Title: Do I Know You?

Rating: PG-13: for swearing and sexual scenes (non-explicit)

Pairings: Buffy/Angel, Willow/Oz, Xander/Cordelia

Premise: Buffy's happy as a clam out patrolling one night and is cut by a demon but when she kills it some of its blood gets into her wound. In the next few days, Buffy gets mysteriously sick, and no one knows what it is. Everyone soon realizes that Buffy is dying and there is no cure for this unknown disease, and she finally dies from it. 250 years in the future, Angel has moved to LA and is still mourning the loss of his beloved, when a demon named Doyle shows up with something to show Angel, DUN DUN DUN!!!!! Wackiness ensues!! = P

Details: It's a Curse? What Curse? = P story. It's sort of a mix of the last ep. of Angel (where Fred dies, I was inspired by her death scene), another story I've read by Ducks (it's on her website, GO THERE!), and my own wacky notions.

AN: Well well well, it sure has been forever since I've updated or put up a new story because my computer started acting up. It was getting persnickety and wouldn't get on the Internet, and when it did I only had time to read stories, and check e-mail before it froze. So now that my former Microsoft employee aunt and uncle have come to town and fixed the computer, I can update and post again!!!! Whoopeee!!!!! : ) So this is my brand new creation that I might actually see through till the very end. (Hope and pray for that one) So here goes, and lots of feedback is a total must. (It's a confidence booster) Thanx a noodle!!

P.S.- this story is dedicated to the memory of my Uncle Steve, who passed away on July 28th 9:30 am 2004.

The next day at school Buffy wasn't feeling so well, but she shrugged it off as lack of sleep since she'd been patrolling with Angel for a long Sunday night.

"Hey Buffy are you alright? You don't look so good." Willow was a little concerned about her best friend.

"Yeah Buff. No offense, but you seem to be sagging a little this horrible Monday afternoon." Xander chimed in.

The trio were headed toward the library to meet Giles. Oz and Cordelia would be meeting them there as well, so that they could have their weekly Monday meeting after school. The three walked through the library doors simultaneously and said hello to Giles.

"Yo, G-Man! What's the haps? Any big trouble a-brewin?" Xander asked boisterously while sitting down next to the waiting Cordy.

"Hi Giles." Willow said less boisterously after giving Oz a hello-kiss.

"Xander, I've told you repeatedly not to call me that, and no there's nothing that I know of going on. Hello Willow, Buffy." Giles nodded at the girls after sufficiently glaring at Xander.

Buffy sat down gingerly in the chair next to Willow, inhaling sharply but quietly. She couldn't believe that the cut still hurt this badly two days later. Buffy put her hand over where her bandage was.

Giles noticed that Buffy was moving a little slower than usual when she entered the library, but he shrugged it off as tiredness. But when he saw her inhale sharply and grasp her side, Giles became worried, "Buffy are you okay?"

The Slayer grimaced, "Yeah Giles. I'm fine. It's just a scratch that's not healing up very quickly. I'm just sore; it's no biggie."

Giles frowned concernedly, "How did you get the scratch? Demon I presume."

"You presume right. Big ugly demon attacked me on Saturday night while I was out patrolling. Pulled a knife and slashed me before I saw it. But he's not a problem anymore cause I killed him good. Ya know he ruined the last of my favorite shirts. It's so infuriating." Buffy fumed.

Giles' forehead became scrunched in concentration, "What did this big ugly demon look like precisely?" Giles began rummaging through nearby books.

Buffy thought back to the fight on Saturday evening, "Well… he was tall. Kind of saggyish mud brown skin. He has a ring of small horns on his head. He was kind of like a linebacker for a pro football team, or at least he rushed at me like one."

The whole time, Giles was rifling through various books trying to find the demon. "Hmmm… This may take some research. For precaution's sake I'd say."

"Right-o. So, we thinkin' Scooby Gang patrol party tonight?" Xander piped up as everyone, except Giles, exited the library.

"I don't know about the party part, but I'm up for patrolling." Willow added, and Oz agreed in his usual stoic fashion, with a nod.

"Come on Queen C. What do ya say?" Xander prodded his girlfriend.

Cordelia sighed and rolled her eyes, "Fine, whatever."

"Great so we'll all meet at Buff's house at say nine-ish. B.Y.O. Stake." Xander clapped his hands to signify that the decision was made.

"Okay. I'll see you guys then." Buffy called as she departed from the group in the direction of her house.

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When Buffy got home, she could heat her mother banging around the kitchen getting dinner ready as she tossed her backpack onto the living room floor. Buffy wandered towards the kitchen. "Hey mom. Whatcha makin?" she asked as she entered the kitchen.

"Chicken stir-fry." Joyce answered without looking up from the cookbook she was staring at. "How was school today sweetie?" she asked now looking at her daughter.

"You know, school. Nothing too terribly exciting." Buffy said as she munched on a stray carrot.

Later that Night

Buffy sat outside on her porch and waited for her friends. She swung gently on the porch swing, thinking about her future oddly enough. Buffy was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard talking and footsteps approaching. Buffy stood, grabbed her patrol bag, and met the gang at the bottom of her porch. "Everybody ready?" she asked. The gang held up their respective stakes and crosses in the affirmative. "Great. Let's head out. I believe that Restfield is our destination tonight."

Buffy and Willow took the lead and walked at an amicable pace as the last rays of sunlight dissipated. Restfield cemetery was across town, so when they got there, it was pitch black.

"So where's Angel?" Willow asked, as the gang walked through the cemetery gates.

"He's probably off pre-dusting." Willow gave Buffy a funny look. Buffy chuckled, "It's this new habit he's developed, where he goes out before we meet and stakes a couple of solitary vamps so there's a smaller chance of me getting hurt. It's kinda cute, and a smidgeon annoying at times. We're both so protective and stubborn when it comes to the other and those are soooo unmixy qualities."

Willow was about to comment when Angel stepped out of the shadows, making everyone, except Buffy, jump. "Ya know, I thought er talked about that yodeling thing. Or we could go with a bell collar." Buffy said to her boy as she stood on her tiptoes to give him a kiss. Angel grunted in response. "So… how many tonight?" she asked him.

Angel had given up acting innocent about his predustings, "Four, and I found a nest over in the O'Reilly crypt, but I left it alone." He stated dutifully.

Buffy patted his stomach, "Good boy. Let's head over that way guys." Everyone nodded, wrapped their arms around their partner and headed toward said crypt.

There were about 6-10 vampires in the tomb and all were quickly dusted, save one. Buffy was fighting him pretty easily when suddenly she clutched her forehead with her hand and faltered backwards. Angel had just finished dusting his last vamp and rushed to help Buffy, as the vampire leader was about to attack her. Angel grabbed him from behind and threw him against the crypt, quickly staking him 5 seconds later. Angel returned to his slayer's side as the gang noticed that something was wrong with Buffy. Angel caught Buffy just as her legs gave way.

"Angel." Buffy was frightened.

"Buffy, baby, you've gotta tell me what's wrong. Come on Buffy, what's wrong?" Angel pleaded as she passed out.

Cordelia was already on her cell phone calling for and ambulance to come to the entrance of the cemetery. "They'll be here in five minutes, let's go." She said.

"Shit." Angel said after unsuccessfully trying to wake Buffy up. Angel swiftly gathered his small girlfriend in his arms and started running, with everyone else trailing behind.