A/N: here we go. Chapter 8, before the weekend.
Okay, a bit disappointing news now. Since I'm going home for my holidays and the 'vacation' we get to study (and the upcoming exams), I won't be able to upload this often (since we're still one of those families without the wonder of internet :'( ) But don't worry, I'll finish this story, I promise!
Anyway, enjoy, It's a bit short maybe, but hey, the next one will be longer :o)
HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYBODY!!!!!
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Chapter 8
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*~* 1.5 months later *~*
POV (guess who.)
I'm cruising though town, top down, inhaling deeply the nightly air. The stench of exhaust fumes touch my nostrils as I'm waiting at a junction. I can't say I didn't miss it. This city is intoxicating. They're right if they say no one really belongs here. It scares people, it's heavenly. Every time I pass town I'm surprised about the differences in this town. Large skyscrapers, old warehouses, big expensive villas. And yet, all of them are just people, just living, breathing creatures, humans and others. Most of the humans not even aware of the nature of the other ones. Some women smile back at me as I'm waiting at a zebra crossing. Yes, I've still got it.
I've hesitated about coming back here too. Maybe I was better off in Sunnydale, near the hellmouth, annoying the slayer and her friends. But hey, been there, done that. It would get boring too after a while. Instead I'm back in my city. The city of Angels. I came back for her.only her. It's thanks to her I'm back, and this time I'm planning to stay.
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Buffy's POV
It's been over a month now that he's been gone, and still no sign. I can't deny that I'm worried. It's not like him. I miss him, and I love him still.
Spike's here with me, but it doesn't mend the pain. It's not like Angel and I broke up, again, and that I can or want to go on with Spike now. Angel just left. First Cordelia, now me. At least I'm not left alone carrying his children.
Maybe that's why he left. He wouldn't choose, or wouldn't accept it all.
I still don't really understand. What we had was great, really great, like it's always been. And I know our love was true. I miss you, Angel.
I can hear Dawn and Connor laughing down in the kitchen. It's good to see them smile. I agreed on letting Connor come with us to Sunnydale, for Dawn. Even though they're still only teenagers, you can see the love.
Of course I made sure they had separate bedrooms. And Connor is working in the Magic Box during the day. It's surprisingly how much he and Angel are alike, although they probably don't even know it themselves.
Willow and Giles went to L.A. today, to Cordelia and Xander, to see how they were doing, and checking in at the Hyperion to see if there was any news on Angel. I doubt it. He's gone and it's killing me.
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Cordy's POV
Waking up I can hear them stumbling in the kitchen, preparing me some breakfast. Eggs. Xander's sweet and trying hard, and I appreciate it, but he's a lousy cook. For eggs, that is. Or maybe it's because I just got used to Angel's cooking skills.
It's weird, even though I've let Xander back into my heart, it hurts when I think about him. He's been gone for a month and a half now and I don't know if we should give up hope or not.
Xander says not to worry, and not to think about it too much. I know I mustn't. Stress is bad for the babies, and for me. But I still love Angel, that's something that won't change.
I love Xander, and I know he's crazy about me, and I know he'll be a good husband and father, but Angel isn't someone you just stop loving in an instant, not even after all he's done. He's a part of my life.
As I get up, I can feel the babies moving. They're alive and fine. I still rest a lot, but the medication has stopped. The gynaecologist says they'll be okay, and I trust him.
When I enter the kitchen I'm greeted by Xander with a hug and a kiss, then Dennis, giving me my cup of coffee.
In about an hour Willow and Giles will arrive. It's good to see them once in a while. Too bad Connor isn't coming along. I miss him, but it's good he follows his heart.
'Eggs?' Xander asks, helping me push my chair closer to the table, placing a soft kiss on my cheek in the process.
I smile and nod, getting hungry.
It's good to have a family.
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Okay, a bit disappointing news now. Since I'm going home for my holidays and the 'vacation' we get to study (and the upcoming exams), I won't be able to upload this often (since we're still one of those families without the wonder of internet :'( ) But don't worry, I'll finish this story, I promise!
Anyway, enjoy, It's a bit short maybe, but hey, the next one will be longer :o)
HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYBODY!!!!!
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Chapter 8
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*~* 1.5 months later *~*
POV (guess who.)
I'm cruising though town, top down, inhaling deeply the nightly air. The stench of exhaust fumes touch my nostrils as I'm waiting at a junction. I can't say I didn't miss it. This city is intoxicating. They're right if they say no one really belongs here. It scares people, it's heavenly. Every time I pass town I'm surprised about the differences in this town. Large skyscrapers, old warehouses, big expensive villas. And yet, all of them are just people, just living, breathing creatures, humans and others. Most of the humans not even aware of the nature of the other ones. Some women smile back at me as I'm waiting at a zebra crossing. Yes, I've still got it.
I've hesitated about coming back here too. Maybe I was better off in Sunnydale, near the hellmouth, annoying the slayer and her friends. But hey, been there, done that. It would get boring too after a while. Instead I'm back in my city. The city of Angels. I came back for her.only her. It's thanks to her I'm back, and this time I'm planning to stay.
**--**--**
Buffy's POV
It's been over a month now that he's been gone, and still no sign. I can't deny that I'm worried. It's not like him. I miss him, and I love him still.
Spike's here with me, but it doesn't mend the pain. It's not like Angel and I broke up, again, and that I can or want to go on with Spike now. Angel just left. First Cordelia, now me. At least I'm not left alone carrying his children.
Maybe that's why he left. He wouldn't choose, or wouldn't accept it all.
I still don't really understand. What we had was great, really great, like it's always been. And I know our love was true. I miss you, Angel.
I can hear Dawn and Connor laughing down in the kitchen. It's good to see them smile. I agreed on letting Connor come with us to Sunnydale, for Dawn. Even though they're still only teenagers, you can see the love.
Of course I made sure they had separate bedrooms. And Connor is working in the Magic Box during the day. It's surprisingly how much he and Angel are alike, although they probably don't even know it themselves.
Willow and Giles went to L.A. today, to Cordelia and Xander, to see how they were doing, and checking in at the Hyperion to see if there was any news on Angel. I doubt it. He's gone and it's killing me.
**--**--**
Cordy's POV
Waking up I can hear them stumbling in the kitchen, preparing me some breakfast. Eggs. Xander's sweet and trying hard, and I appreciate it, but he's a lousy cook. For eggs, that is. Or maybe it's because I just got used to Angel's cooking skills.
It's weird, even though I've let Xander back into my heart, it hurts when I think about him. He's been gone for a month and a half now and I don't know if we should give up hope or not.
Xander says not to worry, and not to think about it too much. I know I mustn't. Stress is bad for the babies, and for me. But I still love Angel, that's something that won't change.
I love Xander, and I know he's crazy about me, and I know he'll be a good husband and father, but Angel isn't someone you just stop loving in an instant, not even after all he's done. He's a part of my life.
As I get up, I can feel the babies moving. They're alive and fine. I still rest a lot, but the medication has stopped. The gynaecologist says they'll be okay, and I trust him.
When I enter the kitchen I'm greeted by Xander with a hug and a kiss, then Dennis, giving me my cup of coffee.
In about an hour Willow and Giles will arrive. It's good to see them once in a while. Too bad Connor isn't coming along. I miss him, but it's good he follows his heart.
'Eggs?' Xander asks, helping me push my chair closer to the table, placing a soft kiss on my cheek in the process.
I smile and nod, getting hungry.
It's good to have a family.
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