Star Crossed Lovers
By Michelle McKague
Disclaimer- Not Mine. I only own this story, everything else belongs to Joss Whedon,
The WB, 20th century Fox, and Mutant Enemy.
Authors Note- These are a collection of Buffy and Angel’s thoughts after certain
episodes, including added scenes to a few. The ending takes place 5 years in the
future after “Amends” so the spin-off “Angel” never happens. Oh and one last thing,
I totally made up The pasts of Giles and Joyce.
Part One- Episode: Angel- Loving the Enemy
Her Story- An Angel of a Different sort
I can’t believe Angel’s a vampire. He’s good and all, but who ever heard of a slayer
in love with a vampire? It’s true, I love him. I don’t know when I fell in love with
him I think it was when he gave me his leather jacket.
***********Flashback***************************************
I wasn’t really nice to him at that point, his presence always reminded me that I
wasn’t a normal girl, I was the Slayer, but I was attracted to him, very attracted.
Me: “Well! Look who's here!”
Angel: “Hi.” He actually sounded glad to see me, unfortunately I couldn’t return
the favour.
Me: “I'd say it's nice to see you, but then we both know that's a big fib.”
Angel: “I won't be long.” He actually sounded disappointed.
Me: “No, you'll just give me a cryptic warning about some exciting new catastrophe,
and then disappear into the night. Right?”
Angel: “You're cold.”
Me: “You can take it.” I really thought he meant my manner, looking back I can see
he was entitled.
Angel: (takes off his jacket) I mean, you look cold.
He puts his jacket around my shoulders
Me: “A little big on me.” (noticing a series of cuts on Angel's arm) What happened?
Angel: “I didn't pay attention.”
Me: “To somebody with a big fork?” Mr. Cryptic man was back.
Angel: “He's coming.”
Me: “The Fork Guy?” Couldn’t he be a little more direct?
Angel: “Don't let him corner you. Don't give him a moment's mercy. He'll rip your
throat out.”
Me: “Okay, I'll give you improved marks for that one. Ripping a throat out, it's
a strong visual, it's not cryptic!” He was actually really cute, it was just that
all he wanted to talk about was slaying.
Angel: “I have to go.” (leaves)
Me: (staring after him) “Sweet dreams to you, too.”
****************End Flashback*******************************
Whoever named him got it right, he really is an Angel, My guardian Angel. I just
wish things were different, but that’s life. I think we were meant to be together,
and that in the future we will be, it will just take a while. That goodbye kiss was
so wonderful, he really is the best kisser, and I’ve been kissed a fair bit.
***************Flashback***********************************
That kiss hurt me so much, I was torn inside, part of me knew that Angel and I can
never have a future and the other part was so much in love with him and wanted him
to hold me forever.
We walked towards each other, and he was the first to talk.
Angel: “I just wanted to see if you were okay. And your mother.”
Me: “We're both good. You?” I was trying so hard to make small talk.
Angel: “If I can go a little while without getting shot or stabbed I'll be alright.
Look, this can't...” It sounded like he was trying too.
Me: “...ever be anything. I know. For one thing, you're, like, two hundred and twenty-four
years older than I am.” I was well aware of the fact that Angel and I had no future.
Angel: I just gotta... I gotta walk away from this.
Me- (nodding) “I know. Me too, (whispering) one us has to go here.” I knew that to
well.
Angel: (also whispering) “I know.” He sounded like he wanted it as much
as I did.
We looked at each other a moment longer and then closed in to kiss. Thekiss became
passionate. I put my arm around Angel's neck. Boy did he know how to kiss.
We separated.
Me: “You okay?” ‘cause I sure wasn’t.
Angel: “It's just...”
Me: “ ...painful. I know. See you around?” Boy did I know it was painful, it was
killing me inside.
For the first time I caught the lyrics of the song playing in the background, it
suited the moment.
Lyrics: I'll remember you / You will be there in my heart / I'll remember you / And
that is all that I can do / But I'll remember
I walked away.
*********End Flashback**************************************
I wonder what he’s doing right now, is he awake thinking of me like I am of him?
I know it’s selfish, but I hope so.
His Story- A True Beauty
It’s wrong, and unheard of, but it’s true, I love her. I know, whoever heard of a
vampire in love with the slayer? But I do, I think I fell in love with her back in
L.A almost a year ago, before she ever knew I existed. She was so young and innocent,
so undeserving of this life. That was the first time in two hundred some odd years
that I wished I was a man again. Not since the day my body died, and I became a demon.
It took a young girl to reopen my heart, and I wish she hadn’t. Because then I wouldn’t
be dying inside without her. I hope that somewhere deep inside of her, that there’s
a little piece of her that misses me as I miss her.