Title: The Distance Between Us
Author: NABELLETHEY (The Beffster)
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do NOT own any of the characters in this story. You hear that? I don't own anything, except this idea which is the property of me and me only! But other than that I own nada...not even the computer I'm writing this on... :S
Summary: crossover with Buffy the vampire slayer and The Lord of The Rings at the end of season 3 in BTVS and just before the attack at Weathertop in LOTR.
WARNING: Angel is in this story and it will be B/A romance and angst. Any Legolas dissing is an accident it's just my personal feelings about him being a pansy coming to the fore.....if you find any unfair descriptions, actions etc. tell me and I'll correct 'em! I don't mean to offend anyone but spit happens! R and R please but no flames and stuff I'm a sensitive writer. (except to Legolas teehee!)
Chapter 3
They had been running for about an hour and dawn was fast approaching. Compelled by her fear of Angel turning into a big pile of dust, Buffy carried on, even though her body was crying for her to stop.
They came to rest in a forest. Everyone gladly fell to the ground, tired by their long run. Buffy collapsed and lay back, closing her eyes. She was the slayer and even she found that marathon hard, God only knows how Strider and the little ones felt. She tried to steady her breathing and her thoughts. She had been trying to sort through things during the journey, but the thinking seemed to have become as exhausting as the actual running. Her feelings for Angel, how she would act towards him, possible causes of their being here, the list went on. She sat up when there was a cry of dismay from one of the dwarfs.
"He's going cold!" he said feeling Frodo's forehead.
Strider acted quickly, and he and the one he had called 'Sam' went looking for some sort of plant. Buffy went over to Frodo who was gasping for breath. His eyes were glazed over and he was almost responding to the nearing shrieks of the Nazgul. Buffy held his head on her lap and whilst the others watched with interest, started to shush him, calming him down.
"Sssh, Frodo, come on honey. You have to fight it, come on. Breathe. That's it, come on breathe. You're going to be alright."
Angel was watching with interest, he had never seen this side of Buffy, the mothering side. He had to admit, she was good, he could see Frodo reacting to her presence, he was listening to her voice, anchoring him. Angel suddenly gasped. He did not need to really, it was just habit. Buffy looked up at him, confused, but still stroking Frodo's forehead. She gasped too. It was day now. Angel was in the light and he wasn't bursting into flames.
Before Buffy could figure anything out a woman entered the clearing. Not just any woman though. She was beautiful and had this bright glow around her.
"Wow!" Buffy thought
The woman almost ran to Frodo, talking to him in a lyrical language that Buffy didn't understand. The woman then turned to Strider who had followed her,
"We have to get him to my father" she said urgently
They started talking in the other language again but Buffy got the gist of what they were saying. Something about it was too dangerous, the faster rider and not enough time. Buffy had no idea how she got any of that but she didn't care really.
She lifted Frodo up, careful not to hurt him and went over to the woman's horse. After she had mounted, Buffy passed him up. The woman smiled at her, it was a confused one, but still thankful. She whispered something to her horse and they rode off into the forest quickly.
Buffy looked at Strider, he was staring after the woman with the look Angel often gave her. No, it was the look Angel used to often give her. He was in love with her. That was soooo sweet.
Angel caught her eye. He was pacing up and down the clearing scratching his neck like he always did when he was nervous, confused and on very rare occasions, scared.
"God, Buffy" she thought "you need to snap out of this, you should be getting very worried now that you know his nervous habits"
"Angel?" she asked, stepping up to him slowly. He looked at her.
"Angel are you okay?" she asked
"Not really" he replied, not clarifying things at all
"I should have sensed it coming. I didn't and those Nazgul or whatever they were, I should have felt them coming. I didn't. And now I'm not a big pile of dust. This is getting weird."
"Yeah, I know." She agreed, getting more and more worried about their situation.
"Do you have a pulse?"
"Huh?"
"A pulse? Do you have a pulse?"
"I don't know" Angel replied stupidly
She marched over to him and took his wrist. She tried to ignore the tingling she felt as she did so. She put her fingers on the artery. There was nothing. She looked up at him, confused. He looked down at her. They stood like that until Buffy got her senses straight again.
She stepped back. He coughed and looked away.
"The...um...the only thing I can...um think of is that um you're...you're not a vampire anymore." She managed to stutter out
"What is a vampire?" Strider asked.
Buffy and Angel turned to where he stood with the other three little ones. They had obviously started to pack everything away but had stopped to listen to their conversation.
They resigned themselves to a long walk and even longer explanations.
Tbc v v soon
Author: NABELLETHEY (The Beffster)
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do NOT own any of the characters in this story. You hear that? I don't own anything, except this idea which is the property of me and me only! But other than that I own nada...not even the computer I'm writing this on... :S
Summary: crossover with Buffy the vampire slayer and The Lord of The Rings at the end of season 3 in BTVS and just before the attack at Weathertop in LOTR.
WARNING: Angel is in this story and it will be B/A romance and angst. Any Legolas dissing is an accident it's just my personal feelings about him being a pansy coming to the fore.....if you find any unfair descriptions, actions etc. tell me and I'll correct 'em! I don't mean to offend anyone but spit happens! R and R please but no flames and stuff I'm a sensitive writer. (except to Legolas teehee!)
Chapter 3
They had been running for about an hour and dawn was fast approaching. Compelled by her fear of Angel turning into a big pile of dust, Buffy carried on, even though her body was crying for her to stop.
They came to rest in a forest. Everyone gladly fell to the ground, tired by their long run. Buffy collapsed and lay back, closing her eyes. She was the slayer and even she found that marathon hard, God only knows how Strider and the little ones felt. She tried to steady her breathing and her thoughts. She had been trying to sort through things during the journey, but the thinking seemed to have become as exhausting as the actual running. Her feelings for Angel, how she would act towards him, possible causes of their being here, the list went on. She sat up when there was a cry of dismay from one of the dwarfs.
"He's going cold!" he said feeling Frodo's forehead.
Strider acted quickly, and he and the one he had called 'Sam' went looking for some sort of plant. Buffy went over to Frodo who was gasping for breath. His eyes were glazed over and he was almost responding to the nearing shrieks of the Nazgul. Buffy held his head on her lap and whilst the others watched with interest, started to shush him, calming him down.
"Sssh, Frodo, come on honey. You have to fight it, come on. Breathe. That's it, come on breathe. You're going to be alright."
Angel was watching with interest, he had never seen this side of Buffy, the mothering side. He had to admit, she was good, he could see Frodo reacting to her presence, he was listening to her voice, anchoring him. Angel suddenly gasped. He did not need to really, it was just habit. Buffy looked up at him, confused, but still stroking Frodo's forehead. She gasped too. It was day now. Angel was in the light and he wasn't bursting into flames.
Before Buffy could figure anything out a woman entered the clearing. Not just any woman though. She was beautiful and had this bright glow around her.
"Wow!" Buffy thought
The woman almost ran to Frodo, talking to him in a lyrical language that Buffy didn't understand. The woman then turned to Strider who had followed her,
"We have to get him to my father" she said urgently
They started talking in the other language again but Buffy got the gist of what they were saying. Something about it was too dangerous, the faster rider and not enough time. Buffy had no idea how she got any of that but she didn't care really.
She lifted Frodo up, careful not to hurt him and went over to the woman's horse. After she had mounted, Buffy passed him up. The woman smiled at her, it was a confused one, but still thankful. She whispered something to her horse and they rode off into the forest quickly.
Buffy looked at Strider, he was staring after the woman with the look Angel often gave her. No, it was the look Angel used to often give her. He was in love with her. That was soooo sweet.
Angel caught her eye. He was pacing up and down the clearing scratching his neck like he always did when he was nervous, confused and on very rare occasions, scared.
"God, Buffy" she thought "you need to snap out of this, you should be getting very worried now that you know his nervous habits"
"Angel?" she asked, stepping up to him slowly. He looked at her.
"Angel are you okay?" she asked
"Not really" he replied, not clarifying things at all
"I should have sensed it coming. I didn't and those Nazgul or whatever they were, I should have felt them coming. I didn't. And now I'm not a big pile of dust. This is getting weird."
"Yeah, I know." She agreed, getting more and more worried about their situation.
"Do you have a pulse?"
"Huh?"
"A pulse? Do you have a pulse?"
"I don't know" Angel replied stupidly
She marched over to him and took his wrist. She tried to ignore the tingling she felt as she did so. She put her fingers on the artery. There was nothing. She looked up at him, confused. He looked down at her. They stood like that until Buffy got her senses straight again.
She stepped back. He coughed and looked away.
"The...um...the only thing I can...um think of is that um you're...you're not a vampire anymore." She managed to stutter out
"What is a vampire?" Strider asked.
Buffy and Angel turned to where he stood with the other three little ones. They had obviously started to pack everything away but had stopped to listen to their conversation.
They resigned themselves to a long walk and even longer explanations.
Tbc v v soon