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: 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.
AN: You guys are lucky, Today I don't have school, so I get to post, also if I don't get enough feedback I might just stop posting this.
Part 6
"Sir Liam," the servant said to his master. "What can I do for you?"
Liam looked up from the papers that he was reading, "Yes, can you bring my wife here?"
The servant paled at this request, "Um... she is not feeling to well. She has wished to stay in bed,"
"Well? She has been sick? How could I have not possibly known this?" Liam replied angrily.
"Um," but before the servant could reply to his statement Liam ran from the room and towards his and Elizabeth's.
He opened the door and looked around. She wasn't on the bed. He looked around in panic. Then he heard a puking sound in the bathroom. When he was close enough to look inside all his thoughts slammed shut. There was the scariest picture he had ever seen. Elizabeth puking her guts out in the bathroom sinks.
"Oh God," he whispered.
She heard his mumble and turned around. She paled even more than she already had been, "Liam, you're back early,"
"What is wrong with you?" he had muttered, walking slowly towards her, hoping what he saw was a hallucination. He looked down slightly then looked anywhere but him.
"I'm fine. The food I ate last night might have been bad for my stomach," she said walking around.
"I had the same food. Why am I not sick?" he said holding onto her shoulder.
"I'm fine," she said snaking away from him. "How was your day? You're early? I thought I wouldn't see you at all," she said putting on her shawl.
She looked at him. He knew she was changing the subject, but he let it go. If it would happen again he would call the doctor. But now, he was going to spend all his time with her. Obviously she was sick and he was planning to spend *all* his time with his wife. At the thought of *his* wife he smiled.
"What are you smiling at?" she said, lying on the bed.
"Thinking about my wife," he said as he climbed into bed with her. "Why didn't you tell me you were sick?" he whispered.
She snuggled closer to him, "You were working. And never here," she said, looking into his eyes.
"Well I will be here for now on till you feel better," he said, soothing her gently. "I swear it." As he pulled her closer.
***
"How is Elizabeth?" Frances asked as he and Liam started to put away there horses.
"I don't know. She seems to be getting worse than better. She is getting very pale and she is getting annoyed with all the hovering I am giving her," he said shaking his head as they walked back to the grounds.
"You think that cold she had may be grew to something more?" Liam's best friend said looking at him.
Liam looked down slightly, "I hope not. But Elizabeth refuses for me to call a doctor. But I may have to," Elizabeth's husband replied. Frances noticed how much he looked like a lost little boy. "She can't die, Frances. She just can't. I can't live without her. She is my life. She can't die. Don't let her die," Liam said as he broke into tears.
***
"Elizabeth, just please see him," Liam begged.
"Why? I'm not sick. I'm getting better. Really," she said, as she struggled to get up from her resting but collapsed on the bed. "Fine. But just cause I can't get the annoyance to fight with you,"
He smiled at her thankfully and leas her out the door towards the doctor.
***
"Sir Liam," the doctor said with a blank face not being able to see his face or feelings. "May I speak with you privately?"
Liam looked at Elizabeth's sleeping form on the bed. After the doctor had checked her she had fell asleep on his lap and he had carried her to the bed and had watched her sleep until the doctor came inside.
"She is sleeping. You may tell me here," he said looking at the doctor idly.
"As you wish, sir," the doctor sighed. "Your wife is quite sick. She has a virus in her lungs making her cough endlessly. Making it also hard to breathe and not make you very hungry. This sickness is better known as phenomena," the doctor said looking Liam straight in the eye.
Liam looked at the doctor feeling his whole body go ridged, "Well- I mean to say," Liam toke a deep breath, "Well she live?" he said. Wanting to hear the answer. But his gut feeling already told him what he asked.
"At the first months it was harder for her to get along. Your wife was pregnant. But had a miscarriage," the doctor said.
Liam felt his whole body go uneven. He and Elizabeth had made a baby. And know because of this sickness she had no baby.
"Oh God," he whispered. He looked at the doctor and noticed he didn't answer the question. "You haven't answered the question!"
The doctor looked at him for a very moment then, "No,"
Liam felt his whole body go numb. His wife, lover, best friend was going to die. He felt his body escorting the doctor out of the room. He sat back down on the bed and took Elizabeth's whole body in his arms.
"Don't cry, love" Elizabeth whispered as she wiped his eyes at the tears that spilled on his cheek. "Everything will be alright," she said, knowing very will that nothing was right. She was going to die.
"Nothing is going to be alright! You're going to die, Elizabeth! Die! How am I supposed to live without you? I can't. I refuse to!" he yelled into her hair. He held her closer. "I'm never going to leave your side."
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: 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.
AN: You guys are lucky, Today I don't have school, so I get to post, also if I don't get enough feedback I might just stop posting this.
Part 6
"Sir Liam," the servant said to his master. "What can I do for you?"
Liam looked up from the papers that he was reading, "Yes, can you bring my wife here?"
The servant paled at this request, "Um... she is not feeling to well. She has wished to stay in bed,"
"Well? She has been sick? How could I have not possibly known this?" Liam replied angrily.
"Um," but before the servant could reply to his statement Liam ran from the room and towards his and Elizabeth's.
He opened the door and looked around. She wasn't on the bed. He looked around in panic. Then he heard a puking sound in the bathroom. When he was close enough to look inside all his thoughts slammed shut. There was the scariest picture he had ever seen. Elizabeth puking her guts out in the bathroom sinks.
"Oh God," he whispered.
She heard his mumble and turned around. She paled even more than she already had been, "Liam, you're back early,"
"What is wrong with you?" he had muttered, walking slowly towards her, hoping what he saw was a hallucination. He looked down slightly then looked anywhere but him.
"I'm fine. The food I ate last night might have been bad for my stomach," she said walking around.
"I had the same food. Why am I not sick?" he said holding onto her shoulder.
"I'm fine," she said snaking away from him. "How was your day? You're early? I thought I wouldn't see you at all," she said putting on her shawl.
She looked at him. He knew she was changing the subject, but he let it go. If it would happen again he would call the doctor. But now, he was going to spend all his time with her. Obviously she was sick and he was planning to spend *all* his time with his wife. At the thought of *his* wife he smiled.
"What are you smiling at?" she said, lying on the bed.
"Thinking about my wife," he said as he climbed into bed with her. "Why didn't you tell me you were sick?" he whispered.
She snuggled closer to him, "You were working. And never here," she said, looking into his eyes.
"Well I will be here for now on till you feel better," he said, soothing her gently. "I swear it." As he pulled her closer.
***
"How is Elizabeth?" Frances asked as he and Liam started to put away there horses.
"I don't know. She seems to be getting worse than better. She is getting very pale and she is getting annoyed with all the hovering I am giving her," he said shaking his head as they walked back to the grounds.
"You think that cold she had may be grew to something more?" Liam's best friend said looking at him.
Liam looked down slightly, "I hope not. But Elizabeth refuses for me to call a doctor. But I may have to," Elizabeth's husband replied. Frances noticed how much he looked like a lost little boy. "She can't die, Frances. She just can't. I can't live without her. She is my life. She can't die. Don't let her die," Liam said as he broke into tears.
***
"Elizabeth, just please see him," Liam begged.
"Why? I'm not sick. I'm getting better. Really," she said, as she struggled to get up from her resting but collapsed on the bed. "Fine. But just cause I can't get the annoyance to fight with you,"
He smiled at her thankfully and leas her out the door towards the doctor.
***
"Sir Liam," the doctor said with a blank face not being able to see his face or feelings. "May I speak with you privately?"
Liam looked at Elizabeth's sleeping form on the bed. After the doctor had checked her she had fell asleep on his lap and he had carried her to the bed and had watched her sleep until the doctor came inside.
"She is sleeping. You may tell me here," he said looking at the doctor idly.
"As you wish, sir," the doctor sighed. "Your wife is quite sick. She has a virus in her lungs making her cough endlessly. Making it also hard to breathe and not make you very hungry. This sickness is better known as phenomena," the doctor said looking Liam straight in the eye.
Liam looked at the doctor feeling his whole body go ridged, "Well- I mean to say," Liam toke a deep breath, "Well she live?" he said. Wanting to hear the answer. But his gut feeling already told him what he asked.
"At the first months it was harder for her to get along. Your wife was pregnant. But had a miscarriage," the doctor said.
Liam felt his whole body go uneven. He and Elizabeth had made a baby. And know because of this sickness she had no baby.
"Oh God," he whispered. He looked at the doctor and noticed he didn't answer the question. "You haven't answered the question!"
The doctor looked at him for a very moment then, "No,"
Liam felt his whole body go numb. His wife, lover, best friend was going to die. He felt his body escorting the doctor out of the room. He sat back down on the bed and took Elizabeth's whole body in his arms.
"Don't cry, love" Elizabeth whispered as she wiped his eyes at the tears that spilled on his cheek. "Everything will be alright," she said, knowing very will that nothing was right. She was going to die.
"Nothing is going to be alright! You're going to die, Elizabeth! Die! How am I supposed to live without you? I can't. I refuse to!" he yelled into her hair. He held her closer. "I'm never going to leave your side."