Due to popular demand, I have finished chapter seven. So here it is...It is extremely short, and is to sort of a "soother" until I finish the next two parts of this. Enjoy this chapter...I tell ya, the next two parts are going to be doozies!

Same disclaimer and rating apply.

MAJOR thanks to my reviewers...if it weren't for you I so would not be continuing right now!

This goes out to my Best Friend Ash; if it weren't for her addiction for Angel (which amazingly rivals my own) I wouldn't know how to continue!

So here it is, the seventh part of Stuck in the Past

Choices Pt 1

Buffy clutched tightly to Angel's hand, thankful that he had super-human strength, for the grip she had would have surely crushed a few bones, if not all of the ones in his left hand. Digging her finger nails deeper into his palm, she smiled sheepishly at his warning hiss and reluctantly loosened her grip. Glancing around them, she shivered. The place was too white for her liking...it was almost like a hospital. Shuddering again, she sighed thankfully when Angel released his hand from her death-like grip to wrap his arm around her shoulders.

"Where are we?" Buffy continued to look around; a little worried at the strange feeling that was assaulting her senses.

"I'm not sure." Angel replied, hoping something would appear and give them an indication as to their location. Sighing as nothing moved, Angel pulled Buffy closer to him. The atmosphere they were forced to stand in was anything but comfortable, and from the way her mouth was drawn in a tight line, Buffy was obviously not impressed with this place. Though who could blame her?

"Greetings Warriors!" A voice called, a body appearing shortly after, followed by another seconds later.

"Who are you?" Buffy clenched her fists. These people had dragged her away from her friends, to bring her here, and they sounded cheerful about it. Rude!

"We are the ever faithful Powers That Be, PTB for short!" A pretty female smiled and waved slightly, ignoring the glare her brother sent her way.

"Are you responsible for us going to the past?" Angel asked, his arm wrapped tightly around Buffy, in an attempt to hold her still – the murderous look on her face was not helping the situation much.

The man nodded solemnly. "We had to test the strength of your love. As it is, you married – deciding that spending your lives together was more important than spending it apart."

Buffy stiffened. "I remember you now!" she exclaimed staring at the silent male. "You were the minister." She frowned, "does that mean we are not exactly married?"

The lady smiled. "Oh no, if anything your marriage is stronger than your average marriage. You two are not bonded by name alone, but also body and soul. You are one."

Buffy glanced up at Angel, happy to see what she was feeling reflected back at her through Angel's dark fathomless eyes. Reaching behind her, she took his hand in her own and gave it a gentle squeeze, such a contrast from the grip she had on it moments before.

"Why are we here though?" Buffy asked, pulling her gaze from Angel's.

The Lady smiled softly. "We need to give you one final test before we give you what your heart truly desires. We have a choice set up for the both of you. You will be guided through what your life could have been, had you not been pulled to the past. You will have guides which will talk you through the events you will see. When you have had enough, let them know and you will return here, and give me your choice, so we can make ours." Smiling, she waved her hand, watching as the two warriors were separated to different dimensions, dimensions where they had never reunited, and had taken separate paths.

"Do you think they will choose each other?" The man asked moving to the glass bowl and peering in.

The Lady joined him, her expression clouding at what they were to be shown. "They chose to marry despite the consequences. I have faith that they will choose each other, so long as Sir Brood-a-lot does not let his stubborn pride get the better of him."

The man nodded slowly. "I hope your right. For the sake of mankind, I hope dear sister you are right."

WOOHOO, here is another part! Ok, so i am almost done with the next part, and i am about to start the third.

Keep reviewing though, i love reading them!

Cheers, BeraMoon