1Author- FallenSlayer
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters on Buffy, unfortunately.
Title- Giving up
Setting- During the end of season 2 and beginning of season 3.
Pairings- Buffy and Angel
Rating-PG-13 maybe R later
Authors' Notes- It's my first fic. The song in the it is Britany Spears- evertime.''Buffy thoughts. Xander bashing. Feedback please: or If you want the story just ask.
Summary- What if Buffy wasn't as strong as everyone made her out to be.
Chapter one
The cemetery was silent and dark, the only light was from the full moon which cast an eery white glow over the hundreds on tombstones and mausoleums, giving the cemetery an eery, unsettling feel to anyone brave enough to venture in. Buffy sat on top of one mausoleum looking out into the night deep in though.
- Flashback - Two months earlier
Buffy and Willow were talking as they walked to Willow's house from the Bronze. "So Buffy do you think Angels' given up yet? I mean he hasn't, it's been quieter then usual." Willow asked.
"No I don't think he has Will," Buffy said looking around for any sudden movement as if saying his name would bring something out of hiding. "That's what I'm worried about." Willow looked around getting the feeling she was being watched.
"You think he's planing something?" She inquired. "No I don't think, Will, I know. I can feel it, I don't know how to explain it but I have this, I don't know what it is, but It's there and I don't like it." Buffy stated as the turned on Willow's street.
The neighborhood was quiet except for the barking of a few dogs. "Maybe your just over reacting,." the look on Buffy's face stopped Willow mid-sentence.
"O.K. maybe not but, Buffy what's that?" Willow said pointing to the figure lying on her porch. Signaling for Willow to stay in her spot in the empty driveway as she made her way cautiously to the porch.
Buffy kept her eyes on the figure but kept her senses sharp and muscles taught. Pulling out a stake from her leather jacket, the one Angel had given her, and prepared for an attack that never came.
Buffy walked up the third stair onto the porch and jumped back when the motion light turned on blinding her for a moment. Blinking rapidly Buffy looked down and froze, her blood icing in her veins and tears pooling in her eyes.
There on the porch, was Oz's broken body lying completely still in a pool of blood, his face contorted in absolute fear his empty, cold glazed eyes staring up at her. It was then Buffy noticed the note and black rose pined into Oz's naked chest.
Numbly, Buffy gently pulled out the note and read it. Lost in her own grief and shock Buffy didn't hear Willow's worried calls nor did she see her walk up beside her and scream.
Over the next few weeks they found Jenny's broken body in Giles's bed. Then Cordelia's, barley recognizable, body on Xander's front lawn with a note that read 'Here's to the Queen'. They had all been too shocked with grief to do anything, but Buffy hadn't cried once. Couldn't cry.
- end flashback -
Life went on, the only difference was the accusing, angry, mistrusting looks Giles, Willow and Xander gave her whenever they looked her way.
So many tears Buffy thought. So much pain and it's all my fault Buffy was violently pulled from her thoughts by someone or thing kicking her off the mausoleum to the fleshly cut, dewy grass.
Buffy landed on her butt, hard, with a thud. Looking up Buffy saw the demon of her dreams and cause of her nightmares. Angel. Or rather Angelus smirking at her with that same sexy, heart melting half smile Angel used before, No Buffy thought slowly getting to her feet looking up at his cold vengeful stare 'not the same, not from him'
"Well hello lover, where are all your friends?" Angelus's voice came out like a lovers caress but had the same impact as a punch in the stomach, causing Buffy's insides to melt and a knot to form in her throat.
Before she knew what was what Angelus jumped off the top of the mausoleum and had her pinned against it and his hard body causing Buffy to shudder. "What no snappy comeback lover?" Angelus taunted.
Buffy struggled to loosen his bruising grip on her arms with no success. "Well I figured why waste my breath? When I could just kick your ass." Buffy retaliated, still struggling. Angelus growled and nuzzled Buffy's neck and inhaled her sent. Power, vanilla and all Buffy.
Buffy bit back a moan and the urge the pull him closer. It amazed and infuriated her how her body still reacted to Angel's without him being in it. "Is that really what you want to do Buff?" Angelus asked licking the scar on the side of her neck.
Buffy mewled, it was a needy desperate sound, as she shoved Angelus way from her. Buffy mentally shook her self to get the vivid images of herself and Angelus out of her mind.
Angelus leaned against a tree smirking as her watched his lover fight a losing battle within herself. Buffy looked at him, he waw so beautiful, with his dark almost black spiky hair, full, kissable, smirking lips and deep chocolate brown eyes.
The rest of him was like carved alabaster marble, perfectly crafted from his cheek bones to his rock hard torso and abs to his well toned powerful legs that were now crossed at the ankles, the black leather pants, crimson silk button-up shirt and black boots he wore only emphasizes the predator in him.
The mix of his looks and dangerous, unpredictable behavior painted a picture. A picture Buffy found very appealing. So did her darker instincts she now fought to leash. One side of her hated him and fought the side that willed her to give in to his affections.
No Buffy thought to herself He killed Oz, Jenny, and Cordy. Seeing Buffy steel herself to him, Angelus quickly took the advantage and landed a right hook to Buffy's jaw causing her to stumble but not fall.
"Is that it? Come on I've been hit harder by Xander." Buffy taunted barely dodging Angelus's punch that would have hit her in the face, had it been there, but hit the concrete wall behind her causing it to crumble were his fist contacted.
Buffy grabbed his arm and came back with a left hook and a series of kicks to his mid-section and chest. Angelus flew back through a Greek style column of the mausoleum. He looked up to see Buffy only a few feet away with a stake in her hand coming closer, he also noticed the sky was lighting up dangerously.
Quickly standing, Angelus forcefully grabbed Buffy and slammed her against a cross shaped tombstone, causing stars and red spots to explode behind her eyes. "You know I would love to finish this conversation Buff but it seems we've run out of time."
"No" Buffy said shoving all of her weight and strength into him causing them both to fall Buffy straddled Angelus officially pinning him to the ground with the tip of her stake piercing his chest above his heart.
Angelus looked up at her daring her to finish what she started. "Come on Buffy, do it, you can't can you? You still can't kill me. You had every chance, even after I killed your friends, you still can't kill me." Angelus laughed and punched Buffy with such force it knocked her a good three feet way from him and split her lip.
When Buffy looked up he was gone. She sat there with her thoughts and tears locked in her eyes until the sun came up over the cemetery wall.