Aaaaaaaaannnnnnnndddddddd we're back. Yes peoples. After my short break
from this story we are back on track and ready to write. I'm feeling a
whole lot better! (even though I had a coughing fit in the car and in the
middle of science class) As promised I have a thank you chapter here. I'm
not sure how long this chapter will be considering I'm writing it right now
but I'll try to make it long. K? Anyway, here are the thank you's;
CrazyDru: Can I thank you enough? One of my best reviewers from the beginning! I realize that chapter 4 has translation mistakes but we'll just use our imaginations and pretend that's how the language goes. Thanx!
Tariq: I totally love you. Seriously. You were my first reviewer and I have had nothing but inspiration from you. Keep it up! Thanx a lot!
Dezi: I promise this won't be too depressing but sometimes it will get angsty. But thank you for reviewing!
Emmy-el: Another one of my first reviews I really appreciate it! Totally keep on reading! Thanx!
Queen Boadicea: Thank you for your constructive critisism and keeping my head only minimally inflated. You keep me grounded and writing! Thanx!
Valerie: ::Looks around:: There were googly eyes? Where? Oh well, anyway thanx 4 the reviews!
Jess: Thank you for your reviews!
Kit: I love your reviews! The first one cracked me up! (::Crystal's friend Krysten runs onstage:: "It doesn't take much though!" ::Crystal glares at Krysten and runs her off stage::) No, but seriously here, thank you sooooooo much!
Even: Thanx 4 telling me about the lead- lead(metal) thing. I fixed that but then CrazyDru pointed out some more messup's ::glares jokingly in CrazyDru's direction:: Thanx 4 the tip!
anmr69: Thanx 4 ure reviews! I was positively delighted when I saw your review! Thanx!
To the person who did not put their name on the review: I totally appreciate your review! Next time put your name on it so I can shower you with thanx!
Now on to the fic! Kudos to whomever spots part of a Titanic line.~Crystal (O! By the way; New quote of the day: But where will the penguins live if we drink all the water? Ok.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 5: Blood
The first thing that came to Angel's mind when he first woke up was that he really had to stop blacking out. Next, he could barely think at all, as a fresh wave of pain hit his body nearly causing him to black out. Damn it! (thoughts) Just as suddenly as it came it was gone and he felt a warm sensation running down his throat. After realizing what it was, he pulled back with great difficulty.
"No..." His voice was so weak Angel could barley recognize it as his own. The next thing he heard was so beautiful. It sounded like a sweet melody played just as one was falling asleep. It pulled at his mind and cleared his muddled senses a little.
"Just drink. It's alright. It's not human I promise." Angel couldn't resist as the smell of blood filled his senses and he gave in to the temptation. It's not human, It's not human. It was all he could think of. For some reason the thought of blood sickened him. To a point where he almost wanted to throw up. It tasted so good but it was so dead. A plethora of dead cells once used to push life through a being. To make it think. To make it move. To make it live.
With this last thought, Angel turned his head and the presence left his side. He whimpered a little before he felt a cool sensation on his head. He tried to open his eyes but everything hurt. Pain. Pain was all he could feel. He couldn't remember anything. Only blood, pain, and death. These unhappy thoughts caused Angel to whimper again and the sensation moved from his forehead, trailed down his face to his lips, then his shoulder, down his arm, and then settled comfortably in his hand. Hand. That's what it is. Angel could remember some things now. Feeling, besides pain, was coming back into his body. Light filtered in behind his closed eyes and he suddenly was very aware of his surroundings. He could remember. How did he get here though? All he remembered was that he was going to leave and he had written a letter. But to who? Why didn't he get to leave. Wait. More was coming back to him. He had been walking when he saw a fist. Who would hit him? Why wouldn't they want him to go? He was going to hurt someone. Someone who was a goddess, with honey-blond hair. Who was sweet, beautiful, and strong, yet at the same time tired. So tired. Just like him. How could- Buffy. It was Buffy. Buffy with the letter. Buffy who hit him. Buffy who he could hurt if he didn't leave now. He struggled to get up but found he was restricted to the bed. He became aware that he was chained to the bed. Soon the feeling of panic entered his mind and he began to struggle. He had to get out of here! Didn't they understand that he was dangerous? He had to go before he snapped or they did something to hurt his beloved. He had to go. He opened his eyes to see Buffy rush back into the room and run over to the bed.
"Angel what are you doing?" She sounded worried and frightened and attempted to hold him down but he could feel the chains weakening.
"I have...to go...to much pain..blood..there's too much blood..hurt...Buffy..can't hurt...must leave...hope..hurt Buffy!"
Angel could see Buffy's eyes fill with tears and was slightly confused but then she got angry. Angry he could understand. He just couldn't understand sadness. Sadness hurt too much.
"NO! Angel you can't leave! You'll die! Your fever is burning up and you don't have much time to..time to...you won't...." Suddenly all of her anger seemed spent and all there was left was a little girl. Just a sad little girl in a big bad world that was determined to hurt her anyway possible. A little girl who loved a very ignorant and wonderful little boy. A little boy who might die soon. "Angel I read the letter, and I know what you were going to do. I may not know you as well as I had or thought I did but Angel you can't leave! You can't leave all of them without their friend! Hell, you're more then a friend to them you're family! You can't leave you're family!" He voice had risen high during this point but once again it fell to a whisper so low Angel had to strain to here it. "You can't leave me." Silent tears ran down both their cheeks and Angel had a hard time speaking up.
"Buffy you don't understand! I won't be able to control myself!" Buffy interrupted.
"You did last time!" Angel was ready to come back.
"I won't be able to this time! Not this time....not again. Buffy I love you! I love you! I can't hurt you! I would rather kill myself! I do want to be with you though! I would go to hell and back if it would let me be with you but I can't give in because this time I know I won't be able to stop! You read the letter! Do you want me to take that away? Take your life away? Do you?" Angel had trouble speaking at this point and broke off. He turned his head to the side as tears made their way in paths down his face.
"I love you too. That's why I won't give up. Angel. If you don't agree to this then I don't get to go back to heaven." Angel gasped and looked back at Buffy who was now turned around. "I remember heaven Angel. I remember all of it. I remember being happy, I remember being loved, I remember being relaxed, I just...remember. I got my memories of heaven back right before I found your masterpiece. They told me in the dream that I came back for the sole purpose of delivering your redemption. Funny huh? The one person you claimed to love, that you ran away from and are running away from now is your redemption." Buffy smiled bitterly. "We would be a best-seller tragedy. Have you read that new book? The one where Buffy kills Angel? Or hey how bout that one where she makes him loose his soul." Angel winced visibly at her interpretation of their past. Buffy noticed this and plunged ahead recklessly. "Don't like that huh? Ok, well how bout the part where Angel almost kills her when she tries to save him, or the part where he leaves her because he loves her too much for her own good. No. You don't like that and neither do I but you don't see that we could end the story with the happily ever after instead of the tragic ending. We could have the last laugh at fate. No Romeo&Juliet for us! We got the fairy tale ending. The final chapter where everyone's happy and the prince and the princess get married in the setting sun and ride off on a tall white horse. Or we could have your ending. Where everyone's miserable, the main hero dies, and the other one dies either out of heartbreak or she kills herself. I don't want that ending Angel! I want my ending to be with you when I'm an old, old woman lying warm in her bed. That's the ending I'll get if you stay." She paused to let it all sink in and then she jumped into the deep end headfirst. "So what ending do you want Angel?"
Angel sat there for a minute just absorbing. Then he started studying her face. After what seemed like ages, he sat back. Buffy nervously looked from his comforter to anything else in the room except for Angel. Then she felt his hand slip in hers.
"I want the fairy tale ending."
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O.o! So what'd ya think? Huh? Huh? C'mon, I don't bite! Well.. unless you make me mad. But tell me anyway!
CrazyDru: Can I thank you enough? One of my best reviewers from the beginning! I realize that chapter 4 has translation mistakes but we'll just use our imaginations and pretend that's how the language goes. Thanx!
Tariq: I totally love you. Seriously. You were my first reviewer and I have had nothing but inspiration from you. Keep it up! Thanx a lot!
Dezi: I promise this won't be too depressing but sometimes it will get angsty. But thank you for reviewing!
Emmy-el: Another one of my first reviews I really appreciate it! Totally keep on reading! Thanx!
Queen Boadicea: Thank you for your constructive critisism and keeping my head only minimally inflated. You keep me grounded and writing! Thanx!
Valerie: ::Looks around:: There were googly eyes? Where? Oh well, anyway thanx 4 the reviews!
Jess: Thank you for your reviews!
Kit: I love your reviews! The first one cracked me up! (::Crystal's friend Krysten runs onstage:: "It doesn't take much though!" ::Crystal glares at Krysten and runs her off stage::) No, but seriously here, thank you sooooooo much!
Even: Thanx 4 telling me about the lead- lead(metal) thing. I fixed that but then CrazyDru pointed out some more messup's ::glares jokingly in CrazyDru's direction:: Thanx 4 the tip!
anmr69: Thanx 4 ure reviews! I was positively delighted when I saw your review! Thanx!
To the person who did not put their name on the review: I totally appreciate your review! Next time put your name on it so I can shower you with thanx!
Now on to the fic! Kudos to whomever spots part of a Titanic line.~Crystal (O! By the way; New quote of the day: But where will the penguins live if we drink all the water? Ok.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 5: Blood
The first thing that came to Angel's mind when he first woke up was that he really had to stop blacking out. Next, he could barely think at all, as a fresh wave of pain hit his body nearly causing him to black out. Damn it! (thoughts) Just as suddenly as it came it was gone and he felt a warm sensation running down his throat. After realizing what it was, he pulled back with great difficulty.
"No..." His voice was so weak Angel could barley recognize it as his own. The next thing he heard was so beautiful. It sounded like a sweet melody played just as one was falling asleep. It pulled at his mind and cleared his muddled senses a little.
"Just drink. It's alright. It's not human I promise." Angel couldn't resist as the smell of blood filled his senses and he gave in to the temptation. It's not human, It's not human. It was all he could think of. For some reason the thought of blood sickened him. To a point where he almost wanted to throw up. It tasted so good but it was so dead. A plethora of dead cells once used to push life through a being. To make it think. To make it move. To make it live.
With this last thought, Angel turned his head and the presence left his side. He whimpered a little before he felt a cool sensation on his head. He tried to open his eyes but everything hurt. Pain. Pain was all he could feel. He couldn't remember anything. Only blood, pain, and death. These unhappy thoughts caused Angel to whimper again and the sensation moved from his forehead, trailed down his face to his lips, then his shoulder, down his arm, and then settled comfortably in his hand. Hand. That's what it is. Angel could remember some things now. Feeling, besides pain, was coming back into his body. Light filtered in behind his closed eyes and he suddenly was very aware of his surroundings. He could remember. How did he get here though? All he remembered was that he was going to leave and he had written a letter. But to who? Why didn't he get to leave. Wait. More was coming back to him. He had been walking when he saw a fist. Who would hit him? Why wouldn't they want him to go? He was going to hurt someone. Someone who was a goddess, with honey-blond hair. Who was sweet, beautiful, and strong, yet at the same time tired. So tired. Just like him. How could- Buffy. It was Buffy. Buffy with the letter. Buffy who hit him. Buffy who he could hurt if he didn't leave now. He struggled to get up but found he was restricted to the bed. He became aware that he was chained to the bed. Soon the feeling of panic entered his mind and he began to struggle. He had to get out of here! Didn't they understand that he was dangerous? He had to go before he snapped or they did something to hurt his beloved. He had to go. He opened his eyes to see Buffy rush back into the room and run over to the bed.
"Angel what are you doing?" She sounded worried and frightened and attempted to hold him down but he could feel the chains weakening.
"I have...to go...to much pain..blood..there's too much blood..hurt...Buffy..can't hurt...must leave...hope..hurt Buffy!"
Angel could see Buffy's eyes fill with tears and was slightly confused but then she got angry. Angry he could understand. He just couldn't understand sadness. Sadness hurt too much.
"NO! Angel you can't leave! You'll die! Your fever is burning up and you don't have much time to..time to...you won't...." Suddenly all of her anger seemed spent and all there was left was a little girl. Just a sad little girl in a big bad world that was determined to hurt her anyway possible. A little girl who loved a very ignorant and wonderful little boy. A little boy who might die soon. "Angel I read the letter, and I know what you were going to do. I may not know you as well as I had or thought I did but Angel you can't leave! You can't leave all of them without their friend! Hell, you're more then a friend to them you're family! You can't leave you're family!" He voice had risen high during this point but once again it fell to a whisper so low Angel had to strain to here it. "You can't leave me." Silent tears ran down both their cheeks and Angel had a hard time speaking up.
"Buffy you don't understand! I won't be able to control myself!" Buffy interrupted.
"You did last time!" Angel was ready to come back.
"I won't be able to this time! Not this time....not again. Buffy I love you! I love you! I can't hurt you! I would rather kill myself! I do want to be with you though! I would go to hell and back if it would let me be with you but I can't give in because this time I know I won't be able to stop! You read the letter! Do you want me to take that away? Take your life away? Do you?" Angel had trouble speaking at this point and broke off. He turned his head to the side as tears made their way in paths down his face.
"I love you too. That's why I won't give up. Angel. If you don't agree to this then I don't get to go back to heaven." Angel gasped and looked back at Buffy who was now turned around. "I remember heaven Angel. I remember all of it. I remember being happy, I remember being loved, I remember being relaxed, I just...remember. I got my memories of heaven back right before I found your masterpiece. They told me in the dream that I came back for the sole purpose of delivering your redemption. Funny huh? The one person you claimed to love, that you ran away from and are running away from now is your redemption." Buffy smiled bitterly. "We would be a best-seller tragedy. Have you read that new book? The one where Buffy kills Angel? Or hey how bout that one where she makes him loose his soul." Angel winced visibly at her interpretation of their past. Buffy noticed this and plunged ahead recklessly. "Don't like that huh? Ok, well how bout the part where Angel almost kills her when she tries to save him, or the part where he leaves her because he loves her too much for her own good. No. You don't like that and neither do I but you don't see that we could end the story with the happily ever after instead of the tragic ending. We could have the last laugh at fate. No Romeo&Juliet for us! We got the fairy tale ending. The final chapter where everyone's happy and the prince and the princess get married in the setting sun and ride off on a tall white horse. Or we could have your ending. Where everyone's miserable, the main hero dies, and the other one dies either out of heartbreak or she kills herself. I don't want that ending Angel! I want my ending to be with you when I'm an old, old woman lying warm in her bed. That's the ending I'll get if you stay." She paused to let it all sink in and then she jumped into the deep end headfirst. "So what ending do you want Angel?"
Angel sat there for a minute just absorbing. Then he started studying her face. After what seemed like ages, he sat back. Buffy nervously looked from his comforter to anything else in the room except for Angel. Then she felt his hand slip in hers.
"I want the fairy tale ending."
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O.o! So what'd ya think? Huh? Huh? C'mon, I don't bite! Well.. unless you make me mad. But tell me anyway!
