TITLE: The Fixer- Book One: Binding the Soul O:P /O:P

NAME: Danielle

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DICLAIMER: It's all Joss Whedons

DEDCIATION: To Gal Friedman who made my day by winning the GOLD!

SPOILERS: I don't know, Buffy in general

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The Fixer- Book One: Binding the Soul

Chapter Ten: A Change of Pattern

Aashna opened one eye and looked at the ceiling. She wiped her forehead of the sweat that was on her head. She got up slowly and looked around her room. She took a deep breath and laid her back against the bed. She put her hands on her face and rubbed it. She blinked slowly before looking back at the ceiling; she then looked out her window and sighed when she saw the bright light coming from it. She felt the need to hide, to get away from the light before she remembered to not think about those kinds of things.

Aashna's head snapped up when she heard the door to her room open. Buffy came in reading something in her hand and a donut in her mouth. If there were one person more interesting and different then herself, then the candidate would be Buffy Summers. She laughed at the thought.

"Wakey wakey. There's school in," Buffy looked at her watch, "fifteen minutes. So you better get you butt downstairs in ten."

"I don't want to go," Aashna said, her hands crossed.

Buffy looked up from her paper she was looking at, "Well to bad," she said and walked out to wake Dawn.

Aashna huffed and yelled after Buffy's retreating form; "Angel never made me get up!"

Buffy turned her head but kept walking down the hall, "Yeah will that's what me and you have in common."

Aashna got out of her bed, stretching her arms, "And what's that?"

"We have that poor vampire wrapped around our finger."

Aashna laughed at her very true remark and opened her closet to find something to wear. She took out the new jeans Buffy had bought her last weekend and pulled them on. She grabbed a tank top and pulled it over her head, then a red shirt and pulled it over. She put black eyeliner and pulled her hair up in a ponytail. She grabbed purple flip-flops and grabbed her bag. She looked at her bag and sighed. She really did hate school.

When she signed up in LA she did it because she needed to find things out about Buffy without having Cordelia breathing her bad breath down her neck. But now with someone actually making her do all her homework, studying for tests, and actually making sure she didn't sleep in class, that was the real bitch about it.

She had been living with Buffy and Dawn now for three and half months and though she loved Angel and his merry followers she loved it here better. She liked Buffy. She liked having a girl that liked make- up and liked to dress and shop. She liked having someone to talk to about boys without having to think if she'll beat him up. She liked being able to patrol with Buffy and just site on the graves and wait. And she really liked Dawn.

Even though she was in a grade higher than she was, she was so helpful through the first days were she would look around the halls and wonder were she was supposed to go. When it was time for lunch and she was about to take her food and go eat in a toilet Dawn waved her hand and made her seat with her and her friends. She showed her around, helped her make friends and of course on Aashna's first day of school showed her were the detention hall was because, of course she had to talk back to the teacher who was talking about something with periods and a table. And when she asked why they were talking about a woman's menstrual cycle in science, his ears got all red and gave her the yellow slip.

She really hated school. And everyday after that first day, she seemed to find her self in that sas

"Oh God, I'm so sorry, I was just in thought..." She swore she was looking into brown, chocolate eyes just like...

"It's okay," his voice was raspy; "I haven't seen you here before."

"Oh. That's because I'm new. Aashna O'Connor," she said holding out her hand, her books leaning on the other."

He took her hand, "Eli Gosen."

"I know this is going to sound really weird but you have eyes just like my friend, Angel."

He stared at her for a second and she could if he was tying to think if she was nuts or just making conversation. "Oh," he said, "Well look, I got to go, it was nice seeing you Aashna, and we should hang. Go to the Bronze or something.

"That would be great," she said, smiling shyly at him.

"Talk to you later?" he asked.

"Sure," she said as he turned away.

Once she was positive he was gone she squealed. Eli Gosen. He did look like Angel. In a younger, less brotherly way. She walked out of the school and skipped happily until she reached a few houses before the Summers house. When she got closer she saw a black car in the driveway, a black, convertible, rusty looking car. She knew that car. She giggled happily as she sprinted the rest of the way to the house.

She opened the door and found exactly what she expected to find there. Angel. She laughed out loud and let go of her stuff and ran right into Angel.

"Angel!!" She said hugging him tightly to her. She felt him hug her back.

He let go and suddenly she felt the tension in the room come in. Then the confusion set in. What was he doing here?

"Not that I'm not glad to see you but, what are you doing here?" She looked around the room, "With everyone?"

"I was going to explain that," he paused for second before continuing, "That prophecy you told us about, I think we know what it is."

TBC