TITLE: In the Past, In the Future
AUTHOR: Danielle
E-MAIL: eternally218@yahoo.com
DISCLAIMER: All Joss Whedon's
SUMMARY: AU Buffy and Angel are forced to marry, but what happens in the future? SPOILER: There are some lines I toke out of Surprise. DISTRIBUTION: Take it. Just tell me first.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Elizabeth=Buffy, Liam=Angel I am using like um those kinds of names for the first 8 parts then I will use Angel and Buffy so don't get confused. FEEDBACK: Please, I would really like to now what you guys thought.
AN: My email got fucked up so I had to make a new one, so I lost all the people that gave me feedback. So please send all the your feedback to eternally218@yahoo.com
AN: Sorry for the delay in the story, its just that school is has been drilling me insane so I will probably only post on the weekends and when I don't have school, or if I have Study Hall first period and not a lot of work I have to do. So don't think I am done because when you get to part 4 it may feel like it should be done when it isn't. I'm sure a lot of people will want it done there. Sorry, Danielle
AN: Also something very sad is going to happen, not in this Part but like in Part 6 or 7. I was rereading it and I almost cried, but I swear it's a happy ending. When the angst part come up I swear I will warn you. But you might already figure it out by then.
Part 5
When Elizabeth woke up she looked around the room and yawned slightly. Stretching her arms, she remembered the last day and jumped out of her bed, panting slightly. Then blushing, remembering all the kisses they had shared the passing day. Then smiling gently at the silver ring on her right hand. He was such a gentlemen, so caring and kind... and loving. And he loved her! And she loves him. Oh, she defiantly loved him. She smiled more at the thought of him.
She got out of the bed and smiled at the white lily on her bedside. Sweet, sweet gentlemen. She pulled the curtains out and looked out the window and out there was Liam riding a white horse, around the gardens. She toke the lily and ran downstairs towards the grounds. When she got to the stairs leading to the stable she stopped to look at Liam. He was wearing a white, silky shirt and black pants with socks that reached his knees. For what to be know as a drunken bastard, he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen.
He turned around at the sound of footsteps and looked at her. His smile was radiant. Stunning and gorgeous. She smiled back at him and walked towards him. He got of his horse as she jumped slowly in his arms and he caught her in his arms, and slowly swung her around the colorful land. He kissed her and whispered in her ear how much he loved her. She smiled at him and they both knew everything was going to be okay. She replies that she loves him too and he beams at her words.
*** Four Months Later ***
She was the most gorgeous thing Liam had ever seen. In a long, silky dress, with white lace wrapped the edges, she was gorgeous. And she was walking towards him. He was the guy she loved. The one he was going to marry and stay faithful to and make love with for the rest of his life. Just at the thought of making love with his soon to be bride made him hard. They hadn't made love yet. Elizabeth said she wanted to wait. To be sure. Sure that's he was the thing he really wanted. "Because," she had said, "I do not want to wake up one morning pregnant and you decide I am not what you want." And she was so adorable trying to prove her point, even if the real reason was just nerves. But Liam didn't say anything. Stood quiet and reassured her that she was exactly what he wanted that he would wait all eternity for her, if that's what it toke. And she burst into tears and hugged him. But now, today their wedding day, and he was about to say his vows to the only woman he ever loved. Who was at the moment walking down towards him. Ready to give her devotion to him. Her loyalty and respect. Once Elizabeth and her father reached Liam, he gave her to Liam and he toke her hand and led her the rest of the way towards the priest. They stood their starring at each other, not moving.
"We are joined here together..."
But they both couldn't hear the words, to catch up in each others eyes. Liam slowly toke Elizabeth's hand and slipped the gold Claddagh ring on Elizabeth's left hand. As she did the same to him. When the priest said he could kiss his now wife he pulled her towards him and kissed her like they had been doing for the last months, just with less tongue. Liam knew he was put on this earth to be a slave to her. To honor, protect and love her; till death do him part.
***
They must have danced all night with everyone but each other and Elizabeth really just wanted Liam to dance with her.
She was talking to some of the guests. She hadn't seen her husband for the last half hour. Suddenly big, strong, familiar hands wrapped around her waist and she could hear the gasps around the room because what he was 'very improper' but she laughed it off in her head.
"Hi," he whispered in her ear.
The shivers down her neck and whole body would never stop when he was around. Every time she saw him, she got a happy, good shivery feeling in her body.
She turned around so she could face him, "Where have you been?" she asked trying not to sound like a two year old that lost her doll.
"I had to dance with elderly women. But to tell you the truth, I kept thinking of this beautiful girl," he said swaying Elizabeth around.
"Really? And who is this girl?" Elizabeth said raising her eyebrows.
"Young, lovely, blonde, hazel eyes, short, named Elizabeth Anne O'Connor," he said spinning her around happily.
She laughed, "I like the sound of that," she said.
He looked her in the eye and crossed his hands with hers, "Let's go," he said. Pulling her towards the door.
"We have to say goodbye and thank you, Liam," she said as she ran off before he could say anything more.
Liam stood at the door waiting for Elizabeth to get to the door. She appeared fifteen minutes later to a very impatient Liam. He looked at her expectedly.
"Well? Can we leave now? Our do you have more guests to say thank you to you?" he said sardonically.
"What, growing impatient?" she said; walking around him and going out of the ballroom and into the front were there were many people.
Once they saw them come out the doors they cheered loudly and started to throw rice at them. Elizabeth laughed and smiled as she grew near the carriage, Liam just wanting to get out of there, picked Elizabeth up and carried Elizabeth into the carriage. Even if the act was meant to just get them out of there, the whole crowd laughed thinking it was a joke, what he was doing. Elizabeth shook her head but aloud what Liam did. Once he closed the doors and sat next to her he finally relaxed.
"Finally," he mumbled, as he dug his head in her sunlight hair.
"I think we have someone who is getting very stubborn," she said as she *sweetly* laid her hand on Liam's chest.
"Elizabeth, don't do that," he growled lightly, smiling in her seductive eyes.
"What?" she said innocently, giving him her puppy pout.
"Don't do that," he said holding her tighter towards him.
"Liam, you seem very... aroused," she said rubbing herself against him.
"Don't do that," he said through gritted teeth.
"What it is our wedding day," she said as he picked her up by the shoulders and pulled her totally on top of him.
"Where still in the carriage," he said holding on to her tightly. All this nasty talk getting him very aroused.
"Fine," she said, rolling off of him and sitting in the next seat opposite of him. "Ruin my fun," she pouted crossing her arms.
"Elizabeth..." he said trying to get a hold of her. "I'm sorry-"
But she put her hand up, "Do not talk to me," she said, using her lady like tone on him.
"Elizabeth... Please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be all stressed and everything, I just, this whole day was so stressful," he said, though he knew the second that sentence came out of his mouth he knew he was in trouble.
"Well, if I'm such a... *stress* then why did you marry me?" she said looking hurt.
He smiled slightly; at least she was scared of losing him.
"What is so funny?" she said he anger hutching up, A LOT.
"I love you," he said moving towards her. The smile that lit her face was so amazing, and every time that he said those three words he got that earth shattering smile. He came closer to her and traced her face. "You're the most beautiful, gorgeous, kindness, greatest women who must have walked on this very earth," he said kissing her cheek, noise, both eyes then finally lips.
"You're making this up so I will not be mad with you anymore," she struggled out to say while he kissed her.
"Is it working?" he said pulling away to look at her with laughter all over his eyes.
"If you don't mean it then..." The new bride replied, moving away from her seat. But before she could get anymore farther away he pulled his blonde beauty towards him and whispered so seductively in her ear, "Oh, sweetie, your all those things to me and more,"
And then began to kiss her neck, her high part of the chest. Almost there, Elizabeth thought, as he reached her breast area.
"Oh, what do you now? We've reached our home, love," he whispered, as the carriage came to a halt. Elizabeth whimpered as he moved away to open the side door. "And you call me the stubborn one."
He climbed out and reached for Elizabeth's hand as she exited. Once she was safely on the ground he swept her up in his arms and carried her into their house and up to the bedroom. He kicked the door open, the shut it with his foot. Once they were locked up in there room he gently lay Elizabeth on there bed. We have a bed together, Liam thought.
He straddled himself between her legs and whispered, "I love you, my wife, my life, my soul," he sighed into her as she stroked his hair lovingly.
"Love you too, mister," she said, pulling his head up slightly so she could look at him.
He smiled at her, a true genuine smile, "You make my life perfect, nothing could go wrong. Absolutely nothing. Now that you're in my life."
"Me too. Oh God me too," she replied, a slight trickle of water flowing down her cheeks.
"No crying, my love," he said. Gently rubbing her cheeks.
"Happy tears," Elizabeth replied jokily.
Hey laid down like that starring into each others eyes till Elizabeth brought her lips to Liam's. She was ready for this. She had been waiting her life to be with that special someone and now she is not only married but married to the love of her life. She was ready to make love. All her friends seemed to gush about how great and wonderful it is. And now she really would be able to experience it. Truly and fully.
"Elizabeth if you're not ready... just say something," he said as he removed her dress and stockings slowly.
He was trying to make this night as remember as possible, fully knowing that this would be her first time. And he wanted her to enjoy it. They had discussed it before when this, occurrence, should occur and Elizabeth said she wished to wait so he waited.
Though there were times when he was running late at his work with his father and he would come home at five, four in the morning. He knew every time he was out that late Elizabeth thought he was out with his harlots. And that's why he never liked running late. He wanted her to trust him but she didn't all the time and that hurt. So whenever he would get home he would run into her arms and rest his head between her breast and whisper words of love and future.
One time she had woken up and they hadn't spoken for days face to face and he knew that she was incredibly upset with him. She had jumped out of the bed scarred that a rat or fly was upon on her then she saw him and her eyes became relived then upset. She began yelling at him for never being their and that if he cared he would come every night and kiss her goodnight. And in the end she had yelled, "And my God. I love and trust you with all my heart and I feel like your breaking it into pieces when you are never around."
And she had broken down after that sobbing and he had been right there to catch her and hold her. He had taken her to the bed and slept with her the whole night and was there when she woke up and they had spoken, really spoken. For a whole week they did nothing but spend time together. But not they were here together and he wasn't going to waste there time together. He planned to be faithful and loving towards Elizabeth for the rest of his life.
When she was bare beneath him he couldn't help but stare in awe. "God, Elizabeth you're so beautiful," he said. He kissed her breast as tenderly as he could. He wanted to be inside of her so badly. But he had to go slow. He planned to make this wonderful as he could possibly could. He planned to cover every place of her glowing body. Every place.
E-MAIL: eternally218@yahoo.com
DISCLAIMER: All Joss Whedon's
SUMMARY: AU Buffy and Angel are forced to marry, but what happens in the future? SPOILER: There are some lines I toke out of Surprise. DISTRIBUTION: Take it. Just tell me first.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Elizabeth=Buffy, Liam=Angel I am using like um those kinds of names for the first 8 parts then I will use Angel and Buffy so don't get confused. FEEDBACK: Please, I would really like to now what you guys thought.
AN: My email got fucked up so I had to make a new one, so I lost all the people that gave me feedback. So please send all the your feedback to eternally218@yahoo.com
AN: Sorry for the delay in the story, its just that school is has been drilling me insane so I will probably only post on the weekends and when I don't have school, or if I have Study Hall first period and not a lot of work I have to do. So don't think I am done because when you get to part 4 it may feel like it should be done when it isn't. I'm sure a lot of people will want it done there. Sorry, Danielle
AN: Also something very sad is going to happen, not in this Part but like in Part 6 or 7. I was rereading it and I almost cried, but I swear it's a happy ending. When the angst part come up I swear I will warn you. But you might already figure it out by then.
Part 5
When Elizabeth woke up she looked around the room and yawned slightly. Stretching her arms, she remembered the last day and jumped out of her bed, panting slightly. Then blushing, remembering all the kisses they had shared the passing day. Then smiling gently at the silver ring on her right hand. He was such a gentlemen, so caring and kind... and loving. And he loved her! And she loves him. Oh, she defiantly loved him. She smiled more at the thought of him.
She got out of the bed and smiled at the white lily on her bedside. Sweet, sweet gentlemen. She pulled the curtains out and looked out the window and out there was Liam riding a white horse, around the gardens. She toke the lily and ran downstairs towards the grounds. When she got to the stairs leading to the stable she stopped to look at Liam. He was wearing a white, silky shirt and black pants with socks that reached his knees. For what to be know as a drunken bastard, he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen.
He turned around at the sound of footsteps and looked at her. His smile was radiant. Stunning and gorgeous. She smiled back at him and walked towards him. He got of his horse as she jumped slowly in his arms and he caught her in his arms, and slowly swung her around the colorful land. He kissed her and whispered in her ear how much he loved her. She smiled at him and they both knew everything was going to be okay. She replies that she loves him too and he beams at her words.
*** Four Months Later ***
She was the most gorgeous thing Liam had ever seen. In a long, silky dress, with white lace wrapped the edges, she was gorgeous. And she was walking towards him. He was the guy she loved. The one he was going to marry and stay faithful to and make love with for the rest of his life. Just at the thought of making love with his soon to be bride made him hard. They hadn't made love yet. Elizabeth said she wanted to wait. To be sure. Sure that's he was the thing he really wanted. "Because," she had said, "I do not want to wake up one morning pregnant and you decide I am not what you want." And she was so adorable trying to prove her point, even if the real reason was just nerves. But Liam didn't say anything. Stood quiet and reassured her that she was exactly what he wanted that he would wait all eternity for her, if that's what it toke. And she burst into tears and hugged him. But now, today their wedding day, and he was about to say his vows to the only woman he ever loved. Who was at the moment walking down towards him. Ready to give her devotion to him. Her loyalty and respect. Once Elizabeth and her father reached Liam, he gave her to Liam and he toke her hand and led her the rest of the way towards the priest. They stood their starring at each other, not moving.
"We are joined here together..."
But they both couldn't hear the words, to catch up in each others eyes. Liam slowly toke Elizabeth's hand and slipped the gold Claddagh ring on Elizabeth's left hand. As she did the same to him. When the priest said he could kiss his now wife he pulled her towards him and kissed her like they had been doing for the last months, just with less tongue. Liam knew he was put on this earth to be a slave to her. To honor, protect and love her; till death do him part.
***
They must have danced all night with everyone but each other and Elizabeth really just wanted Liam to dance with her.
She was talking to some of the guests. She hadn't seen her husband for the last half hour. Suddenly big, strong, familiar hands wrapped around her waist and she could hear the gasps around the room because what he was 'very improper' but she laughed it off in her head.
"Hi," he whispered in her ear.
The shivers down her neck and whole body would never stop when he was around. Every time she saw him, she got a happy, good shivery feeling in her body.
She turned around so she could face him, "Where have you been?" she asked trying not to sound like a two year old that lost her doll.
"I had to dance with elderly women. But to tell you the truth, I kept thinking of this beautiful girl," he said swaying Elizabeth around.
"Really? And who is this girl?" Elizabeth said raising her eyebrows.
"Young, lovely, blonde, hazel eyes, short, named Elizabeth Anne O'Connor," he said spinning her around happily.
She laughed, "I like the sound of that," she said.
He looked her in the eye and crossed his hands with hers, "Let's go," he said. Pulling her towards the door.
"We have to say goodbye and thank you, Liam," she said as she ran off before he could say anything more.
Liam stood at the door waiting for Elizabeth to get to the door. She appeared fifteen minutes later to a very impatient Liam. He looked at her expectedly.
"Well? Can we leave now? Our do you have more guests to say thank you to you?" he said sardonically.
"What, growing impatient?" she said; walking around him and going out of the ballroom and into the front were there were many people.
Once they saw them come out the doors they cheered loudly and started to throw rice at them. Elizabeth laughed and smiled as she grew near the carriage, Liam just wanting to get out of there, picked Elizabeth up and carried Elizabeth into the carriage. Even if the act was meant to just get them out of there, the whole crowd laughed thinking it was a joke, what he was doing. Elizabeth shook her head but aloud what Liam did. Once he closed the doors and sat next to her he finally relaxed.
"Finally," he mumbled, as he dug his head in her sunlight hair.
"I think we have someone who is getting very stubborn," she said as she *sweetly* laid her hand on Liam's chest.
"Elizabeth, don't do that," he growled lightly, smiling in her seductive eyes.
"What?" she said innocently, giving him her puppy pout.
"Don't do that," he said holding her tighter towards him.
"Liam, you seem very... aroused," she said rubbing herself against him.
"Don't do that," he said through gritted teeth.
"What it is our wedding day," she said as he picked her up by the shoulders and pulled her totally on top of him.
"Where still in the carriage," he said holding on to her tightly. All this nasty talk getting him very aroused.
"Fine," she said, rolling off of him and sitting in the next seat opposite of him. "Ruin my fun," she pouted crossing her arms.
"Elizabeth..." he said trying to get a hold of her. "I'm sorry-"
But she put her hand up, "Do not talk to me," she said, using her lady like tone on him.
"Elizabeth... Please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be all stressed and everything, I just, this whole day was so stressful," he said, though he knew the second that sentence came out of his mouth he knew he was in trouble.
"Well, if I'm such a... *stress* then why did you marry me?" she said looking hurt.
He smiled slightly; at least she was scared of losing him.
"What is so funny?" she said he anger hutching up, A LOT.
"I love you," he said moving towards her. The smile that lit her face was so amazing, and every time that he said those three words he got that earth shattering smile. He came closer to her and traced her face. "You're the most beautiful, gorgeous, kindness, greatest women who must have walked on this very earth," he said kissing her cheek, noise, both eyes then finally lips.
"You're making this up so I will not be mad with you anymore," she struggled out to say while he kissed her.
"Is it working?" he said pulling away to look at her with laughter all over his eyes.
"If you don't mean it then..." The new bride replied, moving away from her seat. But before she could get anymore farther away he pulled his blonde beauty towards him and whispered so seductively in her ear, "Oh, sweetie, your all those things to me and more,"
And then began to kiss her neck, her high part of the chest. Almost there, Elizabeth thought, as he reached her breast area.
"Oh, what do you now? We've reached our home, love," he whispered, as the carriage came to a halt. Elizabeth whimpered as he moved away to open the side door. "And you call me the stubborn one."
He climbed out and reached for Elizabeth's hand as she exited. Once she was safely on the ground he swept her up in his arms and carried her into their house and up to the bedroom. He kicked the door open, the shut it with his foot. Once they were locked up in there room he gently lay Elizabeth on there bed. We have a bed together, Liam thought.
He straddled himself between her legs and whispered, "I love you, my wife, my life, my soul," he sighed into her as she stroked his hair lovingly.
"Love you too, mister," she said, pulling his head up slightly so she could look at him.
He smiled at her, a true genuine smile, "You make my life perfect, nothing could go wrong. Absolutely nothing. Now that you're in my life."
"Me too. Oh God me too," she replied, a slight trickle of water flowing down her cheeks.
"No crying, my love," he said. Gently rubbing her cheeks.
"Happy tears," Elizabeth replied jokily.
Hey laid down like that starring into each others eyes till Elizabeth brought her lips to Liam's. She was ready for this. She had been waiting her life to be with that special someone and now she is not only married but married to the love of her life. She was ready to make love. All her friends seemed to gush about how great and wonderful it is. And now she really would be able to experience it. Truly and fully.
"Elizabeth if you're not ready... just say something," he said as he removed her dress and stockings slowly.
He was trying to make this night as remember as possible, fully knowing that this would be her first time. And he wanted her to enjoy it. They had discussed it before when this, occurrence, should occur and Elizabeth said she wished to wait so he waited.
Though there were times when he was running late at his work with his father and he would come home at five, four in the morning. He knew every time he was out that late Elizabeth thought he was out with his harlots. And that's why he never liked running late. He wanted her to trust him but she didn't all the time and that hurt. So whenever he would get home he would run into her arms and rest his head between her breast and whisper words of love and future.
One time she had woken up and they hadn't spoken for days face to face and he knew that she was incredibly upset with him. She had jumped out of the bed scarred that a rat or fly was upon on her then she saw him and her eyes became relived then upset. She began yelling at him for never being their and that if he cared he would come every night and kiss her goodnight. And in the end she had yelled, "And my God. I love and trust you with all my heart and I feel like your breaking it into pieces when you are never around."
And she had broken down after that sobbing and he had been right there to catch her and hold her. He had taken her to the bed and slept with her the whole night and was there when she woke up and they had spoken, really spoken. For a whole week they did nothing but spend time together. But not they were here together and he wasn't going to waste there time together. He planned to be faithful and loving towards Elizabeth for the rest of his life.
When she was bare beneath him he couldn't help but stare in awe. "God, Elizabeth you're so beautiful," he said. He kissed her breast as tenderly as he could. He wanted to be inside of her so badly. But he had to go slow. He planned to make this wonderful as he could possibly could. He planned to cover every place of her glowing body. Every place.