Chapter 3- Some Answers
"Do you remember the demon that we killed when you visited me?" Angel asked as he sat on the bed beside her.
Buffy nodded. "The morah something or another wasn't it? But we didn't kill it you did."
Angel shook his head. "There is a lot more to the story then what you remember. Just have faith in me and let me tell you the real story ok?" Seeing her nod, Angel continued. "The demon busted into my office and we fought it and then it took off. We broke up to search for it, you up on top in the sunlight, and me down in the sewers. I found it and we fought. I got injured and some of its blood mixed with mine and it got away. The blood has certain regenerative properties and it made me human."
Buffy gasped as he said this. She still didn't understand. How could he have been human and still be a vampire now?? Why couldn't she remember this? She knew Angel wouldn't lie, and she could see the pain filling his eyes as he went on.
"I couldn't believe that our every wish had been granted. So I came up and met you at.."
"The Santa Monica pier," Buffy finished. "Then we went back to the hotel. and oh god. The dreams were true. We made love all day and I fell asleep listening to your heart beat."
Angel nodded. He didn't know what to feel. He was overjoyed that Buffy slightly remembered the best day of his life, but he ached for the pain it brought to her face.
"Why can't I remember Angel? Why are you still a vamp? Shouldn't we be married by now?" Buffy whispered.
"The demon came back. And I got injured and you almost got killed trying to save me. So I went to the Powers that Be. They told me that if I stayed mortal then you would die. I asked them to change me back, and they agreed. for a price. You would not remember the day, and it would be like it never happened."
Buffy sobbed as the truth finally sank in. She had had her every wish granted and fate had ripped it away. She was so tired of everything being taken away because of this stupid calling. "Angel, please hold me for a minute."
Angel gathered his beloved in his arms and laid back on the bed with her. He rested his chin on top of her blonde hair and held her as the sobs racked her body. He could sense where her thoughts were taking her, and he decided it was best to keep the knowledge of the prophecy until tomorrow. Buffy was already having enough trouble accepting fate's plan. Soon enough she would have to deal with letting go of her morals for the sake of fate. But not tonight. Angel would not worry her tonight. "Sleep baby. You will fell better in the morning."
Buffy hiccupped slightly as she began to drift away. As she began to sleep, she felt slightly guilty for falling asleep in Angel's arms. Her and Spike weren't an official couple, but she always stayed true to one man. Or so she thought, but apparently she has slept with Angel while she had been with Riley. Sleep finally overtook her.
Angel watched her sleep. He memorized every line of her face and body. He was worried about her reaction to his story tomorrow. The prophecy was so bittersweet. In one way, he hoped she would tell him to get the hell out and let the prophecy be damned. But he knew Buffy. Her sense of duty would overcome any moral qualms she may have with what she was being asked to do. And he craved that response. No matter how hard it would be, the chance to lose himself within her body again was enough to drive him mad.
"Do you remember the demon that we killed when you visited me?" Angel asked as he sat on the bed beside her.
Buffy nodded. "The morah something or another wasn't it? But we didn't kill it you did."
Angel shook his head. "There is a lot more to the story then what you remember. Just have faith in me and let me tell you the real story ok?" Seeing her nod, Angel continued. "The demon busted into my office and we fought it and then it took off. We broke up to search for it, you up on top in the sunlight, and me down in the sewers. I found it and we fought. I got injured and some of its blood mixed with mine and it got away. The blood has certain regenerative properties and it made me human."
Buffy gasped as he said this. She still didn't understand. How could he have been human and still be a vampire now?? Why couldn't she remember this? She knew Angel wouldn't lie, and she could see the pain filling his eyes as he went on.
"I couldn't believe that our every wish had been granted. So I came up and met you at.."
"The Santa Monica pier," Buffy finished. "Then we went back to the hotel. and oh god. The dreams were true. We made love all day and I fell asleep listening to your heart beat."
Angel nodded. He didn't know what to feel. He was overjoyed that Buffy slightly remembered the best day of his life, but he ached for the pain it brought to her face.
"Why can't I remember Angel? Why are you still a vamp? Shouldn't we be married by now?" Buffy whispered.
"The demon came back. And I got injured and you almost got killed trying to save me. So I went to the Powers that Be. They told me that if I stayed mortal then you would die. I asked them to change me back, and they agreed. for a price. You would not remember the day, and it would be like it never happened."
Buffy sobbed as the truth finally sank in. She had had her every wish granted and fate had ripped it away. She was so tired of everything being taken away because of this stupid calling. "Angel, please hold me for a minute."
Angel gathered his beloved in his arms and laid back on the bed with her. He rested his chin on top of her blonde hair and held her as the sobs racked her body. He could sense where her thoughts were taking her, and he decided it was best to keep the knowledge of the prophecy until tomorrow. Buffy was already having enough trouble accepting fate's plan. Soon enough she would have to deal with letting go of her morals for the sake of fate. But not tonight. Angel would not worry her tonight. "Sleep baby. You will fell better in the morning."
Buffy hiccupped slightly as she began to drift away. As she began to sleep, she felt slightly guilty for falling asleep in Angel's arms. Her and Spike weren't an official couple, but she always stayed true to one man. Or so she thought, but apparently she has slept with Angel while she had been with Riley. Sleep finally overtook her.
Angel watched her sleep. He memorized every line of her face and body. He was worried about her reaction to his story tomorrow. The prophecy was so bittersweet. In one way, he hoped she would tell him to get the hell out and let the prophecy be damned. But he knew Buffy. Her sense of duty would overcome any moral qualms she may have with what she was being asked to do. And he craved that response. No matter how hard it would be, the chance to lose himself within her body again was enough to drive him mad.