Note: I know that Angel was called Liam when he was human. I had just decided to take that element of confusion out of the mix. And as for Angel just taking everything that Buffy said, just wait.

Chapter 4: The Healing Process

Buffy healed fast. It was what she had expected, she was the Slayer. But it shocked the hell out of Angel and his parents. She looked at the man who was taking such good care of her, and it took some getting used to seeing the man who looked like the man who had taken her heart, and given her a ring, and yet realize that it wasn't really him. This was a boy who used his father's money, and drank all night, and slept with who knows how many women. The man that she loved was created by the suffering that his soulless vampire self had created with it's horrific acts.

But to see him happy, in the light, and with a beating heart, she knew that it wouldn't take long for her to fall completely in love with this Angel. The one that she could have a future with. If she overlooked the fact that she had been thrown back in time more than two centuries, and he had shown very little interest of anything romantic. But, she had to remind herself, this wasn't the 20th century. This was 18th century Ireland, where men and women weren't even allowed in the same room alone unless the man was a doctor, a priest, her father, her brother, or her husband.

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Angel couldn't believe it. She had almost bled to death not three days ago, and despite his and his mother's best efforts, Buffy had gotten out of bed the previous day, and while moving a little slow, she seemed like nothing had happened. She said that she knew him in the future, that she had saved him from a demon. It sure was a shame that the girl was not all there in the head. Because if her story had been true, and he had given her the ring on her finger, that would make her his wife. And despite the story, which was of course crazy, she was just the kind of woman that he had always wanted and could never find. Strong, intelligent, and not interested to simply wed well and live in luxury popping out babies for some baron.

He would marry her. And he might have to. He was getting some nasty looks from his father at dinner, and it was obvious that his mother was the only reason that he wasn't already married to her. Of course, if his father had insisted on it, he wouldn't have fought it, but he was sure that Buffy would. All she could talk about was getting home to her sister.

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William Winston rode into Galway. He wasn't interested in seeing the sights however. To the world it was considered beneath a man of his stature to have to come to such a putrid town. He was an Oxford educated man for god's sake. What the world didn't know, that his education wasn't to become a gentleman of leisure. It was to lead the world's fight against Vampires, Demons, and the Forces of Darkness. Slayers came and went, but the Watcher's council they were forever. "Mr. Clarke, could you say where they read the slayer's presence?"

"Yes sir, it was coming from that lane of prominent houses. They said that it was pretty steady coming from the corner house." He said pointing at the street where Angel's family owned their house.

"Well, lets look for our girl than."

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Buffy had gotten up that day feeling like nothing had happened. If it wasn't for the new scar that was now adorning her side, she wouldn't have believed that it had happened. Buffy was out helping Angel's mother in the family garden in which she grew herbs and vegetables for the families use.

The family had been surprised and almost horrified at how fast Buffy had healed. Buffy insisted that it wasn't that bad to begin with. To her surprise the only people who could have told the truth about how bad the wound was, Angel and his mother, didn't say anything.

So here she was, getting her hands dirty and wondering what she was going to do next, when two men showed up. They were in suits, but by their walk, Buffy could tell that they could handle their selves in a fight. "Excuse me, Madame," They asked, looking at Angel's mother, "Would your husband be at home?"

"No, I'm sorry, but my son is about, I'll go get him."

"Is this your daughter?"

"No, she be my son's betrothed. They are due to be married next week."

"Well then congratulations are in order."

"Thank you, now, Elizabeth, would you lead them to the study?"

She just nodded to Angel's mother and led the way. The tones in their voices and the way that they looked at her told her one thing, these men were from the Watcher's council. She didn't know how she knew it, but she did. It was like some voice in her head that was giving her tips on a test. And she knew that is she opened her mouth, it would give everything away, and she'd have to run, probably leaving Angel behind. And she couldn't do that.

The two men followed them, whispering. They entered the house and headed to the room where Angel was doing the books for his father, where as soon as they entered, the men went for Buffy. She could tell that they meant to kill her, but she was the slayer. Had been for over 8 years, and was stronger than ever. She grabbed the knife from the younger man who had gone for her and with quick swift moves had taken out the two men from the Watcher's council.

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Angel watched in fascination as this slight girl took out two large men, each over 6 feet tall without hardly thinking. "What?" She said when he looked at her like she had three heads, "After slaying Vampires, Demons, the First, that two humans, male or no, would be anything other than slapping away flies. No, their not dead, I want to ask them why their here."

"Who do you think they are."

"Oh, I'll give anything that their from the Watcher's council. They got those Phycic people who can read wherever the Slayer is through her powers, and mine just appeared out of nowhere, and they have a problem because two slayers exist, and the proverb says that there can only be one."

"So, what are you going to do to them?"

"Oh, I have a very effective interrogation method."

"And what's that?"

"Threaten to beat the crap out of them till they talk. Works very well."

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William Winston woke to find the women and man in the study. And he knew that he should be more afraid of the woman than the man. "Who are you? What do you want?" The woman asked in a tone of voice that said the she was used to being in charge. The Slayer.

"There can only be one Slayer. There was already one in Germany, still is, and therefore the ancient laws say there can only be one slayer. Yet you came into power, how is that?"

"Oh, the whole, only one slayer in all the world rule. Yeah, wait a few centuries bud. But as to how am I here. I don't know. I will be a slayer in 1996. I got here through some strange magic that I don't understand. But you just gave me an idea. You are a watcher, right?"

"I am the head of the watcher's council."

"Good you are going to take myself and my husband here right into the heart of your little boys club."

"Why would I do that?"

"Well, you know that I'm not allowed to kill humans, but they never said anything about not letting your husband ruff you around a little bit. Bet you didn't make this rule, because you never expected a slayer to have friends never mind a husband. Well, I've got both, so live with it. So, husband," she said, "You up to a trip to London?"

"Love to." God, if she ever knew the truth! Angel told himself, if she ever knew.

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