Title: Past Life
Author: Angel Marie
Spoiler: defiantly "The Prodigal" only into season 1 really
Summary: Angel's past is brought forth by a loved one... Rated: a little unclear on this yet, I'll go with PG-14 for right now... but who knows what'll happen, I don't even know...
Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah, Joss makes us unhappy, he makes them, nasty, nasty man.
Distribution: Sure, um, where??
Author's Notes: I started this, forgot about it and lost it in so many other files ... now I found it and still need to finish it but I'm getting this much out ... also, don't remember but I think this was a challenge ... well, here's my answer...
Prologue
Kathy had heard the knock at the door and slowly walked to it. Her father had said about an evil in the town. She wasn't to open the door to anyone. She heard the knock again and turned to face the door.
"Who is it?" She lightly called.
"Kathy. It's me." Her face turned to shock as she heard his voice and she quickly unlocked the door. She flew into his arms, wrapping her little tiny ones around his large frame.
"Liam! I was so upset, I thought you'd died." She whispered, worry and relief evident in her voice.
"I'm here, Sweet Kathy. I wouldn't leave you." He stroked her hair gently.
"You said you'd return for me." She looked up at him, tears in her eyes. "They said you were dead."
"Ah, but do I look dead?" He gently wiped her tears from her cheeks.
"You look like an Angel." She hugged him again, tighter. "My Angel."
"Kathy," she looked up, "invite me in." She heard the pounding in the next room of her father with the windows, boarding them up. She shot her head over and then back to her brother. "But father. He ordered me." She hesitated. "There's something evil in the town."
"Then there's more reason." He took her face in his hands. "You wouldn't turn your brother away into the streets? Streets with evil loose on them." She once again looked to her father then back to Liam.
"No." She took his hands into her's, pulling him with her as she stepped back. "Come in."
As soon as they had crossed the threshold, Liam took his sister's hand to his lips and kissed it properly. He then leaned in and kissed her forehead.
"It's time for you to go to sleep now." He whispered. she looked at him confused till his slid to his demon and her face turned to worry and fear. He leaned in and bit her lightly. He then cut his own wrist with the bone pipe he had placed in his pocket earlier. He placed it to her lips and waited. Soon she began to drink. When she finished, he lightly set her body between the entry way and the door. He leaned in and whispered into her ear, "Pleasant dreams."
Angel awoke suddenly. The memory one of the worst to ever plague his soul. He loved his sister, more than anyone he'd ever known. Maybe even more than Buffy. He had always protected her, but the thing that had killed her ... had been him.