had never really done it, cause all those memories weren't real, and she would never get the chance to make those memories. Dawn sniffled and turned to the stair case and went to her room as tears fell down her cheeks.
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Alright here's the preview for Part 9, it's a bit short I know, but I think if it was any longer I would give it ALL away. ;) But remember that I'm still evil D!! **Bitca
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She sighed into his mouth as his fingers thread through her hair, bringing her closer him as she pressed her breasts against his chest, loving the sensuality of their bodies pressed closely together.
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Author: Bitca E-mail: bitca_101@hotmail.com
Authors Note: Again, sequel to 'Life', so yeah read that and part one of this to understand what is going on. It's set at 'Forever' Season 5 of Btvs.
Timeline: Hmm, about Glory, well in my story she doesn't really feature. It's more of a B/A story, and less mayhem, so let's just forget about Glory and her minions, and focus on the LURVE!!! :D heehehe
Rating: Will eventually become 'R' rated. (
Feedback: If you wouldn't mind I would love it... PLEASE OH PLEASE!!! : D
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Part 8
Buffy slowly opened her eyes to drowsily focus on the brown ones staring back at her. Blinking long and hard she smiled.
"Morning," she mumbled sleepily.
Angel gently caressed her cheek with the back of his knuckles, in a way answering her. She snuggled deeper into his embrace, cuddling under his chin with her hands on his chest.
They lay there together, holding each other, both very aware of the other's body...
Countless instants passed.
Then there was a knock at the door which broke their moment.
Buffy rolled away from Angel and sat up against the headboard next to him.
"Come in," she called putting a piece of hair behind her ear.
Dawn entered still in her pyjamas and walked over to the end of the bed.
"Morning," she breathed sadly.
"What are you doing up so early?" Buffy asked curiously as she absent- mindedly smoothed out her sheet.
"Well I was going to get some breakfast but um, we have no food."
"Oh god, the groceries, I forgot. Mum always did them on a Tuesday." Buffy locked eyes with her sister, and felt the connection between them instantly as the wound was re-opened, the loss, and hurt shining through her younger sister's troubled eyes.
"Groceries?" Angel felt he needed to ease the tension slowly clouding the room.
"Oh Dawnie, I don't feel like going grocery shopping today. Can't we just, order pizza?" Buffy thought this might cheer her sister up, she knew Dawn loved pizza. But she knew it was in vain, as Dawn gave her a less than impressed look.
"I doubt they make pizza for an 8:30 am dinner, Buffy."
"Well, I could go," Angel offered quietly, almost hoping they would order pizza, he wasn't really a grocery shopping person, it was more of a butchers blood shop, one item, no list required. "Grocery shopping," he added as the two Summers' girls turned to look at him wide eyed.
"You, grocery shopping?" Dawn asked disbelieving.
Buffy smiled, she knew Angel was trying everything he could to help them, even braving the isle's of human food.
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As Angel struggled with the worst trolley in history he couldn't help but regret offering to do the grocery shopping for Buffy. He was a famous vampire, he had AND could kill thousands of people, he could beat the snot out of everyone in the store without breaking a nail, but this trolley was something else. The front left wheel shook uncontrollably and the back right wheel didn't even touch the ground, and for some mysterious reason all it wanted to do was go around in circles.
He growled as the trolley banged into the shelves, AGAIN.
"Hey, do you want me to take over the driving?" Dawn asked worriedly as she watched his feral eyes slowly shift back into his usual soft brown.
"I think that would be a good idea," Angel sighed in relief as Dawn's hands took the trolley.
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"I can't see 'Cookies Dough Fudge Mint Chip' ice cream anywhere on this list, Dawn?" Angel scoured up and down the pencil scribbles, desperately hoping that she would listen. He couldn't bear to have that in the house, he would melt it in his hands.
"Nah, you never put that stuff on the list, pfft. Like you would forget to buy ice cream?" Dawn explained the logic of shopping to the older vampire as she dug in the freezer for the LARGE punnet.
"Besides," she huffed as she dumped it in the trolley. "It's Buffy's -"
"Favourite." Angel finished Dawns sentence with a tinge of sadness that was quickly masked.
"Yeah," Dawn managed a slight giggle at the forlorn vampire as he stood behind the decrepit trolley staring at the ice cream as if he was a dieting person and he hadn't had ice cream for months and could barely control the hunger for it.
"Angel?" Dawn ventured softly when he hadn't moved or said anything for a while.
"Angel?" She reached out and gently touched his hand to stir him. Dawn could have sworn he blinked back tears as he turned to look at her, no longer in his dream world.
"Are we done?"
"Yeah. Now comes the fun part, the checkouts."
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Dawn smiled as Angel was oblivious to the rather appreciative glances he was getting from the checkout lady as he emptied the trolley, bending over the trolley to reach the fruit at the bottom.
The checkout lady's jaw dropped and Dawn rolled her eyes.
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"She was checking you out!"
"No she wasn't!"
"Yes she was! I saw her. so what you going to do about it?" Dawn argued as she put the last empty plastic bag in the bag holder, with a rather evil smirk.
Angel just grumbled at Dawn, rolling his eyes, knowing it was futile to try and argue with a teenager and walked out to find where Buffy was, curious as to whether she wanted some late lunch.
But Angel paused suddenly as his eyes fell upon the small body balled up on the couch, Buffy had her legs tucked up underneath her to keep her little painted toes warm, and her head rested on her arm as she slept.
Smiling Angel quietly walked over and sat down next to her, carefully he took the remote control from underneath her hand and turned off the television. He gently put his hands around her waist in an attempt to pick her up but the touch stirred her and she just simply shifted to get more comfortable. And with her head now on his chest and one lazy arm over his shoulder she fell back asleep again, Angel sighed and leaned back so that she would be more comfortable, and couldn't help but stroke her hair from her sleeping face. He put his arm underneath her legs and pulled her up onto his lap, which earned him a protesting moan.
He shushed her back to sleep again and laid a kiss to her forehead as she softly began to snore against his shoulder.
Dawn smiled as she peeked around the corner at her sister and her lover/vampire/ex-boyfriend/enemy. The thought made her giggle and she remembered how good it felt to fall asleep in her mother's arms when she was little. But then again she had never really done it, cause all those memories weren't real, and she would never get the chance to make those memories. Dawn sniffled and turned to the stair case and went to her room as tears fell down her cheeks.
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Alright here's the preview for Part 9, it's a bit short I know, but I think if it was any longer I would give it ALL away. ;) But remember that I'm still evil D!! **Bitca
*****///******
She sighed into his mouth as his fingers thread through her hair, bringing her closer him as she pressed her breasts against his chest, loving the sensuality of their bodies pressed closely together.
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