Love that prevail over death
A Fiction By Buffy And Angel Lover
Author's note: I tried to do this as an angst in the beginning. Please tell me if it is.
Summary: One day after becoming Mrs. Riley Finn, Buffy receives a phone call. It's Cordelia with shocking news: Angel killed himself. The slayer then leaves Riley, goes to Los Angels and finds out she still loves the vampire.
Part Four: Happiness, not so long
A blue sphere of energy engulfed his ashes. A blue thunder smashed around the air. The Scoobies closed their eyes tightly, except, of course, of Buffy. Silent joyful tears streamed down her cheeks as the blue smoke cleared and she saw the loved dark chocolate – brown orbs of her soulmate.
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Riley Finn saw the thunder of blue light and forced himself not to run to the Hyperion in order to save his wife.
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The Scoobies and the LA gang slowly opened their eyes. Leaning against Doyle, Cordelia sighed thankfully. Willow, Oz's arms around her waist, clapped happily. Xander ran to close Anya's eyes, locked on Angel's naked butt. Blushing crimsonly red, Dawn, Giles and Wesley left, the teenager murmuring "Gross". Noticing the make-out of the couple was getting x-rated, Cordelia shoved everyone outside and herself left.
Outside, Anya turned to face Xander:
"I wanna copulate!" She said loudly "Angel and Buffy are having sex, I want too!".
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I can feel the magic floating in the air
Being with you gets me that way
I watch the sunlight dance across your face
And I've never been this swept away
(Faith Hill, 'Breathe')
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Angel and Buffy were sleeping peacefully in each other's arms. They had had a loud busy night of making love, knowing they were alone at the Hyperion. Cordelia had invited the gang to stay at Doyle's and hers place, so the two soulmates could calmly make up for the lost time.
The Slayer was, of course, the first to wake up. A relaxed smile crept up her face as she recognized the broad chest her head was resting on and the strong arms circling strongly her thin waist. Sleepily she leaned to kiss her Angel. A quick glance at the watch informed it was 5:45 a.m. Thoughts left her mind as Angel responded to her kiss.
It broke only because of the air lack to the both of them – it was some thought to get used to, and it brought a huge smile to Buffy's face. It wasn't a dream, Angel was human!
"Morning" She said as Angel slowly caressed the skin of her naked back. Yawning, the former vampire checked the time and groaned; even for a human, it was early.
"It's way too early" He mumbled against her neck, his warm breath tickling her skin "Let's sleep!" With this he closed his eyes and brought her close.
"No, my Angel!" She pouted. Angel reopened his eyes and glanced at her, his eyebrows arched.
"You spoke like Drusilla".
"Yuck!" Buffy made a frown. Angel closed his eyes and yawned happily "Angel, please! Wake up! It's our first sunrise together, and your first in many years!".
Angel sighed and unexpectedly rolled on top of her:
"You won't give up, will you?".
She shook her head negatively, her hair falling on her face, and Angel knew he had never seen her so beautiful. How he loved that young woman, he would do anything for her. So, he nodded defeatedly.
"Alright, sunshine, you won!".
Buffy yelped happily and shoved him to the roof.
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It was beautiful. The red, light purple, orange and yellow rays through the white fluffy clouds. The newly reunited couple sit down at the roof, Angel only in his boxers, Buffy on her panties and one of Angel's shirts, between his legs, his arms around her waist.
The slayer started to cry silently as she studied his features under the sunlight. She thanked whoever gods were above them for the millionth chance Angel's and hers love has been given. It was a dream come true – her and her Angel together, after making love, watching the sunrise.
"Angel?".
"What, sunshine?".
"I love you".
"I know" He kissed her gently "I love you too".
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As Angel and his sunshine kissed passionately, a young blond man, blinded by jealousy, watched. Riley Finn decided it was time to have his wife back.
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Kate Lockley arrived at her office at LAPD building. Her assistant, Ella Heartfield, handed her a file of a new case with demons involved.
"Had you called Angel?".
"No, miss Lockley" Ella answered, stroking her protuberant belly "Want me to do it?".
"No, I will" Kate assured her quickly "Maybe Angel and I can go dinner to discuss this case".
Ella shook her head, defeated, and left her boss. Kate picked up the receiver of her desk phone and dialed 'Angel Investigations' number. It rang four times before a panting female answered, outrageously angry:
"WHAT!".
Kate blinked confused. It was sure not Cordelia's voice. And it sounded like Kate had interrupted something very important (AN: If you know what I mean).
"I... Ahn... May I please talk to Angel?".
"Who wants?".
"It's Kate".
"Kate. Hold on!" The female voice yelled in off "Angel!".
"What?" A male voice entered into earshot unexpectedly, making the female shriek her shit off.
"Wanna gimme a heart attack? Who is Kate?" The female demanded angrily.
"Kate? Oh, Kate. It's her on the phone, sunshine?".
"Yes, who is she?".
"Tell ya later" Angel grabbed the phone receiver "Hey, Kate. How are you? Is there something I can do to help?".
"Fine. And you? Angel, who is the little girl that answered the phone?" Kate asked jealously. She could hear Angel moaning softly.
"Oh, she is Buffy, my...".
"Wife" The female voice returned. On the Hyperion, Angel smiled to his beloved.
"WIFE!" Kate squeaked; Buffy smirked evilly "When did you get married?".
"Around seven years ago" He answered simply, as she showed him the Claddagh. Kate muttered something Angel didn't understand – he was busy glaring at Buffy dancing sexily at his office, swinging her hips in tow of the soft pop – song.
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I'm glad when I'm making love to you
I'm glad for the way you make me feel
I love it cause you seem to blow my mind
Everytime
I'm glad when you walk you hold my hand
I'm happy that you know how to be a man
I'm glad that you came into my life
I'm so glad
(Jennifer Lopez, 'I'm glad')
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"Kate, I call you later! Bye!" Before cop-lady could answer, he hung off and raced to his bedroom, carrying Buffy with him. She giggled "Bad, bad Buffy" He whispered.
"You love bad Buffy?".
"I love all Buffy".
Those were their last comprehensible words before love swept them to their own world.
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Ella found Kate gaping at the mute receiver. The secretary looked oddly at her boss:
"Miss Lockley?".
"Ahn? What?".
"Had you called Mr. Angel?" Ella said hopefully. Single mom-to-be at her fourth month, Ella had found in Angel a friend; he was a respectful, polite man – when he could, he helped her.
"Yes, I did" Kate answered "His wife received it".
"Oh, Mrs. Buffy. I'm glad they made it".
Kate's head snapped and she glared at her assistant:
"Do you know her?".
"Not personally, but Mr. Angel speaks a lot about her. He's deeply in love with her, she's a lucky woman. I wish Josh was half the man Mr. Angel is for Mrs. Buffy".
Kate flared with jealousy.
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"Angel?".
"Hmmm?".
"Who is Kate?".
Angel groaned silently. One of Buffy's flaws was her jealousy. He knew she wouldn't give up until he told her everything about Kate. Better know by him than by Cordelia's yap.
"Kate's a friend. She is a cop, work to LAPD. Sometimes I help her with supernatural cases. However, things didn't run smoothly between the two of us in the beginning".
"Why?".
"You see, Kate's father, who was a cop, was killed by vampires. I was there, saw everything, but couldn't help cause he didn't invite me in. She thought I was guilty for what had happened to him and ran after me with a gun. I explained everything to her later, and now we're... friends, sort of".
"She ran after you with a gun?" Buffy yelled. Angel flinched and nodded "I'll kill her".
"Sunshine" He said softly, stroking the sweet skin of her thighs "It's okay now. Besides, a bullet wouldn't kill me, you know".
"Angel" She said seriously "I don't care. I was nearly over the edge when you were gone. I love you, and I'll go psycho if someone hurts you".
"I know, sunshine. I love you too".
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Joyce Susan Summers parked her car in front of her house 1630 Revello Drive only to see her blond son-in-law pacing nervously around her porch. She frowned deeply and asked:
"Riley".
"Hello, Joyce. I need your help".
"Why?".
"It's Buffy. She ran away the day after our marriage and I wasn't able to find her" He lied.
Riley watched Joyce's expression turn from a frown to worry then to clear terror, as she nearly cried.
"Oh, Riley! Did you call the cops?".
"No".
"Are you mad? I'll call them. Go to your house and wait for my call".
"Alright".
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Joyce came into her house, close to burst into tears. Her answer machine was flashing and she pressed the 'play' button. Buffy's voice flowed and Joyce nearly fainted in relief.
"Hey, mom, it's me. I'm okay, came to LA to solve some issues in my life. Don't trust whatever Riley told you" She giggled "Hold on, mom" Joyce heard her voice in off "Will you please stop, I'm leaving a message to mom. Right, I'll make it up for you after. I swear" Then Joyce heard her voice clearly "Sorry, mom, where did I stop? Right, don't trust Riley. He's lying. Call my cell. I love you".
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Buffy, Angel and their friends were at the Hyperion watching some videos. Cordy had driven them to a Blockbuster store. She and Willow had chosen "A walk to remember" and "Ghost"; Xander, according to Angel's ask, had picked it "The Matrix" and "The Matrix Reloaded". Anya, being the former demon she was, had picked "Bram Stocker's Dracula". Dawn had chosen "Legally Blond" and "Scooby Doo".
They were watching "Scooby Doo" and Angel was stunned with the similarities between his sunshine and the actress who played Daphne, some red-head called Sarah Michelle Gellar, when Buffy's cell phone rang. Her lover answered it.
"Hello?".
Joyce froze. She was sure she had dialed her older daughter's cell phone number. How came a man to answer it?
"Please, may I talk to my daughter?".
Buffy felt Angel stiffening beside her. They locked eyes then rushed to his apartment.
"Joyce?" He whispered. Joyce frowned, then recognized the voice.
"Angel? Is that you?".
