Disclaimer: Not mine, wish they were. And that about covers it.
Author's notes: 1. This is my first Buffy/Angel fic, so be nice in the reviews. 2. C.O.S.= Change of scenery 3. Would you guys like to see a Spike Willow pairing?
Summary: see First Chapter
Chapter #8: Dreams, and visions
"Wesley, Spike wants to know where Wesley is." Willow rescued.
"Now why would I want to see that stuffy b-." Spike began,
"He's out of town." Angel told them, a coldness creeping into his voice. An awkward silence greeted his announcement.
"You must all be very tired from the ride, why don't I show you to your rooms," Fred said trying to break the tension. In response, the group picked up their bags, and followed Fred upstairs. They got to the first landing, and Spike sniffed the air around him. 'Naw, it can't be.' they continued turning right down the hall. Buffy turned of course, the other way, as she turned, the light of waning day could be seen glinting off the tip of her hair.
"Buffy." the younger girl asked hopefully. Buffy ran down the hallway, tears streaming down her face. 'I recognize that voice, but I still don't know who she is.' Buffy thought to herself continuing to cry. Once she opened the door to her room, she collapsed, and let the sobs take over. Angel knocked on her door an hour later.
"What is it Angel?" Buffy asked, between sobs.
"How did you know it was me?" Angel asked opening the door.
"Who else would it be?" Buffy responded still sobbing.
"True, you've been crying." Angel stated the obvious. 'I can't stand seeing her like this, so sad, so vulnerable.' Angel thought as he entered the room. Suddenly out of nowhere Buffy started crying again. Angel walked across to her, and guided her to sit down on her bed. She lay down with her head in his lap. Angel sat there, and after a while began stroking her hair, until she fell asleep an hour later.
C.O.S: Willow's room
After settling into their respective rooms, the scoobies met up again.
"Wow, I do believe they've saved the nicest room for you," Xander commented.
Willow chuckled as she said: "Yeah, I think it's out of respect for what I might do to Angel."
"What who might do to the poof?" Spike asked from the doorway.
"Willow, she's a witch duh!" came the second voice, unmistakably Dawn's.
"Okay, we're all here now. Let's get this meeting started." Willow told the assembled group.
"We are here with a mission, to find out the truth behind the death of our friend. Now, here's how it will go, Dawn and I'll stay close to Angel, Xander, you go with Cordelia, Spike you're with Gunn, and Fred." Willow handed out the assignments, and the group broke up, Dawn and Spike hanging back to talk to Willow.
" I know this sounds crazy, but I thought I saw Buffy earlier," Dawn burst out.
"When?" Willow asked eagerly.
"On our way up to rooms, we stopped on a landing, and as the sun went down, it struck this one spot, just right. And I saw this blond hair, then as we continued I looked back, and was able to see a figure running the other way." Dawn finished.
"I thought I could smell her." Was all Spike said.
"Oh." Willow responded beginning to pace. After a few tense moments of silence, Willow had finally decided.
"I'm going to find Angel. I think we had better get this straightened out now, rather than later." Willow told her friends, as she led them out of the room.
C.O.S.: Buffy's Room
Angel just sat in the chair opposite her bed, and watched, as his angel, and soul mate slept away her frustrations. 'I could spend all night like this, watching her sleep, memorizing every little detail of her face, every little noise she makes, the beat of her heart, and the swell of her chest as she draws breath.' He thought to himself contentedly.
Suddenly, Buffy began to thrash around on the bed: " No, No, I can't, I won't kill him. I WON'T KILL HIM!" Buffy screamed. Angel walked over, and sat on the side of bed.
"Buffy, wake up. Shhhhhh, Shhhhhh, Shhhhhh, it's gonna be okay. We'll work through it, together." Angel comforted, as she woke up.
"Angel, you're still alive." Buffy said surprised.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Angel responded.
"My dream Angel, I dreamt I killed you." Buffy told him.
"Well, I'm as alive as I can get." Angel quipped humourously.
"Good," Buffy said, giving him an unexpected hug. The pair were silent for a while.
"Angel, there's this girl that came into the hotel with the rest, who was she?" Buffy asked hurriedly.
"She's your sister, Dawn." Angel answered her, figuring it was best to start with the truth.
"I have a sister?" Buffy asked in awe.
"Yup, you can meet her, when you're ready of course." Angel said, knowing that Buffy really didn't want to meet the rest of them yet. Angel rose from the bed and stretched.
"I had better get downstairs, and make an appearance, before they miss me." Angel said, leaving.
"Thanks Angel, for being here. It really comforted me a lot, when I woke up." Buffy told him shutting the door.
Buffy walked over, and lay back down on her bed and waited to drift off to sleep again. When she did, the last thoughts were of her sister. She woke an hour later with beads of sweat dripping off her forehead. She had another dream or maybe more of a vision, this one of her sister. Buffy walked to the washroom to splash some cold water on her face, as she remembered it:
Flash: Dawn, Willow, and Spike were out on patrol, and were attacked by a group of 6 vampires. In the confusion of all the fighting, another vampire sneaks around, and grabs Dawn, then runs off. The other six suddenly stopped fighting.
Flash: "No, No, don't. Please don't. Don't do it, don't do that to me. Dawn cried, as she was being tied up, and gagged. She was dragged over to a rectangular object, and laid down.
Buffy dropped the glass she was holding as the realization hit her. She realized what the object was. She screamed: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
The sound of a crash accompanied by a scream greeted the gang, as they were hanging out in the lobby. Immediately, Angel was on the stairs, followed at a medium range by Willow. Angel came to a sudden stop in front of a door, and stopped. He burst through the door to find Buffy cleaning up the glass on the floor.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I just had to clean up some of this glass, I dropped it." Buffy calmly told him.
"No, I meant the scream." Angel questioned.
"Um, later Angel, okay." Buffy answered. She looked up then from where she was cleaning to find Willow standing in the doorway.
"So now I finally find out the truth." Willow said.
That's it for another update. I'm trying to make them longer, really I am. As for Wesley, I might put him in, or he might just casually be mentioned from time-to-time. To get the next installment outta me, all you need to do, is: Review.
L8r: A.B.
Author's notes: 1. This is my first Buffy/Angel fic, so be nice in the reviews. 2. C.O.S.= Change of scenery 3. Would you guys like to see a Spike Willow pairing?
Summary: see First Chapter
Chapter #8: Dreams, and visions
"Wesley, Spike wants to know where Wesley is." Willow rescued.
"Now why would I want to see that stuffy b-." Spike began,
"He's out of town." Angel told them, a coldness creeping into his voice. An awkward silence greeted his announcement.
"You must all be very tired from the ride, why don't I show you to your rooms," Fred said trying to break the tension. In response, the group picked up their bags, and followed Fred upstairs. They got to the first landing, and Spike sniffed the air around him. 'Naw, it can't be.' they continued turning right down the hall. Buffy turned of course, the other way, as she turned, the light of waning day could be seen glinting off the tip of her hair.
"Buffy." the younger girl asked hopefully. Buffy ran down the hallway, tears streaming down her face. 'I recognize that voice, but I still don't know who she is.' Buffy thought to herself continuing to cry. Once she opened the door to her room, she collapsed, and let the sobs take over. Angel knocked on her door an hour later.
"What is it Angel?" Buffy asked, between sobs.
"How did you know it was me?" Angel asked opening the door.
"Who else would it be?" Buffy responded still sobbing.
"True, you've been crying." Angel stated the obvious. 'I can't stand seeing her like this, so sad, so vulnerable.' Angel thought as he entered the room. Suddenly out of nowhere Buffy started crying again. Angel walked across to her, and guided her to sit down on her bed. She lay down with her head in his lap. Angel sat there, and after a while began stroking her hair, until she fell asleep an hour later.
C.O.S: Willow's room
After settling into their respective rooms, the scoobies met up again.
"Wow, I do believe they've saved the nicest room for you," Xander commented.
Willow chuckled as she said: "Yeah, I think it's out of respect for what I might do to Angel."
"What who might do to the poof?" Spike asked from the doorway.
"Willow, she's a witch duh!" came the second voice, unmistakably Dawn's.
"Okay, we're all here now. Let's get this meeting started." Willow told the assembled group.
"We are here with a mission, to find out the truth behind the death of our friend. Now, here's how it will go, Dawn and I'll stay close to Angel, Xander, you go with Cordelia, Spike you're with Gunn, and Fred." Willow handed out the assignments, and the group broke up, Dawn and Spike hanging back to talk to Willow.
" I know this sounds crazy, but I thought I saw Buffy earlier," Dawn burst out.
"When?" Willow asked eagerly.
"On our way up to rooms, we stopped on a landing, and as the sun went down, it struck this one spot, just right. And I saw this blond hair, then as we continued I looked back, and was able to see a figure running the other way." Dawn finished.
"I thought I could smell her." Was all Spike said.
"Oh." Willow responded beginning to pace. After a few tense moments of silence, Willow had finally decided.
"I'm going to find Angel. I think we had better get this straightened out now, rather than later." Willow told her friends, as she led them out of the room.
C.O.S.: Buffy's Room
Angel just sat in the chair opposite her bed, and watched, as his angel, and soul mate slept away her frustrations. 'I could spend all night like this, watching her sleep, memorizing every little detail of her face, every little noise she makes, the beat of her heart, and the swell of her chest as she draws breath.' He thought to himself contentedly.
Suddenly, Buffy began to thrash around on the bed: " No, No, I can't, I won't kill him. I WON'T KILL HIM!" Buffy screamed. Angel walked over, and sat on the side of bed.
"Buffy, wake up. Shhhhhh, Shhhhhh, Shhhhhh, it's gonna be okay. We'll work through it, together." Angel comforted, as she woke up.
"Angel, you're still alive." Buffy said surprised.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Angel responded.
"My dream Angel, I dreamt I killed you." Buffy told him.
"Well, I'm as alive as I can get." Angel quipped humourously.
"Good," Buffy said, giving him an unexpected hug. The pair were silent for a while.
"Angel, there's this girl that came into the hotel with the rest, who was she?" Buffy asked hurriedly.
"She's your sister, Dawn." Angel answered her, figuring it was best to start with the truth.
"I have a sister?" Buffy asked in awe.
"Yup, you can meet her, when you're ready of course." Angel said, knowing that Buffy really didn't want to meet the rest of them yet. Angel rose from the bed and stretched.
"I had better get downstairs, and make an appearance, before they miss me." Angel said, leaving.
"Thanks Angel, for being here. It really comforted me a lot, when I woke up." Buffy told him shutting the door.
Buffy walked over, and lay back down on her bed and waited to drift off to sleep again. When she did, the last thoughts were of her sister. She woke an hour later with beads of sweat dripping off her forehead. She had another dream or maybe more of a vision, this one of her sister. Buffy walked to the washroom to splash some cold water on her face, as she remembered it:
Flash: Dawn, Willow, and Spike were out on patrol, and were attacked by a group of 6 vampires. In the confusion of all the fighting, another vampire sneaks around, and grabs Dawn, then runs off. The other six suddenly stopped fighting.
Flash: "No, No, don't. Please don't. Don't do it, don't do that to me. Dawn cried, as she was being tied up, and gagged. She was dragged over to a rectangular object, and laid down.
Buffy dropped the glass she was holding as the realization hit her. She realized what the object was. She screamed: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
The sound of a crash accompanied by a scream greeted the gang, as they were hanging out in the lobby. Immediately, Angel was on the stairs, followed at a medium range by Willow. Angel came to a sudden stop in front of a door, and stopped. He burst through the door to find Buffy cleaning up the glass on the floor.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I just had to clean up some of this glass, I dropped it." Buffy calmly told him.
"No, I meant the scream." Angel questioned.
"Um, later Angel, okay." Buffy answered. She looked up then from where she was cleaning to find Willow standing in the doorway.
"So now I finally find out the truth." Willow said.
That's it for another update. I'm trying to make them longer, really I am. As for Wesley, I might put him in, or he might just casually be mentioned from time-to-time. To get the next installment outta me, all you need to do, is: Review.
L8r: A.B.