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!)
Sorry all for the delay in the postage had a severe case of the flu and writers block also a severe case of the evil teachers who suddenly decided that coursework needed to be done and with ten gcse subjects....its all work and no writing fan fictions for The Beffster.
This note is a lot later than the last one...I'm finally over the flu and the coursework but now I'm in the middle of my gcse exams...I've got nineteen of them and for me to continue on next year I've gotta pass 'em. So again no story.
And again it's later. Exams are over but my beta still hasn't got back to me on this chapter so I'm going to post it up anyway...there may be a few typo's and WHEN Elle gets back to me I'll repost it and stuff but here you go guys, after a long times withdrawal....CHAPTER 7 !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter 7
"I fear I am interrupting"
Buffy and Angel turned their attention to the door where the long dark haired she-elf that had ridden away with Frodo was standing, holding a try of fruit, bread and water. She looked shocked at the positioning of Angel and Buffy, which, Buffy admitted to herself did look rather suspicious. Angel released Buffy's shoulders and moved quickly away from the bed. It seemed he too had realised the precariousness of his position.
"No, not at all, in fact, I was just leaving" Angel stated quickly leaving the room looking as embarrassed as a former vampire-turned zombie thing could look without being able to blush.
The elf looked shocked but somewhat amused as she closed the door with one hand and walked over to Buffy and put the tray down on the small table by the bed. She smiled at Buffy watching her.
"I am Arwen Undomiel, Lord Elrond's daughter, Lord Aragorn...Strider...bade me prepare a meal for you"
"Uh-huh" said Buffy unsure of what she was supposed to say at this announcement.
"I have fruit, bread, water and a little wine. You may choose which you prefer, I did not know what you would hunger for"
She stood away as Buffy reached for the bowl of fruit. She popped a grape into her mouth and was silent for a few moments.
"You like him don't you?"
"I do not understand who and what you are referring to" Arwen stated although a small blush had sneaked up to her cheeks
"You're having fuzzy feelings towards Aragorn...Strider....whatever you call him"
Arwen looked at the floor but couldn't help but smile.
"I believe I know what you mean by 'fuzzy' feelings"
"So....tell me about him" Buffy said between biting into an apple and a taking a drink water.
Arwen came to Buffy's bed and sat down at the end of it she looked down at her hands which were fiddling with the bed spread. She didn't know why but she felt she could trust this stranger. Maybe it was something in her eyes. A perpetual sadness that bellowed out and, Arwen believed, that showed trust-worthiness.
"He is a good man, he believes himself not worthy of anything given to him, even my love. He is honest and kind and..."
"A good kisser?" Buffy guessed.
Arwen gasped, shocked that this was becoming the topic of conversation.
"I....he...Yes, a very good kisser" She admitted finally.
"I could tell. So are you gonna marry him? 'cause I gotta say, the kids'll be totally babes"
"We wish to marry, yet is frowned upon by both the Elves and mortals...babes?"
"Wait a minute, elves are immortal? You don't die?"
"We can die, but not of old age. We can get killed in battle, die of heartache yet we do not age. I myself am 2777 years old"
"Wow" Buffy was gob smacked
"And what of you're...Angel? Tell me about him."
Buffy looked away, pained by the memories.
"I don't wanna talk about it"
"You wished me to talk about Lord Aragorn. I think it fair to want you to talk about your love."
"Love" Buffy snorted
"I am wrong in my assumption? It seemed as though you care deeply for each other."
"I..... we um....it was...we were...its complicated" she finally finished
"Are not all relationships?"
"Yeah, I guess but this one is extra complicated-y" Buffy said unsure of what she was saying.
Arwen frowned at Buffy's use of the English language.
"But, what the heck." Buffy finished and took a deep breath.
"I first met Angel three years ago. He was....gorgeous and mysterious and he helped me a lot. He wasn't around much, at first anyway. But then we got closer and we started dating" Buffy said thinking that perhaps 'dating' was not the word to really use considering they were constantly making out... in a graveyard of all places.
"But, yeah, we got closer and we fell in love, we knew it was probably not good for either of us, but we couldn't help it"
"You regret falling in love?" Arwen asked, slightly shocked
"Yes...I mean no, well yes, I guess but....like I said, it's complicated"
Arwen looked sceptical at this. Buffy looked at her and realised that she had to continue.
"Angel and I, we're from two different worlds. He's a....vamp- He's immortal. And I wasn't supposed to live past sixteen for reasons I'd rather not get into right now" She quickly covered up her slip.
Arwen noticed this but did not question her when she saw Buffy's face react to the memory.
"But like I said we couldn't help ourselves and on my seventeenth birthday we took the next step and we.....you know" She finished looking down embarrassed to be telling a relative stranger her life story. But as Arwen had seen Buffy as trustworthy, so did Buffy, seeing in Arwen a...Willow-like quality that she couldn't help but confide in.
Arwen's face showed clearly that she did not know. Not understanding Buffy's terminology and innuendoes.
"We slept together." Buffy clarified on seeing the puzzled look.
Arwen tried to keep her face impassive and continue listening but Buffy saw her eyes widen slightly at the revelation.
"Then he changed...but it wasn't his fault. It was mine. There was a curse put on him and I was what caused it to happen. It was my fault and he lost his soul because of me."
Buffy was berating herself for it as she had done so many times before. She had betrayed Angel in the worst way possible in a moment of selfish, blind passion.
"His soul?" Arwen asked, unsure of what Buffy meant
"His soul. All the humanity in him. Love, fear, any emotion at all was gone. He spent the next few months torturing me and he killed... people and in the end I had to kill him." Buffy replied explaining what she meant
"But he is alive now, if you had to kill him then..." Arwen trailed off
"I did have to kill him. The demon wearing my lover's face had to be killed and I was ready to do it. What kind of a person does that make me?"
"A good one" Arwen suggested
Buffy smiled gratefully then continued
"Just was about to kill him his soul got returned. My friend, she did it. But I didn't know she was trying. But things had already started. He had already started the ritual to end the world."
Arwen gasped. Angel must have used powerful magics and evil to bring it about.
"Yeah, I know. But now he was Angel again and he didn't remember any of it and only his blood would stop the world ending. So I kissed him and told him I loved him and then killed him. He was sent to hell. He was tortured for centuries and it was my fault. Then he got sent back and after some really bad times and some really good times we started moving closer again. Then he decided he would leave so I could have a normal life. Normal." Buffy rambled on, eager to get this part of the conversation over with.
"Just as he walked away, without saying goodbye, we ended up here, wherever here is and its so hard to be close to him when I know how much I love him and how much he doesn't' love me." Buffy broke down in tears. She had dragged up the painful memories of him telling he didn't want his life with her, of their last dance, of his face turning away for what he thought would be the last time.
Arwen wrapped her arms round the crying girl. For that was all she was. A girl who had fallen in love and had her heart ripped out. Buffy soon fell asleep, emotionally exhausted and physically fatigued. Arwen tucked her in the bed and left the room shadows falling across the dreaming girls face.
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!)
Sorry all for the delay in the postage had a severe case of the flu and writers block also a severe case of the evil teachers who suddenly decided that coursework needed to be done and with ten gcse subjects....its all work and no writing fan fictions for The Beffster.
This note is a lot later than the last one...I'm finally over the flu and the coursework but now I'm in the middle of my gcse exams...I've got nineteen of them and for me to continue on next year I've gotta pass 'em. So again no story.
And again it's later. Exams are over but my beta still hasn't got back to me on this chapter so I'm going to post it up anyway...there may be a few typo's and WHEN Elle gets back to me I'll repost it and stuff but here you go guys, after a long times withdrawal....CHAPTER 7 !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter 7
"I fear I am interrupting"
Buffy and Angel turned their attention to the door where the long dark haired she-elf that had ridden away with Frodo was standing, holding a try of fruit, bread and water. She looked shocked at the positioning of Angel and Buffy, which, Buffy admitted to herself did look rather suspicious. Angel released Buffy's shoulders and moved quickly away from the bed. It seemed he too had realised the precariousness of his position.
"No, not at all, in fact, I was just leaving" Angel stated quickly leaving the room looking as embarrassed as a former vampire-turned zombie thing could look without being able to blush.
The elf looked shocked but somewhat amused as she closed the door with one hand and walked over to Buffy and put the tray down on the small table by the bed. She smiled at Buffy watching her.
"I am Arwen Undomiel, Lord Elrond's daughter, Lord Aragorn...Strider...bade me prepare a meal for you"
"Uh-huh" said Buffy unsure of what she was supposed to say at this announcement.
"I have fruit, bread, water and a little wine. You may choose which you prefer, I did not know what you would hunger for"
She stood away as Buffy reached for the bowl of fruit. She popped a grape into her mouth and was silent for a few moments.
"You like him don't you?"
"I do not understand who and what you are referring to" Arwen stated although a small blush had sneaked up to her cheeks
"You're having fuzzy feelings towards Aragorn...Strider....whatever you call him"
Arwen looked at the floor but couldn't help but smile.
"I believe I know what you mean by 'fuzzy' feelings"
"So....tell me about him" Buffy said between biting into an apple and a taking a drink water.
Arwen came to Buffy's bed and sat down at the end of it she looked down at her hands which were fiddling with the bed spread. She didn't know why but she felt she could trust this stranger. Maybe it was something in her eyes. A perpetual sadness that bellowed out and, Arwen believed, that showed trust-worthiness.
"He is a good man, he believes himself not worthy of anything given to him, even my love. He is honest and kind and..."
"A good kisser?" Buffy guessed.
Arwen gasped, shocked that this was becoming the topic of conversation.
"I....he...Yes, a very good kisser" She admitted finally.
"I could tell. So are you gonna marry him? 'cause I gotta say, the kids'll be totally babes"
"We wish to marry, yet is frowned upon by both the Elves and mortals...babes?"
"Wait a minute, elves are immortal? You don't die?"
"We can die, but not of old age. We can get killed in battle, die of heartache yet we do not age. I myself am 2777 years old"
"Wow" Buffy was gob smacked
"And what of you're...Angel? Tell me about him."
Buffy looked away, pained by the memories.
"I don't wanna talk about it"
"You wished me to talk about Lord Aragorn. I think it fair to want you to talk about your love."
"Love" Buffy snorted
"I am wrong in my assumption? It seemed as though you care deeply for each other."
"I..... we um....it was...we were...its complicated" she finally finished
"Are not all relationships?"
"Yeah, I guess but this one is extra complicated-y" Buffy said unsure of what she was saying.
Arwen frowned at Buffy's use of the English language.
"But, what the heck." Buffy finished and took a deep breath.
"I first met Angel three years ago. He was....gorgeous and mysterious and he helped me a lot. He wasn't around much, at first anyway. But then we got closer and we started dating" Buffy said thinking that perhaps 'dating' was not the word to really use considering they were constantly making out... in a graveyard of all places.
"But, yeah, we got closer and we fell in love, we knew it was probably not good for either of us, but we couldn't help it"
"You regret falling in love?" Arwen asked, slightly shocked
"Yes...I mean no, well yes, I guess but....like I said, it's complicated"
Arwen looked sceptical at this. Buffy looked at her and realised that she had to continue.
"Angel and I, we're from two different worlds. He's a....vamp- He's immortal. And I wasn't supposed to live past sixteen for reasons I'd rather not get into right now" She quickly covered up her slip.
Arwen noticed this but did not question her when she saw Buffy's face react to the memory.
"But like I said we couldn't help ourselves and on my seventeenth birthday we took the next step and we.....you know" She finished looking down embarrassed to be telling a relative stranger her life story. But as Arwen had seen Buffy as trustworthy, so did Buffy, seeing in Arwen a...Willow-like quality that she couldn't help but confide in.
Arwen's face showed clearly that she did not know. Not understanding Buffy's terminology and innuendoes.
"We slept together." Buffy clarified on seeing the puzzled look.
Arwen tried to keep her face impassive and continue listening but Buffy saw her eyes widen slightly at the revelation.
"Then he changed...but it wasn't his fault. It was mine. There was a curse put on him and I was what caused it to happen. It was my fault and he lost his soul because of me."
Buffy was berating herself for it as she had done so many times before. She had betrayed Angel in the worst way possible in a moment of selfish, blind passion.
"His soul?" Arwen asked, unsure of what Buffy meant
"His soul. All the humanity in him. Love, fear, any emotion at all was gone. He spent the next few months torturing me and he killed... people and in the end I had to kill him." Buffy replied explaining what she meant
"But he is alive now, if you had to kill him then..." Arwen trailed off
"I did have to kill him. The demon wearing my lover's face had to be killed and I was ready to do it. What kind of a person does that make me?"
"A good one" Arwen suggested
Buffy smiled gratefully then continued
"Just was about to kill him his soul got returned. My friend, she did it. But I didn't know she was trying. But things had already started. He had already started the ritual to end the world."
Arwen gasped. Angel must have used powerful magics and evil to bring it about.
"Yeah, I know. But now he was Angel again and he didn't remember any of it and only his blood would stop the world ending. So I kissed him and told him I loved him and then killed him. He was sent to hell. He was tortured for centuries and it was my fault. Then he got sent back and after some really bad times and some really good times we started moving closer again. Then he decided he would leave so I could have a normal life. Normal." Buffy rambled on, eager to get this part of the conversation over with.
"Just as he walked away, without saying goodbye, we ended up here, wherever here is and its so hard to be close to him when I know how much I love him and how much he doesn't' love me." Buffy broke down in tears. She had dragged up the painful memories of him telling he didn't want his life with her, of their last dance, of his face turning away for what he thought would be the last time.
Arwen wrapped her arms round the crying girl. For that was all she was. A girl who had fallen in love and had her heart ripped out. Buffy soon fell asleep, emotionally exhausted and physically fatigued. Arwen tucked her in the bed and left the room shadows falling across the dreaming girls face.