Disclaimer: If I owned them would I be sitting here writing this story about Buffy and Angel being together, when, if I owned them, they'd already be together, cause they're soul mates and Angel is so selfish for thinking his love is not enough for Buffy???? The answer would be no.
Dedication: To everyone who has made a contribution to the world!!
Summary: AU!! B/A!! What if Buffy is Angel's sire instead of Darla? She comes to Sunnydale to find Angel with a soul, a son, and helping the Slayer, while she is a soulless vampire! Can they ever be together?
Spoilers: Nothing I can think of.
Reviews: Yeah, or I'll die of lack of oxygen.
"We just wait until the time is right." Chandra answered, lying on her back.
Chander frowned, "When the time is right for what?"
"When the time is right for us to go down there and help fight." Chandra sighed.
"And when will that be?" Her brother demanded.
Chandra smirked. "When the time is right." She repeated softly.
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Willow leaned into Oz, as Anya fished the Magic Box keys out of her bag.
"What exactly do you need?" Anya asked, leading them all into the dark, musty shop.
Willow shrugged and walked slowly towards the table. "A black candle, some lavender and a rose quartz."
Anya nodded, dragging Xander behind her, "Well, you know where everything is."
Willow smiled, flustered, as Anya and Xander disappeared into the back.
Oz shook his head in amusement and followed Willow around the shop helping her collect the items she needed.
The bell sounded and two teenage girls enetered the shop. The taller of the two was gazing around the shop with hardly contained excitement in her large green eyes. The other held a large black bag and surveyed the shop with a critical eye.
Oz gently distracted Willow from a swirling orb and motioned to the two girls.
Willow's face broke into a surprised smile. "Rain?" She asked apprehensively, unsure of who the pale, willowy girl was.
The girl looked at her and grinned happily, "Willow!" She cried, her English accent soft and gentle.
They hugged warmly.
"What are you doing back in Sunnydale?" Willow demanded, "I thought you moved to England three years ago?"
Rain nodded excitedly, "I did! But I've come back to... visit old friends!"
Willow smiled widely, "You're the same age as me aren't you? Eighteen?"
Again, Rain nodded, "Oh, this is Sasi." Rain introduced the small girl next to her, "She's a fellow Wiccan, English and fourteen."
'Sasi' shot her a glare, smiled stiffly at Willow and then moved off to examine a pack of tarot cards.
"Fourteen?" Willow asked uncertainly, eyeing Sasi warily.
Rain nodded, "She's my cousin."
"Oh." Willow turned to Oz startled as he coughed lightly, "Oh, Rain this is Oz, my boyfriend. Oz,Rain."
Rain and Oz exchanged smiles and nods.
Sasi turned to them. "Does anyone work here?" She asked coldly.
"Me!" Anya chirped happily, emerging from the back with a red-faced Xander in tow.
Willow watched as Sasi observed Xander blankly, before paying for her items. Willow noticed with uneasiness that all of Sasi's ingrediants were all closely linked tom the Moon. Glancing at Rain, who was happily chatting animatedly to Oz, she got the feeling that Sasi was more that she let on.
Willow walked to the corridor to buy her purchases, her eyes still fixed on Sasi, as the young girl tapped Rain on the shoulder and motioned silently towards the door. Rain nodded, turned and spoke again to Oz before smiling and waving to Willow. Willow waved slowly back, taking the bag that Anya passed to her.
"Are you alright Wills?"
Willow looked up into Xander's concernmed face and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." She murmured.
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"She asked me why I was witha fourteen year old."
Sasi glanced at her friend as they walked quickly along the street. "She did?"
Rain nodded, "Mmm, I said you were my cousin."
Sasi snorted. "Um, okay. Did you say why we were here?"
"I mentioned seeing old friends." Rain replied, side-stepping an old man.
"Does that include her?"
"Yes."
Sasi nodded. "Okay, we need to throw her off the scent."
Rain looked down at the brunette. "They already know we're Wiccans." She reminded.
Sasi nodded impatiently, feeling that her ehad was going to drop off. "Yes, that's alright. As long as she doesn't look up any spells to do with the ingrediants then we should be fine."
"She should have guessed about them being connected by the Moon."
Sasi shrugged. "So? To her we're just harmless Wiccans doing a Moon ritual. She'll never find out."
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Nelo sighed happily as she left the shop clutching two new bags. Looking around, she made her way to a small cafe she had passed a while back. Pushing her way through the crowds, she caught sight of a window display showing bags. The small blonde stood on tiptoes and was so busy trying to see the display that she didn't notice when someone bumped into her.
"Um, excuse me?"
Nelo whirled round and found a tall brunette glaring down at her. "Yes?"
"You owe me an apology." The girl stated sharply.
"Oh, okay. I'm sorry." Nelo turned round, only to find herself being dragged back by a rough tug.
"Do you even know what you're apologising for?" The girl screeched, making the surrounding crowd fall silent.
A dark-haired man sidled up to her. "Okay, Cordy, let's just go."
"No!" Cordelia cried. She stared at Nelo. "What's your name?"
Nelo's large green eyes widened with terror. "Nelo." She answered.
Cordelia sighed impatiently, "Nelo what?" She snapped.
Nelo shrugged. "Just Nelo."
The man tugged on Cordelia's arm. "Just leave the kid alone Cordelia." He turned and smiled at Nelo. "Don't mind Cordelia, Nelo, she's just paranoid that someone's going to pour water over her and that her make-up will run, her hair will frizz and her clothes will shrink and become way too tight."
Cordelia glared at him. "My hair does not frizz." She hissed.
The man rasied an eyebrow.
"Anyway, this is coming from Doyle, the man who comes home pissed every night!"
Doyle shrugged and grinned cheerfully, "You put alot of pressure on me, 'Delia." He said, winking at Nelo.
Nelo smiled, "Look, I've got to go, but thanks."
Cordelia smiled brightly, "Well, nice to meet you Nelo. I'm Cordelia Chase. Your father doesn;t happen to be a huge Hollywaood actor does he?"
Doyle groaned and pulled her itno the crowd. "Goodbye Nelo!" He called back.
Nelo waved goodbye, even though both brunettes had disappeared into the throngs of people. She looked at her watch and sighed. "I'd better be getting back." She muttered.
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"So, you are incrediably strong and can heal almost immediatly after a wound is inflicted?"
Buffy nodded, a small smile creeping onto her face as she watched Giles bury his head into a large leather bound book. "Only i I have recently feed."
"It says here that you were in possesion of the Book of Life and Death." He looked up at her, hope and disbelief showing in his eyes.
Buffy squirmed slightly in her seat and nodded, "Yeah, I had it, but I hid it in a place that only I know about."
They both looked up as Angel stormed down the stairs, an expression of pure rage and another emotion that Buffy wasn't sure of. A half-smile graced his flawless features as he saw Giles was standing across the room from Buffy at the small table. "How are you doing?" He asked, taking a seat next to his Sire.
"Fine." Buffy answered.
"Did you know that Buffy knows where the Book of Life and Death resides?" Giles asked sharply.
Angel frowned slightly and looked at Buffy. "You do?"
Buffy nodded as Lorne came tearing down the stairs at break neck speed.
"Angel-cakes, don't hurt him! I suppose in a way Buffy would be attracted to Giles seeing as she's nearly as old as hi-" He broke off as he noticed that no-one was fighting and, instead, were sitting down.
"You were saying Lorne?" Giles demanded, pushing his glasses further up his nose.
Lorne shrugged. "I was?" He asked cheerfully, "How are things going?"
"Apparently Buffy knows where the Book of Life and Death is." Angel told him.
Lorne stared at the small blonde. "Really? Cool."
Giles rolled his eyes and scanned the page, "It also says that you are connected to a prophecy." He looked at the Vampiress for conformation.
"That actually involves all of the line from Aurelis," Buffy said, "Except the Master."
Giles frowned. "And Darla has recently appeared?"
"Appeared? She staked herself." Angel pointed out.
"So, she's been risen." Buffy shrugged, "It could be any number of reasons. Someone may have wanted to recreate a powerful vampire but accidently made Darla rise from her ashes."
"But surely she's have to be risen from her own ashes?" Lorne asked, leaning against the wall.
All three turned to Giles.
"Well," Giles coughed, removed his glasses and cleaned them, "A person doesn't necessarily need all the vampires ashes to rise that vampire. They only need a pinch. But if they wanted to rise the vampire stronger than most fledging vampires then they'd need as much of the ashes as they can get."
"So, basically the more ashes you get of that vampire, the stronger it shall be when risen?" Lorne asked.
Giles nodded, "Like making a vampire. The more blood the Sire gives, the stronger the fledging becomes, thus either making the fledging a minion or Childe."
"But if you were to rise a vampire, how would you get the ashes?" Buffy asked, her normlly bright green eyes dull and weary.
"A spell most likely." Giles answered, "To draw all the ashes to the person who wants to rise the vampire."
"If all this is true." Angel said, "Who would actually want to rise a vampire?" Seeing the confusion in Buffy and Lorne's gazes he explained himself, "I mean, anyone could go to a normal vampire, give him blood or money and then ask him to do whatever they want. Why go to all the trouble of rising one?"
"Maybe the couldn't find a vampire strong enough." Buffy suggested, shrugging.
"Or maybe this someone wants the Aurelis prophecy to begin." Giles said. He hesitated before looking at Buffy, "Do you happen to know the prophecy?"
Buffy shook her head slowly. "No, sorry." She answered softly.
Giles nodded and looked at Lorne. "Lorne, I need you to get Doyle and Anya and see if you can get any information about Darla's rising. Me and Connor will scour the libary to see if any books contain information about this prophecy." He glanced at Buffy and Angel, "Why don't you two spar? Practice your techniques."
Angel nodded and turned to Buffy as the ex-watcher and Demon went up the stairs, "Who are the Stakers?" He asked gently.
Buffy looked at him, surprise, evident in her eyes, that he had remembered, "I had a younger sister." She said quietly, "When I was turned I killed my whole family apart from my sister." Seeing Angel open his mouth to say something, she held up her hand to stop him, "Don't ask why. I just did. Anyway, my sister saw what I had become and cowed to kill th creature that possessed me. She passed this determination and hatred to kill me down to her eldest daughter and so on and so on, until we reach this day where out there somewhere is my great grand-something neice who was taken the vow to kill me."
Angel took her hand and caressed it softly. "Why do they call themselves the Stakers?" He asked gently, after a moment of silence.
Buffy shrugged. "Who knows?" She looked up and met Angel's deep dark brown gaze. She smiled and softly stroked the side of his face with her free hand. "You haven't changed a bit." She whispered.
"In here I have." Angel murmured, drowning in her gaze of hazel and green.
Buffy slowly moved her head forwards and gently met his lips with his own."To me you haven't changed a bit." She murmured against his lips.
Angel pulled away and stared at her. "What?" He snapped.
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