Disclaimer: I do NOT own either Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel the Series
or any characters. They belong to Joss Whedon et.al Agent Quinn is a name I
just made up for the purpose of this story, if it turns out there is
something created out there in the world with an FBI employee named Agent
Quinn I hold no claims to it because I didn't know he existed and
definitely don't own him either. There is mention of rape and physical
abuse but no descriptions of either.
Spoilers/Author's Note: If you have seen either show {which are now both off of the air} then you should have no problems. I've messed with the time lines so it is completely AU. Buffy didn't die during the battle with Glory because it didn't happen so that means no Dawn {sorry folks} on Angel there is no Conner {sorry again} Fred is there, Wesley didn't betray anyone. It is set after Oz leaves and a chipped Spike is now apart of the Scoobies, so I guess after the ones with the the natives of the old Sunnydale mission attack.
Are we all caught up? Good, thanks, sorry but I wrote this in a car and didn't have an episode guide. I'll upload as much as I can every main stop we make. GO ROAD TRIPS! :)
Pairing: Willow/Angel (eventually)
Daylight.
Willow knew all to well the evil that lurked after dark. They all did but they also forgot about the kind who were lurking out there now, in broad daylight. That is what ran through Willow Rosenberg's mind as she was grabbed and shoved into a trunk of a car at the edge of the UC Sunnydale campus. She had been on her way to Giles's before sunset so she wouldn't have to worry about running into any vamps or demons. So much for safety in sunlight she thought bitterly. She had to escape. She didn't want to die, not now, and not by some random attacker. But before she could finish her thoughts the car stopped and the trunk lid was opened. Scrambling to get out she barely registered the feel of the blow to the side of her head as everything went black.
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"Thank you for coming in Miss Summers, Mr. Harris, we're sorry to bother you but we need a positive identification."
"No, no it's fine, listen can you," Xander slightly stumbled over his words. "Can you tell us what happened to her?"
"I can't tell you much, this is an FBI case you understand?"
They nodded in response.
"They said that I can tell you that she was grabbed, probably from behind by a serial rapist the FBI have been desperately trying to apprehend now for the past 3 months. She was shoved into his car and taken to another location where she was raped and beaten. His pattern is always the same and always ends it with killing his victims. Luckily he was interrupted by a passer-by." "Oh god," Xander wailed. "Oh god Buffy, please don't let this be Willow." "Shh, shh, it's ok Xander." "Would you like to identify your friend now?" Buffy held back her tears, straightened herself up and clung desperately to Xander's hand. The detective nodded to the officer standing guard outside the hospital room, opened the door and led them inside. "Is this your friend?" He asked softly. Xander could only break down in tears, sobbing uncontrollably as he looked at the still figure lying on the bed before him, battered and badly bruised, looking thin and sickly pale. "That's her," Buffy whispered. "That's Willow." The detective nodded as Buffy asked, "Is she going to be alright? What's going to happen to her?"
"I can't tell you that I'm sorry, I don't really know myself." Buffy looked crest fallen. "Listen though, Agent Quinn, the man in charge of this case is talking to the doctor right now, that's why he sent me here with you. Well he'll be finished in a second and can fill you two in ok?
Buffy just nodded mutely as she held onto Xander. God he looked awful, first losing Jesse, now nearly losing Willow. Hot tears stung Buffy's eyes as she thought about the pain they have all had to face, her with Angel, Giles with Ms. Calender. Someone had to be the strong one, and it would be her. Just then the door swung open and another man walked up to Buffy and Xander.
"Miss. Summers? Mr. Harris? I'm Agent Quinn." He said softly as he nodded to the detective who then left the room. They nodded mutely in return. "I'm very sorry for what happened to your friend Miss. Rosenberg. I had hoped that we would of caught that sadistic freak of nature before he could hurt another girl, but we couldn't and I apologise."
"It's ok Agent Quinn," whispered Buffy. "It's not your fault it's his just please help us now by telling us if she will be alright."
Agent Quinn looked thoughtfully at the pale redhead looking so lost upon the hospital bed, connected to so many monitors. "I've spoken to the doctor and she has informed me that your friend Willow is fairly lucky considering the circumstances. She has no broken bones but the bruising is quite severe and she was raped and is in a coma." Buffy gasped as Xander began hyperventilate slightly.
"S-she's going is wake up isn't she? Willow was in a coma once before but she woke up. No she will wake up I know she will."
"Yes Mr. Harris she will wake up. The doctor assures me that she will wake up within a day or two but as for the quality of her memory, that is a different story."
"What do you mean?"
"Well the scans they have done indicated that there may have been some damage done to her long term memory, added to that the mental trama of the event, well she won't be the same Willow you remember. I'm sorry." Agent Quinn finished softly.
"There is something else to, isn't there, something that you aren't telling us." Asked Buffy.
"Well as I told the two of you before, the man who attacked Miss. Rosenberg never lets a victim live and we have reason to believe as well as proof that he will track her down and finish the job he started. And we would like to place her into our protection program, and fast, before she wakes up. We have discovered that she has no living relatives and since you two are on her medical records as having consent to make decisions over treatment in a medical crisis we need you two to make the decision.
"Us? But why not her parents or Giles?" Asked Buffy.
"I don't know who Giles is, but as for her parents they are deceased and we have reason to believe that Miss. Rosenberg wasn't even informed. They were killed in an accident a couple of months ago in Atlanta."
"Gosh I knew Willow's parents were never around but that is really harsh." Said Xander somewhat calmly.
"So as her medical guardians we would like consent to place her in the relocation program. We will send her immediately to another hospital or medical facility else where in the country until she is more then well enough to be released. We will provide her with a new name, identity, job, residence, and give her counciling. If she wakes up with no memories then we will provide her with a story that is as close to her former life as possible without revealing anything. We will also have someone looking out for her for the first three months after she is released from medical treatment."
"So you basically want to take her away and make her forget us?" Xander bit out, his voice rising.
"Not at all Mr. Harris, what we want is to protect her, and to catch the psycho responsible before he kills her or anyone else. Do you know how many young women he has killed so far?" Xander shook his head no. "Eleven in three months. And that is eleven too many. We do not want to add your friend to the list alright?"
Xander nodded silently, he just wanted this nightmare to end. Looking at Xander, and then to Willow, Buffy made a decision. "We'll do anything to keep her safe, even if it means giving her up." Fresh tears pricked at her eyes. "I just have one request."
"What is it," Agent Quinn asked softly.
"I want to name her."
"Done."
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Buffy and Xander had spent an hour afterwards making a list of Willow's talents and habits and history to add to the information the FBI had collected from her school and medical records in order to create a new life to the person formally known as Willow. To the world Willow was just another statistic, another death in the history of Sunnydale, no cause listed. The FBI was keeping up their end like they promised, now it was Buffy and Xander's turn.
Standing in front of Giles's they each took a deep breath and looked at each other in support. It was 11 o'clock as they entered and were greeted by the newly chipped and unchained Spike, Giles and Anya packing the last of a stack of books, weapons and supplies into a couple of duffel bags.
"Ah Buffy, Xander you're here, excellent." Giles began hardly taking a glace at the haggard and dishevelled pair. "We just got a call from Wesley in LA, Cordelia has had a vision and they need our assistance and we must go now." Giles finished as he turned to the silent pair. "What is the matter, are the two of you alright? Where is Willow?"
Buffy held back her tears as well as she possibly could as she opened the door. "She can't come with us Giles. Come on, I will explain on the way, for now we just need to make the world a little safer."
Giles, Anya and Spike looked at Buffy silently before hesitantly following her outside and then sped off into the night, towards the city of angels as Buffy told them why Willow couldn't come.
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Angel, Wesley, and Cordelia were putting away the last of the weapons, they had been able to kill the demons earlier and easier then they had originally thought and were awaiting the arrival of the gang from Sunnydale to have a visit with them seeing as they no longer needed their services. They were just closing the doors of the cabinets when they heard the doors to the Hyperion open and watched the five silent figures enter. They looked as though someone had ripped each of their hearts out. Dry tears stained their faces and the shoulders of their shirts.
Angel bounded out with a stake at Spike before he noticed the same look on his face as well.
"Don't worry Angel," Buffy said gently. "Spike is chipped remember? Let's go kill that pack of demons now ok?"
"Buffy?" Angel asked quietly as Cordelia and Wesley looked on. "What happened? Are all of you alright? You all look like someone killed your best friend."
The Sunnydale group stiffened.
"Can we go kill the demons now? Please Angel? We just need to please! Just to make the world feel a little safer." Buffy began to plead softly, tears once again threatening to return. "Please!"
"Buffy what's wrong? Giles? Xander?" Cordelia began as she stepped forward.
"Oh no. Stop wait. Fools, don't you understand?" Wesley asked Angel and Cordelia with a soft hiss as he approached Giles. He stopped and kept his tone soft as his throat chocked up. "Mr. Giles, I'm so sorry, I know you thought of her as a daughter. She was a good person, who didn't deserve any kind of death."
"Thank you Wesley, we were all quite fond of her." Giles chocked out quietly as Wesley gestured the group to the sitting area, and past the stunned vampire and seer standing in shock as they finally realised who was missing from the other group and why.
"We're sorry that you all had to come out here, we managed to take care of the threat not long before you all arrived. If we had of known we wouldn't of asked you to come all this way considering the circumstances."
"It's alright, Wesley, really, we didn't even know ourselves until we were on the highway."
Wesley raised a surprised eyebrow at Angel. Angel mentally shook himself as he came closer to the group and asked the question that everyone had been avoiding. "How did she die?"
Buffy's head snapped up and she spoke up. "I killed her."
The LA gang all reacted as if they had been punched in the heart. "You killed Willow?"
"I - I didn't mean to do it," she said trace like. "Xander, Willow and I were on the way to Giles's to see if there was any evils brewing. It's not like we were even in a cemetery or anything, we were just walking down the street when a group of vamps showed up. They rushed us and we fought and dusted them. It wasn't until I staked the last on that I realised that Willow had been behind him. He had attacked her and turned her. We thought that we could get her to Giles, so he could curse her. Vampire Willow from the other dimension had been so evil and we didn't want our Willow to become like that. But she resisted and we struggled and - and." Buffy chocked on a sob that broke her out of her trance like talking. "She fell on my stake, and she was gone. She was gone." Buffy finished as she burst into tears.
Giles held her as she cried, trying not to let his own tears fall as Angel just stood in shock. Wesley teared up as he held Cordelia upright as she struggled to breath over her ragged sobs. Anya was crying silently as she held Xander's hand, his head bowed in remorse. Spike standing away from the group crying silently as well as he struggled to keep his emotions in check. He had always envisioned himself being the one to kill the girl, to make her a vampire. Now she was gone.
Buffy felt sick with herself, she and Xander knew this was for the best. Willow was dead to them all now, and the girl who they helped to make was somewhere else in America at this moment, just waiting for her chance to wake up into a brand new life. Goodbye Willow, she thought, Goodbye.
Spoilers/Author's Note: If you have seen either show {which are now both off of the air} then you should have no problems. I've messed with the time lines so it is completely AU. Buffy didn't die during the battle with Glory because it didn't happen so that means no Dawn {sorry folks} on Angel there is no Conner {sorry again} Fred is there, Wesley didn't betray anyone. It is set after Oz leaves and a chipped Spike is now apart of the Scoobies, so I guess after the ones with the the natives of the old Sunnydale mission attack.
Are we all caught up? Good, thanks, sorry but I wrote this in a car and didn't have an episode guide. I'll upload as much as I can every main stop we make. GO ROAD TRIPS! :)
Pairing: Willow/Angel (eventually)
Daylight.
Willow knew all to well the evil that lurked after dark. They all did but they also forgot about the kind who were lurking out there now, in broad daylight. That is what ran through Willow Rosenberg's mind as she was grabbed and shoved into a trunk of a car at the edge of the UC Sunnydale campus. She had been on her way to Giles's before sunset so she wouldn't have to worry about running into any vamps or demons. So much for safety in sunlight she thought bitterly. She had to escape. She didn't want to die, not now, and not by some random attacker. But before she could finish her thoughts the car stopped and the trunk lid was opened. Scrambling to get out she barely registered the feel of the blow to the side of her head as everything went black.
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"Thank you for coming in Miss Summers, Mr. Harris, we're sorry to bother you but we need a positive identification."
"No, no it's fine, listen can you," Xander slightly stumbled over his words. "Can you tell us what happened to her?"
"I can't tell you much, this is an FBI case you understand?"
They nodded in response.
"They said that I can tell you that she was grabbed, probably from behind by a serial rapist the FBI have been desperately trying to apprehend now for the past 3 months. She was shoved into his car and taken to another location where she was raped and beaten. His pattern is always the same and always ends it with killing his victims. Luckily he was interrupted by a passer-by." "Oh god," Xander wailed. "Oh god Buffy, please don't let this be Willow." "Shh, shh, it's ok Xander." "Would you like to identify your friend now?" Buffy held back her tears, straightened herself up and clung desperately to Xander's hand. The detective nodded to the officer standing guard outside the hospital room, opened the door and led them inside. "Is this your friend?" He asked softly. Xander could only break down in tears, sobbing uncontrollably as he looked at the still figure lying on the bed before him, battered and badly bruised, looking thin and sickly pale. "That's her," Buffy whispered. "That's Willow." The detective nodded as Buffy asked, "Is she going to be alright? What's going to happen to her?"
"I can't tell you that I'm sorry, I don't really know myself." Buffy looked crest fallen. "Listen though, Agent Quinn, the man in charge of this case is talking to the doctor right now, that's why he sent me here with you. Well he'll be finished in a second and can fill you two in ok?
Buffy just nodded mutely as she held onto Xander. God he looked awful, first losing Jesse, now nearly losing Willow. Hot tears stung Buffy's eyes as she thought about the pain they have all had to face, her with Angel, Giles with Ms. Calender. Someone had to be the strong one, and it would be her. Just then the door swung open and another man walked up to Buffy and Xander.
"Miss. Summers? Mr. Harris? I'm Agent Quinn." He said softly as he nodded to the detective who then left the room. They nodded mutely in return. "I'm very sorry for what happened to your friend Miss. Rosenberg. I had hoped that we would of caught that sadistic freak of nature before he could hurt another girl, but we couldn't and I apologise."
"It's ok Agent Quinn," whispered Buffy. "It's not your fault it's his just please help us now by telling us if she will be alright."
Agent Quinn looked thoughtfully at the pale redhead looking so lost upon the hospital bed, connected to so many monitors. "I've spoken to the doctor and she has informed me that your friend Willow is fairly lucky considering the circumstances. She has no broken bones but the bruising is quite severe and she was raped and is in a coma." Buffy gasped as Xander began hyperventilate slightly.
"S-she's going is wake up isn't she? Willow was in a coma once before but she woke up. No she will wake up I know she will."
"Yes Mr. Harris she will wake up. The doctor assures me that she will wake up within a day or two but as for the quality of her memory, that is a different story."
"What do you mean?"
"Well the scans they have done indicated that there may have been some damage done to her long term memory, added to that the mental trama of the event, well she won't be the same Willow you remember. I'm sorry." Agent Quinn finished softly.
"There is something else to, isn't there, something that you aren't telling us." Asked Buffy.
"Well as I told the two of you before, the man who attacked Miss. Rosenberg never lets a victim live and we have reason to believe as well as proof that he will track her down and finish the job he started. And we would like to place her into our protection program, and fast, before she wakes up. We have discovered that she has no living relatives and since you two are on her medical records as having consent to make decisions over treatment in a medical crisis we need you two to make the decision.
"Us? But why not her parents or Giles?" Asked Buffy.
"I don't know who Giles is, but as for her parents they are deceased and we have reason to believe that Miss. Rosenberg wasn't even informed. They were killed in an accident a couple of months ago in Atlanta."
"Gosh I knew Willow's parents were never around but that is really harsh." Said Xander somewhat calmly.
"So as her medical guardians we would like consent to place her in the relocation program. We will send her immediately to another hospital or medical facility else where in the country until she is more then well enough to be released. We will provide her with a new name, identity, job, residence, and give her counciling. If she wakes up with no memories then we will provide her with a story that is as close to her former life as possible without revealing anything. We will also have someone looking out for her for the first three months after she is released from medical treatment."
"So you basically want to take her away and make her forget us?" Xander bit out, his voice rising.
"Not at all Mr. Harris, what we want is to protect her, and to catch the psycho responsible before he kills her or anyone else. Do you know how many young women he has killed so far?" Xander shook his head no. "Eleven in three months. And that is eleven too many. We do not want to add your friend to the list alright?"
Xander nodded silently, he just wanted this nightmare to end. Looking at Xander, and then to Willow, Buffy made a decision. "We'll do anything to keep her safe, even if it means giving her up." Fresh tears pricked at her eyes. "I just have one request."
"What is it," Agent Quinn asked softly.
"I want to name her."
"Done."
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Buffy and Xander had spent an hour afterwards making a list of Willow's talents and habits and history to add to the information the FBI had collected from her school and medical records in order to create a new life to the person formally known as Willow. To the world Willow was just another statistic, another death in the history of Sunnydale, no cause listed. The FBI was keeping up their end like they promised, now it was Buffy and Xander's turn.
Standing in front of Giles's they each took a deep breath and looked at each other in support. It was 11 o'clock as they entered and were greeted by the newly chipped and unchained Spike, Giles and Anya packing the last of a stack of books, weapons and supplies into a couple of duffel bags.
"Ah Buffy, Xander you're here, excellent." Giles began hardly taking a glace at the haggard and dishevelled pair. "We just got a call from Wesley in LA, Cordelia has had a vision and they need our assistance and we must go now." Giles finished as he turned to the silent pair. "What is the matter, are the two of you alright? Where is Willow?"
Buffy held back her tears as well as she possibly could as she opened the door. "She can't come with us Giles. Come on, I will explain on the way, for now we just need to make the world a little safer."
Giles, Anya and Spike looked at Buffy silently before hesitantly following her outside and then sped off into the night, towards the city of angels as Buffy told them why Willow couldn't come.
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Angel, Wesley, and Cordelia were putting away the last of the weapons, they had been able to kill the demons earlier and easier then they had originally thought and were awaiting the arrival of the gang from Sunnydale to have a visit with them seeing as they no longer needed their services. They were just closing the doors of the cabinets when they heard the doors to the Hyperion open and watched the five silent figures enter. They looked as though someone had ripped each of their hearts out. Dry tears stained their faces and the shoulders of their shirts.
Angel bounded out with a stake at Spike before he noticed the same look on his face as well.
"Don't worry Angel," Buffy said gently. "Spike is chipped remember? Let's go kill that pack of demons now ok?"
"Buffy?" Angel asked quietly as Cordelia and Wesley looked on. "What happened? Are all of you alright? You all look like someone killed your best friend."
The Sunnydale group stiffened.
"Can we go kill the demons now? Please Angel? We just need to please! Just to make the world feel a little safer." Buffy began to plead softly, tears once again threatening to return. "Please!"
"Buffy what's wrong? Giles? Xander?" Cordelia began as she stepped forward.
"Oh no. Stop wait. Fools, don't you understand?" Wesley asked Angel and Cordelia with a soft hiss as he approached Giles. He stopped and kept his tone soft as his throat chocked up. "Mr. Giles, I'm so sorry, I know you thought of her as a daughter. She was a good person, who didn't deserve any kind of death."
"Thank you Wesley, we were all quite fond of her." Giles chocked out quietly as Wesley gestured the group to the sitting area, and past the stunned vampire and seer standing in shock as they finally realised who was missing from the other group and why.
"We're sorry that you all had to come out here, we managed to take care of the threat not long before you all arrived. If we had of known we wouldn't of asked you to come all this way considering the circumstances."
"It's alright, Wesley, really, we didn't even know ourselves until we were on the highway."
Wesley raised a surprised eyebrow at Angel. Angel mentally shook himself as he came closer to the group and asked the question that everyone had been avoiding. "How did she die?"
Buffy's head snapped up and she spoke up. "I killed her."
The LA gang all reacted as if they had been punched in the heart. "You killed Willow?"
"I - I didn't mean to do it," she said trace like. "Xander, Willow and I were on the way to Giles's to see if there was any evils brewing. It's not like we were even in a cemetery or anything, we were just walking down the street when a group of vamps showed up. They rushed us and we fought and dusted them. It wasn't until I staked the last on that I realised that Willow had been behind him. He had attacked her and turned her. We thought that we could get her to Giles, so he could curse her. Vampire Willow from the other dimension had been so evil and we didn't want our Willow to become like that. But she resisted and we struggled and - and." Buffy chocked on a sob that broke her out of her trance like talking. "She fell on my stake, and she was gone. She was gone." Buffy finished as she burst into tears.
Giles held her as she cried, trying not to let his own tears fall as Angel just stood in shock. Wesley teared up as he held Cordelia upright as she struggled to breath over her ragged sobs. Anya was crying silently as she held Xander's hand, his head bowed in remorse. Spike standing away from the group crying silently as well as he struggled to keep his emotions in check. He had always envisioned himself being the one to kill the girl, to make her a vampire. Now she was gone.
Buffy felt sick with herself, she and Xander knew this was for the best. Willow was dead to them all now, and the girl who they helped to make was somewhere else in America at this moment, just waiting for her chance to wake up into a brand new life. Goodbye Willow, she thought, Goodbye.