TITLE: In the Past, In the Future AUTHOR: Danielle

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SUMMARY: AU Buffy and Angel are forced to marry, but what happens in the future? DISTRIBUTION: Take it. Just tell me first.

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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.

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Part 15

Angel stood on the front of a cliff and staring out into the view. Everything was still quiet. No tourists, no birds, no nothing. But him and him. His heart was beating slowly but he felt like it wasn't even in there. He turned around and blinked slowly. This wasn't happing.

"Are you going to keep staring or are you going to be polite and say hi?"

Angel shook his head, "You're not real," Angel said.

"Who said I was real? I have just been deceased for two hundred years."

Angel looked around, "This isn't happing. This is just a dream."

"Of course it's just a dream. But it is a dream with meaning. I am here for a reason. And that's to show you something. To show what a fool you have been with... her," Liam said.

"Buffy."

"Yes. Buffy, Elizabeth, Lizzy, whatever you want to call her. You let your soul mate go."

Angel looked at Liam. He looked just like him. Just with much longer hair. And a twinkle in his eye. The twinkle that left his eye, when he left her.

"So you here because?" Angel asked.

"To show you what you're breaking."

Angel looked confused. "Breaking..." But before he could ask more he was in a big grassy area. "Where the hell are we?" Angel yelled at himself. Sort of.

"Ireland. 1753."

Angel's head shot to Liam's but he wasn't looking at him anymore. Angel looked at what Liam was looking at. This wasn't good. There was Liam and Elizabeth laying on the grass looking into the sky.

"Why do I need to see this again?"

Liam glared at him. "You're breaking the cycle."

"What cycle?"

"The cycle that puts you and Elizabeth together."

Liam came closer to the couple and tried to touch Elizabeth's cheek but his hand went through. Angel saw a tear go down his cheek.

"Did you ever see her again?" Angel asked quietly

"Yes."

Angel nodded his head and knew that was the only thing he would get. Liam suddenly spun and they weren't on the field anymore. They were in cabin with rain pouring on it. And a couple on the bed. Sitting next to each other.

"I don't want to see this," Angel whispered.

"1864. Louisiana."

"That's us," Angel whispered.

Liam nodded his head. "Beth Summers and William O'Connor."

Angel looked around the room and saw the blue uniform on the floor. He looked at Beth and he understood.

"Civil War. He is part of the North. She is part of the South. There love is crossed."

Angel looked at the couple on the bed and saw how much love passed through them. How much love you saw in her just bandaging his wounds. How much love they shared even when they knew they shouldn't.

He looked over to Liam, "I'm still not getting it," Angel said.

"You're supposed to be together. You're meant to be together. And you ruined it."

Angel looked at him upset. "How would I break it up?"

"You didn't love her," Liam whispered.

He turned around and Angel found himself in a dinner. A 50's dinner, with blue and pink tables and with the jukebox and milkshakes. This really wasn't happing.

"1954. Connecticut."

Angel looked around. He saw the jukebox. The people dancing around in rollerblades. When he caught sight of a blonde. Jesus fucking Christ. He went to the nearest wall and tried to bang his head but he just fell through it. When he saw a gang. Him being the leader. He followed them inside.

"Lizzy and Angelus. He was the bad boy. She was the golden girl. It was love at first sight. "

He saw the was Lizzy kept watching Angelus over her drink and how his gaze always seemed to land on her. He looked at Liam.

"Every century love finds itself. We, us. Me and Elizabeth. You and your Buffy. We are the meaning of true love. And you broke that bound. You left Buffy. The only person on the face of the earth that could love you, for you."

Angel shook his head in denial. He found himself staring in a cold- black looking room. With curtains draped and thunder cracking. On the bed was Buffy. His Buffy. And he knew it was his. He came closer to her and saw the tears in her eyes. He did this. He made her sad.

"Oh God, what have I done?" Angel asked himself.

"When I died I saw her and I knew I might have left earth. But it was worth it because is saw her again. "Liam stopped for a second and looked at Buffy, "You think we gave you those dreams for nothing. It was to show you that you had to be together. You should have followed your heart. Not your head. Look what you have done," Liam whispered.

Angel once again woke up with sweat clenched all over his body

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