Same rules still aply. Own nothing. Know nothing.
I would do all the pairing and stuff again but I mean what would really be the point.
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Willow hit the alarm clock and slowly sat up in her bed.
"Stupid annoying buzzy sound." she muttered sleepily. She yawned and stretched her arms over her head before getting completely out of the bed. She walked to the bathroom slowly. Flicking on the lightswitch, Willow turned on the faucet and splashed some cold water on her face. As she walked back to her room she noticed that the balcony doors were still opened slightly. She immediatly jumped and looked towards her computer chiar.
No. It's daytime and Angelus can't get me now. Not during the day. I'm safe. She closed the door and walked to her closet. Willow grabbed a pink sweater and some faded jeans and threw them on. She then began to look for a brush.
Maybe it was a dream she thought. Yes. I like that idea. It was just all some freaky-deaky wierdo dream that never really happened. A self-satisfied smile crept onto her face as she began to brush her hair. As soon as she was ready for school, she grabbed her bag and made her way towards Sunnydale High. Then a thought hit her. Hey! If that was some freaky-deaky wierdo dream what does this say about my physce? After a long and somewhat disturbing conversation with herself, she decided it was better to have a sacrred physce than to be dead. Much better. She finally reached the school and saw Xander and Buffy sitting on the steps.
"Hey guys!" Willow said perkily as she ran up to them.
"Hey Willow." Xander said grimly.
"What's wrong?" she asked as she sat on the step beneath her friends. Xander shot a glance over at Buffy.
"Angel. He came to my room last night." Buffy mumbeled.
"Oh. Are you s-sure? Maybe it was all just some freaky deaky dream?" Willow asked hopefully. Buffy and Xander tossed each other some unsure looks.
"No. I mean it was high in the freak deakiness but it was no dream."
Willow frowned and let out a sigh. Dream? Puh. No such luck for me.
"Did you find anything?" Buffy asked.
"Huh? Oh no. Sorry." Willow had promies to look for stuff about a vampire uninvite spell or something. And she had been until...
"Okay. So like who died?" Cordelia asked as she came up to them.
"Angle came to Buffy's room last night." Xander told her.
"Oh. Sorry Buffy. Willow did you find that uninvite thingie because I invited him in my car and..."
"Did find it. But I'm going to keep looking. We'll find something Buffy I promise." Willow assured her friend. The four teenagers walked into the school. They all agreed on an emergency Scooby meeting to discuss Angel after school.
Willow went through the rest of the day in somewhat of a daze. Her mind always wondering back to what Angelus had said before he left. He was going to be back. Willow walked into the library. She saw Oz sitting at the end of the table and smiled as he looked up at her. She sat by him and watched as the others came into the room. Cordelia and Xander sat next to them. Giles paced back and fourth cleaning his glasses during every other sentence as usual and Buffy sat at the other end of the table swinging her legs.
"Found anything Giles?" Buffy asked impatiently. She didn't like the fact that Angel could come into her room or her friends room and kill them at random. She wanted and needed at least some place where she could be protected.
"No. But I have found a book that seems quite promising. Once we find the spell, Willow will preform it." Giles told them.
"Me? Are you sure Giles?" Willow squeaked. Ever since they had found out about Mrs. Calender knowing about the curse, she was kind of out of the inner scooby circle. So it was Willow's job to handel the computer and witchy stuff. Niether of which she minded really.
"Yes. It is a smiple spell and doesn't require much...I didn't mean it that way." Giles said. Willow knew what he meant of course. It didn't require any actualy talent. Sure she'd screwed up some spells before and she may not be that good. But she did have some talent. She knew that.
"It's okay." she whispered.
Angelus watched them through the library window. He say Buffy jump down from the table and declare she was going out on patrol. He quickly returned his attention back to Willow. Drusilla had warned him when he'd come back to the warehouse to stay away from her. What could be so dangerous about the sweet little girl he was watching? He would have to find out.
Buffy, and the others got up to leave, leaving Willow and Oz sitting awkwardly at the table. Oz got up and Willow followed him to the library door.
"Willow?"
"Yea Oz?" she asked. She and Oz hadn't been doing a lot of stuff ever since Buffy's birthday. And she didn't know if he was still interested.
"Dingos are playing at the Bronze tonight. And occasionly they have to give us breaks. So I was thinking that maybe you could come and we could hang out during said breaks." Willow smiled at him.
Angelus found himself clutching his hands together in a fist. He had told her to be home. And what was she doing with him anyway. He was puny. And by the smell of him, a wolf. Ha. Willow had a thing for the warewolf. A triumphant sneer crossed his face as he watched them. Master vampires had power over wolves. Oz posed no threat to him. Not that he watned Willow. Of course not. He had no interest in her whatsoever. This is Willow he told himself. Buffy. Buffy is your concern. But in the last 24 hours not much of his time had been used thinking about how he could torture the slayer. It was on Willow.
"I'd love to!" Willow exclaimed. She looked out the window and saw a heavy outline that looked strangely familiar.
She'd seen him. He was sure of it because he smelled a wave of fear wash over her. Willow shook her head and polietly declined the date and a walk home from the warewolf. Good girl he thought.
Willow walked outside and said goodbye to Oz. Sh looked around frantically and began to run down the street. She was determined to avoid Angelus at all costs. But if she did run into him she was not going to get Oz killed in the process. She felt herself run into a cold, hard body. Producing a large 'thump' sound as she did. Angelus grabbed her shoulders forcfully, causing her to look up.
"Not trying to avoid me are you Willow?" he laughed with a bit of sacrastic hurt in his voice.
"No. Of course not." Willow said quickly.
"Good." he said lazily. Angelus stepped back slightly from her. He watched her curiously to see if she would try to run away. It wouldn't do her any good but it would make for an interesting chase. When he saw she was making no effort to get away, he relaxed his grip on her shoulders.
Why did I just go to the Bronze with Oz? Oh yea because Angelus would kill us both.
"It's dark out here Willow. A pretty little thing like you shouldn't be walking around at night with no protection. It's not very safe." he told her.
More safety tips from Angelus. Maybe he should write a book. I can see it now. '101 ways to stay alive on the Hellmouth.' Rule number one: Don't become best friends with the slayer she thought bitterly. She mentally kicked herself for thinking something like that. If it wasn't for Buffy I would be dead.
"I should take you home. Wouldn't want you to get hurt. We both know who Buffy would come after if her little friend got hurt."
"Oh um. Thank you for the offer really. But my house isn't to far from here and I have a stake so I think I'll be fine. Because there are some other people on the streets and ah, like I said not that far from my house." she rambeled. Angelus smiled and took her back pack from her. He opened it and reached inside, pulling out a wooden stake.
"This stake?" he asked in a husky voice. She nodded sadly. He smiled and through it into the middle of the road.
"Well. Now looks like you have no protection. And really, I insist." he said.
"If you insist." she sighed.
Angelus moved beside her and put his arm tightly around her around waist pulling her into him. He began to walk the short distance to her home. Willow followed reluctantly behind him. Staring as they passed the stake that lay in the road. Why is he doing this she thought. Why aren't I dead? Not that I mind not being dead. Nope. If he doesn't want to kill me who am I to argue. Angelus could feel her trembling in his tight hold on her. He heard her heartbeat quicken as he tightened his grip. The fear radiating off of her engulphed him. He took in a slow breath, savoring the smell of darkness and power that is so close to the surface. She darted her eyes across the street. Adorable he thought. She's trying to get away. But she didn't struggle or scream.
"Willow?" said an annoyingly high-pitched voice from behind them. Willow struggeled against his grip to turn around. But Angelus glared at her and continued to walk towards her hom.
"Um, hello! Like rude much?" asked the voice again as a blond girl in a light blue dress steppe in front of them.
"Oh. Uh. Hi Harmony." Willow said. Angelus let out a small growl. This girl was disturbing his time with Willow. He didn't know why he was so upset about it. And he didn't care. He just wanted the annoying blond to leave.
"Who's this? I thought you were still with Oz?" Harmony asked. Great. Now is the perfect time to run into the gossip queen. Willow thought it might be better to be killed by Angelus then try to get away with Harmony.
"Harmony are you going somewhere with this because I really don't want to..."
"Now now Willow be good. Answer the little twits question so we can be on our way." Angelus said angrily.
"Twi! Fine. I'll see you later Willow. Or more hopefully and to the point, not." Harmony remarked as she pushed past them.
Angelus laughed and began to continue thier walk.
"She was nice." he said sarcastically.
"Yea. The queen of the snobs ever since Cordelia left." And maybe your only hope of living to see another sunrise. Stupid Willow she told herself. Rule number two: When in a vampires deadly grasp, seak help from every possible person. Even if it is Harmony.
"Oz huh? The wolf." he told her trying to act like the confrontation with the girl didn't affect him.
"How'd you know he was a..."
"I can sense these things Willow. I am a Master Vampire." he informed her.
"Sense it?" She'd known that vampires had hightened sense but she didn't know that they could actually sense things.
"I can feel it when somebody has darkness or power in them. Just like the wolf. And Buffy. And you."
"Me?" she asked in confusion.
"You do ask a lot of questions don't you?" he laguehd.
"I do that. When I'm nervouse. Ask questions, a-and ramble and fidget and stutter."
"I think it's cute. And yes, you do have power. You just haven't realized it yet. That's why I want to help you." he informed her.
Help me? I don't want his help. I don't want power. I just want to go home. And watch Freinds with Buffy and Xander and not be killed by evil vampires.
"What if, what if I don't want your help?" she asked nervously. Angelus stopped suddenly. Willow caught a glimpse of her front porch as Angelus whirled her around. Sliding his hand around her back, he pulled her effortlessly to him. He chuckeled slowly as he tilted her head up so she could meet his gaze.
"I don't believe I said that was an option. Did I?" She shook her head no. He brushed a few strands of fiery hair away from her face.
"Just remember that Willow. Oh and don't mention our visits to Buffy. It would really be such an inconvience." He smiled and gave her a wink before taking off down the sidewalk.
Oh and God forbid you suffer an inconvience of any kind. Stupid vampire. Stupid Willow. Stupid Willow.
"Rule number three: If your name is Willow Rosenberg, you have no chance what so ever of making it through high school."
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Aww poor Willow. I really do miss Angelus though. He had a sense of humor and everything. Remeber the crack he made about the Judge being broken? I thought it was funny anyway. And I don't see why Angel couldn't stick with leather even after he got his soul back. He looked soo good!
I would do all the pairing and stuff again but I mean what would really be the point.
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Willow hit the alarm clock and slowly sat up in her bed.
"Stupid annoying buzzy sound." she muttered sleepily. She yawned and stretched her arms over her head before getting completely out of the bed. She walked to the bathroom slowly. Flicking on the lightswitch, Willow turned on the faucet and splashed some cold water on her face. As she walked back to her room she noticed that the balcony doors were still opened slightly. She immediatly jumped and looked towards her computer chiar.
No. It's daytime and Angelus can't get me now. Not during the day. I'm safe. She closed the door and walked to her closet. Willow grabbed a pink sweater and some faded jeans and threw them on. She then began to look for a brush.
Maybe it was a dream she thought. Yes. I like that idea. It was just all some freaky-deaky wierdo dream that never really happened. A self-satisfied smile crept onto her face as she began to brush her hair. As soon as she was ready for school, she grabbed her bag and made her way towards Sunnydale High. Then a thought hit her. Hey! If that was some freaky-deaky wierdo dream what does this say about my physce? After a long and somewhat disturbing conversation with herself, she decided it was better to have a sacrred physce than to be dead. Much better. She finally reached the school and saw Xander and Buffy sitting on the steps.
"Hey guys!" Willow said perkily as she ran up to them.
"Hey Willow." Xander said grimly.
"What's wrong?" she asked as she sat on the step beneath her friends. Xander shot a glance over at Buffy.
"Angel. He came to my room last night." Buffy mumbeled.
"Oh. Are you s-sure? Maybe it was all just some freaky deaky dream?" Willow asked hopefully. Buffy and Xander tossed each other some unsure looks.
"No. I mean it was high in the freak deakiness but it was no dream."
Willow frowned and let out a sigh. Dream? Puh. No such luck for me.
"Did you find anything?" Buffy asked.
"Huh? Oh no. Sorry." Willow had promies to look for stuff about a vampire uninvite spell or something. And she had been until...
"Okay. So like who died?" Cordelia asked as she came up to them.
"Angle came to Buffy's room last night." Xander told her.
"Oh. Sorry Buffy. Willow did you find that uninvite thingie because I invited him in my car and..."
"Did find it. But I'm going to keep looking. We'll find something Buffy I promise." Willow assured her friend. The four teenagers walked into the school. They all agreed on an emergency Scooby meeting to discuss Angel after school.
Willow went through the rest of the day in somewhat of a daze. Her mind always wondering back to what Angelus had said before he left. He was going to be back. Willow walked into the library. She saw Oz sitting at the end of the table and smiled as he looked up at her. She sat by him and watched as the others came into the room. Cordelia and Xander sat next to them. Giles paced back and fourth cleaning his glasses during every other sentence as usual and Buffy sat at the other end of the table swinging her legs.
"Found anything Giles?" Buffy asked impatiently. She didn't like the fact that Angel could come into her room or her friends room and kill them at random. She wanted and needed at least some place where she could be protected.
"No. But I have found a book that seems quite promising. Once we find the spell, Willow will preform it." Giles told them.
"Me? Are you sure Giles?" Willow squeaked. Ever since they had found out about Mrs. Calender knowing about the curse, she was kind of out of the inner scooby circle. So it was Willow's job to handel the computer and witchy stuff. Niether of which she minded really.
"Yes. It is a smiple spell and doesn't require much...I didn't mean it that way." Giles said. Willow knew what he meant of course. It didn't require any actualy talent. Sure she'd screwed up some spells before and she may not be that good. But she did have some talent. She knew that.
"It's okay." she whispered.
Angelus watched them through the library window. He say Buffy jump down from the table and declare she was going out on patrol. He quickly returned his attention back to Willow. Drusilla had warned him when he'd come back to the warehouse to stay away from her. What could be so dangerous about the sweet little girl he was watching? He would have to find out.
Buffy, and the others got up to leave, leaving Willow and Oz sitting awkwardly at the table. Oz got up and Willow followed him to the library door.
"Willow?"
"Yea Oz?" she asked. She and Oz hadn't been doing a lot of stuff ever since Buffy's birthday. And she didn't know if he was still interested.
"Dingos are playing at the Bronze tonight. And occasionly they have to give us breaks. So I was thinking that maybe you could come and we could hang out during said breaks." Willow smiled at him.
Angelus found himself clutching his hands together in a fist. He had told her to be home. And what was she doing with him anyway. He was puny. And by the smell of him, a wolf. Ha. Willow had a thing for the warewolf. A triumphant sneer crossed his face as he watched them. Master vampires had power over wolves. Oz posed no threat to him. Not that he watned Willow. Of course not. He had no interest in her whatsoever. This is Willow he told himself. Buffy. Buffy is your concern. But in the last 24 hours not much of his time had been used thinking about how he could torture the slayer. It was on Willow.
"I'd love to!" Willow exclaimed. She looked out the window and saw a heavy outline that looked strangely familiar.
She'd seen him. He was sure of it because he smelled a wave of fear wash over her. Willow shook her head and polietly declined the date and a walk home from the warewolf. Good girl he thought.
Willow walked outside and said goodbye to Oz. Sh looked around frantically and began to run down the street. She was determined to avoid Angelus at all costs. But if she did run into him she was not going to get Oz killed in the process. She felt herself run into a cold, hard body. Producing a large 'thump' sound as she did. Angelus grabbed her shoulders forcfully, causing her to look up.
"Not trying to avoid me are you Willow?" he laughed with a bit of sacrastic hurt in his voice.
"No. Of course not." Willow said quickly.
"Good." he said lazily. Angelus stepped back slightly from her. He watched her curiously to see if she would try to run away. It wouldn't do her any good but it would make for an interesting chase. When he saw she was making no effort to get away, he relaxed his grip on her shoulders.
Why did I just go to the Bronze with Oz? Oh yea because Angelus would kill us both.
"It's dark out here Willow. A pretty little thing like you shouldn't be walking around at night with no protection. It's not very safe." he told her.
More safety tips from Angelus. Maybe he should write a book. I can see it now. '101 ways to stay alive on the Hellmouth.' Rule number one: Don't become best friends with the slayer she thought bitterly. She mentally kicked herself for thinking something like that. If it wasn't for Buffy I would be dead.
"I should take you home. Wouldn't want you to get hurt. We both know who Buffy would come after if her little friend got hurt."
"Oh um. Thank you for the offer really. But my house isn't to far from here and I have a stake so I think I'll be fine. Because there are some other people on the streets and ah, like I said not that far from my house." she rambeled. Angelus smiled and took her back pack from her. He opened it and reached inside, pulling out a wooden stake.
"This stake?" he asked in a husky voice. She nodded sadly. He smiled and through it into the middle of the road.
"Well. Now looks like you have no protection. And really, I insist." he said.
"If you insist." she sighed.
Angelus moved beside her and put his arm tightly around her around waist pulling her into him. He began to walk the short distance to her home. Willow followed reluctantly behind him. Staring as they passed the stake that lay in the road. Why is he doing this she thought. Why aren't I dead? Not that I mind not being dead. Nope. If he doesn't want to kill me who am I to argue. Angelus could feel her trembling in his tight hold on her. He heard her heartbeat quicken as he tightened his grip. The fear radiating off of her engulphed him. He took in a slow breath, savoring the smell of darkness and power that is so close to the surface. She darted her eyes across the street. Adorable he thought. She's trying to get away. But she didn't struggle or scream.
"Willow?" said an annoyingly high-pitched voice from behind them. Willow struggeled against his grip to turn around. But Angelus glared at her and continued to walk towards her hom.
"Um, hello! Like rude much?" asked the voice again as a blond girl in a light blue dress steppe in front of them.
"Oh. Uh. Hi Harmony." Willow said. Angelus let out a small growl. This girl was disturbing his time with Willow. He didn't know why he was so upset about it. And he didn't care. He just wanted the annoying blond to leave.
"Who's this? I thought you were still with Oz?" Harmony asked. Great. Now is the perfect time to run into the gossip queen. Willow thought it might be better to be killed by Angelus then try to get away with Harmony.
"Harmony are you going somewhere with this because I really don't want to..."
"Now now Willow be good. Answer the little twits question so we can be on our way." Angelus said angrily.
"Twi! Fine. I'll see you later Willow. Or more hopefully and to the point, not." Harmony remarked as she pushed past them.
Angelus laughed and began to continue thier walk.
"She was nice." he said sarcastically.
"Yea. The queen of the snobs ever since Cordelia left." And maybe your only hope of living to see another sunrise. Stupid Willow she told herself. Rule number two: When in a vampires deadly grasp, seak help from every possible person. Even if it is Harmony.
"Oz huh? The wolf." he told her trying to act like the confrontation with the girl didn't affect him.
"How'd you know he was a..."
"I can sense these things Willow. I am a Master Vampire." he informed her.
"Sense it?" She'd known that vampires had hightened sense but she didn't know that they could actually sense things.
"I can feel it when somebody has darkness or power in them. Just like the wolf. And Buffy. And you."
"Me?" she asked in confusion.
"You do ask a lot of questions don't you?" he laguehd.
"I do that. When I'm nervouse. Ask questions, a-and ramble and fidget and stutter."
"I think it's cute. And yes, you do have power. You just haven't realized it yet. That's why I want to help you." he informed her.
Help me? I don't want his help. I don't want power. I just want to go home. And watch Freinds with Buffy and Xander and not be killed by evil vampires.
"What if, what if I don't want your help?" she asked nervously. Angelus stopped suddenly. Willow caught a glimpse of her front porch as Angelus whirled her around. Sliding his hand around her back, he pulled her effortlessly to him. He chuckeled slowly as he tilted her head up so she could meet his gaze.
"I don't believe I said that was an option. Did I?" She shook her head no. He brushed a few strands of fiery hair away from her face.
"Just remember that Willow. Oh and don't mention our visits to Buffy. It would really be such an inconvience." He smiled and gave her a wink before taking off down the sidewalk.
Oh and God forbid you suffer an inconvience of any kind. Stupid vampire. Stupid Willow. Stupid Willow.
"Rule number three: If your name is Willow Rosenberg, you have no chance what so ever of making it through high school."
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Aww poor Willow. I really do miss Angelus though. He had a sense of humor and everything. Remeber the crack he made about the Judge being broken? I thought it was funny anyway. And I don't see why Angel couldn't stick with leather even after he got his soul back. He looked soo good!