TITLE: The Fixer- Book One: Binding the Soul

AUTHOR: Danielle
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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 it 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: Very much wanted

AN: Hey, okay I hate fanfcition . net! It's a really long story but to make it clear I'm not going to post my fics here, this will be the last one, after the end. Everything I post here gets kicked off (The 9th Circle) So if you guys want to find out the end of the series, review me your name and email and I'll give you my site or something, or I can send it you perosnally, when I'm done. If you want to find out more about why I won't be posting here send me your email and I'll give you the link where it describes everything in full detail. Just to make sure we are clear on some things I love the people who are from fanfiction .net there super and have some of the best feedback out there but some people are really mean. I don't want to curse cause I don't want to get this fic kicked off and nobody will be able to read it. But thanks and if you want to find out what happens send me your email and together we'll find something out.

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The Fixer- Book One: Binding the Soul

Chapter Twelve: Beginning... of the Start

"Are you going to tell me what that was about?" Connor said as he jogged up to Aashna in the cemetery.

She turned her head to look at him and then turned back to what she looking at, "No."

"Why the hell not?"

"It's none of you business."

Connor looked at Aashna who was standing in front of someone's grave. He looked down at the grave, it read:

Adora Miyo Didrika

Beloved Daughter

1104-1128

Connor's eyes widened. He looked at Aashna and then back at the grave but it disappeared. "What was that?" She turned around and for the first time he noticed that her eyes were shining with yellow. He stopped and looked and just like the grave her eye color disappeared. "What's going on Aashna?"

"What do you mean? With me or with your Dad?" She said with an evil smile. This wasn't a good nature smile this was an evil smile. His eyes grew dark. He shook his head.

"NO. No. No. No. No, please no," he whispered. This wasn't right. She was supposed to be his rock. His only reason for living. He looked back to where he came from and then back into the hard eyes of...

"No what?" she whispered as she came closer to him. She grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer to herself. "Don't you want this Connor? Isn't it what guys want... to feel this," she took his hand and put it on her sex, "To touch it and thrust into it?" She kissed his neck and then sucked hard. She brought his hands around her hips and when she felt him pull closer and hold her tighter she smiled against his neck.

Suddenly Connor felt Aashna come put of his grasp and felt himself in the air. He turned around and saw his Dad there punching Aashna in full vamp mood but when he got up and tried to get his Dad off his girlfriend he felt a block come up. And he watched in horror as his Dad beat the crap out of Aashna.

"Get out!" Angel said as he slapped her across the face.

"No..." She looked up at him and then she closed her eyes slowly. "You used to love me."

"Listen to what you say, used to, being the keyword," he snarled as he shoved her against the tree. "How did you get out?"

She smiled at him, "And I would tell you because?"

He wiped hair from her sweaty and bloody face and then kissed her hard. She moaned under his force. And the shoved him off. "I'm not Darla, you whore! I'm her! Not Darla! I would never do it with you because you're not him! You might look like him and act like him and smell, talk, walk, speak but your not!" She fell to the floor and when she did a gold circle filled her blinding her with pain.

She felt herself go up and she closed her eyes as she felt her soul. Her soul shifting. She screamed in pain and thrashed at the gold around her but no luck. She collapsed to the floor screaming. When she felt Angel come to her she felt the tears come to her eyes. He wiped hair from her face.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," she kept repeating as he brought her into his embrace. She felt tears coming and she hugged him, she hugged him, and she cried.

Gunn watched as Aashna yelled, turned, screamed, moaned, and cried in her sleep. He had no fucking clue what was going on. The only thing he knew was that a half an hour after Angel had talked to Buffy in her room he had ran out, sprinted more like it, out of the house. The next thing he knew, Angel was carrying Aashna in his arms and she seemed like she was unconscious. He had ran up the stairs and yelled at Wesley to follow him. Then he saw Connor come in, his hair sticking up and marks all over his face. But the look in the eye said everything, he saw everything that happened between Aashna and Angel but really had no idea what had happened.

And now he was here, guarding her door just in case something happened to here. And Buffy and Angel and everyone but fucking him and the girl where downstairs knowing everything that happened but him. He slumped against the chair he was sitting in. He looked around the room and saw how different it was from her room in LA. He got up and paced a little. Looked through a magazine called 'Elle' which wasn't interesting at all. He looked through some shelves with some interesting weapons on it and he was just looking at her bookshelf and wondering why she had the Karma Strata when he heard a huge crushing noise. Or someone was falling off the bed.

He turned quickly and saw Aashna getting up with the blanket covering her. The door slammed open and Buffy and Angel came rushing in. Buffy immediately came up to her and hugged her. He saw that Aashna was a little taken aback but hugged her back none the less.

"I love you, Aashna," she whispered as she smoothed her hair. She let go of Aashna and wiped the tears that formed in her eyes.

Buffy turned and saw Angel looking on them with pride very much in his eye. He came forward and touched Aashna's cheek. "Are you feeling better?"

She looked at him and smiled, "Yeah, I guess I lost control," she laughed a little.

Angel gave her a tight smile and Aashna held on tighter to the blanket around her. She looked at the door as Connor came in and she looked down. This so wasn't happing.

"Well... me and Gunn are going to go downstairs," Buffy said as she walked towards the door. "Angel you coming?"

"No."

Aashna glared at him and Angel felt himself shrink, "I mean of course I'm going," he walked towards his son and put a hand on his shoulder, "Don't do anything stupid."

Aashna watched as they all left and then turned back towards Connor. He seemed uncomfortable. No shit Aashna, she thought to herself. She sat slowly on her bed and slumped, still wrapped around the sheet.

"So..." she whispered as she felt him looking at her.

"What happened there? Not there, but everywhere. What's going on Aashna? What's happing to you? Something is wrong, I don't know what but I know something is and you have to tell me, because I'm... I'm worried about you."

She looked down at the cover of her bed, "I'm sick."

Connor looked at her, "What?"

"I'm not... you think I'm some girl that came out of nowhere, I'm not. I have a past and a sick past."

He came forward and slid down onto his knees, "I don't care about your past Aashna, and I care about you."

"You will, when you find out," she whispered.

"You don't have to tell me and really I don't want to know," he said as he slid his arms around her waist. She went into his embrace and fell to the floor. She hugged him tightly.

"I missed you," she whispered into his shoulder.

He held her tighter and kissed her shoulder, "I missed you to."

She looked at him and kissed him and then hugged him again. She liked that fact she could be quiet with him, "You will, you know, find out."

"Find what out?"

"My past, I might not be the one to tell you but you'll find out," she said. "You always find out."

When Aashna and Connor came down the stairs it seemed to be really quite. Or really strained. She smiled, always would be.

"Wow, it's so loud in here," she said as she walked into the living room and sat in between Buffy and Angel on the couch. She smiled at Angel sweetly and gave him a pat on the shoulder. He growled at her. "Puck up, peaches, your soul is about to be bound."

Everyone stared at her in shock. She shook her head and laughed at everyone's disbelief. She got up and walked into the center of the room and she looked around. She hoped this worked out just like the whole thing said it would.

"What do you mean... bound?" Buffy said slowly.

"Bound as in no clause, you he can be happy. And of course no really hot guy in leather pants that is really evil," Aashna stated happily and if they didn't know better they would never have guessed that she had just had a breakdown of sorts.

"You think Angelus is hot!" Angel asked mortified. She winked at him and Angel snapped at Connor, "Control you girlfriend." Connor just smirked.

Everyone stared at Connor and then the full words of what she had said came down on him, "You think my- my Dad is... HOT!"

She smiled at him and gave him a wind kiss and went on, "What? No one is going to ask me how I know all this, the prophecy?"

Everyone shook there heads, "What have you done to her?" Angel snapped at Buffy.

"ME! It was you, she was like that since she came here," Buffy said smiling at Angel and then winked at Aashna who was grinning like an idiot.

Angel glared at her and then slumped in his seat. "How do you know this stuff?" he said his arms crossed like he was a little boy.

Buffy slapped him across the head, "Your acting like an eight year old," she said, she then turned to Wesley and Cordelia, "What you guys do to him?"

Willow let out a chuckle and Gunn shook his head, these people were nuts. "Aashna,"
Wesley said quietly. "How do you know that information?"

"Oh, I just had a dream," she said simply.

Everyone was silent, "Well if you had a dream, why didn't Faith or Buffy experience this knowledge."

"Oh, if you think it was like a slayer dream or something it wasn't. The Powers That Be send me personal message right through the dreams," she said simply.

Everyone shook there head, "Right," Buffy said quietly, "Who are the Powers That Be?"

Everyone from LA looked at Buffy like she was nuts. "Right they don't know about them," Angel said slowly.

"So what is it?" Xander asked.

"There Gods, that rule everything and make all the prophecy's," Angel said.

"Right... I hate them," Buffy said.

Angel chuckled, "Right, so... Aashna what was your uh dream about?"

"Oh, that the End of Days are staring," she said shrugging her shoulders.

Everyone was very silent, again, "What?" Xander said.

"The Shanshu prophecy wasn't only a prediction for Angel's reward, it tells of the End of Days. I think, "She said looking at Wesley, "You forgot to read that part. So anyways, with the binding of Angel's soul the whole thing starts. The longer we wait the longer the days are held off."

"So what's so bad about not binding Angel's soul, I mean if we don't then that's better, right. No dieing and End of Days sort of thing," Dawn said.

"Because then Angel never turns human... and other things that are supposed to happen, for the needs of others," she said as she looked at Cordelia and then away.

Everyone was quiet, "Why, if you don't mind me asking, do you know this information? Why would the powers give a slayer this... prophecy?"

She was quiet for a second and then looked at Angel how suddenly stood up and grabbed her shoulders tightly, and Buffy thought from far away and looking on them that he looked like he was trying to stop something coming out, forcing something in.

"Because I've done it before," she mumbled as she collapsed against Angel's chest.

Buffy rushed over and helped her up as she saw Connor taking her from her hands, "Hey!"

"My girlfriend," he said as he moved everyone from couch and wrapped her around him.

She turned to Angel who was smirking at Connor and she shoved him in the stomach, "Ow."

"We have to do the ritual, "Aashna said as she got up from the couch and wobbled toward everyone.

"Why? Personally I don't want those days to come anytime soon," Cordelia said as she slapped a hand on her chest.

"Will I do!" Aashna yelled. Then quietly she added, "We need to start them or... We need to start them."

Everyone was silent, "How do you do it?" Angel asked.

She looked around the room quietly and them smiled and looked back towards Angel, "We need a witch, a vampire, the slayer and a key."

"Witch huh?" Angel asked smirking.

She looked over at him and her eyes blazed gold, "Totally."

TBC- OKAY, so what's up with Aashna?? I wanna find out, but I need feedback, (Actually, I know what happens to her, but no feedback means no finding out)