Angel....Angel.....ANGEL!?!?!?! At the screech of his name his eyes snapped
open. Only were they open? He was standing. On what? Everything around him
was full of mist. Whose voice was that? Suddenly two people appeared in
front of him. It was those two from the powers that be, the ones with
silver and green skin, {he never really got that}
"I thought you two were dead."
"It is lovely to see you again too." Said the female one.
"So.....where am I?"
"That is of no importance. What is of importance is that you are a step closer to your goal."
"My goal?"
"Of being human, remember?"
"Wait, what?"
"Faith. You took her in, you and your friends protect and train her and she will help a great deal of people and you are the reason she started on this path. Of that you have gain more of your humanity."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"It's time for you to go."
"WAIT!!!"
Angel's eyes shot open. He looked around. He must have fallen asleep again. Faith was still sound asleep next to him, however she had moved away a little so now he could move with out waking her. He got up and went to the other side of the bed.
"Faith. Faith, time to get up. Come on." He said shaking her gently.
"Mmmmmmmm." Faith whined in her sleep and turned over.
"Come on Faith. You've been asleep long enough. Wake up."
She very slowly began to open her eyes. But remained in her position.
"Fine I'll get up in a minuet. Just let me rest a little."
Angel sighed and walked away. There was no way he was going to get Faith to move if she didn't want to, he already knew that. Instead he just walked into the bathroom and started to undress and turned on the shower.
Faith just lay in the bed letting her mind wander. She remembered waking up twice in the middle of the night. The first time she had been shocked to find herself asleep next to Angel but stayed and when back to sleep. The second time she had had a dream where everyone left her, after that she went even closer in to him. She liked the closeness. She wasn't used to it but she liked. Being next to someone that she knew wasn't going to hurt her made everything seem safe. She heard the shower start and got up and walked out of the room. She was hungry again. She didn't know if it was a slayer thing or what but the first thing in the morning she was starving. Still she had that feeling in her gut that made everything seem wrong. Ryan. The only way Angel could have known anything about him is if she had said something, obviously when she was sick the other night. But what did she say? She couldn't remember. She remembered grabbing him or hugging or something but everything else was vague. If she knew what she said she could tell him something else. Not the truth. Not that she was stupid enough to believe every single thing that that bastard had said. No way. She could keep that from him, even if it was the only thing. She wasn't going to tell anyone.
It was about 2 hours after they had woken up and they were once again in the hotel lobby. The only two in the entire building. Faith had kept her promise and tried to teach an unwilling Angel how to dance. After 20 min. they had given up completely and sat joking on the couch.
"I told I couldn't do any modern dances."
Faith let out a long laugh. "You weren't kidding. Could you ever dance?"
"Yes." He said smiling
"When was this?" she asked with general interest.
"In the 17 and 18 hundreds. To what is now classical music."
"And what was that like?"
"Here I'll show you." He said pushing a few buttons on the stereo and grabbing Faith's hand. He put an arm around her waist and she put her hand on his shoulder. After a while they were both doing the steps perfectly. They both smiled. There closeness was different but safe and wonderful at the same time. Neither would admit it but they liked eachothers touch. They were friends so it was okay. This is what friends did, right?
The sun was warm and beating down in the park as Faith walked through it. She decided to go out for launch and bring something back. Walk around long enough anywhere in L.A and you'll find something to eat. She smiled. The longest she usually stayed in one city was a max of four weeks. But now she'd found a place to stay, people who were her family. Everything was so much brighter. Everything was better. There was still that cloud of doubt in her mind but things couldn't be better to her. She walked happily down the path and smiled at people who walked by, they smiled back. She looked behind her back to see a vendor selling something warm. Suddenly her heart stopped in her chest. There was no way possible. It was Ryan. He was standing there talking to a man next to him who was wearing a well tailored suit. She turned her head around and slowly began walking forward away from the scene behind her. No. This couldn't be happing. Ryan.....Ryan lived on the other side of the country. He couldn't be here. Not now. Not when everything was perfect. Not when she was happy. RELAX!! Your over reacting, even if that WAS Ryan, this is a huge city. The odds of us running into each other once was incredible. No way she was going to run into him again. No way. No way. No way. No way. No way. No way. This couldn't be happening.
Angel sat in the lobby. He could hear Wesley and Cordeila arguing in a back room. It would drive most people crazy but to him it had become almost soothing. Still there was that dream. A step closer to humanity. What the hell was that supposed to mean? What had happened to him? Was he any different? HE wanted to know. Why could they just tell him? Maybe he wasn't different at all; he was just closer to his 'goal' as they put it. He just wished he knew. Just then he heard the door open slowly he looked over to see Faith gently closing the door behind her. She had her arms around herself like she was trying to protect herself. He didn't like the look on her face. He stood up and walked over to her. She didn't notice.
"Hey Faith. You okay? You look a little-"
"Yeah! Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired." She said giving him a weak smile.
Just a little tired? She had gotten a least 10 hours of sleep lat night and she slept in most days. He could tell by looking at her that something was seriously wrong. Why couldn't she just tell him what was bothering her? He would do that for her. He thought a minuet. She had been in a good mood when she left this morning. Something must have happened to her while she was out. But what? It was daylight, she didn't look like she had been in a fight. She hadn't been in a bar or anything, there was none of that sent on her. Faith. What's wrong?
Faith sat on her bed in her room. She still didn't understand what was going on. How could this be happening? Why was here? Why now? Why when she was happy? She heard a quiet knock on the door. She couldn't see them or hear them but she already knew exactly who it was. Who was always there no matter what happened. How did he always know there was something wrong?
"You can come in Angel, I already know it's you."
He walked in slowly and looked at her and shut the door behind him.
"Faith? Are you okay?"
"Why do ask a question when you've already formed an answer to it in your mind." She said looking right into his eyes. He just stared at her trying to find something to say. He couldn't think of anything. Usually he just said 'Are you okay.' Then she'd say yes and give him a hard time for asking, then he'd go away and wonder why she was so difficult. This was knew.
"Faith, will you please just tell me this time? Tell if your alright, tell me what happened what's going on."
"Fine." She said a little sharply. "No I'm not okay, something is wrong and it's not getting better and NO I don't want to tell you what it is."
"Can you tell me what can make it better?" He asked at a loss for words.
"Nothing. Angel, this is just something I have to get over by myself." She said not looking up.
"Can I at least do something to make you happy?"
"I don't know."
He walked over and sat next to her and put an arm around her and brought her into a hug.
"Angel, stop!" she said pushing him away and getting off the bed.
"Faith wait!" he said grabbing her.
"Faith I care about you, don't push me away. I'm NOT going to hurt you!"
"I KNOW THAT ALREADY!! You keep telling me that! You always say that! I KNOW!! Okay!?!? I get it!!!!" she said giving him a look that would scare the hell out of most people.
"Faith...." He said letting go of her, he didn't get to finish because she went out of the room and slammed the door behind her. He sat down on the bed slowly and just sat there. He felt like punching something, why couldn't she just be like other people, who wanted help and told him what was wrong. What happened to her? Didn't she trust him? It's not like he would laugh or think less of her. He heard the door open. He wished it was Faith coming back to say that she wanted to talk to him and she wanted him to make it better. Not in his wildest dreams. It was Wesley.
"So you and Faith had another little spat."
Angel just gave him a blank stare.
Wesley let out a sigh. "So what was it this time?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to know what was wrong."
"Why is it that every time you see her you think it's that something is wrong? She's just a girl who is very distant. She isn't used to people and you should give her space."
"But there IS something wrong. You didn't see her she was just so-"
"Angel there never is anything 'wrong' until you bring it up with her. You should just leave her alone when it comes to certain things." He said with concern.
"But how can we help her if I-we don't know how she feels. We're her friends that's the one thing about her that we should always know."
"Angel, she knows how to take care of herself and she knows we're her friends. If she needs help she'll come to us."
Faith had wound up on the opposite end of the hotel in one of it's abandoned rundown rooms. She sat in one of the old chairs in the corner and she brought up her knees up and put her arms around them. 'Great' she thought to herself. 'If he didn't think I was crazy before he does now.' She had acted so idiotically. Now they were going to have another one of their 'No talking periods' where both is afraid what the other will say. What had happened? Why was it that when everything seemed at it's best everything came crashing down. She wanted to leave. She wanted to get away from here. Maybe leaving would be the best thing. Things were great while they lasted but it was never going to last. Things were just going to keep getting worse from here. Leaving would be the best thing she could possibly do. Right?
One Year And 7 Months Ago
Faith walked into the living room of the neatly furnished apartment. Smiling happily. And why not? She had some to love her and she was living in a great apartment. Life couldn't be better. She looked over toward the phone to see the there was a red light flashing. The answering machine. She went over and hit the button.
"Hi sweet heart its our Julia. You haven't called in a while and I wanted to make sure you were okay. I'm waiting. Love and kisses."
The message ended. Julia? She thought to herself getting a sinking feeling in her stomach. Whose Julia?
Present
Angel sat in his own room reading a book. When Faith walked in.
"Angel about before...."
"It's okay." He said getting up and standing close in front of her. "We don't have to talk about it." He said looking at her smiling.
"Good." She said rapping her arms around his neck. "I just wanted to be with you anyway." She said before they kissed.
Angel sat straight up in bed in complete shock. Still shaken up from the dream.
"WHAT THE HELL?" he said out loud.
What do guys think? I added the dream to push things along a little. It is chapter 12 after all.
"I thought you two were dead."
"It is lovely to see you again too." Said the female one.
"So.....where am I?"
"That is of no importance. What is of importance is that you are a step closer to your goal."
"My goal?"
"Of being human, remember?"
"Wait, what?"
"Faith. You took her in, you and your friends protect and train her and she will help a great deal of people and you are the reason she started on this path. Of that you have gain more of your humanity."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"It's time for you to go."
"WAIT!!!"
Angel's eyes shot open. He looked around. He must have fallen asleep again. Faith was still sound asleep next to him, however she had moved away a little so now he could move with out waking her. He got up and went to the other side of the bed.
"Faith. Faith, time to get up. Come on." He said shaking her gently.
"Mmmmmmmm." Faith whined in her sleep and turned over.
"Come on Faith. You've been asleep long enough. Wake up."
She very slowly began to open her eyes. But remained in her position.
"Fine I'll get up in a minuet. Just let me rest a little."
Angel sighed and walked away. There was no way he was going to get Faith to move if she didn't want to, he already knew that. Instead he just walked into the bathroom and started to undress and turned on the shower.
Faith just lay in the bed letting her mind wander. She remembered waking up twice in the middle of the night. The first time she had been shocked to find herself asleep next to Angel but stayed and when back to sleep. The second time she had had a dream where everyone left her, after that she went even closer in to him. She liked the closeness. She wasn't used to it but she liked. Being next to someone that she knew wasn't going to hurt her made everything seem safe. She heard the shower start and got up and walked out of the room. She was hungry again. She didn't know if it was a slayer thing or what but the first thing in the morning she was starving. Still she had that feeling in her gut that made everything seem wrong. Ryan. The only way Angel could have known anything about him is if she had said something, obviously when she was sick the other night. But what did she say? She couldn't remember. She remembered grabbing him or hugging or something but everything else was vague. If she knew what she said she could tell him something else. Not the truth. Not that she was stupid enough to believe every single thing that that bastard had said. No way. She could keep that from him, even if it was the only thing. She wasn't going to tell anyone.
It was about 2 hours after they had woken up and they were once again in the hotel lobby. The only two in the entire building. Faith had kept her promise and tried to teach an unwilling Angel how to dance. After 20 min. they had given up completely and sat joking on the couch.
"I told I couldn't do any modern dances."
Faith let out a long laugh. "You weren't kidding. Could you ever dance?"
"Yes." He said smiling
"When was this?" she asked with general interest.
"In the 17 and 18 hundreds. To what is now classical music."
"And what was that like?"
"Here I'll show you." He said pushing a few buttons on the stereo and grabbing Faith's hand. He put an arm around her waist and she put her hand on his shoulder. After a while they were both doing the steps perfectly. They both smiled. There closeness was different but safe and wonderful at the same time. Neither would admit it but they liked eachothers touch. They were friends so it was okay. This is what friends did, right?
The sun was warm and beating down in the park as Faith walked through it. She decided to go out for launch and bring something back. Walk around long enough anywhere in L.A and you'll find something to eat. She smiled. The longest she usually stayed in one city was a max of four weeks. But now she'd found a place to stay, people who were her family. Everything was so much brighter. Everything was better. There was still that cloud of doubt in her mind but things couldn't be better to her. She walked happily down the path and smiled at people who walked by, they smiled back. She looked behind her back to see a vendor selling something warm. Suddenly her heart stopped in her chest. There was no way possible. It was Ryan. He was standing there talking to a man next to him who was wearing a well tailored suit. She turned her head around and slowly began walking forward away from the scene behind her. No. This couldn't be happing. Ryan.....Ryan lived on the other side of the country. He couldn't be here. Not now. Not when everything was perfect. Not when she was happy. RELAX!! Your over reacting, even if that WAS Ryan, this is a huge city. The odds of us running into each other once was incredible. No way she was going to run into him again. No way. No way. No way. No way. No way. No way. This couldn't be happening.
Angel sat in the lobby. He could hear Wesley and Cordeila arguing in a back room. It would drive most people crazy but to him it had become almost soothing. Still there was that dream. A step closer to humanity. What the hell was that supposed to mean? What had happened to him? Was he any different? HE wanted to know. Why could they just tell him? Maybe he wasn't different at all; he was just closer to his 'goal' as they put it. He just wished he knew. Just then he heard the door open slowly he looked over to see Faith gently closing the door behind her. She had her arms around herself like she was trying to protect herself. He didn't like the look on her face. He stood up and walked over to her. She didn't notice.
"Hey Faith. You okay? You look a little-"
"Yeah! Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired." She said giving him a weak smile.
Just a little tired? She had gotten a least 10 hours of sleep lat night and she slept in most days. He could tell by looking at her that something was seriously wrong. Why couldn't she just tell him what was bothering her? He would do that for her. He thought a minuet. She had been in a good mood when she left this morning. Something must have happened to her while she was out. But what? It was daylight, she didn't look like she had been in a fight. She hadn't been in a bar or anything, there was none of that sent on her. Faith. What's wrong?
Faith sat on her bed in her room. She still didn't understand what was going on. How could this be happening? Why was here? Why now? Why when she was happy? She heard a quiet knock on the door. She couldn't see them or hear them but she already knew exactly who it was. Who was always there no matter what happened. How did he always know there was something wrong?
"You can come in Angel, I already know it's you."
He walked in slowly and looked at her and shut the door behind him.
"Faith? Are you okay?"
"Why do ask a question when you've already formed an answer to it in your mind." She said looking right into his eyes. He just stared at her trying to find something to say. He couldn't think of anything. Usually he just said 'Are you okay.' Then she'd say yes and give him a hard time for asking, then he'd go away and wonder why she was so difficult. This was knew.
"Faith, will you please just tell me this time? Tell if your alright, tell me what happened what's going on."
"Fine." She said a little sharply. "No I'm not okay, something is wrong and it's not getting better and NO I don't want to tell you what it is."
"Can you tell me what can make it better?" He asked at a loss for words.
"Nothing. Angel, this is just something I have to get over by myself." She said not looking up.
"Can I at least do something to make you happy?"
"I don't know."
He walked over and sat next to her and put an arm around her and brought her into a hug.
"Angel, stop!" she said pushing him away and getting off the bed.
"Faith wait!" he said grabbing her.
"Faith I care about you, don't push me away. I'm NOT going to hurt you!"
"I KNOW THAT ALREADY!! You keep telling me that! You always say that! I KNOW!! Okay!?!? I get it!!!!" she said giving him a look that would scare the hell out of most people.
"Faith...." He said letting go of her, he didn't get to finish because she went out of the room and slammed the door behind her. He sat down on the bed slowly and just sat there. He felt like punching something, why couldn't she just be like other people, who wanted help and told him what was wrong. What happened to her? Didn't she trust him? It's not like he would laugh or think less of her. He heard the door open. He wished it was Faith coming back to say that she wanted to talk to him and she wanted him to make it better. Not in his wildest dreams. It was Wesley.
"So you and Faith had another little spat."
Angel just gave him a blank stare.
Wesley let out a sigh. "So what was it this time?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to know what was wrong."
"Why is it that every time you see her you think it's that something is wrong? She's just a girl who is very distant. She isn't used to people and you should give her space."
"But there IS something wrong. You didn't see her she was just so-"
"Angel there never is anything 'wrong' until you bring it up with her. You should just leave her alone when it comes to certain things." He said with concern.
"But how can we help her if I-we don't know how she feels. We're her friends that's the one thing about her that we should always know."
"Angel, she knows how to take care of herself and she knows we're her friends. If she needs help she'll come to us."
Faith had wound up on the opposite end of the hotel in one of it's abandoned rundown rooms. She sat in one of the old chairs in the corner and she brought up her knees up and put her arms around them. 'Great' she thought to herself. 'If he didn't think I was crazy before he does now.' She had acted so idiotically. Now they were going to have another one of their 'No talking periods' where both is afraid what the other will say. What had happened? Why was it that when everything seemed at it's best everything came crashing down. She wanted to leave. She wanted to get away from here. Maybe leaving would be the best thing. Things were great while they lasted but it was never going to last. Things were just going to keep getting worse from here. Leaving would be the best thing she could possibly do. Right?
One Year And 7 Months Ago
Faith walked into the living room of the neatly furnished apartment. Smiling happily. And why not? She had some to love her and she was living in a great apartment. Life couldn't be better. She looked over toward the phone to see the there was a red light flashing. The answering machine. She went over and hit the button.
"Hi sweet heart its our Julia. You haven't called in a while and I wanted to make sure you were okay. I'm waiting. Love and kisses."
The message ended. Julia? She thought to herself getting a sinking feeling in her stomach. Whose Julia?
Present
Angel sat in his own room reading a book. When Faith walked in.
"Angel about before...."
"It's okay." He said getting up and standing close in front of her. "We don't have to talk about it." He said looking at her smiling.
"Good." She said rapping her arms around his neck. "I just wanted to be with you anyway." She said before they kissed.
Angel sat straight up in bed in complete shock. Still shaken up from the dream.
"WHAT THE HELL?" he said out loud.
What do guys think? I added the dream to push things along a little. It is chapter 12 after all.