Ch. 6 Settling In
"So Connor would you mind showing us our rooms?" Buffy asked.
"Sure, I think tha-
"It's okay, I got it Connor." Angel says coming out of his office.
Buffy looks at him, then looks at Erin silently asking what happened and if she was ok.
Erin just smiles.
"Well then get a move on A, I gotta catch up on my beauty sleep." Faith says with a smirk and starts for the stairs."
Erin follows her.
Buffy smiles at Angel.
You say hello, inside I'm screaming I love you
"What did you and Erin talk about?"
"Her, her life, her family. We got to know each other. Or at least I did. She is very smart."
"I know, when I first met her, I was amazed, she was so mature for her age."
"Just like someone else I know."
Buffy smirks.
"Well, that tends to happen when you are nineteen and have a daughter…who's fourteen."
They both smile. Only Angel's quite a bit smaller than Buffy's.
"I better get upstairs to settle in and help Erin."
"I ca-
"No, its ok. I can handle it. You probably have a lot to do."
Yea, something like brood in the dark and cry like a baby.
"Um, ok, if you're sure."
"'Night Angel."
You say goodnight, in my mind
I'm sleeping next to you
"Goodnight Buffy."
You drive away from my car crash of a heart
And I don't know
But you gave me the best mixtape I have
And even all the bad songs ain't so bad
I just wish there was so much more
About me and you
You need to go after her! YOU NEED TO GET MY MATE BACK!
'How am I supposed to do that.'
Uh duh you fucking idiot, you run after her tell her you love her, then screw her brains out.
'No, I mean she probably has a boyfriend'
You talk to him, and it burns me like the sun
You talk to her, and you say that you feel like he's the one
I talk to me, but you can't hear the pain I feel
You don't know
You're gonna let some pansy-ass boy take our mate, kiss her, touch her,have-
'Shut up!'
She doesn't have a boyfriend, we would have smelt him on her. And the only thing I smelled was that delicious vanilla scent of hers. Even if she had a boyfriend, I don't think he would let his girlfriend live with her ex.
'I can't'
Why the hell not!
'BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW IF SHE LOVES ME ANYMORE!'
Cause you gave me the best mixtape I have
And even all the sad songs ain't so sad
I only wish that there was more than that
About me and you
She loves us, you just can't see it.
Do you love her?
'Yes'
And you want to raise Erin with her?
'Yes'
Then get her back you dumb-ass!
Angel was quiet then he slowly smirks.
'I will'
Oh, don't turn around and say bye again
Yeah it crushes my head when you call me
Your friend and I'm not the same person
From back in the day in the back of the class
That you thought was gay
No I can't find the words cause I lost them
The minute they fell out of my mouth
And it's love and I'm in it, so give me your lips
And just let me kiss 'em
And lets get messed up and listen to probably…
The best mixtape I have
And even all the bad songs ain't so bad
I just wish there was so much more
About me and you
About me and you
About me and you
About me and you
About me and you
About me and you
"Ok, B which one you want?"
"You guys pick first."
"Ok, I'll take last one, I hope E takes the first one because she snores so –
"I do not!"
"Yes you do."
"No I don't!"
"Yes-
"Alright alright, I will take the first one, Faith you take the middle, and Erin you take the last one."
"Fine."
"Ok B that's cool."
They all grab their stuff and head to their rooms.
(Erin in her room)
She puts her two bags on the bed, and unzips the first one. The bed has a mattress that has a very faint blue pattern on it and one white pillow. On the right side of the bed there is a nightstand between the bed and the wall with a small blue lamp on it. On that wall there is a window with a white shade on it. Opposite to the bed there is a wood dresser with three rows of drawers.
Above the dresser there is a large mirror.
Out of the first bag she takes out a black fleece blanket out and lays it on the bed carefully so it is even. The blanket has a design on it, a giant red heart with a stake going through it.
She had bought the blanket, then asked Willow to put the design on it with her magic.
She takes out some black jeans and folds them and puts them in the bottom drawer of the dresser. The same with her other regular jeans.
Out of the bag she lifts out some more shirts, all dark colors, and goes over to the closet.
'Wow, there is actually hangers in here. Wooden hangers? Why did he have wooden hangers in here?'
Erin shakes her head and continues to hang up all her clothes, not that there is much. The rest of her clothes were coming with Willow.
'When is she coming tommorow anyway?'
Done with that bag, she unzips the second one. On the very top is one of her most prized possessions. When Whistler came to get her, she couldn't bring much of anything with, but she brought a few small items close to her heart.
She takes out the picture frame reverently between her hands.
It was a picture of her family.
They were at her house (mansion), and they had just finished with her first patrol, where she had killed her first vampire.
They were sitting on the couch all snuggled together. All of them were smiling, pride in her mother and fathers eyes, but most of all love.
Love.
She had never felt so proud and loved and safe as that night.
It was exactly three weeks before the apocalypse came, and she lost all her family. Mom, dad, grandpa Giles, her aunts and uncles, everyone.
She let loose a tear.
'I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you. I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough.'
She wiped the tears away angrily. She had to be strong. Stonger than she was before. She was too weak before, and it cost her her family.
She left the frame on the bed, and continued unpacking. She put three other frames on her dresser. One of just her mom and dad, their arms around each other smiling into the other face. One of her and her friend. Her best friend Sage.
'I wonder how she is. After we stopped the apocalypse I never got to say goodbye to her.' Not before she had to leave with Whistler.
The last one was a recent picture. It was of Bu- her mom, Faith Willow, and her. They were all sitting on their black leather couch Faith had fought tooth and nail for. It looked a lot like the picture of her mom, her dad and her.
Also on the dresser she put her small black makeup bag with her cosmetics and her toothbrush and paste, and a brush.
The brush was made of real silver and had the nicest bristles money can buy.
It was a gift from her dad for her 7th birthday.
FLASHBACK:
"Oh I love it daddy it's so pretty!"
A seven year old Erin hops up from the chair she was sitting on and runs to Angel who picks her up and gives her a bear hug.
"I knew you would Kat."
NEXT FLASHBACK:
Angel sitting on a big four-poster bed with little Erin in front of him brushing her long beautiful curly chestnut hair. He brushes it once more, then, "Ready for bed little one?"
Buffy comes into the room.
"Can I have a story first?"
Buffy smiles and gets onto the bed and snuggles in with Angel and Erin.
"Ok," he starts and lets Erin snuggle into his chest, cozy in her light pink satin nightgown and robe that Buffy had given her.
"There once was a beautiful princess, with hair so shiny and as dark and silky as chocolate. Her mother, blonde and bright as the sun, brushed her hair and made it into a bun so that her crown would fit nicely on her small head. She put the princess in the most beautiful dress for her birthday. Today she was-
END FLASHBACK:
They all fell asleep together on her mom and dad's big comfy bed.
Cocooned in love and contentedness.
She put the brush on the dresser.
It was a nice memory. But that's all it was.
A memory.
She pulled out another pair of black leather boots, and a pair of black and red men's Nike sneakers. She liked them better than the women's. She put them in the bottom of the closet.
After she did this she pulled out two rolled up posters, one for Poison and on for the Beastie Boys. She put them up on the wall opposite of the wall with the window.
Finally she finished. She unlaced her boots as she sat on the bed, then took off the shirt and pants and bra she was wearing. Then she opened the second drawer of the dresser and pulled out black satin pant pajamas.
With a sigh pulled both bags off the bed, but not before she grabbed her CD player. She climbed under her black blanket and put her headphones on and pressed play. She closed her eyes and snuggled into the pillow as the music started.
We'll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don't need
Anything
Or anyone
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words