New Life is set some time after ' I Will Remember You' in the Angel series. There is no Riley, and everything followed exactly as it did in the episode. Doyle is still alive. This story has no connection to my other stories.

Life From A Dead

Angel stared broodily into the dark corner of his room. His life was so pointless. Yeah, so they dusted a few demons here and there. But it wasn't a difference. Angel wanted to desperately make a difference. With a spark, he wondered how Buffy was doing, down in Sunnydale. He turned his head to look at the phone, but turned his head back. He knew that when he called her, he would just hang up as usual.
Angel smiled, remembering... Remembering the only night he would remember. Try as he might, he couldn't remember the taste of chocolate or peanut butter. But he remembered the small taste of being human.
He would always wonder if Buffy remembered, but he knew that was impossible. The Powers That Be would make sure of that.

Buffy Summers slept, in her room in Sunnydale. She dreamed.

Buffy and Angel were in a sewer, tracking something.
"No. I-It is confusing. And I.. When we're apart - it's easier. It hurts - every day. But I live with it.' Angel stepped closer to her. 'And now you're - you're right here - and I can actually reach out.. and - it's more then confusing - it's unbearable."
Buffy inched towards him, daring. ' But we have to bear, right? I mean, what else can we do? It doesn't work with us. It can't.' God, she so wanted it to work.
'No, I-I can't give you a life, or a future or anything a real girl would want' Angel mumbled.
' No matter how much we miss each other.' Buffy relpied.
' Or what we feel in the moment.'
' If we let something happen here - we'd want more. - And nothing's changed. We'd only end up having to leave each other again.' He was so close... it made her blood rush.

Buffy's eyes shot open, and she sat upright in bed. What the hell was that? She checked her clock, and saw that it was six. She got up, and put her hands on her swollen belly. She was pregnant.
Buffy sighed, and smiled a little as she ran her hands over her belly. She didn't know what was inside of her, but she loved it, she could say that much. She didn't know who the father was. The only person was Angel, but that was impossible, plus to long ago. Anyway, the pregnancy was too fast, Giles said it was magical, and meant for some propehcy. He was currently looking for a prophecy, but no such luck.
Buffy gasped, and reeled.

Buffy was on a cliff, overlooking a beach. She felt something stir inside of her. She turned, and saw Angel. She gasped a little, he was walking in the sun. She watched as he walked over to her, and pulled her into a kiss.
She could feel the beat of his heart.

' Willow!' Buffy cried. She crunched over in pain as she could feel contractions. She was supposedly nine months pregnant, but it hadn't been that long.
' Buffy!' Willow cried, rushing to her side. Her face was screwed up in pain. Willow sat her on the bed, worried for her friend. Soon, Buffy was breathing controllably, and lying on the bed.
' Willow, I keep having, pictures in my head.' Buffy gasped.
' Of what?' Buffy looked at her friend, unsure to tell the truth.
' Of Angel and me.'

' All i'm saying, is that it wouldn't hurt if we had just some decent coffee in this place!' Cordelia huffed. Doyle rolled his eyes. Suddenly, he yelled. Blinding pain filled his head, and he collapsed on the floor. He didn't even feel Cordy and Angel rush at his side. He jerked, as images filled his mind. It stopped.
' Doyle? Doyle, talk to me.' Angel said, helping Doyle to his feet. Cordy hovered nearby, cleary worried.
' That was way long.' She said worriedly. Doyle felt faint, and searched for his drink. Cordy handed him a glass, and he swigged his down.
' Uh,' Doyle spat it out. " Coffee?'
' Told you it was bad.' Cordy pointed out.
' What did you See?' Angel asked. Doyle took a few breaths before answering.
' It's Buffy, mate.' Doyle said.
' Again?' Angel asked. But there was only an again in his memory. Doyle ignored that.
' She's pregnant.' Doyle continued.
' What?' Cordy shrieked.
' With... your daughter.' Doyle finished.