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? DISTRIBUTION: Take it. Just tell me first.
FEEDBACK: Please, I would really like to now what you guys thought.
AN: Look what happened before has a big part in the story now; I wouldn't have done it if there was no point to it. It will be more towards the end. I wouldn't have put you through this torture in the beginning of there was no point. I hope you enjoy.
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 7 it may feel like it should be done when it isn't. Sorry, Danielle. Hope for no school, like snow. Not that it is going to happen in the March in the Maryland. But lets hope and dream and maybe.
AN: No feedback no part 8. And I have to say this is really were the story begins, so if you want Part 8 got give the feedback. I live on it people.
Thanx from all the feedback from: Nancy, Christine, Calista, Bklyangel, Danielle Gooijer, Willow92, Ashleigh, Akay, *Quistis*, ...Nicole, Allie, Snape'sGril6-7-90, buffy13-buffyspike4eva, Kristi, Anne, Juls07, DemonofDarkFury, Lyssa, eliska-grainne, chazza, Goddess39
AN: Look, I really like all the great feedback everyone is giving me but there are some who give me good constrictive criticism and some people who are down right mean. If you have a problem with the story and don't like it let me make this clear: DON'T READ IT. I won't hold anything against you and if you want to give me better feedback in the future please do so, otherwise just leave me alone. Also no one on the top list of feed backers our people I am talking about.
Part 8
~2004~
"Hey Buffy," Willow said as she applied her make up. She looked at her best friend who was heaving very loudly. "Hey. Is everything aright?" she asked, walking over to her best friend's bed.
"I had the weirdest dream," Buffy said climbing out of bed and walking towards the closet.
"Wanna tell me about it?" Willow said putting her books her bag.
"I was like living in the 1700s and married to some guy," Buffy said, as she shakes her head and started to pull clothes out of the closet. "You, Xander, Cordelia and a bunch of other people we know were all in it. It was so weird. I mean Cordelia was even in it. And I haven't seen her since she left Sunnydale to L.A," Buffy continued, combing her hair.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. She is coming to town with her friends. She called."
Buffy raised her eyebrows, "Friends?"
Willow chuckled at Buffy's comment and replied, "I know, funny. But still. Her boyfriend, best friend and his girlfriend are all coming here."
Buffy laughed harder this time, "Boyfriend?"
At that comment Willow cracked a huge grin, "So I tell them that they could stay in our apartment,"
Buffy dropped her bag, "Your kidding," she said, her eyes widening by the second.
"Nope. I just felt bad. She begged."
"Personally, I don't want to here moaning in the rooms," Buffy complained.
"There coming at two. You'll be at work. Don't worry. We'll figure it out. Please, Buffy. Please," Willow pouted and gave her baby eyes.
"Fine, but that doesn't mean I have to like it," Buffy said as she walked out of the apartment.
***
By the time Buffy came home she had totally forgotten that her old sort of enemy was going to be home. She walked right by the living room and slammed the door shut to her room. Funny, she swore she had just seen...
Buffy ran out of her room and said, "Oh God. I'm sorry. I just, my whole day was very stressful," Buffy explained to Willow, slowly looking around the room. Her gaze landed on Cordelia. The brunette got up and hugged the blonde.
"Good to see you Buffy," Cordelia said letting her go. "This is my boyfriend, Doyle," When Buffy looked at him she had to choke back a laugh. Cordelia Chase dating... a guy with cheap clothes. But she swore she had seen him before. Funny. "This is Angel and his uh girlfriend Darla."
Buffy turned around and saw a brown haired guy behind her, holding his hand out to shake. Buffy's eyes popped out.
"Oh my God,"
Angel looked at her confused, "Sorry, did I do something?"
But before he could finish Buffy sprinted from the room and locked herself in hers. She toke a deep breath. Angel. That guy was Liam. The guy, here. Elizabeth's husband. They looked exactly alike. Expect Angel had spiked brown hair and not long brown hair. And now she remembered who Doyle was. He was Frances, Liam's best friend. What the hell had that dream been about? Why were all her friends in this dream? She looked up and saw her computer flashing out at her. She ignored the knocking on her door and went on the computer. She sat in front of the screen and went on google. Maybe (hoping) that a website would just come up. She wrote in the O'Connor Dynasty and waited. There came up 400 websites. She then typed in 1700 O'Connor Dynasty. There popped up a few websites. She clicked on the first one and there it said O'Connor- Summers Chart. That has to be it, Buffy thought. Her heart was going 50 miles per hour and she didn't even know why. Its not that she cared about Liam or Angel, whatever his name is. He was only hot, sexy, and in her dream he was so nice, kind, wonderful and sweet. She shook her head. She had to stop thinking about this. He was just a guy who knew Cordy. And he had a girlfriend. The website came up and she strolled down and saw a painting of herself and Liam or Angel, or whatever. She read down,
Elizabeth Anne O'Connor
1731-1753
Under Liam's name it read,
Liam Angelus O'Connor
1728-1753
Buffy let herself cry for him. He died the same year as Elizabeth. She kept reading:
Liam Angelus O'Connor died four months after
his wife, Elizabeth Anne O'Connor, had died.
He had loved his wife very much. After her
funereal he had stayed by her grave every
night. He had died from depression and a cold.
Though the thought of him dieing devastated her, for some reason, the selfish part of her was sort of pleased to see the way he acted after she, no not she, Elizabeth died. She toke a deep breath looked at the clock. She has been locked up in her room for more than an hour. She got out and checked her make- up and came out of her room.
The second she came out, Angel got up, "Hi," he said softly. She looked at him for a second, 'God, he looks so much like Liam!'' "I'm sorry I scared you," he said uncertainly.
"Sorry, just me. I'm weirder out about some... Never mind," she looked up and saw Cordelia who snorted.
"God, Buffy, have you changed at all?"
Buffy looked a bit hurt by her comment but said instead, "Could I get you guys anything?"
"Willow got us stuff. Thanks," Angel said lightly.
Buffy looked at them, "I'll be right back," she whispered,
This was so weird. The dream with Angel in it. She wasn't able to act normal. Everywhere she looked, she saw people from here dream. And it was freaking her out. She just couldn't act normal. She walked right into the kitchen were she ran right into a blonde girl, "Sorry," Buffy mumbled, to engrossed in her thoughts to look at the person who she ran into.
"Excuse me," the girl said snidely, "Watch were your going." Buffy looked up and gapped at the blonde. This was Liam's whore, Darla. The whore, (or once whore, Buffy reminded herself, or maybe she still is whore...) pushed past her, to get here way back into living room. "God, there's this bitch who ran right into me on purpose in the kitchen," The blonde said like she was the most important person alive.
The other said blonde appeared at the living room quietly, with a smirk on her face.
"Uh Darla that's my roommate and best friend, Buffy Summers," Willow said, smiling slightly, pointing at Buffy.
Angel looked at Buffy and gave her an apologetic smile. She shrugged her shoulders slightly and sat next to Cordy, "So how you've been?" Buffy said smiling. Cordy laughed and the conversation began.
TBC
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? DISTRIBUTION: Take it. Just tell me first.
FEEDBACK: Please, I would really like to now what you guys thought.
AN: Look what happened before has a big part in the story now; I wouldn't have done it if there was no point to it. It will be more towards the end. I wouldn't have put you through this torture in the beginning of there was no point. I hope you enjoy.
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 7 it may feel like it should be done when it isn't. Sorry, Danielle. Hope for no school, like snow. Not that it is going to happen in the March in the Maryland. But lets hope and dream and maybe.
AN: No feedback no part 8. And I have to say this is really were the story begins, so if you want Part 8 got give the feedback. I live on it people.
Thanx from all the feedback from: Nancy, Christine, Calista, Bklyangel, Danielle Gooijer, Willow92, Ashleigh, Akay, *Quistis*, ...Nicole, Allie, Snape'sGril6-7-90, buffy13-buffyspike4eva, Kristi, Anne, Juls07, DemonofDarkFury, Lyssa, eliska-grainne, chazza, Goddess39
AN: Look, I really like all the great feedback everyone is giving me but there are some who give me good constrictive criticism and some people who are down right mean. If you have a problem with the story and don't like it let me make this clear: DON'T READ IT. I won't hold anything against you and if you want to give me better feedback in the future please do so, otherwise just leave me alone. Also no one on the top list of feed backers our people I am talking about.
Part 8
~2004~
"Hey Buffy," Willow said as she applied her make up. She looked at her best friend who was heaving very loudly. "Hey. Is everything aright?" she asked, walking over to her best friend's bed.
"I had the weirdest dream," Buffy said climbing out of bed and walking towards the closet.
"Wanna tell me about it?" Willow said putting her books her bag.
"I was like living in the 1700s and married to some guy," Buffy said, as she shakes her head and started to pull clothes out of the closet. "You, Xander, Cordelia and a bunch of other people we know were all in it. It was so weird. I mean Cordelia was even in it. And I haven't seen her since she left Sunnydale to L.A," Buffy continued, combing her hair.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. She is coming to town with her friends. She called."
Buffy raised her eyebrows, "Friends?"
Willow chuckled at Buffy's comment and replied, "I know, funny. But still. Her boyfriend, best friend and his girlfriend are all coming here."
Buffy laughed harder this time, "Boyfriend?"
At that comment Willow cracked a huge grin, "So I tell them that they could stay in our apartment,"
Buffy dropped her bag, "Your kidding," she said, her eyes widening by the second.
"Nope. I just felt bad. She begged."
"Personally, I don't want to here moaning in the rooms," Buffy complained.
"There coming at two. You'll be at work. Don't worry. We'll figure it out. Please, Buffy. Please," Willow pouted and gave her baby eyes.
"Fine, but that doesn't mean I have to like it," Buffy said as she walked out of the apartment.
***
By the time Buffy came home she had totally forgotten that her old sort of enemy was going to be home. She walked right by the living room and slammed the door shut to her room. Funny, she swore she had just seen...
Buffy ran out of her room and said, "Oh God. I'm sorry. I just, my whole day was very stressful," Buffy explained to Willow, slowly looking around the room. Her gaze landed on Cordelia. The brunette got up and hugged the blonde.
"Good to see you Buffy," Cordelia said letting her go. "This is my boyfriend, Doyle," When Buffy looked at him she had to choke back a laugh. Cordelia Chase dating... a guy with cheap clothes. But she swore she had seen him before. Funny. "This is Angel and his uh girlfriend Darla."
Buffy turned around and saw a brown haired guy behind her, holding his hand out to shake. Buffy's eyes popped out.
"Oh my God,"
Angel looked at her confused, "Sorry, did I do something?"
But before he could finish Buffy sprinted from the room and locked herself in hers. She toke a deep breath. Angel. That guy was Liam. The guy, here. Elizabeth's husband. They looked exactly alike. Expect Angel had spiked brown hair and not long brown hair. And now she remembered who Doyle was. He was Frances, Liam's best friend. What the hell had that dream been about? Why were all her friends in this dream? She looked up and saw her computer flashing out at her. She ignored the knocking on her door and went on the computer. She sat in front of the screen and went on google. Maybe (hoping) that a website would just come up. She wrote in the O'Connor Dynasty and waited. There came up 400 websites. She then typed in 1700 O'Connor Dynasty. There popped up a few websites. She clicked on the first one and there it said O'Connor- Summers Chart. That has to be it, Buffy thought. Her heart was going 50 miles per hour and she didn't even know why. Its not that she cared about Liam or Angel, whatever his name is. He was only hot, sexy, and in her dream he was so nice, kind, wonderful and sweet. She shook her head. She had to stop thinking about this. He was just a guy who knew Cordy. And he had a girlfriend. The website came up and she strolled down and saw a painting of herself and Liam or Angel, or whatever. She read down,
Elizabeth Anne O'Connor
1731-1753
Under Liam's name it read,
Liam Angelus O'Connor
1728-1753
Buffy let herself cry for him. He died the same year as Elizabeth. She kept reading:
Liam Angelus O'Connor died four months after
his wife, Elizabeth Anne O'Connor, had died.
He had loved his wife very much. After her
funereal he had stayed by her grave every
night. He had died from depression and a cold.
Though the thought of him dieing devastated her, for some reason, the selfish part of her was sort of pleased to see the way he acted after she, no not she, Elizabeth died. She toke a deep breath looked at the clock. She has been locked up in her room for more than an hour. She got out and checked her make- up and came out of her room.
The second she came out, Angel got up, "Hi," he said softly. She looked at him for a second, 'God, he looks so much like Liam!'' "I'm sorry I scared you," he said uncertainly.
"Sorry, just me. I'm weirder out about some... Never mind," she looked up and saw Cordelia who snorted.
"God, Buffy, have you changed at all?"
Buffy looked a bit hurt by her comment but said instead, "Could I get you guys anything?"
"Willow got us stuff. Thanks," Angel said lightly.
Buffy looked at them, "I'll be right back," she whispered,
This was so weird. The dream with Angel in it. She wasn't able to act normal. Everywhere she looked, she saw people from here dream. And it was freaking her out. She just couldn't act normal. She walked right into the kitchen were she ran right into a blonde girl, "Sorry," Buffy mumbled, to engrossed in her thoughts to look at the person who she ran into.
"Excuse me," the girl said snidely, "Watch were your going." Buffy looked up and gapped at the blonde. This was Liam's whore, Darla. The whore, (or once whore, Buffy reminded herself, or maybe she still is whore...) pushed past her, to get here way back into living room. "God, there's this bitch who ran right into me on purpose in the kitchen," The blonde said like she was the most important person alive.
The other said blonde appeared at the living room quietly, with a smirk on her face.
"Uh Darla that's my roommate and best friend, Buffy Summers," Willow said, smiling slightly, pointing at Buffy.
Angel looked at Buffy and gave her an apologetic smile. She shrugged her shoulders slightly and sat next to Cordy, "So how you've been?" Buffy said smiling. Cordy laughed and the conversation began.
TBC