Disclaimer: Yes...Joss Whedon owns all of the characters except the ones that you have never heard of because I created them...I wonder if Joss has ever heard of a thing called 'sharing'. br
Summary: ((Warning: Spuffiness!!! Everyone is human too...the story isn't as lame as the summary...seriously)) Starts off with everyone as young teenagers...Glory and Buffy are step sisters, and Angel is the step brother...blah blah blah ((Sorry, it's too juicy to give away)) And Buffy is hit by a car, loses all her memory...including all recollection of her love...Spike...this is a really vague summary...
((A/N: I WANT TO TELL ALL OF THE REVIEWERS WHO HAVE REVIEWED THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! IT REALLY ENCOURAGES ME TO CONTINUE!!! muah LOVE YOU ALL!!! REMEMBER MORE REVIEWES=MORE CHAPPIES!!!))((Luv to all of my reviewers: Kari, Courtney37, Brittany, TikigirlK16, Mita427, Shitaka, Cho-Freak-Dragon, Ruthie2, ekmw511, hotspike7, and lizbeth.))((A/N: And do not worry...she will not tell him immediately, but she WILL tell him...soon))If love was meant to be between two people, br
Then they will always find each other, br
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No matter how many obstacles stand in the way, br
In the end, they will always end up in each other's arms.p
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Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. -Albert
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As she ran she began to remember her life, memory by memory. She remembered her father, Xander, who was always working...her stepmother Darla who hated her, Glory...her stepsister. 'So that explains why she didn't like me...' she thought, and then...Angel...her stepbrother. The kind man who took care of her...the same man who knew, but never told her. Her tears fell faster and harder. She had almost married him...And then there was Spike. Oh God...where could she begin? He was right the whole time, and she had caused him so much pain just because she couldn't remember. She should've known, all the clues were so beyond obvious know that she thought about them. 'Elizabeth' and Buffy looked identical, and the first few weeks after her accident she kept having dreams and flashes of her 'former life.'She shoved her way through crowds of people standing outside dance clubs and restaurants. She ran across the street, and fell to her knees as soon as her feet hit the grass. She frantically began to search through the grass. "Please, please let me find it," she whispered quietly, her voice trembling, and tears continuing to stream down her face.She grabbed fistfuls of grass and threw them in the air in frustration. Her whole body began to rack with sobs as she buried her face in her hands. "WHY CAN'T I FIND IT?" she screamed into the night. She felt so lost, so utterly lost...Her glassy eyes skimmed the park again. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw something glint underneath the light of a streetlamp. Hardly daring to breathe she crawled towards it, not caring for the grass stains on her hands and khaki trench coat. She grabbed the silver in the grass and held it up to the light. Yes...it was her necklace.pFLASHBACK brHe opened his fist, and she widened her eyes in surprise. In his palm were two silver necklaces. One with a flat orb with a hole in the middle and the other was a heart of diamonds. He delicately held out the heart of diamonds out to her.
"I had them specially made...for us...so that no matter what, we'll always be able to find each other because if love was meant to be between two people," Spike began as he put an arm around Buffy's waist to pull her slightly closer."They will always find each other," she whispered in reply."No matter how long it takes," he answered as he handed his necklace to her."No matter...how far," she managed to say, nearly choking from her silent tears."No matter how many obstacles stand in the way," Spike embraced her, and clasped the necklace around her neck."In the end, they will always end up in each other's arms," Buffy concluded as she returned the embrace. She stood on her top toes and clasped his necklace around his neck.END OF FLASHBACK
"Spike..." she whispered.
Aidan/IBuffy crumbled up the paper and threw it. "Well guess what?! I FIGURED IT OUT ALREADY!" she screamed in frustration. Tears fell again as she pulled out a small suitcase. She threw in some clothes and the outfit from Angel. She turned off the light and stormed out of the house.Buffy walked and walked. She walked and moved along with the crowds of people who wandered around downtown Charleston. Bright neon signs flashed everywhere, and she walked toward one that said 'Motel,' on it. Biting her lower lip she went in and got a room.She awoke the next morning in a strange room. She then remembered that she was in a motel room. She groggily sat up, she had cried herself to sleep as memory after memory had come rushing at her. Then she had fallen asleep on the bed with the covers untouched, and her fist clenching the necklace.Her eyes were slightly swollen from all the tears she had cried, and her hair was all mussed up. She checked the glowing red numbers on the alarm clock on the bedside, and clasping the necklace around her neck went in to take a shower.She emerged half an hour later clad in the outfit that Angel had bought her. She tugged on her white felt pea coat a bit to help calm her nerves, and left the room.As she made her way to the amusement park, she couldn't help but be so lost...and confused. After all, where did it go from here? What was she to do now? She sighed as she imagined some of the scenarios."Hey Spike, I know that I rejected you a lot, and dissed on you a lot, but I finally realized that I am Buffy, and even though you and Glory are engaged, I am going to ask you to cut it off and marry me instead!"She groaned, yeah, that would go well. As she neared the Global Fashions Headquarters she couldn't help but realize how sudden, shocking, and perhaps unwelcomed this news would be. She would be destabilizing many lives...was it worth it all?FLASHBACK"Aidan!" Elizabeth yelled as she ran out of the house. "Where have you been?" she asked as she neared him.Aidan looked up at her groggily. Alcohol heavy on his breath. An insane grin crossed his face, "I'm a bad person Liz...very bad..." he drawled.Elizabeth smirked, "You're right. You ARE bad," she replied jokingly as she crouched down until they were eye to eye."No, no, no," he protested, waving his hand around, "I'm really bad. If you knew how bad I was you might leave me," then his voice immediately changed and turned into an almost mournful and regretful sounding voice...almost like a child confessing that he had stolen the cookies out of the cookie jar. "But you'll never leave me right?"Elizabeth smiled at his worry. She set her hands on his shoulder, "Don't worry Aidan...I'll never leave you...I promise,""Good," he muttered, his speech slurred. "Cuz' I could never live without you."END OF FLASHBACK
Buffy clenched her fists until there were white crescent shaped nail marks in her palms. The mere thought of Angel made her pissed off. How could he lie to her...and for so long? Her cell phone then began to vibrate.She withdrew it from the pocket of her coat, and read the caller ID. It was a text message from 'Aidan.'She flipped it open and read the message.To: Elizabeth br
From: Aidan p
Hey Liz, It's ten till noon. Hurry up! There's a lot of press here, and there's something I have to tell you. br
END OF MESSAGE
"Yeah, I bet you do have something to tell me," she grumbled bitterly as she shoved her cell phone into the pocket again. She began walking again, but fuming. She entered the building and took the elevator to the underground garage. She could get to the backstage of a stage in the amusement park that way. She made her way through the mass of dancers and actors."I told you that the silver dress should have a cloak with it!" Darla snapped angrily."We'll fix it right away," a young woman said timidly as she scurried away with the dress.Darla smiled smugly and continued walking, waving and smiling at some of the dancers and fellow actors with her entourage behind her. She was wearing a black faux fur coat with a matching hat. "You can all leave now," she remarked as she approached her dressing room.They all nodded and walked away. Darla went inside her dressing room, and removed her hat and coat to reveal a black dress with sheer material for the sleeves and a few rhinestones on it. She admired herself in the mirror, and then left the dressing room and headed for the elevator.She planned on seeing Glory in a few minutes. "Stop the elevator!" she called in a sickly sweet voice.Buffy heard a voice...that sounded vaguely familiar call for her to keep the elevator open. She pressed the button, and waited for the woman to come."Oh thank you!" Darla breathed as she rushed inside. She looked up...her breath caught in her throat.Buffy's eyes widened."Oh...hello...Liz..." she greeted, trying to smile and recompose herself again."Hello...mother," Buffy replied."Mother?" Darla questioned, "Well excuse me young lady...""It's me, Buffy." Buffy added.Darla snorted, but then looked into 'Elizabeth's' emerald eyes. Her eyes then widened. No...no...it couldn't be. She recalled her step-daughter's eyes last time, as much as they sparkled and shined, they were still filled with a vacant look...like something was missing. But now...that was gone, and filled with a look of knowing."What's the matter? Cat's got your tongue?" Buffy inquired, "Or is it that you're so surprised to see me again? Have you missed hitting me?" she sneered."Why you little-" Darla raised her hand to slap Buffy, but just as her hand came down, Buffy's went up. Buffy's hand closed around Darla's wrist."And I see that you haven't changed a bit," she hissed."Let me go! You worthless little girl!" Darla yelled as she wriggled her wrist free from Buffy's grasp."I'm not a little girl anymore," Buffy corrected as she stepped closer until she was eye to eye with Darla. "I'm back...and I remember everything..."Darla gasped and took a few steps back. Did that mean that she knew that Glory had been the one to hit her? She blinked, and raised an eyebrow, putting on a nonchalant façade. "Oh, you do?"Buffy nodded, "All I need to know is why I didn't remember...why you guys never came and got me after I got hit, and why everyone thinks that I am dead."Darla smirked, "That's none of your business," she told her as the elevator doors slid open."Hey, come back here!" Buffy yelled as she ran out after her. They were now on the second story of the structure that encircled the amusement park. "You're not going anywhere until I get some answer," Buffy told her sternly."Will you take your hands off of me?" Darla demanded as she regarded Buffy's hand as dirt."No, NOT until I get some answers," Buffy replied fiercely."I'm serious here! TAKE YOUR HAND-" Darla was interrupted by Glory sidling on down."Mother!" she called, "Oh...Elizabeth...what brings you here?" she asked, eying Buffy suspiciously."Glory...it's been a long time, hasn't it?" Buffy asked."Excuse me?" Glory inquired."She remembers," was Darla's reply.Glory laughed nervously, "What do you mean?""It's me...Buffy," Buffy spoke.Glory's eyes blinked rather owlishly as she fully absorbed what Buffy had just said. "Oh...BUFFY!" she squealed as she embraced her stepsister."Take your hands off my Glory," Buffy ordered, "Unfortunately for you two, I remember everything..." Glory stepped back. "How mean you two were to me, what you guys did to me, and everything else."Glory glanced at Darla. Darla nodded in reply. Glory smiled rather apprehensively. "So...Buffy...how have you been?" she asked, rather nervously."I'm sure that you'd know, seeing that we see each other every day," Buffy retorted, her eyes flashing angrily. Here were the two people that angered her the most besides Angel...she wasn't a happy camper."Did I ever tell you that William and Glory are engaged?" Darla questioned, a evil gleam filling her eyes."That reminds me, when is your wedding?" Glory added."You're married?" Darla inquired, "To who?""Aidan...I mean, Angel,""SHUT UP!" Buffy roared, unable to take it anymore. "JUST SHUT UP!"It was the moment that Buffy began to yell when Mrs. Cornelius came around the corner with her entourage. "Darla...Glory!" she called in a sing-song voice.Buffy stopped yelling, and Darla and Glory erased the hateful looks on their face. "Buffy! Oh Buffy, you're back!" Darla began to wail hysterically, and Glory stood by, waving her hand vigorously in front of her face, her face screwed into a mask of grief."What's happening?" Mrs. Cornelius demanded as she neared.Buffy turned around. "Oh Mrs. Cornelius!!! Buffy's back! Look, Buffy's back!" Darla cried out.Glory smiled through her 'tears.' "Isn't this like a fairytale come true Mrs. Cornelius? Buffy's back!"Mrs. Cornelius eyed Buffy suspiciously, before her eyes widened in knowledge. "You're the Elizabeth Johnson girl!"Buffy opened her mouth to protest, "No, I'm really Buffy!"Mrs. Cornelius's cheeks turned red from anger. "This is unspeakable! We have already apologized for the mistake before, and we have been pained enough. We do NOT need you to go about masquerading as our beloved Buffy. Do you have no respect for the dead?"Buffy's eyebrows furrowed from the hurt, "But Molly...don't you remember me?"Mrs. Cornelius blinked, "Molly? How dare you..." her voice trailed off. Only her closest friends knew her nickname of Molly. Her real name was Maureen, and not even her son, Spike, knew her nickname. But Buffy had known... "Guards? Please escort this young lady out."Buffy's eyes widened. "Molly! Please, don't you remember me?! It's me Buffy...please!" Buffy's pleas soon died away as she was dragged out by three men.Darla and Glory glanced at each other from the corner of their eyes and smirked, now it was time for Darla's final act. "BUFFY!" she screamed. She sank to her knees. Glory and Mrs. Cornelius hurried to her side. "Buffy..." she said again weakly."That wasn't Buffy Darla," Mrs. Cornelius tried to explain."Oh, but it was!" Darla insisted feebly. "She looked exactly like her, didn't she? It was like having her back again...and it hurts because I just lost her...again..."Mrs. Cornelius's eyes flashed, "Don't worry Darla, it won't happen again." Inside something bothered her. How had the girl known? Had Glory or Darla let it slip? Or perhaps Spike really had known...how odd...but it couldn't be Buffy. Xander had thrown her ashes into the ocean...but still..."Let me go!" Buffy tried to wriggle free. They released her outside the gates of the amusement park, and left. "No, wait!" Buffy sighed, her eyebrows furrowed. This couldn't be happening. Why hadn't Mrs. Cornelius believed her? She had been more of a mom than Darla had ever been...Buffy huffed, and looked at the gates of the amusement park, trying to figure out how to get in. Of course...there was always the headquarters...She took off at a fast sprint in her two and half inch boots. She raced through the building, and took the elevator straight down into the small mall that eventually led to the amusement park.She flew past the clothing stores and gift shops and emerged outside in front of the merry-go-round. She paused, slightly out of breath as a little girl with brown curls rode on 'her' horse. She watched as the little girl waved to a boy who looked a year or so older than her. She smiled wistfully before she heard someone announcing an Aidan Giles.She tore off running again, and came to the roped off area in front of the large mural Aidan had painted. Her lips parted as a gasp escaped. The mural was magnificent. At the bottom was a lush green valley in a corner of a painting there was a small town and the other corner a large forest with a river running down a mountain, and in the very front was a field of flowers. The paradise disappeared into a sky of blue with cherubims, and angels all sitting on clouds, and on the largest one was God.He had his arm extended, His hand motioning towards a set of stairs that led up to a final cloud with a house on it...Spike's beach house. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Angel's voice booming out across the amusement park. "Thank you...as you know, I'm Aidan Giles, the humble artist of this mural," applause broke out. "All I can say that this was a pleasant experience, and now the one who made this happen...William Cornelius!" The applause grew louder as Angel stepped away and let Spike go up."G'day," he began, "I am glad to see that this mural turned out so well because many many years ago, when I was still a little squirt, I made a promise to this girl..."Glory who had been standing on the platform with a few others behind Spike began to glower."That someday, I would create something unbelievable...something that didn't seem to be of this bloody world...just like her...and I love her with all my heart. She was taken away from me a year or so ago, and I still her miss her to this day. Sorry Buff, I just wish that I could've done this sooner..." Spike paused to clear his throat, "This mural is also my good bye," his voice sounded pained, and hoarse, "But I can't stay like this forever. I'll love you forever pet, bye Buff."The press went crazy and people applauded. Angel stepped up again, "I also wish to say that reason I did so well on this mural was because of a woman named Elizabeth..." Angel's dark eyes scanned the crowd and landed on her. "I have a lot to tell you," he began, "You've been the best Liz, and I don't want to lie to you anymore..."Just then Buffy ran. She ran back the way she came. Angel's eyes widened as he stepped away from the microphone...he could tell, in her eyes...she knew...Buffy ran, and ran. She ran in circles around the amusement park as if she were trying to 'run' off her anger and hurt. It was while she was running that she spotted Spike heading her way with his bodyguards. Spike..."Spike!" she yelled as she ran towards him.Spike looked up, and raised an eyebrow at the sight of a frantic 'Elizabeth' running towards him. At the same moment, the same three men who had thrown Buffy out came towards them.Buffy ran up to Spike, and they stood there. Emerald fountains stared into glacial blue, as they stood there, motionless, both trying to figure out the enigma behind the wall of emerald and the iceberg of blue. "Why are you here?" Spike asked softly."I came to tell you something," she replied...then she collapsed.Spike caught her as she fell. She held onto his arm as if it were a lifeline. They looked into each other's eyes again. "Liz...what's wrong?" he asked softly, and almost mechanically without looking away."Spike...I..."Buffy was interrupted when she was seen by the three men. "What the hell?" one of them yelled, "I thought we got rid of you already." The three men came running up to her. Two grabbed a side of her, and the other hastily explained to Spike that his mother had ordered them to send her out."But I have something to tell him!" Buffy yelled as the familiar feeling of tears pricked her eyes again. She struggled against her 'captors' making it necessary for the third to help. "Please!" she cried out as tears streamed down her cheeks now, "Please, let me tell him! He has to know something...please..."Spike stood there perplexed as her pleas slowly died away. He could've run after her, he could've ordered them to let her go, "But I have to say bye sooner or later Buff..." he whispered. Buffy stood there, as people rushed past her, crying until she heard a familiar voice yell out her name. She whirled around, and furrowed her eyebrows when she saw Angel running towards her."Liz! Did you see the mural?" he asked, his voice laced with forced happiness.Buffy glared at him with disgust and began to walk away."Hey! Where are you going?" he asked."Don't touch me," she warned."Is something wrong...?"Buffy whirled around, and punched him in the face. "HOW COULD YOU bAngel/b ?!" she yelled as Angel rubbed his cheek in pain, "HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME? YOU LIED TO ME, YOU LIED!" she screamed as her tears began to flow again. "I TRUSTED YOU, BUT YOU LIED..." With that, she ran off."Buffy!" he hollered, "I was going to tell you..." Angel's voice trailed off as Buffy's blonde hair disappeared into the crowd. He sighed, and shaking his head sat down on some steps. "You made me happy for a year and a half Buffy...I will remember that year and a half for the rest of my life...I'm sorry...but in return, I'll make sure that you'll live the rest of your life just as happy," he whispered.Spike forced his usual smirk at a few women passed him by on his way to his office. Anything to keep his mind off a certain blonde; she had seemed...almost different somehow. He couldn't quite place it, just then his cell phone vibrated. His caller ID dubbed the voice message as from an 'unknown,' raising an eyebrow he opened his cell and listened to the message."Hello Spike. This is...A...Aidan. There is a very important matter that I need to discuss with you, please meet me tonight at 8 pm at the merry-go- round...thank you,"With that, the message ended. With a look of confusion on his face he entered his office, "Bloody hell, does the bloke want more money?"Buffy sat at a bus stop, not necessarily because she was waiting for the bus, but more because she just needed somewhere to sit. She had exhausted herself from all the tears she had cried, and the bus stop was sheltered and empty. She was remembering her life up until the accident when her cell phone rang.She looked at the caller ID, and glared daggers at it when it flashed 'Aidan' across the screen. Thankful that it was a text message, she opened her phone, and out of sheer curiosity read the message.IHey Buffy,Can you meet me tonight at 8 pm at the merry-go-round? We have a lot to talk about...please come.
Angel/IBuffy cursed as the tears began to flow again. "I hate you Angel Giles. I really really do."((A/N: I told you that Angel wasn't bad....or at least not THAT bad...))