| Always and Forever By: Allison Disclaimer: I don?t own them, wish I did, but I don?t. They belong to Joss! Pairing(s): B/A all the way! Rating: PG Spoilers: none Timeline: Right after Angel left Buffy Summary: After Angel left Sunnydale, Buffy?s depressed and she has a ?watcher in the woods? or cemetery.? Chapter 1: As Buffy walked silently through the cemetery, waiting for something to pop out and start a fight with her. She found the nearest tombstone and sat down to gaze up at the beautiful, starlit sky. Staring at the night sky was something she rarely did, but ever since Angel left, it's all she did-besides slay. She didn't have the need or energy to do anything else like hang out at the Bronze with her friends or talk to Willow, Xander, or even Cordelia. The cemetery was the place she felt closest to Angel, but her heart was where she could keep him. And that meant more to her than anything, especially since that was all she had left of him now that he's moved to LA. "Away from me." She thought. She tore her gaze away from the sky and buried her head in her hands and quietly sobbed. She could no longer hold it in. "Why doesn't he want me anymore?" "What did I do wrong? Did I love him too much?" was all she could keep thinking. "No! Stop it! Bad Buffy! Don't even think that!" As she slowly stopped crying, she opened her eyes and looked around. She had a funny feeling. Before she even walked into the cemetery, her slayer senses kicked in and tried to tell her something, but she pushed them to the back of her mind. Now, more than ever, she could feel something.........or maybe someone watching her. Just as she got up to go find whatever was causing her funny feeling, someone grabbed her from behind and flipped her over and onto her back. "Dammit! Vampire!" was the first thought that entered her mind, but quickly left as she was picked up again and hurled at a nearby mausoleum. She got up slowly, feeling the blood drip from a bad cut on her forehead. "He's *so* gonna pay for that!" She quickly regained her head and ran at the vampire, sending him head first over a tombstone. ?That was for the lovely surprise attack! And this-? she took out a stake, ?-is for the lovely cut you gave me!? She charged at the vampire again and threw a round-house kick at his head as he was getting up, which sent him back to the ground and Buffy took that chance to finish the job. Or so she thought. A centimeter away from finishing the enemy off, a hand snaked out and grabbed Buffy?s hand and squeezed hard-too hard. This caused the stake to fall out of her hand. As the new attacker came into view, she realized something? ?Oh MAN am I in trouble!? Spike was back in town and he wasn?t alone? Chapter 2: ?Well, well, well. Looky what we got here. Our very own Slayer.? Spike said as his fist got reacquainted with Buffy?s jaw; which sent her to the ground. ?Just think of that as a gift from me?to you for my happy return to Sunnyhell. No, really, don?t get up.? He said as he kicked her right smack-dab in the stomach-which caused all of the air to leave Buffy?s lungs. She slumped to the ground, wishing she could get up and kick Spike?s ass. Then, suddenly, Spike picked her up off the ground and shoved her to the mausoleum wall and whispered, ?Didn?t think you could get rid of me that easily did you?? And then he hurled her into a very large, nearby tree. ?Spike, my darling, having fun?? Drusilla said as she stepped into Buffy?s line of sight; with a wicked smile spreading across her face as she looked over at Buffy on the ground, barely moving. ?Oh yeah, pet. I am.? Spike said with a growl as he walked over to Buffy and, once again, picked her up by her shirt collar and looked straight into her eyes before she said, between breaths, ?I?guess??I couldn?t???get rid?of you. You?re like a mosquito??that I can?t??get rid of. Tell me, how??do you?..dress yourself?knowing that you??can?t kill me??and n-n-never will?? ?Assuming he can dress himself??Buffy thought. As soon as those very word left her mouth, Spike pushed her away only to throw a series of punches and round-house kicks to her face and ribs before she finally went down??and the last thing she thought she saw was a very tall, dark, and handsome man, that looked exactly like someone from her past that she knew too well; beating down Spike, before her mind went completely black. When Buffy came to, she realized that she wasn?t in the cemetery anymore. She was in the mansion on Crawford Street-which equaled ?bad? in her vocabulary because it brought back so many memories. ?Good and bad.? She thought. Then, she suddenly heard something in the back and, only on instinct, she jumped up and into a fighting position, looking around for anything suspicious and ready for anything??but then she felt a wave of pain flow over her. ?Ohhh??man! My??head! It??h-h-hu-? She mumbled as she collapsed-but not on the hard, concrete ground, but into strong, yet soft arms. Into arms she knew too well. The arms were now carrying her over to the bed and setting her down so gently, her head felt better as soon as it hit the pillow. And not one second later, she was sleeping ever so peacefully. Chapter 3: ?God she?s so beautiful when she?s sleeping.? Angel thought as he watched Buffy let sleep consume her. ?Who am I trying to kid-she?s always beautiful?I don?t know why I ever left her in the first place......I really do love her.? The second that he looked away from her, on that fateful night, he had already missed her like the sun misses the flower. And the second his foot left the gravel to turn away from her, his unbeating, dead heart broke into so many pieces, no one would EVER be able to put them back together. And the second that he disappeared into the fog, he knew he would definitely return to Sunnydale very soon. Angel turned away from his mind-blowing thoughts and his one and only for a moment, but only to take that moment to build a fire. It always amazed him that, when troubled like this, building a fire was one of his first impulses. An instinct for light and warmth that had never left him, even after all these years and all the things he?d become. It certainly didn?t seem to matter that he only got half the benefit of what the fire had to offer. All of the light. None of the warmth. He was dead, had been dead for more than 200 years. There was no fire on this single earth that could warm him; except that of the one of his first love. Without warning, his head swiveled, tearing his gaze from the fire seconds before he heard a soft moan escape Buffy?s lips. He walked over to the bed and knelt down beside her, watching the pain etch her face while she twisted and turned. Deep, heavy breaths were leaving her lungs and mouth. She was sweating heavily. Then, Angel picked her hand up and kissed it ever so sweetly, as if to calm her in her troubled sleep. Slowly, Buffy stopped breathing heavily and the pain left her face as Angel held and kissed her hand. Angel loved watching Buffy sleep, but when it got like this, he loved it even more; even though he feels ashamed of it. He loved it more because every time he saw it happen, he did the same thing. He held and kissed her hand until the pain and heavy breathing slowed to a minimum and then finally stopped. He loved knowing that he was the cure to Buffy?s troubled dreams. Sometimes he couldn?t wait until she fell asleep?just so he could watch her and adore her beautiful, sweet face??and protect her if necessary. GOD did he love her. *I try not to, but I can?t stop.* the vampire thought while recalling the first time when he confessed his love to Buffy *I can?t either.* was what she had said in return. She had loved him back! And then the next thing he knew, he was taunting her about it and torturing her watcher, Giles, and her friends for no good reason. Angel couldn?t bear to think about HIM anymore. He, ever so sweetly, kissed Buffy?s forehead and left her alone to sleep. He didn?t leave the room, of course, but he chose to watch her over dreaming of her. Because the real thing??? is ALWAYS better. Chapter 4: The next morning, Buffy woke with the most possible worse headache in the world. She felt like she had a really bad hangover. ?Is there even such a thing as a ?good hangover??? she wondered. She sat up slowly and lazily climbed out of bed, not remembering where she was. Then a sudden gasp escaped her mouth. She saw the most sweetest, adorable, cutest thing in the entire universe. She found soulful Angel asleep by the window sill. At this point, Buffy wished she were a vampire so that she wouldn?t have to worry about breathing because, at this point, her breath was taken away. She loved Angel so much-with all of her heart and soul, and with such a passion, she sometimes got scared of it. She didn?t know what to do about it. But then again?whenever she was around or with Angel; that happened. She couldn?t think straight. All of a sudden, her heart beat sped up and she felt really warm. The room started spinning and her knees gave out. ?Angel-? she said right before she collapsed again. At the sound of his name coming from her lips, Angel?s eyes shot open fast enough just to see Buffy collapse onto the ground. He ran over to her, picking her up gently and setting her down on the bed again. He ran to get a cold, wet towel to slow the sweating. He placed the cloth on Buffy?s forehead and every few minutes, he?d get it wet with cold water again. He laid the cloth on her head for the fourth time, watching her intently-waiting for her to wake up. ?Come on Buffy, wake up?? Then, as if on cue, Buffy?s eyes slowly opened, only to find Angel staring intently at her with concern etched on his face. ?Hey. You ok?? he asked concern evident in his voice also. ?No, I?m not. I feel like I was thrown at a tree???and hard??????..but now that you?re here, I?m certain I?ll be better in no time.? She said in the smallest voice she and he have ever heard. ?That?s because you were-thrown at a tree I mean.? He added quickly. ?And you won?t be very happy to know that it was the kind courtesy of Spike.? ?Yeah, I know. What should we do-we have to find a way to-? ?Don?t worry; he fits perfectly in an ashtray now-Drusilla too.? ?Oh, good. Cuz I don?t think I could deal with them right now; what with me having a bad hangover and all.? She said with a smile starting to spread on her face. ?Uuuuugggghhhhh??? Buffy moaned as she felt the headache coming back to her. ?Shhh. Its ok, you don?t have to worry about ?em anymore. ?No it?s not that, it?s just-? ?What?? he asked, concern growing. ?Angel, it?s just??.I missed you so much and my head really hurts.? For a moment, Angel stared blankly at her, but as if bringing himself back to reality and the problem at hand, he said, ?I know, I know. I missed you too, so MUCH. And I?m gonna stay here and take care of you.? Buffy sat up very slowly. ?Careful. Are you sure you can-? Angel was cut off. Buffy was hugging him. Hugging him tightly; as if saying she was to never let go?..again. ?Angel, I missed you so much!? Buffy said, now crying. ?You-have-to(sniff)-promise-to-never(sniff)-leave-me-again. I??. (sniff) I love you?? Angel got off the floor, holding onto Buffy as if acting like he never left her in the first place. Kissing her shoulder again and again, he said ?I promise. Never. Forever.? Buffy put her legs around Angel?s waist, pulling him closer. ?I love you so much Buffy.? Angel said as he shut his eyes to keep the tears from coming and pulling Buffy even closer. ?I love you too.? Angel, unable to keep the tears from coming any longer, walked over to the bed and sat down to pull Buffy even closer, never letting go. Buffy slightly pulled away-enough to look Angel in the eyes, those chocolate, brown eyes that always seemed to capture what she was feeling inside and out. They both had tear streaks running down their faces, but their crying had slowed to a point where it stopped. Sniffling, they both gazed into each other?s eyes until Angel leaned in a little further towards Buffy?s face. Buffy, too, had the same idea. The space between them slowly got smaller. Finally, Angel went in for the kill. He couldn?t wait any longer. Their lips met in a fiery, blazing, hot kiss. Buffy put her hands and arms around Angel?s neck, hungry for him. And as the kiss grew deeper and deeper, Angel put a hand on Buffy?s jaw line, massaging it softly with his thumb and his other hand just above her waist on her back, holding her to him; as their tongues danced. They finally parted. And Angel?s lips went straight to Buffy?s neck as Buffy took in air; air of pure ecstasy. Angel?s butterfly kisses on her neck makes her feel beautiful and like she?s the only girl in the entire universe to him. Angel slowly worked his way back up to Buffy?s mouth as their lips, once again, met in a passionate, intense kiss. Angel lay down on the bed, pulling Buffy with him. Angel?s hands roamed Buffy?s back. The kiss grew deeper and more intense. They rolled over until Angel was on top of her; lips never parting. Angel?s hand went to Buffy?s back once again. Buffy pulled away, gasping for air. Their foreheads met and they opened their eyes. ?God, I love you.? Angel whispered. ?I know. I love you too.? Buffy whispered back, still gasping for air. Their lips met once again only for a short, sweet kiss and they both had only on thing in mind????Everything?s gonna be okay. Chapter 5: The next morning, Angel awoke with Buffy beside him in his old bed. He took one glance at her to make sure she was still asleep, and then he kissed her on the top of her head before he made a move to get out of bed, but he looked back at Buffy and saw something there that he never saw before. Buffy was sleeping, but with a little, sweet smile on her face. She was no longer troubled in her sleep. Angel then realized something???? ?I?m it-I?m the guy-I?m him. I?m hers..........And she?s mine.? Angel stared longingly at his one and only first love of his undead life, for a moment then reached out a hand to touch her face. He caresses her face with devotion. ?I love you Buffy Anne Summers, so very much.? He said while leaning down to kiss her on the forehead. ?I love you too.? Came a sleepy voice. ?Morning.? Buffy greeted. ?Morning.? Angel greeted back with that half smile that made Buffy weak in the knees (even though she was lying down.) ?How do you feel? Any better?? He asked concern becoming evident in his voice again. ?I?m fine, now that you?re here and that I?m with you and you?re never leaving again.? ?I?m serious, Buffy. You might have to see a doctor.? ?Ok, ok fine. My head still hurts a little. But not bad enough to see a doctor, really.? ?Are you sure? ?Cuz I mean you-? Angel was cut off once again, but this time by a pair of lips on his. This kiss was short and sweet, but it was growing and dripping with love and passion. Parting from the kiss, Buffy whispered ?I had to do that. You wouldn?t shut-up.? a smile teasing her face. Angle opened his eyes, but only to find Buffy smiling back at him. ?Oh really? I wouldn?t shut-up, huh?? ?Yup.? ?Well one kiss won?t shut me up. You might wanna try it some more and then we?ll talk about shutting me up.? ?Oh will I?? ?Mm hmm.? ?Oh I dunno, morning breath can be a killer you know.? ?I don?t breath, remember?? ?Oh???yeah. I??remember. Well then I guess kissing will work.? They both leaned in for a kiss at the same time. Buffy kept leaning in, expecting to touch Angel?s lips anytime, but she was waiting too long. She opened her eyes to find Angel looking at her with a slight smile on his adorable face. ?What? What?s wrong?? she asked, thinking something was up. ?Maybe I don?t have morning breath, but there?s still you.? He said, smile growing bigger with each word. Buffy?s lip went into the pouty lip that Angel knew all too well. ?Don?t think that puppy lip will work with me missy???? Buffy still kept her lip out. But she could no longer hold it in, she burst out laughing. ?I didn?t think it would work, but you will regret saying that!? ?Uh huh. How?? ?You?ll see!? And with that, Buffy jumped up to ?tackle? Angel, but, just in time, he got off the bed and started to tease her. ?You can?t catch me, I?m the vampire remember?? ?Ha ha. So funny. I never took you as repeating lines from a Mother Goose story, only with ?vampire? instead of ?Gingerbread Man?.? ?I thought so.? As soon as those three words left Angel?s mouth, Buffy was off the bed, chasing after him. She rounded a corner and found an empty room. ?Oh, so we?re gonna play a game of ?Hide-and-Go-Seek? huh? Ok that?s fine with me.? She crept around another corner, being very cautious even though she knew Angel wouldn?t hurt her. She again found another empty room. She crept all around the mansion and found nothing until she was right back where she started. The bedroom. Then she thought she heard a sudden noise in the next room, so she crept across the bedroom until she came to the corner into the next room. She quickly took a glance past the wall and saw nothing so she crept slowly backwards into the bedroom, being careful not to make any noises. Angel then suddenly came running at her out of nowhere and picked her up and they both landed on the bed, Buffy in Angel?s arms. Buffy let out a scream when Angel ?tackled? her. By the time they hit the bed, Angel was chuckling. He placed a soft kiss on Buffy?s lips and said ?I love you Buffy.? And by this time, Angel wasn?t chuckling anymore. ?I love you too. So much.? And with that, Buffy kissed Angel long and hard, dripping with so much love and so much passion, nothing would ever come between them ever again. ?Always and Forever. I mean, that?s the whole point, right.? |