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 if 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 10. And I have to say this is really were the story begins, so if you want Part 10 got give the feedback. I live on it people.
Part 9
As Angel lay against the bed, he shut his brown eyes and green, hazel eyes replaced them. Angel's eyes snapped open and he sighed. He looked at the body sleeping next to him and sighed again. He didn't want to be with Darla. He didn't like her at all. He just went out with her because he hated when he's friends would just purge into his private life and set him up with freaks. He shuddered at the thought of Kate and Jheira, being the worst of them. Drusilla wasn't that bad but Spike got her in the end. So Darla it was.
She was spoiled, annoying, a brat, a piss in the ass and all she thought about was herself. And her sex life. He really didn't mind sex. He loved sex. But with Darla, it was fucking. He hated doing it with her at all. He had cheated with a girl more than once with Darla. Not that he regretted it. And it's not like she didn't cheat on him. She had Lindsey and Holland, and he even caught her once. But if he caught her again it would be a good reason to break up with her. He promised by the end of this trip he would break up with Darla. He swore to himself.
He got out of bed and slowly approached the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and found peanut butter and cookies, which he could munch on.
"Hey," a beautiful, full of life voice said.
He jumped slightly, surprised by the invasion, "Hey," he said to the gorgeous blonde.
"You need munchies to?" Buffy said, plumping herself next t Angel on the couch, who had retired there after he got the food.
"Yup," he said, as she grabbed a cookie and plunged it into the peanut butter, "So... do you have a boyfriend?" he said hesitantly.
Buffy raised her eyebrows, "Nope," she said, "But I'm pretty sure your *girlfriend* would love that question so much,"
Angel stared at her. He couldn't help but stare at her. So beautiful. "I could care less about what she thought," Angel said bluntly.
Buffy laughed, "Look at how that relationship will work."
Angel shrugged his shoulders and looked at the girl who was taking over his heart, "So why are you awake?" Angel asked changing the subject off of his relationship.
"Can't fall asleep," she said shaking her head.
"And why not?" he asked, stuffing a cookie in his mouth.
"I had a really freaky dream last night."
Angel turned his head towards her, "Tell me about it,"
She looked at him slowly and shook her head, "No," she said shaking her head, "You really don't want to know."
He looked at her a bit hurt. Placing his cookie on the table he gently toke her hand and rubbed it gently. She looked up at him smiling slightly at his hand.
"You can trust me," he whispered in her ear, "I promise I won't judge you."
She looked at him slowly and slumped against the couch, "I saw my ancestor's life with her husband and everyone I saw looked like my friends and family," she said frankly, raising her eyebrows.
"That's...Wow... How do you know it was you're ah ancestors?" Angel said.
"I looked it up in the computer. Elizabeth Anne Summers. Or O'Connor now or then, but maybe she kept her last name or she couldn't – "
Angel cut her off by putting his hand on her mouth. She shut up and stared into his brown eyes. He stared at her, bringing her closer to him. To the point she was sitting on top of him.
"Uh... I think I should move," Buffy said quietly, but not moving an inch from him.
"Am I complaining? Not really," Angel replied, moving closer to her lips. He held his breath. "I really want to kiss you," he said.
"Then why aren't you?" She asked.
And he did.
***
"BUFFY," Willow yelled. Buffy jumped and looked at her best friend, "Have you been listening to anything I have been saying?"
Buffy looked innocently at her and smiled, "Sorry, I just..."
The blonde trailed off as Angel and Darla came out of the guest room and they seemed like they just had an argument because Darla's eyes were fuming. Angel looked up and saw green eyes staring at him. The eyes that haunted his dreams all of the night.
"Hey," Buffy said.
Angel nodded at her. 'God she is so gorgeous'
"Buffy," Willow said. She had suspected last night a thing going on between Angel and Buffy but now there just seemed to be tons of tension between them. "So Buffy, are we going shopping today?" Willow asked, breaking the silence that really started to bother her.
Buffy broke her stare with Angel and looked at Willow surprised, "Uh sure but are..." before she could finish the phone rang.
"I'll get it," Willow said.
Buffy nodded. She looked at Angel and Darla, "I'll uh be in uh the kitchen," she said securing for an escape.
She went through the white swinging doors. She opened the refrigerator and looked inside. To say the truth there wasn't much inside. Orange juice, milk, cottage cheese, and an expired yogurt. She toke the milk and opened the cabinet door on the side and pulled out the Cheerios, pulled out a bowl and poured in her cereal and milk. She leaned on the counter eating her food, when strong yet familiar hands wrapped around her waist. She jumped slightly.
"Hey," the brown eyed man said to her, kissing her neck.
"What are you doing?" Buffy whispered. She turned around so she was facing the man she was fast falling for.
"Wanted to see this beautiful girl," Angel smiled at her. Buffy pulled away and put herself on the other side of the wall.
Angel looked at Buffy curiously, "What's wrong?" he asked.
"Your girlfriend is in the next room," she said pointedly.
Angel looked at her for a moment, "What's wrong?" he said, moving forward to what he thought was the most beautiful girl in the world.
"Nothing. But you can't just come in here and start kissing my neck and expect me to be all happy about it. You have a *girlfriend* in the next room. Did it sort of occur to you," she snapped.
"Seriously, I don't care," Angel said moving towards her.
Buffy moved out of his reach and said, "Well I do. I'm not going to be your playgirl because Darla isn't a good lay," she yelled quietly.
"You not, Buffy," he said reaching for her shoulders and holding her there. "You can't honestly believe that," he said, trying to make her understand.
"You still have a girlfriend, and I won't be known as your mistress," she yelled, "If you want to be with me then call me. I'll come to you. Running. Till then," Buffy pulled away and looked at him. Angel could see the pain in her eyes and understood that it was hard for her to just say it, "You and me are just friends."
And she sprinted out the room.
***
When Buffy came out of the kitchen, she felt like everyone was staring at her, "What?" she yelled.
"Jeez... Buffy whatever it is get over it. We want to go shopping," Cordelia said, thinking of herself again.
"Let's go," she said, just as Angel came out of the kitchen.
"Where are you going?" Angel asked attentively, staring at Buffy the whole time.
"Out, we are going shopping," Darla answered, spreading her on his chest. "You wanna come,"
"No!" Buffy yelled. Everyone looked at her eyebrows raised.
"Why not?" Darla snapped at her.
"Well shouldn't it be like a girl thing were all hangout and have a jolly time."
At those words Willow laughed out loud, "Buffy, you alright?" she asked.
"Just fine. Really, why don't we go?"
"Let's go," Cordelia said as all the girls walked out the door.
TBC
AN: Lets have the feedback rolling now, people.
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 if 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 10. And I have to say this is really were the story begins, so if you want Part 10 got give the feedback. I live on it people.
Part 9
As Angel lay against the bed, he shut his brown eyes and green, hazel eyes replaced them. Angel's eyes snapped open and he sighed. He looked at the body sleeping next to him and sighed again. He didn't want to be with Darla. He didn't like her at all. He just went out with her because he hated when he's friends would just purge into his private life and set him up with freaks. He shuddered at the thought of Kate and Jheira, being the worst of them. Drusilla wasn't that bad but Spike got her in the end. So Darla it was.
She was spoiled, annoying, a brat, a piss in the ass and all she thought about was herself. And her sex life. He really didn't mind sex. He loved sex. But with Darla, it was fucking. He hated doing it with her at all. He had cheated with a girl more than once with Darla. Not that he regretted it. And it's not like she didn't cheat on him. She had Lindsey and Holland, and he even caught her once. But if he caught her again it would be a good reason to break up with her. He promised by the end of this trip he would break up with Darla. He swore to himself.
He got out of bed and slowly approached the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and found peanut butter and cookies, which he could munch on.
"Hey," a beautiful, full of life voice said.
He jumped slightly, surprised by the invasion, "Hey," he said to the gorgeous blonde.
"You need munchies to?" Buffy said, plumping herself next t Angel on the couch, who had retired there after he got the food.
"Yup," he said, as she grabbed a cookie and plunged it into the peanut butter, "So... do you have a boyfriend?" he said hesitantly.
Buffy raised her eyebrows, "Nope," she said, "But I'm pretty sure your *girlfriend* would love that question so much,"
Angel stared at her. He couldn't help but stare at her. So beautiful. "I could care less about what she thought," Angel said bluntly.
Buffy laughed, "Look at how that relationship will work."
Angel shrugged his shoulders and looked at the girl who was taking over his heart, "So why are you awake?" Angel asked changing the subject off of his relationship.
"Can't fall asleep," she said shaking her head.
"And why not?" he asked, stuffing a cookie in his mouth.
"I had a really freaky dream last night."
Angel turned his head towards her, "Tell me about it,"
She looked at him slowly and shook her head, "No," she said shaking her head, "You really don't want to know."
He looked at her a bit hurt. Placing his cookie on the table he gently toke her hand and rubbed it gently. She looked up at him smiling slightly at his hand.
"You can trust me," he whispered in her ear, "I promise I won't judge you."
She looked at him slowly and slumped against the couch, "I saw my ancestor's life with her husband and everyone I saw looked like my friends and family," she said frankly, raising her eyebrows.
"That's...Wow... How do you know it was you're ah ancestors?" Angel said.
"I looked it up in the computer. Elizabeth Anne Summers. Or O'Connor now or then, but maybe she kept her last name or she couldn't – "
Angel cut her off by putting his hand on her mouth. She shut up and stared into his brown eyes. He stared at her, bringing her closer to him. To the point she was sitting on top of him.
"Uh... I think I should move," Buffy said quietly, but not moving an inch from him.
"Am I complaining? Not really," Angel replied, moving closer to her lips. He held his breath. "I really want to kiss you," he said.
"Then why aren't you?" She asked.
And he did.
***
"BUFFY," Willow yelled. Buffy jumped and looked at her best friend, "Have you been listening to anything I have been saying?"
Buffy looked innocently at her and smiled, "Sorry, I just..."
The blonde trailed off as Angel and Darla came out of the guest room and they seemed like they just had an argument because Darla's eyes were fuming. Angel looked up and saw green eyes staring at him. The eyes that haunted his dreams all of the night.
"Hey," Buffy said.
Angel nodded at her. 'God she is so gorgeous'
"Buffy," Willow said. She had suspected last night a thing going on between Angel and Buffy but now there just seemed to be tons of tension between them. "So Buffy, are we going shopping today?" Willow asked, breaking the silence that really started to bother her.
Buffy broke her stare with Angel and looked at Willow surprised, "Uh sure but are..." before she could finish the phone rang.
"I'll get it," Willow said.
Buffy nodded. She looked at Angel and Darla, "I'll uh be in uh the kitchen," she said securing for an escape.
She went through the white swinging doors. She opened the refrigerator and looked inside. To say the truth there wasn't much inside. Orange juice, milk, cottage cheese, and an expired yogurt. She toke the milk and opened the cabinet door on the side and pulled out the Cheerios, pulled out a bowl and poured in her cereal and milk. She leaned on the counter eating her food, when strong yet familiar hands wrapped around her waist. She jumped slightly.
"Hey," the brown eyed man said to her, kissing her neck.
"What are you doing?" Buffy whispered. She turned around so she was facing the man she was fast falling for.
"Wanted to see this beautiful girl," Angel smiled at her. Buffy pulled away and put herself on the other side of the wall.
Angel looked at Buffy curiously, "What's wrong?" he asked.
"Your girlfriend is in the next room," she said pointedly.
Angel looked at her for a moment, "What's wrong?" he said, moving forward to what he thought was the most beautiful girl in the world.
"Nothing. But you can't just come in here and start kissing my neck and expect me to be all happy about it. You have a *girlfriend* in the next room. Did it sort of occur to you," she snapped.
"Seriously, I don't care," Angel said moving towards her.
Buffy moved out of his reach and said, "Well I do. I'm not going to be your playgirl because Darla isn't a good lay," she yelled quietly.
"You not, Buffy," he said reaching for her shoulders and holding her there. "You can't honestly believe that," he said, trying to make her understand.
"You still have a girlfriend, and I won't be known as your mistress," she yelled, "If you want to be with me then call me. I'll come to you. Running. Till then," Buffy pulled away and looked at him. Angel could see the pain in her eyes and understood that it was hard for her to just say it, "You and me are just friends."
And she sprinted out the room.
***
When Buffy came out of the kitchen, she felt like everyone was staring at her, "What?" she yelled.
"Jeez... Buffy whatever it is get over it. We want to go shopping," Cordelia said, thinking of herself again.
"Let's go," she said, just as Angel came out of the kitchen.
"Where are you going?" Angel asked attentively, staring at Buffy the whole time.
"Out, we are going shopping," Darla answered, spreading her on his chest. "You wanna come,"
"No!" Buffy yelled. Everyone looked at her eyebrows raised.
"Why not?" Darla snapped at her.
"Well shouldn't it be like a girl thing were all hangout and have a jolly time."
At those words Willow laughed out loud, "Buffy, you alright?" she asked.
"Just fine. Really, why don't we go?"
"Let's go," Cordelia said as all the girls walked out the door.
TBC
AN: Lets have the feedback rolling now, people.