Although I wish I did, I unfortunately do not own any of the characters in
this story. If I did though, you can rest assured BtVS and A:tS would be
rated R because Spike and Angel would be nakey every week, and Buffy and
Angel would get back together FOREVER and Spike and Faith would go be bad
a$$ and kick some major a$$! But I don't so forget all that. Well, where
were we? Oh, yes, Angel has come to SD because of the loss of his
incredible and beloved Buffy, but Buffy is now back. What's this?! Who
has just walked into the room declaring his love for Buffy?! Daring to get
in the way of her and her true love-Angel.
Rating- hrm, PG-13 because of language. And all of the scenes with Spike and Angel running around nakey! MUHUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! No, j/k. No nudity for Spike and Angel, sorry ladies.
(The reason all my chapters were so short was 'cause my comp had a virus and *everything* I saved was deleted, so I couldn't save it)
Angel flicked his head around only to see . . . Riley! Riley walked up to the bed, completely ignoring the fact that Angel was sitting on it embracing Buffy.
"I thought about it and I realized that I could never love anyone more than I love you." He walked up to the bed and sat down next to Willow, taking Buffy's other hand, Angel ad released Buffy.
"Riley." Buffy faintly whispered. She looked bewildered, she had never been laying on a bed, helpless on a bed with Angel, Riley, and Willow all sitting around her. And, oh bloody hell; Spike was bringing her a bowl of chicken noodle soup!
"Riley." Said Buffy. "Aren't you married?"
"Yeah, Mr. Tough Guy," said Spike. "So what are you? Some kind of two- timing poof?"
"Spike!" Said Willow. "We talked about this! There will only be THREE crude comments a day! That was your sixth, mister."
"Umm . . . sorry."
"You should be."
"Uh, guys?" Said Buffy. Can we keep on the subject at hand?"
"Oh, right." Replied Willow.
"Riley." Said Buffy (again). "Aren't you married?"
Riley looked down and then all around. "Sam and I . . . It didn't really work out. I came to see you about it and I heard that you had . . . oh, Buffy, I'm SO sorry!" Riley leaned down and embraced Buffy, who looked bewildered as she released Angel's hand.
Buffy stared into Angel's deep, chocolaty brown eyes in longing, more than anything she just wanted to be alone with him and talk. About what happened, what really happened. His feelings, his emotions-and hers.
"Riley." Said Buffy. "I- this is so sudden."
"I know." He replied "I know it's really sudden, and I'm sorry, this isn't really what I envisioned my return to be like. Buffy looked surprised at that remark. She had no idea that he felt that way, she didn't-or did she? She had no idea what she felt. Riley, Angel-nothing was making any sense! What was the point of all this? She loved Angel, she knew she did. But Riley. Who was she supposed to choose? "Why does all of this always have to be so complicated?" She thought.
"Buffy?" Said a voice. Buffy looked up from her thinking and saw that it was Angel who had said it.
"Yes?" She replied.
"Maybe I should leave Riley and you alone for a little while."
"No."
Angel didn't look like he was about to argue with her and he slowly removed her hand from his knee and stood up. He smiled at her and left the room.
"Was THAT the answer? Angel leaving? No! It couldn't be. That would be totally stupid!"
"Buffy?" Said Riley. "I love you. I can't stop loving you. I don't know why. I'm just following my heart here."
"Riley." Replied Buffy. "Oh, Riley. I don't know what to do. I-I'm just not sure right now."
Riley nodded, a look of disappointment on his face.
Angel's P.O.V.
"What's going on in there?" He wondered. "This was so stupid. How could I think that Buffy would still be in love with me like I am with her. People change, Buffy changes. I can't believe I came back here. I shouldn't of."
"Well, well, well." Said a voice. "Look who's come back to Sunnydale. Guess you really can't go that long shagless."
Angel had a sudden urge to punch Spike's brains out. He was in no mood. With all this confusion, perfect timing, Spike- as usual. "Spike, I really don't need your crap right now."
"Yeah, well I could really use a chipless head right now, but we don't always get what we want, do we?"
Angel wasn't sure what Spike meant by 'chipless,' but he decided to ignore that part of Spike's comment.
"I know, *Spike.* You think I haven't already figured that out? I should probably just leave." With that Angel turned to leave the house.
"No!" Shouted Spike. "Angel. You can't go."
Angel looked confused. Spike? Telling HIM to stay?
"Pardon?" Asked Angel.
"Y-you can't go. Buffy, she's miserable, she's not Buffy. It's annoying the shit out of me. I-I read her diary. A vampire who can't eat any living thing tends to get a little bored. She, she wrote something like this." Spike rolled his eyes to the top of his head as he tried to remember, then corrected them to recite the entry to Angel.
" 'Things have been really odd lately. I fell like a part of me is missing. It's like what I felt like when A left. But the hole is bigger, more painful. I don't quite understand it. Like, what's wrong with me? But it started a while ago, like when A left. It never fully went away. Sometimes I wish I could tell the gang that I'm not as strong as I make it look. I'm strong, I know that, but not as strong as they think. There's, one damn thing that makes me weak. Him. I just wish that I had run after him. If I could just turn back time, change my reaction. I wish he were here right now, holding me. That was the only time I ever felt REALLY safe- in his arms. My one, TRUE love. Angel.' "
Angel stood there for a few moments, soaking it all up, breathing it all in. He couldn't believe that Buffy felt the same way, her heart hurt worse than his. A single tear fell from his eye. One of the only tears he as ever shed. In that one tear it was as if all the pain, suffering, and agony he had caused and had had caused to him came out, in that one single, solitary tear. He was strong too, but like Buffy, he too was not full. There was that single piece missing, that vital piece that was needed for his survival. Love, his one, true love-Buffy.
Rating- hrm, PG-13 because of language. And all of the scenes with Spike and Angel running around nakey! MUHUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! No, j/k. No nudity for Spike and Angel, sorry ladies.
(The reason all my chapters were so short was 'cause my comp had a virus and *everything* I saved was deleted, so I couldn't save it)
Angel flicked his head around only to see . . . Riley! Riley walked up to the bed, completely ignoring the fact that Angel was sitting on it embracing Buffy.
"I thought about it and I realized that I could never love anyone more than I love you." He walked up to the bed and sat down next to Willow, taking Buffy's other hand, Angel ad released Buffy.
"Riley." Buffy faintly whispered. She looked bewildered, she had never been laying on a bed, helpless on a bed with Angel, Riley, and Willow all sitting around her. And, oh bloody hell; Spike was bringing her a bowl of chicken noodle soup!
"Riley." Said Buffy. "Aren't you married?"
"Yeah, Mr. Tough Guy," said Spike. "So what are you? Some kind of two- timing poof?"
"Spike!" Said Willow. "We talked about this! There will only be THREE crude comments a day! That was your sixth, mister."
"Umm . . . sorry."
"You should be."
"Uh, guys?" Said Buffy. Can we keep on the subject at hand?"
"Oh, right." Replied Willow.
"Riley." Said Buffy (again). "Aren't you married?"
Riley looked down and then all around. "Sam and I . . . It didn't really work out. I came to see you about it and I heard that you had . . . oh, Buffy, I'm SO sorry!" Riley leaned down and embraced Buffy, who looked bewildered as she released Angel's hand.
Buffy stared into Angel's deep, chocolaty brown eyes in longing, more than anything she just wanted to be alone with him and talk. About what happened, what really happened. His feelings, his emotions-and hers.
"Riley." Said Buffy. "I- this is so sudden."
"I know." He replied "I know it's really sudden, and I'm sorry, this isn't really what I envisioned my return to be like. Buffy looked surprised at that remark. She had no idea that he felt that way, she didn't-or did she? She had no idea what she felt. Riley, Angel-nothing was making any sense! What was the point of all this? She loved Angel, she knew she did. But Riley. Who was she supposed to choose? "Why does all of this always have to be so complicated?" She thought.
"Buffy?" Said a voice. Buffy looked up from her thinking and saw that it was Angel who had said it.
"Yes?" She replied.
"Maybe I should leave Riley and you alone for a little while."
"No."
Angel didn't look like he was about to argue with her and he slowly removed her hand from his knee and stood up. He smiled at her and left the room.
"Was THAT the answer? Angel leaving? No! It couldn't be. That would be totally stupid!"
"Buffy?" Said Riley. "I love you. I can't stop loving you. I don't know why. I'm just following my heart here."
"Riley." Replied Buffy. "Oh, Riley. I don't know what to do. I-I'm just not sure right now."
Riley nodded, a look of disappointment on his face.
Angel's P.O.V.
"What's going on in there?" He wondered. "This was so stupid. How could I think that Buffy would still be in love with me like I am with her. People change, Buffy changes. I can't believe I came back here. I shouldn't of."
"Well, well, well." Said a voice. "Look who's come back to Sunnydale. Guess you really can't go that long shagless."
Angel had a sudden urge to punch Spike's brains out. He was in no mood. With all this confusion, perfect timing, Spike- as usual. "Spike, I really don't need your crap right now."
"Yeah, well I could really use a chipless head right now, but we don't always get what we want, do we?"
Angel wasn't sure what Spike meant by 'chipless,' but he decided to ignore that part of Spike's comment.
"I know, *Spike.* You think I haven't already figured that out? I should probably just leave." With that Angel turned to leave the house.
"No!" Shouted Spike. "Angel. You can't go."
Angel looked confused. Spike? Telling HIM to stay?
"Pardon?" Asked Angel.
"Y-you can't go. Buffy, she's miserable, she's not Buffy. It's annoying the shit out of me. I-I read her diary. A vampire who can't eat any living thing tends to get a little bored. She, she wrote something like this." Spike rolled his eyes to the top of his head as he tried to remember, then corrected them to recite the entry to Angel.
" 'Things have been really odd lately. I fell like a part of me is missing. It's like what I felt like when A left. But the hole is bigger, more painful. I don't quite understand it. Like, what's wrong with me? But it started a while ago, like when A left. It never fully went away. Sometimes I wish I could tell the gang that I'm not as strong as I make it look. I'm strong, I know that, but not as strong as they think. There's, one damn thing that makes me weak. Him. I just wish that I had run after him. If I could just turn back time, change my reaction. I wish he were here right now, holding me. That was the only time I ever felt REALLY safe- in his arms. My one, TRUE love. Angel.' "
Angel stood there for a few moments, soaking it all up, breathing it all in. He couldn't believe that Buffy felt the same way, her heart hurt worse than his. A single tear fell from his eye. One of the only tears he as ever shed. In that one tear it was as if all the pain, suffering, and agony he had caused and had had caused to him came out, in that one single, solitary tear. He was strong too, but like Buffy, he too was not full. There was that single piece missing, that vital piece that was needed for his survival. Love, his one, true love-Buffy.
