From: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com (Buffyfic-digest) To: buffyfic-digest@lists.xmission.com Subject: Buffyfic-digest V2 #63 Reply-To: buffyfic@xmission.com Sender: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com Errors-To: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com Precedence: bulk Buffyfic-digest Friday, March 20 1998 Volume 02 : Number 063 In this issue: BUFFYFIC: Once again I need help! (Hope) Re: BUFFYFIC: Once again I need help! (Hope) Re: BUFFYFIC: Once again I need help! (Hope) Re: BUFFYFIC: Once again I need help! (Hope) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) BUFFYFIC: Lawful Evisceration (ArchiveFic) BUFFYFIC: Our Hearts Will Go On 4/6 See the end of the digest for information on subscribing to the buffyfic or buffyfic-digest mailing lists and on how to retrieve back issues. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 16:07:15 PST From: "Sara Barton" Subject: BUFFYFIC: Once again I need help! (Hope) I have forgotten what part of "Hope" I sent in last. Can someone let me know what it is?! Thanks a bunch. *sArA* ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com - - ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 19:36:48 EST From: Aglx Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: Once again I need help! (Hope) Part 30. - -Michelle. - - ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 20:15:14 -0500 From: "Frances Vanelli" Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: Once again I need help! (Hope) Sara, The last part of "Hope" I got was 30. Please keep them coming it is a great story.............. fcv - ---------- > From: Sara Barton > To: buffyfic@xmission.com > Subject: BUFFYFIC: Once again I need help! (Hope) > Date: Thursday, March 19, 1998 7:07 PM > > I have forgotten what part of "Hope" I sent in last. Can someone let > me know what it is?! > > Thanks a bunch. > > *sArA* > > > > ______________________________________________________ > Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com > > - - - ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 20:23:54 EST From: Daphne1784 Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: Once again I need help! (Hope) In a message dated 98-03-19 19:16:43 EST, you write: << I have forgotten what part of "Hope" I sent in last. Can someone let me know what it is?! >> The last part was part #30. - - ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 21:04:32 EST From: LMcint6188 Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Wow...... That was beautifully written.... I dont know if im emotional today or what, but I was weeping! :..) Lins - - ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 19 Mar 98 21:30:24 PST From: "Sapphire" Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) **sob** This was beautful...you *so* do not suck! I look forward to seeing more of your work :) *Sapphire picks up her empty kleeenex box and turns to leave* ::grin:: Sapphire: sapphire@chaos.taylored.com X-Over Crossover list admin: X-Over: XF Crossover archive http://www.busprod.com/aclaybor Taking the Challenge: BtVS Challenge Archive ; SPCDD; LOMIG ; G-Woman #3 Keeper of Willow's momentary obsession with sore thumbs, Willow's whimper of sadness for her dead fish and her fake frog fit in = KBD - - ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 21:37:02 EST From: GothGirl77 Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) It was absolutely wonderful. Very few stories tat sort have that much emotion. Keep writing, please! ~Nastassia~ - - ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 21:43:33 EST From: Whodinky Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) I thought this was great too. If whomever wrote this were to write more, I, personally, would love to know what Willow's and Xander's letters said. Also, how did Giles die? Was it Angel? It was a great story and I love Les Miserables (a bit of dramatic irony "The Miserable"? Buffy and the Crew have definetly had their fair share of misery lately!). I really enjoyed this story. Sarah - - ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 21:51:31 EST From: JMHnoodles Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) In a message dated 98-03-19 21:46:38 EST, you write: << I, personally, would love to know what Willow's and Xander's letters said. Also, how did Giles die? >> First off, I'm *delighted* that everyone liked it. I certainly do not have a high opinion of my writing; I was afraid to send it. I was thinking of writing a follow-up with Xander and Willow's letters, but I didn't know if anyone would even like *this* one! Does anyone else want to know what their letters said? Jen (who's actually giddy right now) - - ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 21:55:40 EST From: GothGirl77 Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) In a message dated 98-03-19 21:53:55 EST, you write: << I was thinking of writing a follow-up with Xander and Willow's letters, but I didn't know if anyone would even like *this* one! Does anyone else want to know what their letters said? >> Write it! We loved this one, and I for one wanted to know what Xander and Willow's letters said. ~Nastassia~ I fed of a flower person once, spent the next six hours watching my hand move. - - ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 21:56:04 EST From: Usako83 Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) In a message dated 98-03-19 21:39:30 EST, you write: That truly was a beautiful story, and, oddly enough, I was singing that song when I logged on to check my mail! Anything from Les Mis is emotional, but combining it with a touching Buffy story is just so sad! A lovely story, though. - - ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 19 Mar 1998 23:39:57 -0600 From: xavier@ideasign.com (Adam Kost) Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) This story was wonderful! I for one would love to see more of it. :) - -- Forever Your Humble Servant, Adam Kost aka Lord Rolins Xavier Starfire Dark Knight of the Realms of Karnos xavier@ideasign.com (Karnos.Tradeweb.Net 2000) "With Knowledge is Power and with Power comes the Responsibility to use it wisely" -Lord Starfire - ---------- > From: JMHnoodles > To: buffyfic@xmission.com > Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) > Date: Thursday, March 19, 1998 8:51 PM > > In a message dated 98-03-19 21:46:38 EST, you write: > > << I, > personally, would love to know what Willow's and Xander's letters said. Also, > how did Giles die? >> > > First off, I'm *delighted* that everyone liked it. I certainly do not have > a high opinion of my writing; I was afraid to send it. > > I was thinking of writing a follow-up with Xander and Willow's letters, but I > didn't know if anyone would even like *this* one! Does anyone else want to > know what their letters said? > > Jen > (who's actually giddy right now) > > - - - ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Mar 1998 00:02:52 -0800 From: Christina Tseng Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Incredibly sad - I've don't usually get that emotional reading fanfics. I think that you finally put in words what we wanted to hear about how Giles feels about Buffy. Anthony Head gives wonderful performances and his expressions often show complex and strong emotions. I'm glad that you wrote this and keep it up! Definitely write what Giles wrote to Xander and Willow. Christina - - ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Mar 1998 09:01:05 EST From: NuPhalanx Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Hello! Sorry for the off-topic post, but could someone send this story to me? AOL gpf'd on me and I lost a couple of messages. cordially, Mike Z. - - ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Mar 1998 09:23:58 -0500 (EST) From: Betsy Vera Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) On Fri, 20 Mar 1998, NuPhalanx wrote: > Sorry for the off-topic post, but could someone send this story to me? AOL > gpf'd on me and I lost a couple of messages. I've done this. - --Betsy bentley@umich.edu - - ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Mar 1998 14:48:23 EST From: NuPhalanx Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) Hi! All I can say is one word - INCREDIBLE! Please write two more - one for Willow, and one for Xander. cordially, Mike Z. WOW!! - - ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Mar 1998 11:59:27 -0800 (PST) From: Janine Sebastian Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) - ---NuPhalanx wrote: > > Hi! > All I can say is one word - INCREDIBLE! Please write two more - one for > Willow, and one for Xander. > > cordially, > > Mike Z. > > WOW!! > > - > > I totally agree! I'd really like to see what Giles wrote to Willow and Xander. Also how did Giles Die? Jeanie _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com - - ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Mar 1998 17:44:48 EST From: LMcint6188 Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) In a message dated 98-03-19 21:53:52 EST, you write: << Does anyone else want to know what their letters said? >> Ido Ido Ido Ido Ido Lins ;) - - ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Mar 98 23:31:36 From: tabbylink@patrol.i-way.co.uk Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) I thought your story was really well done. It had me crying all the way through. We're way, *way* behind you here in England, so it was only when all the responses came in that I realised this was your own creation. Phew! That is like such a relief! I don't think I could bear to see Giles really dead. It seemed so real I did a really stupid thing and trashed the story :). Could someone send me a copy... BTW I'd also love to know what he said to Xander and Willow. Promise I won't do anything dumb if you write these ;). Betzi - - ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Mar 1998 18:51:01 -0500 (EST) From: Betsy Vera Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: "On This Page..." (1/1) On Fri, 20 Mar 1998 tabbylink@patrol.i-way.co.uk wrote: > someone send me a copy... I forwarded this. Betsy bentley@umich.edu - - ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Mar 1998 22:20:29 -0500 From: Anya Subject: BUFFYFIC: Lawful Evisceration (ArchiveFic) Lawful Evisceration by Anya An Archive fic for the Slayer's Fanfic Archive. Disclaimer: The character's aren't mine. And to be clear on what copyright is: the story concept IS mine, but the characters and the Slayer concept isn't. Joss owns the last two. (Joss =3D God) "You owe me." Willow folded her arms across her chest, her voice offering no allowance for protest. "And you know you owe me, so you're going to help me." Spike's responding smile was slight, and very amused. Hands dropping to the large wheels at the side of his chair, he pulled himself closer to the more reserved of the Slayerettes, enjoying this departure from her normally reticent, quiet self. In fact, he mused, recalling the occasion that had indebted him, it was beginning to appear that this little redhead had more secrets than the Slayer. "For a little bitty bite of information, I owe you?" The inflected incredulousness he added to his voice was, in his opinion, worthy of a fine Shakespearean performance. "It kept Druscilla happy, didn't it." Willow stalked closer, the stake up her sleeve staying in place despite the arms swinging motion. It wasn't that she liked to take risks, but necessity required small chances to be taken, every so often. And Willow had no qualms against blackmailing Spike. Spike kept his poker face in place. "Yeeessss" He replied, cautiously. "It kept her from wigging out on you, over piddly fanfic while the archive went down, that time, didn't it?" Willow pressed. "And it was my idea." =20 Her smile was positively nasty, Spike noted in approval. A nasty, self-righteous, twisted and evil little smirk promising that the next step would be a doozy. And, given the girl's intelligence a step of any type was simply not on his list of things he could cope with. "It was your idea." Spike admitted, the poker face fading to admit mild defeat. "Good. As long as you see this." Willow smiled again. "Besides, you'll love this favor. It's right up your alley." Feeling more secure now, having obtained both the upper hand and Spike's interest, Willow moved further into the room, tugging out a chair and plopping down into it.=20 The warehouse was a cold building, looking a little crispy after the fire, but it'd been carefully restored to a vampires level of gloomy tomb-like misery. And who was she to argue with the interior decor of a vampire? "I will?" Spike had to admit, this was getting better by the moment.=20 >From the instant she'd knocked on the door, sprayed the two guards in holy water, and bearded him in the dining room, he had a feeling tonight was going to be interesting. "Oh, you will." Willow purred, thumb trailing along the fine beveled edge of the dining room table. "I know I'm liking this." Drawled a new voice behind them. "Dinner served on time! How delicious!" Angelus parted from the shadows at the doorway, Druscilla trailing along behind him. His black leather, and knowing smirk were the exact opposite of Angel, and that was a characteristic he liked to flaunt to those that used to know his goody-goody soulish side. "Dinner?" Druscilla perked up noticeably, peering around Angelus' back to see whatever had raised her Sire's spirits. "Oh, Miss Edith's cousin has come for tea!" Spike and Angelus both graced the vampiress with a rather chagrined look, amazed at just how daffy she was. "Dru, get a grip." Angelus muttered, looking at Spike as if to say she was his problem. "You did it to her, she's loopy =91cause o' you." The blond vampire grumbled. "Yeah, but you're the one who loves her, so it's your problem." Angelus retorted, forgetting his alleged meal for the moment. "Until she's useful to you again." Spike snarled, wheeling closer.=20 "Then you'll be all over her, just to piss me off." The blond was sitting just below Angelus' tower form. Craning his neck high, he stared up as Angelus stared down. "Whatever works." His sire taunted, the grin back in place. "Are you two done?" Willow's voice dripped sarcasm. Sitting cross-legged on the table, the better to view the scene across the room as it unfolded, she looked utterly unamused and totally unafraid. Two qualities Angelus didn't much enjoy in his meals. "I beg you pardon?" Angelus cuffed Spike upside the head. "How could you let her in here? Did you hear how she spoke to me?" Spike wheeled his chair back, his face shifting to a vampiric mask.=20 "What was I thinking? Of course, Angelus, I'd hate for anyone to badmouth you! You stupid son-of-a-bitca*!" "This is going far." Willow muttered, rolling her eyes and looking heavenward. If Necessity had a tangible form, Willow was going to get Buffy to stake it. "The things I do for you, Buffy." Willow heaved a huge sigh. Placing her two fingers at her mouth, the whistle was worthy of a field marshal. "YO! Fang-faces! Over here! Fresh blood!" Three sets of fangs turned to stare directly at her. "Great! Wonderful responsiveness." Willow grumbled, getting ready to lob out her weapon of choice. Angel was moving awfully quickly towards her, and since Willow was morally against losing more blood than she'd willingly donate to a blood banks blood drive... "Someone stole the Slayer's Fanfic Archive." =20 Like any good fanfic addicts, the threesome stopped dead, metaphorically speaking. "Someone did what?" Angelus roared, his diction surprisingly clear around his fangs. "You heard me." Willow said shortly, silently wishing he'd just step a few cities away. Spike, she could handle. Even Druscilla, she could outwit. (Heck, Willow thought, Xander could outwit Druscilla!) But Angelus... fishy-murderer that he was, she didn't have any holds over him. "The archive? They stole the archive?" His tone of voice was nearly hysterical. Savagely, he spun about, bent and hefted Spike from the wheelchair. Holding the weaker vampire at eye level, Angelus shook him like a rag doll. "They STOLE my ARCHIVE!" Okay, Willow mused, one eyebrow making a nice nest in her hairline, I do have something to hold over big bad Angelus. Spike shut his mouth to keep his jaw from rattling. Angelus kept on shaking, dangerously close to jarring more vertebrae loose. Druscilla's soothing intervention finally brought a measure of reason to their Sire, and he dropped Spike like a sack of potatoes. =20 "See." The blond vampire offered weakly to Willow. "It's not just Dru.=20 It runs inherently in his side of the family." "Oh." Angelus, tactician that he was, ignored that and moved on. "How did they steal the archive and who do we kill? Did they hurt Anya? What about the Update Team? I can have a team of elite vampires guarding them 24/7, just give me details." "The Update Team, Anya, Biohaz, and etc are fine." Willow reassured him, feeling ridiculous for the motherly soothing tone of voice she was using. "No guards needed. As for killing someone..." Angelus was looking crestfallen before she even got to the next part. "That's what I want to talk to you three about." "This is the offer?" Spike wheeled closer, willing to intervene on the girl's behalf until they got the whole story. "Oh yes." Willow smiled again, that little evil smirk that Spike was beginning to really like. Especially when Angelus flinched at the first sighting of it. "The offer. I want you to find the person or persons that did this." Her smile widened. "And I want the creep eviscerated.=20 As a belated birthday present for Anya." Three pairs of eyes lit up. "Eviscerate." Spike smiled fondly. "I love that word, it has such a civilized sound." "You just like using railroad spike's to rip people apart." Angelus jeered. "The word just makes it sound classier." "You're just jealous." Spike sighed. "I did it first and got a rep for it. You feel left out." "In your dreams." "Not my dreams, Angel, not you at least in my dreams." "Boys?" Willow coughed discreetly. "Can we do the bigger wrinklies contest later?" Both had the grace to look shamefaced. "Right, so the infringement site is at http://www.4link.net/~aejakim/Index.html ; and it is an infringement. The fool hasn't even disguised where they got their stuff from." Willow shook her head, making a small snort of disgust. =20 "He or she as stolen a number of fics, although, a lot of the story links don't work. Anya thinks this theft has only been going on for a week or two, =91cause of that. She's appealing to the writers to check for their stories on this unauthorized mirror site, and then decide if they want it archived there or not. He has her fics, and she knows no one asked her for them all." "Anya must be so mad." Druscilla sighed in a momentary appearance of sanity. "We'll kill the nasty archive-stealer for Anya, and then send her the pieces to cheer her up." The moment had clearly passed. "Lovely." Willow murmured. "Whatever. Just go massacre, murder, mutilate... whatever turns you on. And if you do that, Anya might even write a nice fic about you." Angelus laughed openly. "Nice fic? About us?" Willow shrugged, hopping off the table. "Sure. For some bizarre reason, Anya likes you bad." Smoothly, and before the threesome could protest, Willow moved to the door. "She says you're more fun when you're bad." Willow glanced quickly at Spike. "Oh, and it's nice to see you've recovered Spike." The vampire started to frantically sign her to be quiet. Willow smirked, elaborating for the other's benefit. "You know, when I first visited, I seriously thought you were a cripple.=20 Nice to see I was wrong." Smiling, and offering a cute little wave, the redheaded trouble maker shut the door. Spike's protest howled clearly through the warehouse walls as she stepped into the clear night air, humming softly on her way home. The End Seriously, this website has taken whole pages, complete stories and more from my site. According to copyright laws, the graphics I designed, as well as page setups (in their complete form and style) are also a copyright allowed and assigned to me as creator. I have emailed the individual regarding this, but my biggest concern is to the AUTHORS WHO'S WORKS ARE ON MY ARCHIVE! This person may have infringed on YOUR works. The stories, and ideas YOU developed in your works are a copyright to you. S/he has no right to distribute or display them without your express permission. If he/she asked you, that's fine. But, I need to be sure that the author's rights are protected. (It makes me feel better!) ~Anya *bitca =3D well, you know. This is nice company, we don't say nasty words. - - ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Mar 1998 20:06:59 -0800 (PST) From: michele v Subject: BUFFYFIC: Our Hearts Will Go On 4/6 TITLE: Our Hearts Will Go On 4/6 AUTHOR: Michele V. EMAIL ADDRESS: glynisgrl33@yahoo.com FEEDBACK: Definitely, especially since this is my first fic- but since it is, please don't be too harsh SPOILERS: All episodes through "What's My Line 1 & 2" RATING: PG SUMMARY: A Buffy/Angel story that takes place after "What's My Line 1 & 2" with some added Willow/Oz and Xander/Cordelia. Also, Buffy and the gang find out about the return of the Master- in some form. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters except for "The Elgradora" All of the other characters belong to Joss Whedon and the WB. No copywrite infringement intended. NOTE: I wrote this after "What's My Line 2" therefor without knowing that something similar would *sort of* happen in "Surprise" ********** PART 4 SUNNYDALE HIGH SCHOOL Xander and Willow sat talking outside on the steps of Sunnydale High after school got out. "Did you see the look on Mr. Jamison's face when he realized that his toupe' had fallen off?" Xander asked, laughing. "Yeah, it was pretty funny," Willow said giggling. "But- not as funny as the time he bent over and split his pants and everyone saw his Batman underwear," Xander said, still laughing. "True, I don't thing anything could beat that," Willow answered. Xander looked off to the side briefly and spotted Buffy looking around for them. "Hey, Buff! We're over here!" Xander called to her. Buffy smiled and walked over towards them. "Hey," she greeted them. "Hi," Willow said. "How are you? I mean, are you feeling better?" she asked her friend. "A little," Buffy told them. "The story about Mr. Jamison made me smile, so that's a plus" Buffy said grinning. "You heard?" Xander asked. "Yeah, me and everyone else in school," Buffy told him. "Oh, of course" There was an awkward silence. Buffy's smile disappeared and her face was filled with sadness. "So...the big Friday night dance at the Bronze..Are you two game?" Xander asked breaking the silence. Buffy looked up at him. "Well I kinda have to go. I told Angel I'd be there so he's gonna meet me there after he's done packing," she told them. "So I'll take that as a yes from you. Willow?" "Yeah, I'll go," Willow told him. "Ok, then. Our plans are now set. Mom's here- so now I must go home and couch potato it until it's time to go. I'll see you guys, later," Xander said then got into his mother's car. Willow and Buffy waved goodbye to Xander and his mom. Buffy turned to Willow. "Well, since training is off for today, I can walk you home," Buffy said standing up. "Then when I get home I can sulk for three hours and by then it'll be time to get ready to leave." Willow smiled and the two of them walked home together. (LATER THAT NIGHT) THE BRONZE Willow and Xander finally took a break from dancing and walked over to the table where Buffy had been sitting alone for almost two hours. "Still no sign of Angel, huh?" Willow asked her friend. Xander shook his head in disgust. "And you call that a boyfriend? Where I'm from that's called standing someone up. Now he had better have a good reason for putting my best friend in more major mope mode then she already is in or I'll just have to-" Willow interrupted. "Xander, calm down. This is Angel we're talking about. He'd never do that to Buffy." "Ya know, you're right. What am I talking about? He'd never do such a thing as that- he'd just move far far away so that her heart could be broken." Willow looked at Buffy. "So, what do you think happened to him, Buffy? I mean, what if- he was on his way here and Spike and Druscilla found out he was coming here, so they waited outside for him and captured-" Willow paused when she saw the look Buffy was giving her. "Ok, ok, sorry- Guess I got a little carried away." "Just a little," Buffy said sarcasticly. "So you think he's ok then?," Willow asked, already knowing her answer. "I'm sure he's fine," Buffy answered her. "He's probably just finishing up all of his packing tonight so he can sleep all day tomorrow." "Yeah, well, I'd hate to tell you but I think our vampy pal Angel is a no show tonight- The Bronze closes in fifteen minutes- which means, there's only like three more songs left to boogie on down to"Xander told her. "So what do you say, Buffy- Think you can spare one little dance with your best friend?" Buffy nodded. "Sure- It beats sitting down and sulking.. Anyway, I came here to dance- and I haven't done that all night." "That's that spirit! C'mon!" Xander said, pulling Buffy onto the dance floor. Buffy and Xander danced together to an upbeat song. Then a slower song came on. Xander and Buffy continued dancing together while Willow sat alone at the table. "Are you with anyone?" a familiar voice behind her asked. Willow turned around to see Oz standing there. "Oh, hi, Oz. Well, I came with my two friends but they're out on the dance floor right now- so right now, no- Are you?" Oz shook his head. "Not anymore. I came with Devon but as soon as Cordelia spotted him she-" Willow interrupted. "You don't have to tell me the rest- I think I know what happened." "Yeah," Oz agreed. "So, did you just come here now? 'Cause it closes soon and it would just be kinda weird if you came for only the last few minutes," Willow asked. "Well, actually, yeah- we just came now. Devon wanted to see Cordelia since he knew shed be here-and since he's my ride home I had to come along, so, yeah," Oz told her. The two sat in silence for a moment. "Do you wanna dance?" Oz asked, breaking the silence. "Me?" Willow asked, somewhat surprised. Oz grinned. "Well, yeah- I didn't think there was any other Willow here that I was talking to- Unless you have some invisible clone- Wait let me check," he said, then looked under the table and behind him. "Willow? Willow?" he said as he did so. Willow giggled slightly. "Sorry- I guess-I' just not used to a guy-well other then Xander- asking me to dance," she explained. "Well you do know how, right?" Oz asked . "Oh, yeah, I just-" she began. "Well then let's dance," he told her. Willow nodded her head in agreement as Oz led her out on the dance floor. The two began slow dancing. When the song ended, Devon came over by where Oz and Willow were standing. "Hey Devon, What's going on?" Oz asked his friend. "Cordelia and I got into a little *disagreement*, so I'm ready to bail. You coming?" Oz looked at Willow for a moment then turned back to his friend. "I think I'm gonna stay," he told Devon. "Ok man, See you tomorrow at practice," Devon said. "Yeah-I'll be there. See ya," Oz answered. When Devon was gone, Willow turned to Oz. "Uh, Oz? Wasn't he your ride home?" she asked him. Oz nodded with a slight grin. "Yeah..but staying here is worth my walking home," he told her. Willow blushed. "Has anyone ever told you that you look kind of cute when you blush like that?" Oz asked her grinning. Willow just stared at him. "'Cause you do.. Not good at handling compliments, are you? "No- Oh, I mean- Sorry- it's just- Well, no one has really-" Willow began. "Ever complimented you," Oz finished for her. "Well, no guy-Well, besides-" Willow began again. "Xander," Oz finished for her again. Willow nodded. "Yeah." "Well, I don't handle them too well myself so...But, do you wanna keep dancing?" "Oh-yeah, sure. I mean if you want to," Willow answered nervously. Oz smiled. "I want to," he answered. "Ok, then, let's- keep dancing," she said. Willow and Oz started dancing dancing again as the song "How Do I Live," by LeAnn Rhymes came on. Xander and Buffy also began to slow dance together again, when someone approached them from behind Buffy. "Hey," the person said, looking at Xander. "Hi," Xander answered. Buffy turned around as soon as she heard the person's voice. "Angel. I wasn't sure you'd show," she told him. Angel looked at Xander. "Can I- cut in?" Angel asked him. Xander nodded. "She's all yours-Well, not *all* yours- Ah, you know what I mean." Xander headed back to a table by himself when he spotted Cordelia standing all alone in a corner. He approached her. "Cordelia- What are you doing here all by yourself-I figured you'd be latched on to Devon somewhere." "No. We-well we just broke up," Cordelia told him. "I'm sorry to hear that," Xander said, trying to sound like he meant it, although he really did not. "Look- I know your probably gonna say to no this- but I thought I'd ask anyway..Do you wanna maybe- dance?" Cordelia looked annoyed at first but then managed a slight smile. "Sure-why not." The two walked off onto the dance floor and began slow dancing together. Angel wrapped his arms around Buffy's waist holding her close to him while Buffy placed her hands on Angel's shoulders. "I'm really sorry that I got here so late. I just- had a lot of things to do to-" Angel began explaining softly. "It's ok. I understand. Let's just forget about it and enjoy now, ok?" Angel nodded. "Ok." They danced, holding each other close, as they looked deeply into each other's eyes. The words to the song finally came on. *How do I Get through the night with you If I had to live without you What kind of life would that be* *Oh I, Need you in my arms, need you to hold You're my world, my heart, my soul If you ever leave Baby it would take away everything good in my life* *And tell me now, How do I live without you, I want to know, How do I breathe without you, If you ever go* As Buffy stared into Angel's eyes, listening to the lyrics of the beautiful song, a tear rolled down her cheek when she realized how much the lyrics to the song expressed the way she was feeling about Angel leaving. When Angel noticed her tears he began to get slightly choked up himself. He pulled Buffy even closer to him, letting her head rest on his shoulder, and almost hugging her for comfort as they swayed to the music. *Without you, There would be no sun in my sky There would be no love in my life, There'd be no world left for me* *And I, Baby I don't know what I would do, I'd be lost if I lost you If you ever leave, Baby you would take away everything Real in my life* "Angel?" Buffy whispered in his ear, through slight sobs. "Hmm?" he answered. "Will you ever be back?" she asked him, drawing away from him so she could look into his eyes. "I don't know," he answered softly after a long pause. Buffy just nodded and pulled her self closer to him, holding on tight to him, as if that would keep him from leaving. *How do I go on If you ever leave, Baby you would take away everything Need you with me Baby don't you know that you are everything good in my life* Buffy couldn't take it anymore and tears flooded her eyes and cheeks as she cried onto Angel's shoulder. Angel felt her body shaking as she cried and tried to comfort her- while he hugged her with one arm, he brought his other arm to the back of her head, burying her head in his chest. He kissed the top of her head. *And tell me now How do I live without you I want to know How do I breathe without you If you ever go How do I ever, ever survive How do I, How do I, oh How do I live* The song was almost over but Buffy couldn't wait until the end-she had to leave-the pain was too much for her. She pulled away from Angel and sprinted out of the Bronze, hysterical, and ran all the way home. To her advantage her mother wasn't home again- she didn't want to have to answer any questions about why she was upset. Buffy just went straight to her room and laid down on her bed, crying hysterically. After a few minutes, she was able to calm down a bit, but still, hadn't noticed that someone else was in the room with her. Angel. Her back was turned towards him but he could tell that she was still crying by the light sobs he heard coming from her. Angel walked quietly over to her bed and placed a gentle hand on her cheek. Buffy knew who it was right away and turned to face him, exposing her tear-filled face to him. It hurt Angel so much to see her like that. He moved his hand to wipe the tears that were falling from her eyes as she stared at him. His own face showed a pain filled expression as he stared down at her. As he went to wipe more tears away Buffy covered his hand with hers for a second and then pushed it away from her face, letting go of her grip on it. She turned her head the other way- She couldn't look at him and see the pain that she afflicted upon him by pushing him away when he was only trying to comfort her. Angel stood there with question. Tears were beginning to fill his own eyes as he stood unsure of what he should say, or what he should do. After a few more sobs Buffy finally spoke to him. "This is hard ,Angel, this is so hard," she said. Angel nodded. "I know," was all he could say. Buffy waited a few moments and spoke again. "I can't do this- I can't say goodbye like this-when we're involved- It's too hard," Buffy continued. Angel just stared at her. Buffy waited a few more seconds. "I think- we should just- not be together anymore- end our relationship here- because it's just too hard to say goodbye to you while we're in one," she said. She turned her head the other way. "What are you saying, Buffy?" Angel asked softly. After a few more sobs she spoke again. "I need you... to leave," Buffy told him. She turned her head back, to see what his response to this would be. Angel stared at her for a second. He understood how she was feeling- and that it hurt her more right now to see him. He gave her a slight nod then stared at her a few more seconds-then turned and walked towards her door. Angel stopped when he reached the door and turned his head slightly, but still not enough to face her. "I wish things could be different, Buffy..that I didn't have to leave Sunnydale," he commented. After a short silence, Buffy answered. "Me too. But- things just don't go the way we want them to in life. Especially in mine." She wished he would just leave so that she wouldn't lose it in front of him. "Well, goodbye Buffy," he said knowing that she wanted him to leave. Buffy didn't answer and just watched him continue out of her room. She waited until she heard him close her front door to let loose the emotions she was holding back. She broke out into tears again. She cried and cried , nonstop for about an hour. Then around 11:00 she finally calmed down a bit. The phone rang on the night table next to Buffy's bed. Buffy reached over and picked it up. "Hello?...Oh, hey Will....I just couldn't take it anymore, I had to leave or I would've just cried write there....Yeah, he came by, but- I told him to leave. I think it was the right thing to do- Just break it off-and stay away from him until tommorow night..It should be easy to do considering it's only a day..Yeah, should be but right now it doesn't seem like it will be. I miss him already and I just saw him an hour ago...No, I think he understands why..I think it'll be easier to deal with, I guess..He said goodbye, but I didn't answer. I couldn't- It was just too hard..Will, I think I'm gonna go on slay patrol now, even though it's kind of late. That should get my mind off this..I will.Ok, I'll try. I'll call you tomorrow and we can do something..K, bye." Buffy hung up the phone, just to have it ring again. "Hello?..Mom- hi..I'm fine. I was just- getting ready t o go to Willow's-to sleep over I mean since it's so late..You do?..No, I'll be fine.Besides I'll be at Willow's tonight and- I'll see if I can stay there tomorrow night too..You just take care of whatever you have to at the gallery and I'll see you Monday..That's two days right?..No-mom, I'll be fine..Don't worry, I'll be good..Ok mom. Love you, too. Bye," Buffy hung up the phone again. She grabbed the jacket that Angel had given her awhile back and a stake from her drawer and left the house on slay patrol. Buffy was walking towards the park when she came to the building that Angel lived in. She stopped for a moment thinking of how badly she wanted to just go in there and throw her arms around him. But she couldn't. She had to stay away from him to make it easier to let go. She continued walking again, her thoughts still on Angel and how he was leaving. But since her thoughts were invading her mind and taking her attention off of slaying, she didn't notice the vampire that had come up behind her until it was too late. He had her by the neck and she was too tired and stressed out to fight back at the moment. The she felt it- two fangs puncture the skin on her neck and the vampire slowly draining the blood out of her. After he had taken the slightest bit, Buffy's salyer sense kicked in and she managed to push her stake through his heart, turning him to dust immediately. Buffy turned the other way and placed her fingers up to her neck, in pain. She decided that she needed help fast, and the closet place would be Angel's. As much as she wanted to stay away from him, she couldn't. She needed help immediately. Buffy ran to Angel's apartment and knocked on his door with tears in her eyes from the pain and fear she was feeling. As soon as Angel opened the door, she fell into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably. Angel hugged her close to him, trying to comfort her, thinking that she was crying because she would miss him and didn't want him to leave. "It'll be alright, soon," he whispered in her ear. "It hurts," Buffy sobbed. "I know, I know," he replied and kissed the top of her head. "The pain-" Buffy began. "Shhh..It'll all go away- it may take awhile- but soon, things will be alright," he promised her. "It-feels- like a thousand knives are stabbing into my neck- all at once," she told him. "Your...neck?" Angel asked hoping she wasn't referring to what he thought she was. "What are you talking about? I thought-" he began. Buffy pulled away, shaking her head, exposing the two red fang marks on her neck to him. Angel looked at the marks and growled. "Who did this to you?" he asked in anger. "I don't know. Just some- random vampire I guess," she told him. "How did it happen?" Angel asked. "Well, I was out on slay patrol and I guess I was a little..sidetracked and didn't notice that he was behind me. So he snuck up on me and attacked. It wasn't until he already had his fangs in my neck that I was able to fight back," Buffy explained. "Did you kill him?" Angel asked. Buffy nodded. "Yeah- dusted him off right away," she answered. Angel sighed, putting his head down. "What? Was I not supposed to kill him?" she asked, confused. Angel just stood there with his head down trying to figure out what to do. "Angel? You're scaring me. What gives here?" Buffy asked. Angel lifted his head to look at her. "Sorry- I ,uh- I was just worried. You shouldn't have," he began. "Killed him. I shouldn't have killed him," Buffy finished for him. Angel nodded. "But I didn't know- I thought vampires- except you, of course- were the bad guys and that I was supposed to kill them. I was scared- I didn't know what to do," she explained. "i know- It's not your fault. It's just- he could've been useful in getting you better," Angel told her. "How?" Buffy asked. "Well, as strange at it may sound, he didn't drain enough blood out of you to complete the process of healing- if he did, you'd be unconcous, so if he was still around we'd have to lure him into draining the slightest bit more out of you. Then, we'd have cut his neck and make him bleed and you'd have to drink the blood from his neck until you were strong again," he explained. Buffy was confused. "Uh, Angel- I could be wrong here but doesn't drinking a vampire's blood after he drank yours make you become a vampire?" she asked. "In most cases, yes, but not in this one. Since your the slayer it doesn't work the same for you," he told her. "How come?" Buffy asked. "Well, since your the slayer, you can drink the blood from the same spot that you were bitten in and not become a vampire," Angel explained. "Oh..ok..*ow* Whatever needs to be done to treat this, could we do it now?" Buffy asked in pain. "That's the thing, Buffy. Without that vampire, I don't know of any other way of treating it," he told her. "*Ow* Well, do I need *that* vampire? I mean, can't I just get any old vamp and suck the blood from that one's neck in stead? *Ow*" Buffy was able to get out. Angel shook his head. "It has to be the same one that bit you, otherwise it won't work," he told her. "Oh..great. So what do I do? I can't go to a hospital because they'll have to call my mom and she's out of town- I don't want her worrying or anything," Buffy said holding the spot on her neck again. "Let me look at it," Angel said. Buffy nodded and took her hand off the fang marks. Angel reached out his hand to touch it, then pulled back, almost instantly, and turned his head the other way with a growl. "Angel?" Buffy called. "You need to get help..now. Go find Giles or someone," he told her. "Aren't you gonna come? I mean, even though that vampire only got a little out of me, I'm still a little weak. What if another vampire comes along- I won't have the strength to fight it and-" "I can't," Angel answered with a growl, still turned the other way. Buffy walked around him so that she could face him. She realized that he was in his "game" face. "Oh. I get it. You can't look at me, can you? 'Cause when you do, all you see is the two red marks on my neck," she said. "I'm sorry, Buffy. I want to help you but..the temptation- it's just too great," Angel told her. "It's ok. I understand," Buffy said, with a hint of hurt in her voice. Angel noticed this and wanted to show her that he cared about her and loved her- even though they were no longer together. He stepped closer to her, placing a hand on the side of her neck without the fang marks. Angel bent his head down toward her neck. Fear overwhelmed Buffy as Angel's mouth neared the fang marks on her neck. After all, Angel was in his "vampire mode" But the fear and pain washed away, and was replaced with pleasure as Buffy felt Angel's soft, sensual lips, instead of fangs, pressed against the cut. Angel did not pull his lips away right way. He let them linger there for some seconds. As they did, Buffy closed her eyes and let her head tilt back slightly, exposing her neck to his lips and letting the pleasure take over her. Seeing Buffy's reaction to this, and how much pleasure this was giving her, he drew his lips away for merely a second, and kissed her there again. "Angel," Buffy sighed with pleasure. Angel was fighting so hard to control the demon inside him, so that he would not bite her. But the temptation was becoming to great, so he pulled his lips away from her neck. Buffy opened her eyes to find him staring at her. "Better?" Angel asked, referring to the pain from the bite. Buffy wanted to tell him how incredible it felt to have his lips on her, kissing her, since he hadn't in a while. But she knew that she couldn't. The y could no longer be together and she felt the need to remind him. "Angel, why did you do that? I mean, you know that we can't be together anymore. It'll be to hard to say goodbye if we are," Buffy said. Angel was finally able to gain control and morph back into his normal face again. "I know. I just- wanted to let you know that- whether we're together or not- I care about you, and..love you. And no matter what happens to us Buffy, I'll never stop. Even if..Even if you stake me right now. It hurts me so much to see you in pain and I'd give anything to help you- unless it would risk your life. And right now..it would-So I can't be with you..I'm sorry." Buffy nodded. She understood. But she was curious about something and had to ask him. "Did you wanna bite me just before?" she asked. Angel frowned and put his head down. "I did," he admitted in a sad tone. "But- I was able to control the urge," he told her. Buffy smiled slightly. "Well, I guess I should be greatful for your honesty. But- to answer your question from before..It is..better." Angel looked up at her with a slight smile. Buffy grinned back at him slightly. "Well, maybe I'll just have to do it again," Angel said flirtatiously. Buffy smiled. "Yeah, and maybe if you keep doing it, I'll be completely better." Angel's smile turned to a frown. "If that was all it really would take, I wish I could," he said, a sad tone in his voice again. Buffy's smile disappeared too, when he said this. "Well, I better go to Giles house now," she told him changing the subject. Angel nodded. "I'd go with you but-" "I know..the temptation..I know," Buffy said, understandingly. "Well, I guess this is goodbye then," Angel said, still with a sad tone. Buffy nodded. "Yeah..guess it is." She stared at him a few more seconds. "I'll..I'll see ya," she blurted out, quickly walking to the door. Without giving him the chance to answer her, she opened the door and left. She didn't start crying until she got outside. Once outside, the tears began to pour down her face as she walked to Giles to get help. Angel was left standing there in his apartment, tears rolling down his hace. "Yeah..see ya," he said in a whisper. TO BE CONTINUED _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com - - ------------------------------ End of Buffyfic-digest V2 #63 ***************************** To subscribe to buffyfic or buffyfic-digest, send the command subscribe buffyfic-digest or subscribe buffyfic to majordomo@xmission.com. You will need to go through a confirmation process, and the listowners have to manually approve your subscription request, so it may take some time. 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