Summary: It's 1968 and Angel has found a moment of perfect happiness. Just what it means for Buffy 30 years later remains to be seen. Not happy with the title, so this may change. Will take place at the beginning of Buffy/Season 2, but will deviate from original story line. Almost totally AU. Buffy/Angelus. And Darla's still alive.
Disclaimers: Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon own it all. I'm just doing this for fun, and hopefully entertainment
The ride back to Giles was spent in relative silence. Buffy, Angel, Spike and Oz had left together, leaving the rest of the group to pile into Cordelia's car. She looked in her rear view mirror at Xander. He was trying to understand this change in all his friends and it was hard for him. She never thought her heart would ever hurt for another person, but this thing she felt for him brought out her protective side. A side she didn't even know she possessed.
"Cordelia, red light?" Giles realized how preoccupied the girl was and saw she was about to run the light.
"Ooops!" She laughed. "Like I never did that before. No biggie."
Pulling up in front of Giles' building, Willow and Kendra got out of the back seat, Xander moving a little slower.
"Kendra, would you like a little company? It is Saturday night, no school tomorrow. We could come up for a bit." She looked over at Xander and Cordelia. "Right?"
"Yeah, why not? Saturday night at the Harris household is definitely something that should be missed."
Cordelia hesitated. "Umm, okay. Just for a little while though." She should be anywhere but here. Her other friends were probably all at the Bronze and here she was, hanging with a killing machine and a couple of nerds. The really weird thing was, she considered one of them her nerd.
On the way to his apartment, Giles turned to the assembled group. "Alright. Let's meet tomorrow afternoon, say 3:00 at the library? That will give me time to make some phone calls and do some proper research. I think I have this figured out, but I want to make sure before we see Angel again." Giles didn't like the way Angelus had somehow taken the lead in this and the fact that he deferred to him in this situation, but he supposed he should be grateful Angel wasn't trying to wake Acathla himself. Angel was a bit of a puzzle, but once this latest crisis was past, he'd ask Jenny for help in figuring this one out.
Xander moaned. "Research on a Sunday? How about a day of rest? It's what most normal people do."
"Most normal people don't live on the Hellmouth Xander." Willow was trying to make the best of a very nerve-wracking situation. "We have to stop this. Hell would be a very big bad."
Cordelia rolled her eyes. "Stop your bitching Harris. Buffy and Angel and Giles do all the hard stuff." She looked at Giles. "We'll bring donuts?"
"Some of those jelly filled ones. Yes?"
"Yes, I'll get up early and get them before they run out." Cordelia followed Kendra up to Buffy's apartment.
Willow looked in confusion at Xander. "What's up with Cordy?"
Xander just shrugged, but smiled and followed behind Cordelia. He loved to walk behind her going up stairs, hell he liked to walk behind her going just about anywhere.
Cordelia felt his eyes on her so she stood a little bit straighter and swayed her hips just a little bit more.
Xander dipped a piece of celery in the jar of crunchy peanut butter. "So you guys really think the Buffster and dead boy are for real and forever, huh? It just all seems so unreal, you know? One minute we're studying for a history exam and the next Buffy has her own place and is spending nights with her 250 year old boyfriend. Did I mention, so unreal?"
"Don't mean to break the rose colored specs Harris, but living on a Hellmouth? Buffy dying once already? Demons and vampires and werewolves, oh my? There is no reality in this serial called life. Deal." Cordelia added another scoop of cookie dough ice cream to her bowl. I am so going to regret this in the morning when I step on the scale, she thought. So, I simply will not step on the scale until I am totally positive we are not all going to be living in hell. She sprayed some whipped cream on top just for good measure before walking back into the living room.
"It's love you guys." Willow munched on her cookie, thinking of Buffy, but also of Oz and for some inexplicable reason, Spike. Weird. "It's like they were meant to be or something. Soulmates."
"Earth to Willow, Angelus has no soul." Even Xander found that hard to believe, but the moony look in her eyes made him say it.
Kendra was the one to speak up to this. "I don't believe for a moment he had no soul. He could never love so completely without one. He may deny it himself, but I know even he doubts it."
"Soul schmole, he's totally hot, and as much as I hate to admit it, at times so is Buffy. They are totally physically attracted to one another. I mean, she puts her life on the line every single night, is it a surprise to any of you that she wants to get some good boinking in before she bites the big one?" Cordelia was so surprised that none of these guys had thought of that.
"You know Cordy, we all put our lives on the line quite often. Have you thought you might want some good boinking before we bite the big one?" Xander waggled his eyebrows at her and she burst out laughing before she could stop herself.
Willow coughed and looked at Kendra, who was smiling at the very peculiar twosome.
"How about you Willow?" Cordelia set her bowl down. "Are you considering the possibilities of romance with Oz?"
"Oh come on Cordelia. The guy's a werewolf. I mean he's kinda nice and even from another guys perspective, cool. But still, he's a demon." The thought upset Xander, his other best friend falling for a demon too.
"Xander, Oz is more than cool. He's super cool and he plays in a band and he's a cutie. Who wouldn't want to spend time with him, and I don't mean as a study partner." She said this looking straight at Willow.
Willow sighed. "I have no problems with it. I mean even Spike told me I should go for it, but Oz is afraid to hurt me. He hasn't even turned yet and he's freaked. I mean, not that I blame him. But he still has another day before he needs to worry and he asked Angel to lock him up for the night."
Kendra patted the young girls shoulder. "I tink maybe once he gets used ta the idea of what he is he's bound ta come around. Who could resist ya?"
Willow smiled at her. "Kendra? Would you like me to stay over tonight? My folks are out of town and to be honest, I don't really feel like being by myself."
"Dat would be nice Willow. We could have a slumber party. I never been ta one." She smiled at the thought of having a few friends in her life.
"Oh, can I stay? I've never been to a slumber party either?" Xander couldn't resist.
"Get up Harris, we are out of here. Now!" Cordelia grabbed his hand and pulled him up.
"Guess that means we are outta here." He looked at his watch, close to two, the 'rents would be out cold.
"Have fun slumbering." Cordelia waved her hand at the two girls.
"Sure you don't want to join us Cordelia?" Willow was really trying with Xander choice.
"Thanks, but no room and the thought of sleeping in Buffy's bed after she and Angel…well, just cannot go there." She pulled at Xander as he winced at the images Cordelia pulled up.
"Later." He waved at the girls.
"Now tell me once more why Spike has to stay here." Buffy was collecting her things to hop into the shower.
"He can be a huge help to us and he has nowhere else to go." She went to Angel and started to unbutton his shirt.
"Do you trust him?" She had his belt buckle undone and was working on his pants, causing him to smile at her handiwork.
He thought for a moment. "Trust him enough. He needs me right now." He divested himself of all clothes and made quick work of hers. Lifting her in his arms he threw her onto the bed. "I want to stop talking about him."
"Shower." She tried to get up, but was trapped under the full weight of his body.
Using his knee to spread her legs apart, he grunted. "Later."
She felt the heat spread quickly throughout her body as she wrapped her legs around his waist, inviting him in. He entered her in one swift movement, causing both of them to spin out of control.
A while later, Angel still inside Buffy, unwilling to separate from her, she looked into his sleepy eyes. "What's bloodplay?"
He rolled off of her, causing an empty ache in her. He leaned up on one arm and looked at her. "Where the hell did you hear that?" As if he didn't know.
"Well," she fingered the silk sheets, "Spike might've mentioned it. But he wouldn't tell me what it was." She took in the gold flecks that were forming in his eyes. Buffy ran her fingers around his eyes, entrance by the passion she saw there. "Show me." She lay back, removing the sheets that covered their bodies. Offering herself up to him. Wordlessly begging him to do his will.
He felt as if he was going to explode with his unreleased need and he was afraid of frightening her with it, as well.
"I feel it too. Don't coddle me, I can take anything you have, I want it all Angelus. Please, give me all you have. Don't hold back from me." Her breathing was coming in small gasps, her excitement barely containable. She felt as if she were about to spontaneously combust.
He growled deep in his chest. "Once this begins Buff, we can't stop. I can't stop. If you have any doubts, now's the time to voice them. In a few seconds it'll be too late."
She answered him by wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him to her. "All that I am is for you." She kissed him deeply and gave herself to him, body and soul.
Angelus was lost in her, once again. It seemed they had been fucking for hours, days. But this time, when he felt her about to orgasm for the tenth, one hundredth, one thousandth time, he pulled back from her and morphed into his demon visage. "Open your eyes Buff, see me for who I am."
"They were never closed." She breathlessly laughed. Her body tensed, feeling the waves hit her once again. Only now, she turned her head, offering her neck to her lover.
Angelus was thrown over the edge of ecstasy. He drew his tongue across her neck and bit down, drinking of her slayer blood. Taking only a small amount, but enough to send them both into waves of unending rapture. Angel was the first to come back to himself, shaking with the intensity of their most recent encounter, the power he felt from her blood, he ran his tongue over the two puncture marks, sealing them.
Quivering, she drew herself as close as she could to her lover. The feeling of closeness never like this before. She felt no separation, they were one.
"Do you feel it?" She asked, her voice filled with wonder.
"I feel it. There will never be a time when we will be apart. Are you okay with this?" He held her to him, afraid of her answer.
She laughed. "That was such a given, silly." She kissed him and fell into a deep sleep.
Angelus looked at the already healed scar on her throat and felt a deep, primal rush of possession. She held his mark, she was his. Anyone crossing that boundary would suffer untold miseries at his hand. She snuggled deeper into him and he wrapped his arms around her, falling into a dreamless sleep.
"Cordelia, you missed my street." Xander looked over at his under-cover girlfriend.
"No I didn't."
He looked at her in confusion. "Okay, where are we going? Kinda late here. Missed all the Bronze action. Not that you'd actually go there with me, but…what's the deal?"
She pulled into her driveway and stopped the car. "I want you to stay with me tonight." Cordelia was looking down, into her hands. Her voice not filled with the usual Cordelia confidence.
"Babe, we're going to make it through this. We are so not going to die. You are going to live for a very long time." He tried to see into her face, but she wouldn't turn towards him.
"Sometime, somewhere, it's all going to be over. I don't want to wait until it's too late Xander. What if something happens to you? I mean, you're always taking these stupid chances for her, for them. I don't want to have regrets some day, I don't want to think how it could've been." She lifted her head and looked into his eyes and he saw her unshed tears. For me? He thought.
"Cordy, baby, it's gonna be okay. It's always okay. You don't have to do this because you think we won't have time. We have time, we'll have plenty of time." What the hell am I doing? He thought. I have a chance to finally do it with Cordelia Chase and I'm being noble? What is wrong with you Harris?
"Please Xander, I don't want to be alone. I'm always alone. Don't leave me tonight." Cordelia couldn't believe it, here she was, offering herself up to her kinda boyfriend and he was trying to talk her out of it.
Xander leaned over and kissed her. The sweetest, most gentlest kiss she had ever experienced. He then opened his door, walked over and opened hers and took her hand. "Let's go inside."
Cordelia looked up into his eyes and knew this was not a mistake. She smiled and let him take the lead.