TITLE: The Fixer- Book One: Binding the Soul
AUTHOR: Danielle
E-MAIL: DISCLAIMER: All Joss Whedon's
SUMMARY: What if the PTB were so fid up with Angel and Buffy that they had to send someone to fix everything that they messed up. This is only the begging it gets better as you go along and more interesting. PAIRINGS: The pairings I'm going to say is only for this book because they will drastically change expect for B/A so... :B/A, A/Cordelia (Cd), mentions of B/S, C/Aashna (Aa), X/Cd, W/K, I think that's it, but in this book there are no bad pairings so there really is nothing to worry about. DISTRIBUTION: Anyone who already has my stuff can take it and if you want just ask me I promise not to say no.
TIMELINE: S4 and S7 Buffy and Faith are the only slayers, no Lorne, they beet Jasmine and the First, they don't own Wolfram and Hart and Connor is still Connor the insane but he gets good in this story. And Connor is so over Cordelia because that was just sick and Anya is dead. Spike is also alive. FEEDBACK: No Feedback, no part 6. That's how I work.
AN: the way to pronounce Aashna's name is really Ushnu but I like A better than U. Sorry if I hurt people with u in there names.
AN: Thanks for the feedback from: In the Past, In the Future: to lazy to sign in at 12:30am, Lea, Marchelle, Michelle, mz.sarJe, Christine, KIM2004, Marilyn, aancheta, Kassy: at 12:30am, Lea, Marchelle, Michelle, mz.sarJe, Christine, KIM2004, Marilyn, aancheta, Kassy,
The Fixer- Book One: Binding the Soul
Chapter Five: Just a Normal Day
Fumbling his confidence
And wond'ring why the world has passed him by
"AASHNA!" Cordelia yelled at the top of the staircase.
She didn't get an answer and yelled again, "AASHNA!"
Hoping that he's meant for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly
Suddenly an overly cheery girl came down the stairs with her hair up in a pony- tail, yellow shorts and a blue tank top. She smiled at everyone, the music blaring even louder then before, coming from her room.
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
"Did you need something?" Aashna asked innocently, like the music was not blaring over the limit Cordelia had given her the other day.
"Yeah, you had the music on way to loud! And it woke everyone up again! Don't you respect anything?" She asked tiredly.
"Yeah. I respect Angel and The Powers That Be, and uh my clothes uh and um you know TV Shows like the Sex and the City and ER!" She said excitedly, waving her arms all over the place, "See I respect, I'm a very respectful person." She said her eyes getting wider at the second.
Connor coughed and smirked at her while she glared at him. "Shut up!" she snapped, but he just kept smirking.
Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
"So can you turn down the music before I turn deaf!" She snarled at the brunette.
"You know, blonde just isn't your color," Aashna said shaking her head, "I think you should go brunette."
"Will you pay attention to the hand at matter and anyways, blonde is nice on me, and Angel likes blondes better, right Angel."
"Actually, I know for a fact Angel likes brunettes too," she said looking at Angel with big eyes.
He scowled at her, and she just smiled at him.
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken
"Just turn down your music, okay?" Cordelia said exasperated.
"No."
"Angel you ask her! She always listens when you tell her to do something," Cordelia complained. "Why do you always listen to Angel?!" Cordelia snapped at Aashna.
"Whenever Angel tells me to do something, he always says 'please'. And afterwards I get a cookie," she said happily, jumping up and down.
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
At the words, Wesley dropped his coffee. Everyone stared at him like he went nuts.
"You okay Wes, it looks like you just saw a ghost," Gunn said putting a hand on his back.
"It's nothing, really... Just, Aashna have your ever heard those words been said before?" Wesley said looking at Aashna strangely.
She looked at him for a second completely blank, and then Wesley for a second swore he saw Aashna wink at him and smirk. But the second he saw it, it was gone. He shook his head slightly at Aashna's blank stare.
"No, were would I hear it from?" she said.
"It was nothing, I was confused. Just confused," Wesley said shaking his head.
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
"How's school?" Angel said, looking at Aashna from were he was standing.
"Fine, sort of annoying. All the teachers look at me funny."
"Why?" Angel said curiously.
"I think it's because of my last name," she said, laughing in the inside at what Angel was about to hear next.
"What is your last name?" Angel said slowly. If she used Buffy's...
"You don't have a last name?" Cordelia asked, looking at Aashna like she was nuts.
Aashna ignored her and looked at Angel, "I used O'Connor," at his shocked stare she shrugged her shoulders, "You said if I needed to use it for... business I could use it. Anyways it's like the teacher had never heard anyone with an Irish last name and a girl whose name doesn't mean anything." Aashna was laughing her ass off inside. This is great, she thought to herself.
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life
"Why don't you have last name?" Fred asked quietly, being one of the first times she had actually talked to the new girl who lived in her home.
Aashna looked at the girl for a second before answering, "I don't remember it."
"W-why not?" Fred asked, being intimidated from the sixteen year old.
"I just don't." Aashna snapped at her. Fred looked hurt at her snap. "Sorry, I just don't like to talk about it."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to... if it brings bad memories."
"I just don't like to talk about it," she said soothingly. "Maybe one day, okay."
Fred smiled at her; she was really nice, "Sure."
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
"Anyways back to the topic we were talking about before you guys got off topic. TURN DOWN the music, please!" Cordelia said.
"No."
"ANGEL!" Cordelia said looking at him, whining.
"Please don't put your music on so loud, okay?" he said looking at her with amusement in his eyes.
She tilted her head like she was going to think about it and smiled at Angel; her head turned to Cordelia and smirked at her.
"I'll think about," she said, climbing the staircase to her room slowly.
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live
As the music died down Angel smiled to himself, no way was Cordelia going to like what was about to happen. It wasn't Aashna to follow orders, or any slayer for that matter; every slayer he had ever helped never follow orders they were given. Maybe it was him, he wondered.
"Finally, I thought that music was never going to end, what kind of horrible sound is that anyways," Cordelia said as she climbed the stairs to her room.
It was silent for a moment. Angel saw Connor look up at the stairs for a second, before turning away.
"I'm going to go up to uh you know, do whatever," Connor said as he stumbled over his words.
Angel smiled, Connor never stumbled. He watched as his son climbed the stairs carefully and walked in the direction of the slayer's room.
Suddenly, as soon as the quiet came upon them...
On a Monday, I am waiting
Tuesday, I am fading
And by Wednesday, I can't sleep
"AASHNA!"
TBC
E-MAIL: DISCLAIMER: All Joss Whedon's
SUMMARY: What if the PTB were so fid up with Angel and Buffy that they had to send someone to fix everything that they messed up. This is only the begging it gets better as you go along and more interesting. PAIRINGS: The pairings I'm going to say is only for this book because they will drastically change expect for B/A so... :B/A, A/Cordelia (Cd), mentions of B/S, C/Aashna (Aa), X/Cd, W/K, I think that's it, but in this book there are no bad pairings so there really is nothing to worry about. DISTRIBUTION: Anyone who already has my stuff can take it and if you want just ask me I promise not to say no.
TIMELINE: S4 and S7 Buffy and Faith are the only slayers, no Lorne, they beet Jasmine and the First, they don't own Wolfram and Hart and Connor is still Connor the insane but he gets good in this story. And Connor is so over Cordelia because that was just sick and Anya is dead. Spike is also alive. FEEDBACK: No Feedback, no part 6. That's how I work.
AN: the way to pronounce Aashna's name is really Ushnu but I like A better than U. Sorry if I hurt people with u in there names.
AN: Thanks for the feedback from: In the Past, In the Future: to lazy to sign in at 12:30am, Lea, Marchelle, Michelle, mz.sarJe, Christine, KIM2004, Marilyn, aancheta, Kassy: at 12:30am, Lea, Marchelle, Michelle, mz.sarJe, Christine, KIM2004, Marilyn, aancheta, Kassy,
The Fixer- Book One: Binding the Soul
Chapter Five: Just a Normal Day
Fumbling his confidence
And wond'ring why the world has passed him by
"AASHNA!" Cordelia yelled at the top of the staircase.
She didn't get an answer and yelled again, "AASHNA!"
Hoping that he's meant for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly
Suddenly an overly cheery girl came down the stairs with her hair up in a pony- tail, yellow shorts and a blue tank top. She smiled at everyone, the music blaring even louder then before, coming from her room.
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
"Did you need something?" Aashna asked innocently, like the music was not blaring over the limit Cordelia had given her the other day.
"Yeah, you had the music on way to loud! And it woke everyone up again! Don't you respect anything?" She asked tiredly.
"Yeah. I respect Angel and The Powers That Be, and uh my clothes uh and um you know TV Shows like the Sex and the City and ER!" She said excitedly, waving her arms all over the place, "See I respect, I'm a very respectful person." She said her eyes getting wider at the second.
Connor coughed and smirked at her while she glared at him. "Shut up!" she snapped, but he just kept smirking.
Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
"So can you turn down the music before I turn deaf!" She snarled at the brunette.
"You know, blonde just isn't your color," Aashna said shaking her head, "I think you should go brunette."
"Will you pay attention to the hand at matter and anyways, blonde is nice on me, and Angel likes blondes better, right Angel."
"Actually, I know for a fact Angel likes brunettes too," she said looking at Angel with big eyes.
He scowled at her, and she just smiled at him.
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken
"Just turn down your music, okay?" Cordelia said exasperated.
"No."
"Angel you ask her! She always listens when you tell her to do something," Cordelia complained. "Why do you always listen to Angel?!" Cordelia snapped at Aashna.
"Whenever Angel tells me to do something, he always says 'please'. And afterwards I get a cookie," she said happily, jumping up and down.
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
At the words, Wesley dropped his coffee. Everyone stared at him like he went nuts.
"You okay Wes, it looks like you just saw a ghost," Gunn said putting a hand on his back.
"It's nothing, really... Just, Aashna have your ever heard those words been said before?" Wesley said looking at Aashna strangely.
She looked at him for a second completely blank, and then Wesley for a second swore he saw Aashna wink at him and smirk. But the second he saw it, it was gone. He shook his head slightly at Aashna's blank stare.
"No, were would I hear it from?" she said.
"It was nothing, I was confused. Just confused," Wesley said shaking his head.
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
"How's school?" Angel said, looking at Aashna from were he was standing.
"Fine, sort of annoying. All the teachers look at me funny."
"Why?" Angel said curiously.
"I think it's because of my last name," she said, laughing in the inside at what Angel was about to hear next.
"What is your last name?" Angel said slowly. If she used Buffy's...
"You don't have a last name?" Cordelia asked, looking at Aashna like she was nuts.
Aashna ignored her and looked at Angel, "I used O'Connor," at his shocked stare she shrugged her shoulders, "You said if I needed to use it for... business I could use it. Anyways it's like the teacher had never heard anyone with an Irish last name and a girl whose name doesn't mean anything." Aashna was laughing her ass off inside. This is great, she thought to herself.
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life
"Why don't you have last name?" Fred asked quietly, being one of the first times she had actually talked to the new girl who lived in her home.
Aashna looked at the girl for a second before answering, "I don't remember it."
"W-why not?" Fred asked, being intimidated from the sixteen year old.
"I just don't." Aashna snapped at her. Fred looked hurt at her snap. "Sorry, I just don't like to talk about it."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to... if it brings bad memories."
"I just don't like to talk about it," she said soothingly. "Maybe one day, okay."
Fred smiled at her; she was really nice, "Sure."
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
"Anyways back to the topic we were talking about before you guys got off topic. TURN DOWN the music, please!" Cordelia said.
"No."
"ANGEL!" Cordelia said looking at him, whining.
"Please don't put your music on so loud, okay?" he said looking at her with amusement in his eyes.
She tilted her head like she was going to think about it and smiled at Angel; her head turned to Cordelia and smirked at her.
"I'll think about," she said, climbing the staircase to her room slowly.
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live
As the music died down Angel smiled to himself, no way was Cordelia going to like what was about to happen. It wasn't Aashna to follow orders, or any slayer for that matter; every slayer he had ever helped never follow orders they were given. Maybe it was him, he wondered.
"Finally, I thought that music was never going to end, what kind of horrible sound is that anyways," Cordelia said as she climbed the stairs to her room.
It was silent for a moment. Angel saw Connor look up at the stairs for a second, before turning away.
"I'm going to go up to uh you know, do whatever," Connor said as he stumbled over his words.
Angel smiled, Connor never stumbled. He watched as his son climbed the stairs carefully and walked in the direction of the slayer's room.
Suddenly, as soon as the quiet came upon them...
On a Monday, I am waiting
Tuesday, I am fading
And by Wednesday, I can't sleep
"AASHNA!"
TBC