Disclaimer: I don't own them, but I wish I did. That about covers it.
Author's notes: 1. It's my first Buffy, and Angel fic, so be nice about it. 2. ""= Dialogue, ''= thoughts Not a fic, that is for Dawn fans I'm holding the next chapter of my other fic: The Child, hostage for one review. Some events in Angel (C&A actually making out) never happened. 6. Thanks to all my reviewers thus far, your encouragement, and critiques have been very helpful. Spoilers: Holtz is of a 'questionable' frame of mind. Summary: See first Chapter Reviews: Yes please, with a cherry on top
Chapter 10: Memories of the Past
The loud whimpering reached Holtz' ears, as he grinned manically. The yelling, and knocking had ceased hours ago. All that stood between him, and his final goal was Angelus, and his team of do-gooders. But hopefully, the slayer will take care of that in due time. Meanwhile, he had the 'key' to his ultimate desires, and he was going to have a little fun. He walked over to the casket and opened the top. Dawn opened her eyes.
"Buffy, I had the strangest dre"- Dawn stopped mid-sentence, as the realization hit her, as to where she was, and who was looking at her.
"Who are you?" She demanded
"My name is Holtz. Your sister and I, have shall we say people in common." Holtz informed her.
"So what do I have to do with anything? I mean, you send your goons after me, to- 'kidnap me, to use as your personal maidservant?!" Dawn asked disbelievingly.
"Oh, you're to be much more than that, to me, my pet, just wait and see." Holtz responded, a glint in his eye.
"Now, get up, it's time you started working. I need you to come and help with something in the other room." Dawn rose, and followed him into the bigger room. The room, had several couches, arranged in a semi-circle, and the cement floors had plush carpets about. The floors, had splatters of blood everywhere. It was clearly used as feeding room
"I want you to begin by cleaning the floors in here. When you're done, come and find me." Holtz ordered.
"Clean it yourself. You're the one that made the mess. I mean you and your goons." Dawn pointed indicating bloodstains clearly left by feeding vampires.
ZZZZZZZ, Dawn recoiled in pain as Holtz shocked her. She had forgotten about the bracelet. "Alright, Alright, I'll clean your lousy floors." Dawn gave in.
C.O.S.: Hyperion
Willow yawned loudly, as she and Spike walked through the hotel door. They'd searched the area until just before sunrise, but still, no Dawn.
"Weren't there three of you when you left here last night?" Angel asked.
"Yeah, we um got separated." Willow began.
" Separated, how?" Angel asked
"We were ambushed by a group of six vampires, and got pulled, and the two of us got pulled further away. By the time we got back." Willow began, and then yawned loudly.
"She was gone. A seventh was sent, and I guess took her somewhere." Spike finished.
"Probably to the same warehouse where I was being kept. We have to find her." Buffy insisted, walking into the room.
"But right now, I think we all need to sleep. Meet back here in 6 hrs." Angel ordered.
"Yes, my liege." Spike responded sarcastically. Willow yawned loudly, and swayed on her feet.
" I got ya there Will, I got ya." Spike told her, as he helped her up the stairs. Xander followed, leaving Cordy, Gunn, Angel, Buffy, and Fred in the lobby.
"Come on, I'll take you to breakfast," Gunn said motioning to Fred. Cordy yawned.
"And I am going to get some beauty sleep. I'll see you in a few hours." Cordy told the group, as they split even further. There was silence in the room. As if reading her mind Angel said:
"Don't worry, we'll find her. She won't suffer the fate." Angel began.
"Worse than death." Buffy finished.
"It's not that, I'm worried about. I know we'll find her. After all, we were in the right area right?" Buffy said.
"We are, but still have a lot of places to check out." Angel confirmed. Buffy nodded her head in acknowledgement, and there was silence again.
"It's not that though, is it?" Angel asked.
"No it's not." Buffy confirmed to him. There was yet another awkward silence between the pair. Finally, Buffy broke it:
"It's that I'm trying to save a girl, that I don't even remember as my sister. Beyond her name, I don't know who she is, or anything about her. I don't know what her favourite food is, her favourite colour, or when she was born. What she was like as a kid, or what our relationship. I can't remember any of it." Buffy broke down into frustrated tears.
Angel walked over to her, and taking her into his arms began telling her about Dawn:
"Her name is Dawn Elizabeth Summers, and she's 14 years old. Her favourite food is pizza, favourite colour red, and her birthday: June 7th of 1988. She was, quite the precocious little kid, always running after you, and complaining when she was left out. She idolized you Buffy completely. In elementary school, when people asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up, she didn't say a model, or a singer, she said you. Then when your mom died, you took over, and provided a good solid home for her." Angel said.
"It sounds like we were close," Buffy said.
"Yeah you were, and you're going to be again, don't worry." Angel assured her.
"I think I'll go to bed now." Buffy said.
"So will I." Angel replied. They walked upstairs together, and went to adjoining rooms.
"Night Angel." Buffy said.
"Night Buffy." Angel replied.
C.O.S.: outside the Hyperion
'The man hates, no wait, utterly loathes the site of me, so why am I here?' Wesley thought to himself. 'It's not like I'm actually needed here. I mean Fred can research, and Gunn, can hunt, so what am I doing here? ' This same question kept popping kept popping into his head all morning as he watched the hotel. He had no specific answer either, other than the very fact, he felt he needed to drive, and jumped in the car, and drove, and just happened to end up there. Suddenly he began to remember the last time he was at this place: Flashback: He remembered it like it was yesterday: It was the night at the opera " Come on, Cordy we're gonna be late." Angel yelled. "Just a minute, I'm finishing my hair." Came the response. As usual with Cordelia, it wasn't just another minute it was another five minutes. It was worth the wait though. She came downstairs dressed in a ravishing navy blue floor-length gown, with a low back, and a medium cut in the front. Angel stared at her, as his jaw hit the floor, and there suddenly became no other woman for him than her.
"Cordelia, you look". Angel began
"Ravishing." Wes finished. "Shall we go, Angel asked reaching out to take Cordelia's arm. They left then for the opera house. Wesley had his eyes on Cordy the whole evening, noticing every twinkle in her eye, every smile she shared with Angel, every movement of her head, and shoulders to get a better view. And afterwards came the fun part, they weren't on a night of fun, no, they had to mix business with pleasure.
Afterwards, they all headed backstage, to further their investigation. They spread out in two's, and threes to search the labyrinth corridor, he with Gunn, and Fred, and Angel with Cordelia. It was the group of three, which ran into the monster first. Fred stood by, while Gunn, and Wesley fought it. Suddenly, out of nowhere Angel, and Cordelia, at last reappear, Cordelia looking more radiant than when Wesley last saw her. The case was solved in a matter of minutes, and they all went back to the hotel, escaping with merely some minor cuts and bruises. Back at the hotel, Cordelia tenderly saw to their wounds. At last, it was Wesley's turn. He came up, and sat down on the stool. He had a just some relatively minor cuts and bruises.
"This'll only hurt a minute." Cordy said pressing the alcoholic pad to the cut. It was when she took it away that Wesley made his move, taking hold of her hand in both of his. Their eyes met, and Wesley pulled her towards him, and their lips met, and for the briefest moment the world outside was non-existent. At last they broke apart as they felt a pair of eyes on them.
"Angel, we, um we." Cordy stammered.
"You what? Kissed my friend on the same night you kissed me? We shared a kiss tonight Cordelia, and I felt much more than that. And now, now I find you kissing another man?" He began.
"And you.." Angel turned his wrathful gaze on Wesley.
"GET OUT OF MY SIGHT! LEAVE THE HOTEL NOW!" Angel yelled, turning a cold, hard look on Wesley. In that instant, Wesley felt Angel's eyes bore a hole straight through him. He packed his bags, and drove away that night, and this was the first he'd been back.
In that remembering that night came the knowledge of why he was there: To reclaim a lost friendship, and to affirm a love, that has only grown stronger over time.
A.N: Okay, I must give credit to an episode of Angel where, they do go the Opera house, I'm not quite sure of the name, but yes, I did take some creative liberties with it.
To get the next chapter out of me, review, or e-mail me at: angelsbabe15@hotmail.com
Author's notes: 1. It's my first Buffy, and Angel fic, so be nice about it. 2. ""= Dialogue, ''= thoughts Not a fic, that is for Dawn fans I'm holding the next chapter of my other fic: The Child, hostage for one review. Some events in Angel (C&A actually making out) never happened. 6. Thanks to all my reviewers thus far, your encouragement, and critiques have been very helpful. Spoilers: Holtz is of a 'questionable' frame of mind. Summary: See first Chapter Reviews: Yes please, with a cherry on top
Chapter 10: Memories of the Past
The loud whimpering reached Holtz' ears, as he grinned manically. The yelling, and knocking had ceased hours ago. All that stood between him, and his final goal was Angelus, and his team of do-gooders. But hopefully, the slayer will take care of that in due time. Meanwhile, he had the 'key' to his ultimate desires, and he was going to have a little fun. He walked over to the casket and opened the top. Dawn opened her eyes.
"Buffy, I had the strangest dre"- Dawn stopped mid-sentence, as the realization hit her, as to where she was, and who was looking at her.
"Who are you?" She demanded
"My name is Holtz. Your sister and I, have shall we say people in common." Holtz informed her.
"So what do I have to do with anything? I mean, you send your goons after me, to- 'kidnap me, to use as your personal maidservant?!" Dawn asked disbelievingly.
"Oh, you're to be much more than that, to me, my pet, just wait and see." Holtz responded, a glint in his eye.
"Now, get up, it's time you started working. I need you to come and help with something in the other room." Dawn rose, and followed him into the bigger room. The room, had several couches, arranged in a semi-circle, and the cement floors had plush carpets about. The floors, had splatters of blood everywhere. It was clearly used as feeding room
"I want you to begin by cleaning the floors in here. When you're done, come and find me." Holtz ordered.
"Clean it yourself. You're the one that made the mess. I mean you and your goons." Dawn pointed indicating bloodstains clearly left by feeding vampires.
ZZZZZZZ, Dawn recoiled in pain as Holtz shocked her. She had forgotten about the bracelet. "Alright, Alright, I'll clean your lousy floors." Dawn gave in.
C.O.S.: Hyperion
Willow yawned loudly, as she and Spike walked through the hotel door. They'd searched the area until just before sunrise, but still, no Dawn.
"Weren't there three of you when you left here last night?" Angel asked.
"Yeah, we um got separated." Willow began.
" Separated, how?" Angel asked
"We were ambushed by a group of six vampires, and got pulled, and the two of us got pulled further away. By the time we got back." Willow began, and then yawned loudly.
"She was gone. A seventh was sent, and I guess took her somewhere." Spike finished.
"Probably to the same warehouse where I was being kept. We have to find her." Buffy insisted, walking into the room.
"But right now, I think we all need to sleep. Meet back here in 6 hrs." Angel ordered.
"Yes, my liege." Spike responded sarcastically. Willow yawned loudly, and swayed on her feet.
" I got ya there Will, I got ya." Spike told her, as he helped her up the stairs. Xander followed, leaving Cordy, Gunn, Angel, Buffy, and Fred in the lobby.
"Come on, I'll take you to breakfast," Gunn said motioning to Fred. Cordy yawned.
"And I am going to get some beauty sleep. I'll see you in a few hours." Cordy told the group, as they split even further. There was silence in the room. As if reading her mind Angel said:
"Don't worry, we'll find her. She won't suffer the fate." Angel began.
"Worse than death." Buffy finished.
"It's not that, I'm worried about. I know we'll find her. After all, we were in the right area right?" Buffy said.
"We are, but still have a lot of places to check out." Angel confirmed. Buffy nodded her head in acknowledgement, and there was silence again.
"It's not that though, is it?" Angel asked.
"No it's not." Buffy confirmed to him. There was yet another awkward silence between the pair. Finally, Buffy broke it:
"It's that I'm trying to save a girl, that I don't even remember as my sister. Beyond her name, I don't know who she is, or anything about her. I don't know what her favourite food is, her favourite colour, or when she was born. What she was like as a kid, or what our relationship. I can't remember any of it." Buffy broke down into frustrated tears.
Angel walked over to her, and taking her into his arms began telling her about Dawn:
"Her name is Dawn Elizabeth Summers, and she's 14 years old. Her favourite food is pizza, favourite colour red, and her birthday: June 7th of 1988. She was, quite the precocious little kid, always running after you, and complaining when she was left out. She idolized you Buffy completely. In elementary school, when people asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up, she didn't say a model, or a singer, she said you. Then when your mom died, you took over, and provided a good solid home for her." Angel said.
"It sounds like we were close," Buffy said.
"Yeah you were, and you're going to be again, don't worry." Angel assured her.
"I think I'll go to bed now." Buffy said.
"So will I." Angel replied. They walked upstairs together, and went to adjoining rooms.
"Night Angel." Buffy said.
"Night Buffy." Angel replied.
C.O.S.: outside the Hyperion
'The man hates, no wait, utterly loathes the site of me, so why am I here?' Wesley thought to himself. 'It's not like I'm actually needed here. I mean Fred can research, and Gunn, can hunt, so what am I doing here? ' This same question kept popping kept popping into his head all morning as he watched the hotel. He had no specific answer either, other than the very fact, he felt he needed to drive, and jumped in the car, and drove, and just happened to end up there. Suddenly he began to remember the last time he was at this place: Flashback: He remembered it like it was yesterday: It was the night at the opera " Come on, Cordy we're gonna be late." Angel yelled. "Just a minute, I'm finishing my hair." Came the response. As usual with Cordelia, it wasn't just another minute it was another five minutes. It was worth the wait though. She came downstairs dressed in a ravishing navy blue floor-length gown, with a low back, and a medium cut in the front. Angel stared at her, as his jaw hit the floor, and there suddenly became no other woman for him than her.
"Cordelia, you look". Angel began
"Ravishing." Wes finished. "Shall we go, Angel asked reaching out to take Cordelia's arm. They left then for the opera house. Wesley had his eyes on Cordy the whole evening, noticing every twinkle in her eye, every smile she shared with Angel, every movement of her head, and shoulders to get a better view. And afterwards came the fun part, they weren't on a night of fun, no, they had to mix business with pleasure.
Afterwards, they all headed backstage, to further their investigation. They spread out in two's, and threes to search the labyrinth corridor, he with Gunn, and Fred, and Angel with Cordelia. It was the group of three, which ran into the monster first. Fred stood by, while Gunn, and Wesley fought it. Suddenly, out of nowhere Angel, and Cordelia, at last reappear, Cordelia looking more radiant than when Wesley last saw her. The case was solved in a matter of minutes, and they all went back to the hotel, escaping with merely some minor cuts and bruises. Back at the hotel, Cordelia tenderly saw to their wounds. At last, it was Wesley's turn. He came up, and sat down on the stool. He had a just some relatively minor cuts and bruises.
"This'll only hurt a minute." Cordy said pressing the alcoholic pad to the cut. It was when she took it away that Wesley made his move, taking hold of her hand in both of his. Their eyes met, and Wesley pulled her towards him, and their lips met, and for the briefest moment the world outside was non-existent. At last they broke apart as they felt a pair of eyes on them.
"Angel, we, um we." Cordy stammered.
"You what? Kissed my friend on the same night you kissed me? We shared a kiss tonight Cordelia, and I felt much more than that. And now, now I find you kissing another man?" He began.
"And you.." Angel turned his wrathful gaze on Wesley.
"GET OUT OF MY SIGHT! LEAVE THE HOTEL NOW!" Angel yelled, turning a cold, hard look on Wesley. In that instant, Wesley felt Angel's eyes bore a hole straight through him. He packed his bags, and drove away that night, and this was the first he'd been back.
In that remembering that night came the knowledge of why he was there: To reclaim a lost friendship, and to affirm a love, that has only grown stronger over time.
A.N: Okay, I must give credit to an episode of Angel where, they do go the Opera house, I'm not quite sure of the name, but yes, I did take some creative liberties with it.
To get the next chapter out of me, review, or e-mail me at: angelsbabe15@hotmail.com