From: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com (buffyfic-digest) To: buffyfic-digest@lists.xmission.com Subject: buffyfic-digest V2 #224 Reply-To: $SENDER Sender: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com Errors-To: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com Precedence: bulk buffyfic-digest Monday, June 8 1998 Volume 02 : Number 224 In this issue: BUFFYFIC: Best Intentions Part 9 BUFFYFIC: BBETA: Long Day 1/1 by Dreamscape205 BUFFYFIC: Torn Between Two Lovers 6/? by Dreamscape205 BUFFYFIC: Torn Between Two Lovers 7/? by Dreamscape205 See the end of the digest for information on (un)subscribing to the buffyfic or buffyfic-digest mailing lists and on how to retrieve back issues. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 08 Jun 1998 13:26:32 PDT From: "Jennifer M." Subject: BUFFYFIC: Best Intentions Part 9 TITLE: Best Intentions (9/12) AUTHOR: Jennifer M. (cliodhna25@hotmail.com) SUMMARY: What would happen if Buffy's mom found her diary? RATING: PG. TIME PERIOD: Maybe past Becoming 1? THANKYOUS: Thanks Leslie S.! FEEDBACK: Please! Any constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. DISTRIBUTION: Please ask. DISCLAIMER: All characters are the property of Joss Whedon, et al. The idea is mine, though! Best Intentions Part 9 Joyce, Giles and the two teens raced into the hospital. "We're here to check on my daughter. I want to be sure she's ok," Joyce explained to the security guard. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. It is past visitor's hours. I can't let you in," the young man told her. "Listen, someone may be in a lot of danger here, and we need to make sure she is alright," Giles interjected. "You're gonna have to come back in the morning. There are no more visitors tonight," the guard said again, firmly. The four left the reception area. "Hey! What if we walked in through the ER? It's unlocked, right? Maybe we could find the way to the Psych ward through there?" Willow asked. "Good thinking, Willow. Yes, let's try that," Giles said. The four raced towards the back of the hospital. Fear urging them on. ~~~ Buffy was desperately trying to fight Angel off while still lying in the bed. She wasn't having much luck. "Come on Angel, make this a fair fight. It's no fun if I'm tied up!" Angelus just smiled at her. "Now, you know that's not true, Buffy," he goaded her as he hauled off and punched her in the face. She fell back onto the pillow, unconscious. "It was a good try, though." He reached down towards her, when the door opened. "Angel. Back away from her. Now." Angel turned around to see Giles, Joyce, Xander and Willow in the door. Both Giles and Xander were holding crosses towards the Vampire, and Willow was holding a stake. Joyce just looked on in shock. Angel took a step back from the group. "Aw, look who decided to show up to save the Slayer!" He said sarcastically. "The Scooby Gang." "Buffy?" Joyce asked the unconscious girl. "Buffy!" She started to move towards the bed. Giles grabbed her arm and held her back. Angel just watched them. "What are you four going to do against me? I mean, your precious slayer is unconscious. Her mom looks like *she's* ready to be committed. And, well, Giles, you know you're no match for me." "He may not be, but, the three of us will be a lot harder to handle, Angel. Especially if we start to make a little noise!" Xander declared with a bravado he just did not feel. "Make that four, Xander," Joyce grabbed the cross from the boy, who then reached into his backpack to pull out a stake. Joyce, still unbelieving at what was happening right in front of her, held the cross towards Angel. He backed away a little more. "You do realize that can't stop me. I'm here to kill the slayer. Didn't ya read your antique books today, Giles? It is my job to kill her. Sorry, folks but the show is just about over. Take comfort in the fact that you have a front row seat." ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 08 Jun 1998 11:28:06 -0400 From: dreamscape Subject: BUFFYFIC: BBETA: Long Day 1/1 by Dreamscape205 TITLE: Long Day 1/1 AUTHOR: Dreamscape205 EMAIL: Angelus@mediaone.net DISTRIBUTION: Anya, I'll submit it directly through the Slayer's Fanfic site. Anyone else, it's okay as long as you give me credit, and email me with the URL I can find it archived. SUMMARY: Oz found a note...and who does it belong to? RATING: PG-13, I guess because of a few cuss words SPOILERS: Becoming DISCLAIMER: BtVS and its character's belong to Joss Whedon, the WB, Fox, and Mutant Enemy. The Song "Long Day" Was written by Rob Thomas and performed by Matchbox 20. No infringements intended! Author's Note: text enclosed in < > represent thoughts. I was listening to Matchbox 20's "yourself or someone like you" CD on the way home and this just popped into my head. Hope you enjoy it! ****************** "You guys have got to hear this. Oz wrote the most amazing lyrics to a note he found on the floor in the cafeteria. Of course, he added a little to it and changed the words a bit," Willow exclaimed excitedly. "Cool!" Xander and Cordelia cried in unison. Oz smiled at his beautiful girlfriend, "You would think Mary Had a Little Lamb was amazing if I played it." "Well, sure. It is amazing," she said, grinning at Oz as he began to play. < What in the world?! > Giles thought to himself as he heard a loud guitar begin to play. He emerged from the stacks to see Willow, Xander and Cordelia gathered around Oz, who had his guitar hooked to a small amplifier that was sitting nearby on the floor. He listened quietly as Oz continued the distinct rifts and melody until Giles heard the words to the song. Dumbfounded, he was completely frozen in place. "It's sitting by the overcoat The second shelf the note she wrote That I can't bring myself to throw away And also 'reach,' she said for no one else but you Cuz you won't turn away When someone else is gone' Oz looked up to see the three of them getting into the music. This, of course, gave him a happy and he continued to sing. "I'm sorry 'bout the attitude I need to give when I'm with you But no one else would take this shit from me And I'm so terrified of no one else but me I'm here all the time I won't go away It's me, yeah well I can't get myself to go away Hey, It's me and I can't get myself to go away Oh God, I shouldn't feel this way" Giles finally found the strength to move and began running down the stairs towards the teenagers, but still Oz sang on. (chorus) now Reach down your hand in your pocket Pull out some hope for me It's been a long day always ain't that right And no Lord your hand won't stop it Just keep you trembling It's been a long day always ain't that right" Giles finally reached his destination and grabbed the guitar from Oz's grip. "Just what the bloody hell do you think you're doing?" Giles shouted at the young man. "Geez, Giles, get a grip, why don't you?" Xander said, grabbing Giles by the arm. "Yeah," Cordelia joined her boyfriend, "Giles, he's just playing a new song he wrote." "New song, my eye! Those words...where did you get them? They're different, but they're the same!" He continued to shout at Oz. "Whoa, Man, chill. They're just from some note I found in the caf. There wasn't a name on it, so I couldn't find the person who wrote it." Oz tried to explain. "Giles, what is it? What's wrong?" Willow asked calmly. She'd never seen Giles act this way, except when he attacked Xander when he defended the attempt to restore Angel's soul. Xander had unwisely thrown Jenny's death in Giles' face and Giles exploded. < Emotional duress, that's what's causing this. > Giles head bowed, "The note...I found it in my office. It was unsigned, but the handwriting was unmistakable. Did you see the note?" he asked Willow. When she shook her head no, he continued, "It was Buffy's." Willow's eyes began to tear, as it gave a whole new meaning to the words. "Let him finish, Giles," she begged. "I think everyone has the right to know what she'd been feeling. A little glimpse into what she was going through, perhaps?" Giles thought for a few moments, then hesitantly said, "Alright, Oz. Please finish." Oz took the guitar from Giles with slightly trembling hands, "Okay. I hope I've done her justice." And he continued to play and sing. "Well I'm surprised that you'd believe In anything that comes from me I didn't hear from you or from someone else And you're so set in life, man a pisser they're waiting too damn bad you get so far so fast so what, so long (chorus) "Reach down your hand in your pocket Pull out some hope for me It's been a long day, always ain't the right And no Lord your hand won't stop it Just keep you trembling It's been a long day always ain't that right oh, ain't that right" Oz lowered his voice to a whisper: "it's me, yeah and I can't get myself to go away It's me, yeah and I can't get myself to go away Oh God, I shouldn't feel this way" Oz raised his voice to a shout: (Chorus) "now Reach down your hand in your pocket Pull out some hope for me It's been a long day, always ain't the right And no Lord your hand won't stop it Just keep you trembling It's been a long day always ain't that right" When Oz finished, the group that had been so excited about an awesome tune, were reflecting on their missing friend. Quietly and without thinking, they all moved towards each other at the same time until they met in a small circle. Wrapping arms around each other, they shared in a group hug and a group cry. ************ Like? Hate? Feedback is always welcome! Angelus@mediaone.net ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 08 Jun 1998 12:23:55 -0400 From: dreamscape Subject: BUFFYFIC: Torn Between Two Lovers 6/? by Dreamscape205 TITLE: Torn Between Two Lovers 6/? AUTHOR: Dreamscape205 EMAIL: Angelus@mediaone.net DISTRIBUTION: Anya, I'll submit it directly through the Slayer's Fanfic site. Anyone else, it's okay as long as you give me credit, and email me with the URL I can find it archived. SUMMARY: A new love...or two... in Willow's life RATING: PG-13 TYPE: UTB SPOILERS: none that I know of... DISCLAIMER: BtVS and its character's belong to Joss Whedon, the WB, Fox, and Mutant Enemy. No infringements intended! Author's Note: text enclosed in < > represent thoughts and feelings. ******** Part six Angel was thankful that Willow remained unconscious while he carried her through the streets of Sunnydale. Once at his apartment, he hoisted Willow over one shoulder to dig the keys to the apartment out of his pants pocket. After struggling with the lock for a moment, he finally pushed the door open and carried Willow directly to the couch. He gently laid her down upon the soft leather, placing a pillow under her head for comfort. Willow didn't stir, and this worried Angel considerably. He found no open wounds on her head or her shoulders. Chase had taken the full brunt of the blow from the table, Willow had merely been knocked down. The only explanation was that she had been weakened by the encounter with Chase. The vampire wandered into the kitchen, returning with a cold cloth and placed it on Willow's forehead. She stirred, mumbling something unrecognizable and turned onto her side, drawing her legs up into the fetal position. Angel knelt beside her, retrieving the cloth which had fallen to the floor during her movement, placing it on her neck. He tenderly brushed aside the tendrils of hair that covered her cheeks. "What's happening to you, little one?" he whispered. A loud pounding on the door startled Angel from his crouched position. He leaped at the door, looking almost like an animal pouncing on its prey, demanding, "Who's there?" "Just who do you think it would be?!" a voice barked from the other side of the door. Angel opened the door without hesitation, and Buffy rushed past him, and stood over Willow's prone form. Buffy was breathing hard; she had run to Angel's from the Bronze. "Your friend...what's his name... took Xander...how's Willow?" she labored, as she tried to catch her breath. "Count Chasjove Logoczy," Angel stated simply. "Chase." He moved back to sit on the arm of the couch above Willow's head and began stroking her hair. "And he's not my friend," He spat. "So...you *do* know him?" Buffy questioned. < Come on, Angel. I don't have time for fifty questions. > She placed her left hand on her hip and gestured to him with her right, "Look, spill it. Whatever you know, just get it out on the table. Two people's lives are at stake, and we don't have time for the cryptic guy routine." Angel's head snapped up, glaring at Buffy, "You don't have to tell me what's at stake." A low growl escaped him as he stood to face her, "So, Chase has Xander? Let me guess...he wants to exchange?" Buffy nodded, her eyes resting upon Willow's sleeping face, "Yes, he wants Catherine, I mean Willow, brought to him tonight. I don't even know where to find him." < What am I going to do? Willow's in mental danger...Xander's in mortal danger. > Plopping herself into a nearby chair, she said, "I need to call Giles. Before I do...I want you to tell me what you know." Angel began pacing around the room. "As I said, his name is Count Chasjove Logoczy, but the name he currently uses is Chase Logan. Seeing him tonight made me understand what had been bothering me about Willow for so long. His wife, Catherine, and Willow, they are almost identical." Buffy frowned, "You knew Catherine, too?" "Briefly," he nodded, concentrating on his memories. "I met her just before she was killed over two hundred years ago. Chase never got over it and vowed he would find Catherine again. I didn't believe he would ever find that certain someone he would use to replace her." His pacing increased and he lashed out, more to himself than to anyone, "Why didn't I see it? How could I be so forgetful?" "Angel, that was a long time ago. Memories fade," she offered him a half smile, "please, tell me more." Angel's expression became forlorn as he recounted the details of his past. "I was in Budapest around the year 1787, Chase had staked that territory decades before, and it's customary to report to the HVIC when you arrive. That was when I first met Chase and Catherine." Angel continued to pace as he talked. "HVIC?" Buffy's head cocked sideways as she watched Angel pace the room. "Head Vampire in Charge," Angel stated flatly. "Clever. Keep talking." "The townspeople were holding their yearly festival to celebrate harvest. I had arrived in Hungary for just that reason...easy pickings. Drunk and happy people become careless people," Angel explained uneasily. "Um...I guess," Buffy frowned. "Anyway, the festival lasted five days and I didn't want to wait until the final evening to indulge in a mass feeding. I just wanted to rush out and devour whatever I came in contact with. It didn't take long to charm Catherine into joining me," Angel concluded. "I can imagine," Buffy scowled, "I suppose Catherine could have used 'the face of an angel brought out the devil in me' excuse." "Clever," Angel returned her earlier barb, "should I continue?" "Please." "It was only the second day of the festival, and townspeople were not quite as careless as I'd hoped. When Catherine and I began the rampage, it didn't take long for them to come to their own defense. They attacked us in mobs, fighting with any and every weapon they could find. I managed to escape with only a few cuts and bruises that healed quickly...Catherine was not so fortunate." Buffy sat upright in the chair, "What happened to her?" "She lost her head...literally." Angel said matter of factly. "Ugh...not a pretty story. Remind me never to ask you to tell me any bedtime stories." Buffy quipped. "Anyway, that explains how you know Chase and why he dislikes you." The Slayer turned to see that Angel had resumed his post by Willow, gently stroking her hair. Buffy was still unsure of how she felt about the two of them together, but that thought faded as she saw the pain he was in. She went to him, enveloping him within her arms in an attempt to comfort him, "We'll find a way to bring her back, and to save Xander." Angel nodded and attempted a weak smile as Buffy pulled away and walked to the desk to picked up the telephone receiver, "Time to call Giles...we need to fill him in on what's happened to Will." The telephone was answered almost before the first ring finished, "Uh...hello, this is Rupert Giles." "Giles. We've got a problem." "Hmmm? Well, what is it this time?" he asked curiously. "Yeah, well, it appears that the new vamp in town has a yen for redheads," Buffy retorted. "He has Willow?" Giles' concern emanated over the telephone line. "No. Xander." "Xander's hair is brown," Giles was clearly confused. "Very observant...I guess that's why you're the Watcher." Buffy joked, but the humor fell short. "Buffy, be serious!" He scolded. "Sorry, couldn't resist. Anyway, we managed to get Willow away from him, but he's done something to her mind. During the fight he knocked Xander out and took off with him after telling me to bring him Willow in exchange. Giles, he believes Willow is the reincarnation of his dead wife, Catherine." "Oh, my..." "That's not the half of it. Apparently, Willow now thinks she's Catherine, too." Buffy continued to relate the events of the night to Giles. When she was finished there was a moment of silence on the line before Giles spoke, "We could try hypnosis. I'm afraid I don't know all that much about reincarnation, but it may restore her true consciousness." "It's worth a try. Please get here as soon as you can." Just as the receiver was laid in its cradle, Willow began to stir. Her eyes flew open and she began to survey her surroundings. She noticed the girl at the club who had tried to stop her from joining Chase, and then her eyes fell upon the handsome man who was standing next to her. "Angelus," she spoke aloud. Startled, Angel spun around in the direction of the voice, "Willow!" But the eyes that stared back at him were not the eyes of the young woman he had become so completely enthralled by. These eyes were cold and distant. 'Catherine' sat up, "Angelus, how could you forget who I am? After all...we shared my 'death' together." She stood and walked towards Angel. As she neared him, her hand rose to gently touch his cheek, "But, fear not, darling Angelus, we will share in your death soon..." ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 08 Jun 1998 12:30:14 -0400 From: dreamscape Subject: BUFFYFIC: Torn Between Two Lovers 7/? by Dreamscape205 TITLE: Torn Between Two Lovers 7/? AUTHOR: Dreamscape205 EMAIL: Angelus@mediaone.net DISTRIBUTION: Anya, I'll submit it directly through the Slayer's Fanfic site. Anyone else, it's okay as long as you give me credit, and email me with the URL I can find it archived. SUMMARY: A new love...or two... in Willow's life RATING: this part is more PG-13 TYPE: UTB SPOILERS: none that I know of... DISCLAIMER: BtVS and its character's belong to Joss Whedon, the WB, Fox, and Mutant Enemy. No infringements intended! Author's Note: text enclosed in < > represent thoughts and feelings. ******* Part Seven GILES' RESIDENCE After hanging up the telephone, Giles ran to the piano on the far side of his living room. "Never thought I'd need this for more than tempo," he commented to himself as he picked up the metronome sitting on top of the piano. Grabbing his car keys, he raced outside to his car and headed for Angel's apartment. OUTSKIRTS OF SUNNYDALE - LOGAN'S RESIDENCE Xander regained consciousness and surveyed his surroundings. < Where am I? > Taking note of the large desk and ample amount of books, he decided he was in a study or a library of some kind. He noticed the ceiling to floor windows that were covered in floor-length drapes, velvet and dark red in color. Then his eyes fell upon the portrait directly across the room from his position on the sofa. < Willow. Or, is it? They look exactly alike...except for the eyes. Willow's eyes are warm and tender. These eyes are ice-cold...dead. > There was a noise in the direction of the doorway. Xander turned his aching head towards it, "You. Why have you brought me here?" He was surprised by the calmness of his voice when his insides felt like an earthquake was happening all around and within him. "You are a means to an end," Chase responded arrogantly. "Your friend will bring me Catherine to exchange for your life. It is that simple. There is no alternative for her." Xander snorted, "There's no Catherine. There's only Willow, a young girl who's mind you have obviously clouded somehow with memories of this 'Catherine'." Xander grew angrier by the second. The thought of his best friend since childhood being "erased" was more than he could stand. "How dare you take one life to substitute for another? Who made you God?" Chase's face clouded with pain for just one instant and disappeared quickly. "You are in no position to demand answers. I do not have to justify my actions to anyone. Catherine should never have been killed, if for the impetuousness of that insipid Angelus she would still be here." Xander shook his head and spoke with resentment; "This justifies what you're doing to Willow? Take your anger out on Angel for whatever he's done, but leave Willow alone." Chase spun to face Xander, eyes burning with hatred, "For what he's done? The fool! Because he would not listen, and because Catherine was easily charmed by him and followed him blindly, she was beheaded! Do you hear me?! Beheaded! That libertine...he...he..." Chase trailed off as he got his emotion under control. < I don't have time for this. > He motioned towards Xander and spoke in a dismissive tone, "Just shut up. This will be over soon." Xander watched Chase open the door of the study that lead to the hallway. A guard was standing directly outside. < In case I decide to make a break for it. > A second person, which Xander assumed was also a vampire, appeared almost immediately. Xander heard Chase speak, "It's time, Judson. Lead them here...bring her to me." Judson bowed, "Yes, my Master." And he was gone. Xander prayed silently that Buffy had a plan to get them out of this. The look that Chase bestowed upon him as he exited the study was one that told their future. Whatever his intentions for Willow, his intention for the rest of them was death. Chase was angry with himself for letting that boy get the better of him for just an instance. He felt a small twinge of guilt for destroying one life to bring back his beloved. < No matter, the end result is the most important. > ANGEL'S RESIDENCE Giles pounded on the door to Angel's apartment. As it opened he sputtered, "I got here as quickly as..as I could." He nodded to Angel as he entered, and Angel closed the door behind them. Buffy was sitting in a chair on the far side of the room intently watching the girl that was sitting on the couch. The Slayer's eyes never left the girl, even when Giles approached her and spoke softly to her. "Buffy, if this is going to work, we'll need to get her cooperation." Buffy shook her head and whispered, "Just how do you think that's gonna happen?" Buffy watched as Angel approached "Catherine" and sat beside her. "Catherine" immediately stiffened her posture and looked at him cautiously. She may have been on the intimidating side when she first woke, but the longer she stayed in their company, the more unsettled she became. < Her strength is Chase. She's weak without him. > Angel took "Catherine's" left hand and held it in his right. He looked deep into her eyes and tenderly touched her right cheek with the fingertips of his left hand. She looked at him as if mesmerized and leaned towards the touch of his hand as if it was a comfort to her. "Look." Buffy motioned to Giles to watch Angel with Willow, "You won't have to do anything after all. It seems Angel knows that vampire trick of hypnotizing his victims just as the Master did. The only difference is that Angel's method seems more sensual." "Um...yes, so it appears." Giles agreed and watched in fascination. It took Angel mere seconds to do something it takes trained professionals sometimes an hour or more. "What's your name?" Angel asked as he looked into Willow's face. "Catherine," she said staring at him with lifeless eyes. Thinking it best to keep it simple, he asked, "Where are you?" "I do not know." "Why have you come back?" "To be with my love." Growing impatient, he demanded, "Where's Willow?" "She is.... you will never see her again." Catherine sounded almost vindictive even in her hypnotic state. Somehow, she sensed Angel's need to make sure Willow was unharmed and did not want to give him the satisfaction of any information regarding the girl who's body she inhabited. "Soon you will be dead and it will not matter." "How will I die?" Angel continued the interrogation. "By my hand." At that moment, a shadow of pain crossed Catherine's face. A tender sob escaped her lips and tortured eyes looked into Angel's, "Please, Angel...you must not try to help me." Loving hands cupped his face as she struggled for control. Angel leaned close to hear her tormented whispers. When she next spoke her lips brushed against his, "I can't stop her...too strong. I have seen...in my dreams...your death." Tears streamed down her face as her lips touched his, "I love you....Angel....please....don't let me..." As her words trailed away, Angel again looked into the dead eyes of Catherine. "Willow!" The name came from within him half scream, half growl. "She is gone. Forever." Catherine closed her eyes and unconsciousness overcame her. Angel's rage was unleashed as he stood, grabbing the coffee table and launching it across the room, where it smashed into pieces against the wall. ------------------------------ End of buffyfic-digest V2 #224 ****************************** To subscribe to buffyfic or buffyfic-digest, send the command subscribe buffyfic-digest or subscribe buffy 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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