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: No feedback no part 11. And I have to say this is really good part, NC- 17 people so if you want Part 11 got give the feedback. I live on it!!
AN: So sorry for the delay but trust me when I say this week was a very emotional week for me and I didn't have a chance to type this up but I promise soon is Spring break and I probably will be able to send it out!! I hope you guys like this part it was hit to type it up... so get the popcorn and enjoy the show, or fiction, same thing.
AN: To honor all those feedback people, thanks and keep it up you're only the only reason I keep doing it: Cristina, Bloody Sunset, Jaci-Angel-Buffy- luver, -Nicole-, Allie , Lyssa, Nancy, Akay, KIM2004, Danielle, Bklyangel
Part 10
"So tell me," Willow said as they walked down the mall's hallway, "What is wrong with you?"
Buffy looked ahead to where Darla and Cordelia were heading for another store. "Nothing, I'm just out of it, tired."
Willow looked at her and by that one look knew that Buffy was lying, "What's going on, Buffy? It's me, you don't have to hide from me," Willow said as they sat near the bench in front of the store Cordelia and Darla where in.
"It's- really, it's nothing," Buffy stumbled, smiling unsuccessfully.
"Really? I have a question though. Does nothing have anything to do with a dark, hot guy who is dating a girl whose name starts with a D? Who also was giving you googly eyes this morning?"
"Angel gave me googly eyes?!" Buffy said smiling.
"Not so fast, so you do like Angel?" Willow suspected.
Buffy quickly sobered and replied, "Of course not. He has a girlfriend already,"
"Uh huh... sure. So why didn't you want him to come with us?" Willow said smirking.
"Girls mall thingy. It's a girl thing," Buffy said innocently.
"Fuss up, Buffy. We go to the mall all the time with Xander."
Buffy looked up from her spot on the floor and smiled sadly, "So I have a crush on Angel. It will pass," she said looking at Willow who had her eyebrows raised, "Hopefully," Buffy added.
"Any kissage I should know about?" Willow asked jokingly. At the question Buffy turned bright red, "Oh my God!" Willow gasped, "You and Angel kissed! When?!"
Buffy blushed even more, "Uh... Last night, I couldn't sleep so I went over to the kitchen to get some food and he was there and we just sort of hit off. At the end of the night he kissed me. But this morning we got into an argument so nothing that happened matters. Right?"
Willow looked at Buffy curiously, "Buffy this isn't like you. I mean you don't usually fall for boys that are already taken and you swore on your life that you wouldn't do something like that after the whole ordeal with Tyler."
Buffy looked at the floor for a second before looking back up, "Will, you have to promise that you won't think I am nuts after I tell you this," Buffy said.
"Pinky swears," Willow responded holding out her pinky.
Taking hold of it and then letting go Buffy said, "Remember a last night I had a dream, with me in 1700s and I died," Willow nodded, "Well I was also married to some guy and that guy looked exactly like Angel." Willow's mouth then dropped then closed then reopened. "I did some research on it and found out that we actually did live in that time. Do you think I am crazy?"
Willow looked at her shook her head, "Are you saying that you and Angel are from the past and you guys our like reincarnations?"
"I guess, sort of..." Buffy answered.
"And you're positive?" Buffy nodded, "That's so weird," Willow said in fascination.
"But you believe me?" Buffy said.
"I guess so. It's just so..."
But Willow couldn't finish her sentence because at that moment Darla and Cordelia came out of the store holding up at least four bags in each hand, giggling away, as Buffy and Willow lead them to the car.
***
"Angel, what the hell was that about?" Doyle asked his best friend as the four women left the apartment.
"What are you talking about, Doyle?" Angel asked, knowing full well what he was talking about.
"You and that blonde. I felt a room full of tension, man," the Irishman responded.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Angel glared at him trying to show that he wasn't comfortable talking about this.
He wasn't really one to talk about his feelings much, at least never to any of his friends. He would brood, write about it, but never talk about it; it never occurred to him that it would actually help.
"Man, you were all over that chick and she was brushing you off like you were a disease or something,"
A disease. That means that she really doesn't like him, "I don't know," Angel finally said.
"What do you mean, 'I don't know?' It seems to me and everyone else in the room you liked her a lot. I think Darla noticed. She didn't seem too pleased," Doyle added, slapping Angel's shoulders. "Good luck with breaking up with that girl. She is crazy. Literally. "Doyle said as he plopped his head in the refrigerator.
"Who said anything about breaking up with Darla?"
Doyle looked at Angel surprised, "You want to pursue a thing with this Buffy, right?" Angel nodded, "Then I can assure you that you won't get anywhere with her if you are with that lass."
Angel shook his head, "I know, she told me that this morning."
"So... talked to her already? What did the lass have to say?" Doyle asked as he toke a beer out of the fridge.
He handed one beer to Angel and Angel wondered why Buffy and Willow would have such strong beer in there refrigerator. Maybe one of them has a boyfriend. If Buffy has one and he comes by, I'll kill him. Angel stated in his mind.
"She said we couldn't be anything till I broke up with Darla," And paused for a second then looked at Doyle, "If I tell you something do you promise not to think I am insane." Doyle nodded, "I had a dream, the day we left to go to Sunnydale. I was in the past. 1700 hundreds I think. You were there. So were Cordelia and everyone. Buffy was there. And we married and she died. Pneumonia. It's sort of funny. I had a dream about her then I see her."
Doyle's eyes widened in surprise when he heard Angel's tale. "We were in the past? Were we ugly?" Doyle asked stupidly.
"We both had long hair, but back to the point. Getting Buffy. How in the hell am I going to be able get a goddess like that?"
"Well first off, you can break things of with Darla."
Angel nodded his head, "Okay, step one. But to have Buffy. How am I going to do it?"
***
When the girls come home Angel and Doyle were sitting on the couch waiting for them, talking about Angel's plans on how to get Buffy.
"Hey baby," Darla purred as she slithered into Angel's arms.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and started to suck his neck. Angel closed his eyes for a second then looked straight up into the eyes of Buffy's. Shit, he thought.
"I'm gonna go to my room," Buffy said softly as she walked briskly towards her room and clicked her door shut.
I'm such an idiot of course he is going to choose that whore over me. It's not like he cared about me. Buffy sat in her in her bed, silent tears falling down her face. He was so beautiful and handsome and his kisses where just so sweet and loving and when they kissed he treated her like the best thing in the world.
But why couldn't he be mine? Because he was with that fake little whore?! Buffy yelled at herself. Buffy shook herself and thought about the dream she had and the way Liam was so sweet and cute and he looked at Elizabeth with so much love. Why couldn't Angel love me? But it isn't like I love him or anything. Maybe I will love him one day, but I'm going not be on the sidelines while he fucks his whore! Suddenly a shrill sound yelled at Buffy and she looked up. It was the phone.
"Hello?" she answered politely.
"Hi um can I please speak with Darla?"
Buffy looked at the phone and shook her head slightly, "Sure, um can I ask who is speaking?"
"Um Lindsey."
Buffy walked into the room, phone in hand and said, "Darla, you have a phone. Someone in the name Lindsey."
At the sound of the name everyone from LA looked at Darla confused.
"I thought you broke things off with Lindsey!" Angel accused.
"I did," Darla said, slightly scared.
"Sure. Then how does her have this number? How does he even know where in Sunnydale?" Angel said staring at her. He got up and walked towards Buffy, grabbing the phone from her. "Here Darla."
She toke the phone the phone, "Lindsey?" Darla asked quietly, "I told you not to call me here."
At those words Angel snatched the phone out of her grasp and started to yell, "Darla just leave. Get out! I never want to see you again!"
Buffy toke a few steps back, she had never seen him so mad, granted she had only known him for a day, but still...
"Angel baby, I can explain," Darla begged.
"Explain! Explain what? That you're fucking him again! I'm sick and tired of your lies. Just leave! Take your stuff and get out!"
Darla looked at him and then turned to the guest room. She stuffed all her possessions in a bag and came out.
"Angel please?"
Angel glared at her and yelled, "Get out!"
Once she was out the door, Angel walked back into his room and slammed the door shut.
TBC- see I finally got rid of Darla!! So for that I should get a present like feedback, so lets go people or not part 11 which is shh NC-17 so... no feedback no lovin' or next part(
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: No feedback no part 11. And I have to say this is really good part, NC- 17 people so if you want Part 11 got give the feedback. I live on it!!
AN: So sorry for the delay but trust me when I say this week was a very emotional week for me and I didn't have a chance to type this up but I promise soon is Spring break and I probably will be able to send it out!! I hope you guys like this part it was hit to type it up... so get the popcorn and enjoy the show, or fiction, same thing.
AN: To honor all those feedback people, thanks and keep it up you're only the only reason I keep doing it: Cristina, Bloody Sunset, Jaci-Angel-Buffy- luver, -Nicole-, Allie , Lyssa, Nancy, Akay, KIM2004, Danielle, Bklyangel
Part 10
"So tell me," Willow said as they walked down the mall's hallway, "What is wrong with you?"
Buffy looked ahead to where Darla and Cordelia were heading for another store. "Nothing, I'm just out of it, tired."
Willow looked at her and by that one look knew that Buffy was lying, "What's going on, Buffy? It's me, you don't have to hide from me," Willow said as they sat near the bench in front of the store Cordelia and Darla where in.
"It's- really, it's nothing," Buffy stumbled, smiling unsuccessfully.
"Really? I have a question though. Does nothing have anything to do with a dark, hot guy who is dating a girl whose name starts with a D? Who also was giving you googly eyes this morning?"
"Angel gave me googly eyes?!" Buffy said smiling.
"Not so fast, so you do like Angel?" Willow suspected.
Buffy quickly sobered and replied, "Of course not. He has a girlfriend already,"
"Uh huh... sure. So why didn't you want him to come with us?" Willow said smirking.
"Girls mall thingy. It's a girl thing," Buffy said innocently.
"Fuss up, Buffy. We go to the mall all the time with Xander."
Buffy looked up from her spot on the floor and smiled sadly, "So I have a crush on Angel. It will pass," she said looking at Willow who had her eyebrows raised, "Hopefully," Buffy added.
"Any kissage I should know about?" Willow asked jokingly. At the question Buffy turned bright red, "Oh my God!" Willow gasped, "You and Angel kissed! When?!"
Buffy blushed even more, "Uh... Last night, I couldn't sleep so I went over to the kitchen to get some food and he was there and we just sort of hit off. At the end of the night he kissed me. But this morning we got into an argument so nothing that happened matters. Right?"
Willow looked at Buffy curiously, "Buffy this isn't like you. I mean you don't usually fall for boys that are already taken and you swore on your life that you wouldn't do something like that after the whole ordeal with Tyler."
Buffy looked at the floor for a second before looking back up, "Will, you have to promise that you won't think I am nuts after I tell you this," Buffy said.
"Pinky swears," Willow responded holding out her pinky.
Taking hold of it and then letting go Buffy said, "Remember a last night I had a dream, with me in 1700s and I died," Willow nodded, "Well I was also married to some guy and that guy looked exactly like Angel." Willow's mouth then dropped then closed then reopened. "I did some research on it and found out that we actually did live in that time. Do you think I am crazy?"
Willow looked at her shook her head, "Are you saying that you and Angel are from the past and you guys our like reincarnations?"
"I guess, sort of..." Buffy answered.
"And you're positive?" Buffy nodded, "That's so weird," Willow said in fascination.
"But you believe me?" Buffy said.
"I guess so. It's just so..."
But Willow couldn't finish her sentence because at that moment Darla and Cordelia came out of the store holding up at least four bags in each hand, giggling away, as Buffy and Willow lead them to the car.
***
"Angel, what the hell was that about?" Doyle asked his best friend as the four women left the apartment.
"What are you talking about, Doyle?" Angel asked, knowing full well what he was talking about.
"You and that blonde. I felt a room full of tension, man," the Irishman responded.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Angel glared at him trying to show that he wasn't comfortable talking about this.
He wasn't really one to talk about his feelings much, at least never to any of his friends. He would brood, write about it, but never talk about it; it never occurred to him that it would actually help.
"Man, you were all over that chick and she was brushing you off like you were a disease or something,"
A disease. That means that she really doesn't like him, "I don't know," Angel finally said.
"What do you mean, 'I don't know?' It seems to me and everyone else in the room you liked her a lot. I think Darla noticed. She didn't seem too pleased," Doyle added, slapping Angel's shoulders. "Good luck with breaking up with that girl. She is crazy. Literally. "Doyle said as he plopped his head in the refrigerator.
"Who said anything about breaking up with Darla?"
Doyle looked at Angel surprised, "You want to pursue a thing with this Buffy, right?" Angel nodded, "Then I can assure you that you won't get anywhere with her if you are with that lass."
Angel shook his head, "I know, she told me that this morning."
"So... talked to her already? What did the lass have to say?" Doyle asked as he toke a beer out of the fridge.
He handed one beer to Angel and Angel wondered why Buffy and Willow would have such strong beer in there refrigerator. Maybe one of them has a boyfriend. If Buffy has one and he comes by, I'll kill him. Angel stated in his mind.
"She said we couldn't be anything till I broke up with Darla," And paused for a second then looked at Doyle, "If I tell you something do you promise not to think I am insane." Doyle nodded, "I had a dream, the day we left to go to Sunnydale. I was in the past. 1700 hundreds I think. You were there. So were Cordelia and everyone. Buffy was there. And we married and she died. Pneumonia. It's sort of funny. I had a dream about her then I see her."
Doyle's eyes widened in surprise when he heard Angel's tale. "We were in the past? Were we ugly?" Doyle asked stupidly.
"We both had long hair, but back to the point. Getting Buffy. How in the hell am I going to be able get a goddess like that?"
"Well first off, you can break things of with Darla."
Angel nodded his head, "Okay, step one. But to have Buffy. How am I going to do it?"
***
When the girls come home Angel and Doyle were sitting on the couch waiting for them, talking about Angel's plans on how to get Buffy.
"Hey baby," Darla purred as she slithered into Angel's arms.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and started to suck his neck. Angel closed his eyes for a second then looked straight up into the eyes of Buffy's. Shit, he thought.
"I'm gonna go to my room," Buffy said softly as she walked briskly towards her room and clicked her door shut.
I'm such an idiot of course he is going to choose that whore over me. It's not like he cared about me. Buffy sat in her in her bed, silent tears falling down her face. He was so beautiful and handsome and his kisses where just so sweet and loving and when they kissed he treated her like the best thing in the world.
But why couldn't he be mine? Because he was with that fake little whore?! Buffy yelled at herself. Buffy shook herself and thought about the dream she had and the way Liam was so sweet and cute and he looked at Elizabeth with so much love. Why couldn't Angel love me? But it isn't like I love him or anything. Maybe I will love him one day, but I'm going not be on the sidelines while he fucks his whore! Suddenly a shrill sound yelled at Buffy and she looked up. It was the phone.
"Hello?" she answered politely.
"Hi um can I please speak with Darla?"
Buffy looked at the phone and shook her head slightly, "Sure, um can I ask who is speaking?"
"Um Lindsey."
Buffy walked into the room, phone in hand and said, "Darla, you have a phone. Someone in the name Lindsey."
At the sound of the name everyone from LA looked at Darla confused.
"I thought you broke things off with Lindsey!" Angel accused.
"I did," Darla said, slightly scared.
"Sure. Then how does her have this number? How does he even know where in Sunnydale?" Angel said staring at her. He got up and walked towards Buffy, grabbing the phone from her. "Here Darla."
She toke the phone the phone, "Lindsey?" Darla asked quietly, "I told you not to call me here."
At those words Angel snatched the phone out of her grasp and started to yell, "Darla just leave. Get out! I never want to see you again!"
Buffy toke a few steps back, she had never seen him so mad, granted she had only known him for a day, but still...
"Angel baby, I can explain," Darla begged.
"Explain! Explain what? That you're fucking him again! I'm sick and tired of your lies. Just leave! Take your stuff and get out!"
Darla looked at him and then turned to the guest room. She stuffed all her possessions in a bag and came out.
"Angel please?"
Angel glared at her and yelled, "Get out!"
Once she was out the door, Angel walked back into his room and slammed the door shut.
TBC- see I finally got rid of Darla!! So for that I should get a present like feedback, so lets go people or not part 11 which is shh NC-17 so... no feedback no lovin' or next part(