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Here's the new part!!!! I promise it was well worth the wait because juicy stuff happens!!!! Anywayz, enjoy and feedback....because its mandatory!!!!!!
******Oh and the song is by Avril L......(don't know how to spell it!!!!!!) And called "I'm with You!!!! I know, not normally my kind of music, but she's the baddest, so here it is!!!! I love AVRIL!!!!! Besides, doesn't she seem as though she'd play the perfect DAWN!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh, I was selective with the lyrics, so note that not all parts of the song are in the fic!!!! Sorry, I had to make it fit!!!!!!!!!!
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Lilah got up from her confines with Wesley. She walked to the outer room and picked up the phone.
"Hello, Donavan? Take a message to the boss. Tell him to increase Ms. Summers' programming to the next stage....Yes, I know its dangerous, but we're running out of time and I want to see Angel crawl. Okay, thanks. I'll be in touch." And she hung up. In the shadows, Wesley tip-toed back to his place in bed and faked sleep, terrified of the implications of the call.
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"How long have they been gone?" Dawn asked, sitting next to Willow.
"Couple of hours. Angel followed her though. She should be fine." She smiled.
"I hope she gets back to her old self soon. I really miss my sister."
"Hey, we all do." Xander offered. The door opened and slammed as a dark figure stormed through the doors. And into the living area.
"Where is Buffy, Angel?" Xander asked.
"Still out. She pretty much ditched me. Where's Connor?" He asked.
"Right here. Anything new?" He asked.
"No, not really, but.."
"Sorry to interrupt, but Angel, there is a call for you. Wesley. He sounds urgent." Giles offered. Angel silenced and went to the phone.
"What?" He asked.
"I have some information. I've been gathering helpful information for the past couple of weeks and I'm afraid we have a problem. A chip has been planted in Buffy's head and I don't quite know the extent of the chip, but its become dangerous most recently. Lilah has made a call, progressing her into the next stage, whatever that is. Is she there with you currently?" He asked.
"No. Damnit!" he cursed.
"Well, find her. I don't think I need to tell you the danger in this. You need to find her before...hello?...hello?..." Angel had hung up.
"Willow, Giles? I need a locator spell. I'm leaving to find her now and call me on my cell if you find anything or she comes back." And he ran from the house before anyone could question him.
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She stood on a cliff, looking down at the waves crashing into the rocks below.
I'm standing on a bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
She didn't know what had possessed her to come here, but she knew why. She knew he was coming.
I thought that you'd be here,
By now.
She couldn't explain the feeling pulsing through her body. She knew it was wrong. For some reason, that made it all the more exhilarating.
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody please take me home?
And then, he was there.
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
She heard him call her name and she began to cry. He took a step forward and she turned. She smiled at him and he read her eyes. He whispered a painful, "no".
Won't you, take me by the hand
Show me somewhere new
She took this as her opportunity to break and turned toward the cliff and ran. With preternatural speed, he followed, bellowing at the top of his lungs in an inhumane roar for her to not jump. She swan dove over the ledge and heard his voice screaming, pleading no and it was beautiful. She felt his arms wrap around her body as she plunged into darkness and it was almost as though they were ballet dancers and lovers. They were falling in slow motion.
I don't know who you are, but I'm
I'm with you
He wrapped his body around hers, knowing that the fall wouldn't kill him as they fell into oblivion, shielding her human and fragile body from harm.
I'm with you...........
They hit a rock and Angel's arms became slack around her, allowing her head to smack against the rock with the impact. The chip in her head shorted and she looked at the crushed body of her lover and roared into the heavens.
Why is everything so confusing?
"Angel?" She began to sob. Her head hurt and she felt as though she had been released form a movie she had been trapped in.
"Angel, baby, wake up. You're going to be okay. Just open yours eyes. Please." she started to cry harder. "Please, I'm sorry." She threw her body over his and held him tightly, repeating to herself "please, please, please."
"You promised me. You promised you'd help me and that you'd take care of me. Remember?" she cried, growing desperate and peppering kisses as a way to hold on tighter. Time grew old and she lost track of the time spent holding him and knew that soon, the sun would be up. Slowly, his eyes opened.
"Buffy?" He groaned.
"Angel! You're okay? Oh, God, I thought I lost you." She cried, holding him and kissing him lightly, once more. He couldn't help but smile.
"Does this mean the old Buffy is back?" He teased.
"For now, but there is a lot you must know. But, I'm sorry, for a lot of things that are happening and that will happen." She apologized.
"I'm sorry too. Lets go somewhere a little covered. I can smell the sun rise." He suggested.
"I know. There's a cave over there. Here, let me help you up." She offered, and he help onto her and her to him, for support as they staggered to safety.
