Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me. I merely take them of the
TV and play with them for a bit when others aren't using them.
Summary: See Chapter #1
Author's notes: It's my first attempt at Buffy/Angel so be kind. 2. Cordy is half-demon 3. C.O.S.= Change of scenery
Timeline: see Chapter #1
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Chapter #4 A shell of herself
Fred guided the woman that called herself Joyce to a chair, and then reached for the first-aid kit. "So Joyce, are you from Los Angeles?" Fred asked conversationally.
"No" was the response.
"Are you here on business then?"
"No."
"Pleasure?"
"No."
"Then why are you here?"
"I-I-I don't know why I'm here." Joyce answered meekly. Fred took a cloth and wiped some of the cuts with it. Joyce winced: "That hurt."
"It's going to sting for just a moment now," Fred responded before continuing with the task of cleaning the wound, "Now, I'm going to bandage those cuts of yours, there should be some in the office, I'll be right back. She entered Angel's office to find Gunn leaning against the desk.
"First impressions?" Gunn asked.
"Charles, this girl is definitely Buffy, I can feel it. She fits Buffy's physical description, and how else could she have gotten out of of, wherever she was other than by fighting."
"That brings up a rather interesting question: Where was she exactly, if she wasn't dead?" Gunn asked. "The way I see it one of three things have happened: 1. She got turned into a vampire, 2.She got tired of being the slayer and so faked her death and ran away from Sunnydale, or 3. She was brought back from the dead and kidnapped, to be used as a pawn in a later game against Angel.
"I don't think it was the first, she is the slayer after all, she kills vampires, doesn't get turned into them, as for the second, being the Slayer she is bred to duty, and no matter how messy it gets with the bad guys they always do their duties. No, I'm thinking with our luck it's number 3. Gunn theorized.
"If she was brought back and kidnapped who did it? And why doesn't she remember?" Fred questioned.
" Amnesia. She's suppressing a traumatic experience. I can read her like a book, and she doesn't even have to sing. She's been through a terrible ordeal." Lorne said from the doorway.
"How long have you been there?" Fred asked
"Long enough to hear everything you've said and to come up with a few observations of my own. Lorne replied"
"And they are. prompted Gunn
"Just that if I'm reading her right, then you my good man are right." Lorne responded.
"Hey, I'm the correct one for once, I'm right." Gunn congratulated himself.
"I'm going to reserve judgment on that one until we know what's going on." Fred responded, as she picked up the box of Band-Aids and returned to the lobby.
" Sorry I took so long, but I had to consult on this other case with my colleagues. I'm all yours now, including the promised Band-Aids." Fred smiled at Joyce.
"No problem, I'm really not hurting that much anymore, Joyce smiled in return."
"I'll be the judge of that, let's see that rope burn on your arm." In response Joyce held her arm out.
"Oh!" gasped Fred.
"What, I heal quickly, at least I think I do." Joyce responded.
"Now that you're all cleaned up, why don't I ask Lorne to come and take you to your room where you can take a shower and change." Suggested Fred. "Okay" was the response, as Fred motioned to Lorne who came forward to take Joyce out of the lobby.
"Oh, that is definitely the Slayer, no one can heal like that." Fred affirmed to Gunn.
"So now that we're in agreement on that, the next question is: How are we going to tell Angel?"
"Tell Angel what?" A voice from the doorway responded. They both turned and saw the man in question.
"Tell Angel that Connor missed him." Fred answered quickly.
"I missed him too, and that's why I came home." Angel responded. Just then Joyce reappeared with Lorne.
"Hi, my name's Joyce, what's yours?"
"Buffy?!" Angel gasped.
"No, no, no DON'T CALL ME THAT, DON'T EVER CALL ME THAT EVER!!!!" Joyce yelled, my name's Joyce she continued meekly.
"I-I thought you were dead, I saw you being buried, I spoke at your funeral, and now, now you're here standing in front of me, here, alive as in not dead. Tell me this isn't a dream. Buffy please say something to me, " Angel pleaded grabbing her by the shoulders.
"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU, MY NAME IS JOYCE, NOT BUFFY, BUFFY'S DEAD, GONE, NOT HERE. I'M JOYCE." Joyce shouted, as her fist connected with Angel's jaw. She then raised her leg in a kicking motion, which
Angel blocked: "I don't want to hurt you Buffy,"
"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU, MY NAME IS NOT BUFFY!" Joyce yelled as she continued fighting Angel with tears in her eyes. Suddenly all the fight went out of her, and she ran out of the hotel leaving a shocked Angel in her wake.
"Let her go, Angelcakes, she has some issues to work through." Lorne consoled him.
"How long, how long do we keep calling her Joyce?" Angel asked.
"Until she realizes she isn't Joyce. Angel, she's just reverted to familiar name, one that was associated with a comfortable point in her life.
"And how long will that be, until she realizes she isn't her mother?" Asked Angel anxiously.
And that's a wrap.
How long will it be, before the girl realizes she isn't Joyce?
Tune into the next chapter.
Keep those reviews coming, pretty please with a cherry, and rainbow sprinkles on top.
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Summary: See Chapter #1
Author's notes: It's my first attempt at Buffy/Angel so be kind. 2. Cordy is half-demon 3. C.O.S.= Change of scenery
Timeline: see Chapter #1
Reviews: I see that I am on the favourites list of members; thank you and I hope to continue to be worthy. Please continue reviewing.
Chapter #4 A shell of herself
Fred guided the woman that called herself Joyce to a chair, and then reached for the first-aid kit. "So Joyce, are you from Los Angeles?" Fred asked conversationally.
"No" was the response.
"Are you here on business then?"
"No."
"Pleasure?"
"No."
"Then why are you here?"
"I-I-I don't know why I'm here." Joyce answered meekly. Fred took a cloth and wiped some of the cuts with it. Joyce winced: "That hurt."
"It's going to sting for just a moment now," Fred responded before continuing with the task of cleaning the wound, "Now, I'm going to bandage those cuts of yours, there should be some in the office, I'll be right back. She entered Angel's office to find Gunn leaning against the desk.
"First impressions?" Gunn asked.
"Charles, this girl is definitely Buffy, I can feel it. She fits Buffy's physical description, and how else could she have gotten out of of, wherever she was other than by fighting."
"That brings up a rather interesting question: Where was she exactly, if she wasn't dead?" Gunn asked. "The way I see it one of three things have happened: 1. She got turned into a vampire, 2.She got tired of being the slayer and so faked her death and ran away from Sunnydale, or 3. She was brought back from the dead and kidnapped, to be used as a pawn in a later game against Angel.
"I don't think it was the first, she is the slayer after all, she kills vampires, doesn't get turned into them, as for the second, being the Slayer she is bred to duty, and no matter how messy it gets with the bad guys they always do their duties. No, I'm thinking with our luck it's number 3. Gunn theorized.
"If she was brought back and kidnapped who did it? And why doesn't she remember?" Fred questioned.
" Amnesia. She's suppressing a traumatic experience. I can read her like a book, and she doesn't even have to sing. She's been through a terrible ordeal." Lorne said from the doorway.
"How long have you been there?" Fred asked
"Long enough to hear everything you've said and to come up with a few observations of my own. Lorne replied"
"And they are. prompted Gunn
"Just that if I'm reading her right, then you my good man are right." Lorne responded.
"Hey, I'm the correct one for once, I'm right." Gunn congratulated himself.
"I'm going to reserve judgment on that one until we know what's going on." Fred responded, as she picked up the box of Band-Aids and returned to the lobby.
" Sorry I took so long, but I had to consult on this other case with my colleagues. I'm all yours now, including the promised Band-Aids." Fred smiled at Joyce.
"No problem, I'm really not hurting that much anymore, Joyce smiled in return."
"I'll be the judge of that, let's see that rope burn on your arm." In response Joyce held her arm out.
"Oh!" gasped Fred.
"What, I heal quickly, at least I think I do." Joyce responded.
"Now that you're all cleaned up, why don't I ask Lorne to come and take you to your room where you can take a shower and change." Suggested Fred. "Okay" was the response, as Fred motioned to Lorne who came forward to take Joyce out of the lobby.
"Oh, that is definitely the Slayer, no one can heal like that." Fred affirmed to Gunn.
"So now that we're in agreement on that, the next question is: How are we going to tell Angel?"
"Tell Angel what?" A voice from the doorway responded. They both turned and saw the man in question.
"Tell Angel that Connor missed him." Fred answered quickly.
"I missed him too, and that's why I came home." Angel responded. Just then Joyce reappeared with Lorne.
"Hi, my name's Joyce, what's yours?"
"Buffy?!" Angel gasped.
"No, no, no DON'T CALL ME THAT, DON'T EVER CALL ME THAT EVER!!!!" Joyce yelled, my name's Joyce she continued meekly.
"I-I thought you were dead, I saw you being buried, I spoke at your funeral, and now, now you're here standing in front of me, here, alive as in not dead. Tell me this isn't a dream. Buffy please say something to me, " Angel pleaded grabbing her by the shoulders.
"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU, MY NAME IS JOYCE, NOT BUFFY, BUFFY'S DEAD, GONE, NOT HERE. I'M JOYCE." Joyce shouted, as her fist connected with Angel's jaw. She then raised her leg in a kicking motion, which
Angel blocked: "I don't want to hurt you Buffy,"
"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU, MY NAME IS NOT BUFFY!" Joyce yelled as she continued fighting Angel with tears in her eyes. Suddenly all the fight went out of her, and she ran out of the hotel leaving a shocked Angel in her wake.
"Let her go, Angelcakes, she has some issues to work through." Lorne consoled him.
"How long, how long do we keep calling her Joyce?" Angel asked.
"Until she realizes she isn't Joyce. Angel, she's just reverted to familiar name, one that was associated with a comfortable point in her life.
"And how long will that be, until she realizes she isn't her mother?" Asked Angel anxiously.
And that's a wrap.
How long will it be, before the girl realizes she isn't Joyce?
Tune into the next chapter.
Keep those reviews coming, pretty please with a cherry, and rainbow sprinkles on top.
Send 'em to: angelsbabe15@hotmail.com
Thanks.