I'll Never Forget
Writer: Me... Libbie!
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine they all belong to the all powerful Joss Whedon! Thought the idea does belong to me ...hihi! Also the quotes from "IWRY" belong to whoever made this gorgeous website: The deal was that Angel would be the only one able to remember what happened in "I Will Remember You", nowhere was it written in the prophecies that Buffy would too...
E-Mail: If you have any comments or some ideas...please feel free to e-mail me at ptitesavoyarde73@yahoo.fr
Note: When it's POV it will say so... if not it's just 2nd person and when the writing is in bold and italics its Buffy's remembering on "IWRY"
Oh and I almost forgot... Angel season 5! (We are currently in season 5 right?)
Now on with the fic...
Buffy was walking in a park overlooking the beach. She felt something and turned around to see that Angel was stepping through a shadowed arch in a hedge. She watched as he walked out into the sun towards her, and then as he lowered his face to kiss her.
"I'm really sorry I kissed you like that..." Angel said to Buffy who was looking up at him.
"You are?" Buffy asked hoping that it's wasn't true, that he was only saying those words to be polite.
"It was incredible. I just - I-I think, maybe we'd be asking for trouble rushing back into things. Not that I don't want to - rush. Believe me, I do." His words are true as he looks into her eyes with desire.
"Right. You spoke to the Oracles and they said you were cured for good. But how do we know that they really speak for the Powers? I mean they could be - pranksters." Buffy hoped to god that it was true – that he was human and that they could be happy...finally.
"You're still the Slayer. And I'm not sure what I am now. I don't know what my purpose is. I can't just wedge myself into your life back in Sunnydale. It wouldn't be good for either of us. Not to mention the fact that you just started college. And what about slaying. I mean, if you had me to worry about, you might not be as focused."
Angel got up with a sigh and moved to the chair next to her, "I'm not saying I don't want you. You know how much... I'm just saying it's worth the wait to be sure this is right. I need to be sure you won't get hurt again."
As Buffy and Angel were saying their goodbye's, Buffy gently slid her hand on top of his and smiled weakly at him.
Before either of them really understood what was happening, Angel was kissing Buffy with such an intense force, that she had to put her arms around his neck to keep control. They toppled as they tried to take control of the situation. With total loss of control, Buffy jumped and encircled her legs around Angel's waist. Afraid of falling over, Angel pushed Buffy's back against the fridge. They needed each other and it couldn't wait... next best thing right? The kitchen table.
Buffy kept twisting and turning until she woke up. She felt the salty taste on her lips and her body hot and bothered. "A cold shower that's it..." Buffy walked across the room and opened the door to the bathroom. She twisted the shower knob to the left and felt the sharp pangs of ice as the water drizzled down her body. After about ten minutes, Buffy walked out of the shower, disturbed as before.
Buffy's POV
This isn't real, it can't be. This never happened. This never happened. It was just a dream; a hot and intensely real dream at that...but just a dream. Angel was never human and he and I would never...
My body is shaking and I suddenly feel the tears freely flowing down my cheeks. I grasp the sides of the sink but I can't support myself any longer. I fall to the floor, sobbing. If this is just a dream... than why does it feel so real?
Rome was such a beautiful place...even in winter. Just like in California, the sun was always burning and the birds chirping. Buffy ran across the stone paved street reaching Dawn's school. She smiled as she saw her sister walking out of school with her friends and her boy friend, Paolo.
"Dawny!" Buffy called as she ran to hug her sister.
"I told you not to call me that in front of my friends..." Dawn muttered as the two hugged.
Buffy smiled and nodded. "Is there any specific reason you're here? You're normally off on the beach or contacting the other scoobies about new slayers about..." Dawn said as the two girls walked to their favorite Gelato stand.
"Yes there is a reason I'm here Dawn. I have some news, I don't really know why I'm doing this but let's just call it instinct and well maybe just curiosity or well maybe it's destiny, I don't really..."
"Buffy! Will you stop rambling and tell me!" Dawn exclaimed before taking a lick from her chocolate ice cream.
"All right, I'll tell you. I'm going to L.A. and I have no idea how long I'll be gone I just need to figure something out."
"Will you be taking me with you?" Dawn asked worriedly.
"No Dawn. I'm having Willow and Kennedy come down here to take care of you."
Dawn smiled and took another lick from the chocolate that was now falling off the cone. "Ok!"
Buffy stopped dead in track and turned to Dawn. "You're not asking me why I'm going. Or why I'm not taking you with me?"
Dawn shrugged. "Nope because I all ready know both answers. Your going because of Angel and your not taking me with you because...Angel!"
"The perfect yum. Mmmm, this is a dream. You're human for like a minute and already there is Cookie-dough-fudge-mint-chip in the fridge."
"Why didn't you ever tell me about chocolate and peanut butter?"
"Well, I figured if your vamp taste buds couldn't really savor it, then it would only hurt you, you know? By the way, I'm over the whole needing to be mature thing. That time you just spent in the kitchen? That was enough time apart."
Buffy wasn't really sure why she was doing this or what would come of this but she knew that she needed to see Angel. She needed to understand why...
Angel now owning Wolfram and Hart (spelling?) did bother Buffy because she never really understood why Angel would put himself at the epicenter of evil.
The plane ride was taking forever and Buffy began feeling queasy. She hated flying. She always found it quite ironic, a slayer battling demons and death and everything that could ever be considered...being afraid of planes.
"We will be arriving in Los Angeles in a couple of minutes, please fasten your seat belt tightly and make sure that there are no overhead compartments open."
"Here we go..." Buffy muttered to herself as she tightly shut her eyes. She felt the rush as the plane descended and safely grounded itself on the concrete.
Buffy's POV
Where am I going to stay? I didn't figure this at all while I was still in Rome getting ready for my departure. I also forgot to tell Angel I was coming...good grief! Everything that has to do with him makes me do the wacky. I didn't tell anyone the reason for why I would be coming to L.A. I don't know if I was afraid that they might judge or just the fact that I wanted to make sure that this was all a dream before telling them. But what if it wasn't a dream? What if in fact it was real? Well if it were real...then I would sure as hell remember it, wouldn't I?
Angel was walking through his office tired as hell. He was helping Spike recuperate since he did get both his hands chopped off and plastic ones had been put on until there was a magical way to fix this.
He sat down at his desk and started playing around with his Claddaugh ring,
waiting for everyone to come in for a meeting. Angel suddenly felt a sharp pang
when he thought about whom the second Claddaugh ring belonged too. He missed
her, to say the least. When Andrew had told him that Buffy didn't trust him anymore
he wanted to rip Andrew's head off and then hide away and brood...as he was
well known to do whenever the name Buffy was ever uttered.
It's extremely hard being in love and not being able to be with that someone. To be able to hold them in your arms, to kiss them, to look into their eyes and know that there is no other place where they or yourself would rather be.
Angel slowly caressed the heart on the ring and he sighed. 'Oh how I miss you...' He thought to himself. Angel was quickly brought back to earth when Wesley, Spike, Fred, Lorne, and Gunn walked in.
"So what's new boss?" Fred cheerfully asked as she sat down on the window sill.
"Any baddies needing a severe ass whoppin'?" Gun asked by standing against the door.
The team had been extra cheerful these days since Cordelia's death. They knew that Angel had had feelings for her and decided that after their long talk after her funeral that they would try to be there for Angel in any way possible.
"Wesley... do you know anything about the Minotaur?" Angel asked as he looked directly at his friend.
"Of course. Ancient Greek legend has it that the Minotaur was a fearful creature like demon that was destroyed by Theseus." Wesley said as he pushed his glasses back up the rim of his nose.
"Well...does legend also have it that the Minotaur also produced a little Minotaur?" Angel asked Wesley.
"No...Are you trying to tell us that the Minotaur somehow reproduced and now there is an extremely dangerous creature running around town?"
"Bingo Wes. I heard some demons discussing it at the bar a couple of days ago. Rumor has it that this little monster has been held by a swarm of vampires. These vamps are planning to release this demon into Wolfram and Hart, thus destroying all of us."
"So the plan is to find all these buggers and destroy them, ultimately destroying the Minotaur?" Spike asked as he walked around the room.
"Abso..." Angel didn't have time to finish his sentence as he saw a petite blonde walk into his office infuriated.
End of Chapter one! Review please!