For those of you who are not as obsessed with Buffy and Angel as i am, Xander is not with Anya. ( But She may or may not visit him in some way) Anne is a friend of gunns who runs a homeless shelter and was last seen in season two.
I must warn you that i have developed a flaw where i start to write a fic, then half way through i either get bored or loose inspiration for a while and start a new one. But i've already got a lot of plans for this one, so they'll all be completed eventually!
Angel, Gunn, Illyria and Spike stood trapped at the end of the alley, watching the army approach.
"Ok, so, You take the thirty thousand on the left…" started Gunn, clutching his side in pain.
"You're fading. you'll last ten minutes at best," said Illyria.
Gunn smiled weakly. "Then let's make em' memorable."
"In terms of a plan?" asked Spike.
"We fight," was Angels answer.
"Be more specific," said Spike, his voice had the slightest edge of desperation.
"Well personally, I kind of wanna slay the dragon," Angel finished.
"thought as much," Spike muttered under his breath.
"Let's get to work." With the last word, Angel raised his sword in front of him and there was the sound of thunder above.
"Cordelia," said Angel. He was in shock. Unable to believe his own eyes. "I can't believe that your awake!"
"Yeah, well, you'd better believe it," she said with a slight smile. Then she became more serious. "Yes. I'm really here. This is really happening. But….this isn't holiday time
Angel, something bad has happened. Really…."
She was cut off as he wrapped his arms around her. "Ok, oxygen becoming an issue!" she gasped.
"Can you believe it?" Angel turned to face Wesley who had come with him to the hospital when they had received the call.
"Yes. It's truly amazing," his smile said it all. Angel couldn't remember when he'd last seen Wesley smile. He also couldn't remember being this happy in a while either.
" You must have really missed me!" she exclaimed.
"Don't be stupid," Angel replied. "Of course we've missed you. It hasn't been the same…"
"We haven't got time for this," she said after she'd briefly hugged Wesley. "Angel, I'm serious. Something …."
"Bad has happened. I get it," he answered her as they walked out of the hospital. "But whatever it is, we can work through it together. Just like old times."
" I was woken up for a reason Angel. You're not taking me seriously."
He looked a little hurt. "I'm just happy Cordy. I thought you were going to die. We all did. Is it a crime to be happy?"
"If you're too happy? in your case….." her voice trailed off. "Any way, that isn't the point. The point is…it's Connor. His gone missing".
She knew that would work. "What?" said Angel, freezing instantly. "What happened?"
"Who's Connor?"
She turned around to face Wesley. "Please don't tell me you said what I thought you said?"
Wesley shrugged. "I've just…never heard the name before. Is it someone we know?"
Cordelia rolled her eyes and then glared at Angel. "You've got to be kidding me!"
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Italy
Buffy stood on the balcony of her apartment that overlooked the city of Rome. If you had told her last year that she'd be living in Italy, she would have laughed and called you insane. As it was, she could still barely believe it was all real.
She was, as usual, thinking about Spike. She couldn't help it. It had been almost a year now since his death, but his face still haunted her dreams. He had died to save the world. Something else she would have thought impossible. He had changed in the end. He had become a good man. She wondered where he was, if he was all right. Should she have told him that she loved him? Even after all this time, she still didn't know the answer. or if it had been the truth. A knock on the door made her jump. "Just a second," she answered.
The knocking sounded more frantic.
"Alright already, I'm coming/"
She opened the door and it was Andrew. "Well? This had better be important," she said, trying her best to sound angry. It never worked with Andrew. Sure, he had toyed with evil, but now he was just like a little puppy that followed her wherever she went.
"It's Dawn," he told her, his voice completely serious. "I can't find her anywhere. She's missing."
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When Dawn opened her eyes, she couldn't make anything out. It was all blurry and white. But then the room came into focus. It was pretty non descriptive. Grey walls. Seperate beds. A changing and washing area shielded from view. A table. It was a cell. the only thing missing was the way out. there was no door anywhere. It was then she noticed that she wasn't alone. A boy was sitting on a bed opposite hers.
"Hi," she said, a little shyly. He looked at her blankly. She tried again. "I'm Dawn," she held out her hand for him to shake, but he didn't move. "Ok," she muttered. "So…do I know you from somewhere? You seem…familiar. What's you're name?" It was the lamest line in the book but it was true. He did remind her of someone.
"Don't remember," he answered finally.
"You've got amnesia?" she gasped.
He shook his head. "No. I remember…flashes of stuff. It's like I've got two sets of memories, and I don't know which is real. So…I don't know who I am. You wouldn't understand," he looked away.
She shrugged. "I guess not. So…do you know where we are?"
"We're not in America," he answered.
"I'll take that as a no."
It was so weird. A part of Dawn felt like she should be very, very worried. But she felt like she was in a dream. It wasn't really so bad. She knew she didn't belong here. But she wasn't scared. Buffy will come and find us eventually, she thought. It's always how this works.
"I'm kinda tired," she murmured. "I'm gonna go to sleep now."
He looked at her strangely. "But you only just woke up."
She shrugged. "This place drains you i guess," and she lay down on the bed and closed her eyes, not aware of the time passing by.
TBC
Next chapter……Cordelia reveals a little bit more about what's going on and Buffy makes her way to LA with some friends along for the ride…… but only if you want me to continue. Please read and review (it does get better, i promise!!)