(AN, warning, sappy Angel/Canalaness in this chapter, and Buffy's thoughts)
Canala was disgusted at her self for not being able to escape, she was the child of a vampire slayer and a former vampire for God's sake, what was so hard about, Snap, she was free. Just then she heard the door slam. She saw Angel or Angelus as she now knew it was enter the room. Before he even had a chance to enter, she sent a kick straight to his balls, knocking him to the ground. She then grabbed the rocking chair in the corner and crack, it to was broken. Just as she was about to stake him with the sharp edge, she heard a voice command. "Put it down." her mother and an unfamiliar woman entered the room.
"Mom, you don't understand he's evil and…" "Not anymore." The woman said airily, I always carry
An already cursed orb of thesula around." "Angel," said Canala bending down, "Oh my God, I am so sorry sweetie, forgive me?" Angel looked up at her a took her hands in his own. "How can you ask me to forgive you after what Angelus put you through?" Canala looked at him, "Because you're the man I love not Angelus. What he does is not what you do, I know you would never hurt me, and I would never intentional hurt you."
Buffy looked on at this display of affection. How could she have ever hoped to get Angel back again? With her ageing an his eternal youth, it would never work. Then again, she thought, could it? She tried to push the thoughts out of her mind, she had Spike and Canala was happy with Angel, why did she keep thinking all of these thing? She felt disgusted with herself for thinking this, but at the same time the thoughts still lingered.
(Wow, secound update in a week, I got my groove back, kinda)
