Authors note: This chappy will alternate between Angel and Buffy, starting
with Angel.. Hope this is ok!!
Here goes.
Chap 7
My hands shook as I pulled out my car keys and shoved them into the ignition. I sped off, my eyes blurred with confusion and doubt. This couldn't be her? How could she have returned from the dead?
Before I knew it I had pulled up outside a small wooden hut near an old forest. I sat for a moment, gathering up my thoughts and feelings. What would I say? I reached out for the door handle and made my way towards the hut.
I opened the door slowly, dreading entering for fear of what I might find. There was no one there. *Typical * I thought to myself, opening a small box near the door and switching on the electrics and heating. I had never known her to be early.
I suddenly found myself pacing up and down the living room, my head swam with worry. That if she went thought the pain I went through? I was so busy worrying I didn't even hear the door open.
Click.
I heard it close though. I looked up quickly and there she stood, tired and weak but still she gave me a smile. I returned it and for a couple of minutes neither of us knew what to say.
********* (Buff)
I approached the front door and panic gripped my senses. What if he didn't turn up?
I opened the door and there he stood, my Angel, dressed typically in black pacing the room slowly, his brow furrowed into lines of worry. I closed the door firmly behind me and he looked up, instantly noticing me.
My first reaction was to smile. Like in most situations, I felt that it was a good way to break the ice. He looked at me and his half smile appeared, his chocolate brown eyes relaxed slightly at the sight of me. I felt my body relax more and the nauseous feeling began to subside. Here he was, so tall and proud, standing before me like a true warrior.
Yet he stood so far away.
This began a new wave of worry. That was until I heard his soft whispering voice from across the room and I felt everything go numb.
****** (Angel)
"Hey" I whispered, I said it so quiet I couldn't believe she actually heard me.
"Hi." She smiled.
Suddenly I realised how far away we stood from each other, Buffy was still stood against the door.
I crossed the room in seconds and then paused just in front of her. Did she still want me this close to her?
****** (Buff)
I watched him walk and my heart skipped a beat as everything started to move in slow motion. He never took his eyes off me that was until he stopped.
For some reason I was filled with the desire to be once again in his arms, to be safe from the outside world, to feel protected. So I stepped forward slightly and hugged him tight, feeling his arms wrap around me was like a massive shield being placed around my body.
****** (Angel)
I had no reason to doubt.
Instantly I felt her arms wrap around my back and her head rested on my chest. Automatically I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer to me. Then she let it all out. I felt her body tense and start to shake as she burst into uncontrollable tears.
My automatic reaction was to kiss her lightly on the head and rock her body against mine, in an attempt to soothe my slayer.
Yet still she cried.
******(Buffy)
As the safety and warmth invaded my senses I felt finally as if I could let it all out. I burst into tears and he held me, not saying anything or asking any questions he just held me close till finally I quietened.
His arms loosened and he turned me to face him. I looked up into his eyes and he took my hands and led me to the sofa, sitting me down next to him. I curled up into a ball and he put his arms around me, keeping my body close to his. Then he spoke.
******(Angel)
I took her to the sofa and kept her close. I knew it was a bad time to talk but I had to get it off my chest, find out how bad it really was.
"What happened Buff." I held her hand again in mine, yet this time I noticed the cuts and bruises that ran across her knuckles.
"I dug my way out." She simply answered.
Horror hit me. I remembered from when I had dug myself out from a grave, but back then I felt no fear - it was exhilarating. But for a human being to have to crawl out of a grave must have been hell.
*****(Buffy)
I hesitated at the question. I knew I couldn't keep the truth from him: He knew me to well.
So I answered and felt the eerie silence fill the room as I anticipated an answer. His body grew rigid beside me as he heard the words.
****** (Angel)
"How long were you gone?" I remember her asking me the same question all those years ago.
"Long time." She answered, yet didn't seem to be cut up about it.
******(Buff)
I couldn't hold back, I had to tell him that I had been to heaven and had been at peace finally. I found myself desperate to get it out; I had to tell someone about what had happened.
I shifted slightly and looked up at him from my position.
"Angel, I-I was in heaven."
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Here goes.
Chap 7
My hands shook as I pulled out my car keys and shoved them into the ignition. I sped off, my eyes blurred with confusion and doubt. This couldn't be her? How could she have returned from the dead?
Before I knew it I had pulled up outside a small wooden hut near an old forest. I sat for a moment, gathering up my thoughts and feelings. What would I say? I reached out for the door handle and made my way towards the hut.
I opened the door slowly, dreading entering for fear of what I might find. There was no one there. *Typical * I thought to myself, opening a small box near the door and switching on the electrics and heating. I had never known her to be early.
I suddenly found myself pacing up and down the living room, my head swam with worry. That if she went thought the pain I went through? I was so busy worrying I didn't even hear the door open.
Click.
I heard it close though. I looked up quickly and there she stood, tired and weak but still she gave me a smile. I returned it and for a couple of minutes neither of us knew what to say.
********* (Buff)
I approached the front door and panic gripped my senses. What if he didn't turn up?
I opened the door and there he stood, my Angel, dressed typically in black pacing the room slowly, his brow furrowed into lines of worry. I closed the door firmly behind me and he looked up, instantly noticing me.
My first reaction was to smile. Like in most situations, I felt that it was a good way to break the ice. He looked at me and his half smile appeared, his chocolate brown eyes relaxed slightly at the sight of me. I felt my body relax more and the nauseous feeling began to subside. Here he was, so tall and proud, standing before me like a true warrior.
Yet he stood so far away.
This began a new wave of worry. That was until I heard his soft whispering voice from across the room and I felt everything go numb.
****** (Angel)
"Hey" I whispered, I said it so quiet I couldn't believe she actually heard me.
"Hi." She smiled.
Suddenly I realised how far away we stood from each other, Buffy was still stood against the door.
I crossed the room in seconds and then paused just in front of her. Did she still want me this close to her?
****** (Buff)
I watched him walk and my heart skipped a beat as everything started to move in slow motion. He never took his eyes off me that was until he stopped.
For some reason I was filled with the desire to be once again in his arms, to be safe from the outside world, to feel protected. So I stepped forward slightly and hugged him tight, feeling his arms wrap around me was like a massive shield being placed around my body.
****** (Angel)
I had no reason to doubt.
Instantly I felt her arms wrap around my back and her head rested on my chest. Automatically I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer to me. Then she let it all out. I felt her body tense and start to shake as she burst into uncontrollable tears.
My automatic reaction was to kiss her lightly on the head and rock her body against mine, in an attempt to soothe my slayer.
Yet still she cried.
******(Buffy)
As the safety and warmth invaded my senses I felt finally as if I could let it all out. I burst into tears and he held me, not saying anything or asking any questions he just held me close till finally I quietened.
His arms loosened and he turned me to face him. I looked up into his eyes and he took my hands and led me to the sofa, sitting me down next to him. I curled up into a ball and he put his arms around me, keeping my body close to his. Then he spoke.
******(Angel)
I took her to the sofa and kept her close. I knew it was a bad time to talk but I had to get it off my chest, find out how bad it really was.
"What happened Buff." I held her hand again in mine, yet this time I noticed the cuts and bruises that ran across her knuckles.
"I dug my way out." She simply answered.
Horror hit me. I remembered from when I had dug myself out from a grave, but back then I felt no fear - it was exhilarating. But for a human being to have to crawl out of a grave must have been hell.
*****(Buffy)
I hesitated at the question. I knew I couldn't keep the truth from him: He knew me to well.
So I answered and felt the eerie silence fill the room as I anticipated an answer. His body grew rigid beside me as he heard the words.
****** (Angel)
"How long were you gone?" I remember her asking me the same question all those years ago.
"Long time." She answered, yet didn't seem to be cut up about it.
******(Buff)
I couldn't hold back, I had to tell him that I had been to heaven and had been at peace finally. I found myself desperate to get it out; I had to tell someone about what had happened.
I shifted slightly and looked up at him from my position.
"Angel, I-I was in heaven."
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