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Chapter 5: Dreaming It had been a month since the true identity of “Buffy” was revealed. Angel had been searching for her without any luck, he had even asked Kate for help, maybe not the wisest thing to do since she was living in a fugitives body. He spent lot of time in Sunnydale since the Scooby gang didn’t trust Faith and Angel had to be there to keep an eye on things. Willow didn’t feel comfortable living in the same room with her and the college had found a new student to live in her dorm room, so Angel gave Faith his permission to live in the Crawford mansion. It was the weekend, Angel was packing his suitcase to leave to Sunnydale. There was a knock on the door and Cordelia stepped inside. Angel turned to look at her, at least she was learning to knock. “Kate called”, she stated and crossed her arms in front of her. It was obvious that she didn’t like the woman. “Is she still on the phone?” Angel asked ready to go to the phone. “No”, was the only answer Cordelia gave him, she was pissed after the conversation with the cop. Angel sighed. “What did she say?” Cordelia just flicked her hair and gave a frustrated sigh. “Nothing new. She hasn’t found anything”, she answered not telling him everything she had been rambling about or the fact that she was coming to see Angel. “Okay”, Angel said distracted and went back to his packing. “Are you sure you don’t want to come to Sunnydale?” he asked after a moment and she just looked at him like he had lost his mind. “To Sunnyhell? Why would I want to do that?” “Visit the gang, your friends and family. And what if you have a vision?” “If I have a vision, I’ll call you. And I don’t have the patience to see Xander, my high school friends weren’t real friends, they were with me just to be popular and my family is at the Cayman islands.” Angel closed the suitcase and lifted it off the bed. He turned to look at Cordelia. “Are you sure?” “Yes”, she sighed loudly and started to push Angel out the door. “Go! You’re starting to get on my nerves”, she said and pushed Angel all the way outside. “Fine. I’ll call you when I get to Sunnydale”, he said and stepped into his convertible. “Yeah, yeah. Go.” Angel gave her a small smile and left. Not long after that, Kate pulled over in front of the building. Cordelia smirked.
The minute Angel pulled over in the courtyard, Faith was out of the building. “Did you find her?” she asked before Angel even got out of the car. “No, I haven’t but I’m checking out some leads and Kate...” he didn’t have time to finish when Faith interrupted: “Your cop friends?” Angel nodded and tried to continue but in vain. “Really not your best choice of help. She’s not going to find Buffy and if she does, she’ll just call the cops in there and they’ll throw her into the can.” Angel sighed and rubbed his forehead. He had thought about it and sometimes he wished she wouldn’t find Buffy. “Let’s go inside. It will be light in few hours. We have some time to patrol before sunrise”, he said changing the subject.
Buffy grinned evilly up to Angel and planted a wet kiss to his chest. ”Tell me what you’re thinking”, he asked with a gruff voice but she just shook her head. ”Why don’t I show you”, she said seductively and started kissing his chest, down to his stomach twirling her tongue on his skin. ”Buffy.” She just grinned and kept on going lower, pulling the sheet as she closed her target. Her grin only widened when she saw that he was truly up and ready. ”You know, this is going to sound such a cliché, but I’ve never done this before”, she said with a low passion filled voice and licked the tip of his cock. He groaned loudly and grabbed the sheet, balling it into his fist. ”Buffy”, he gasped as she ran her tongue from the tip to his testicles. She hovered her mouth above the tip and blew a breath. She was mesmerized as she watched it twitch. Slowly she ran her fingernail along the underside of his cock and the wrapped her fingers around the root. Her tongue was playing with the tip the whole time. Angel grabbed her by the back of her neck and pulled her up. ”If you keep that up, I’m gonna cum like a inexperienced teenager”, he managed to say. ”And we wouldn’t want that, would we”, she grinned and pressed a soft kiss to his wrist. She pulled away from him and slipped downwards. She gently took a hold of his cock and with a slow but still firm hold started to stroke him. He grunted and took a hold of her head threading her hair between his fingers. She took the tip to her mouth and soon slowly took him whole. His grip tightened and he let out a long pleasure filled groan. She started to suck him furiously, taking him in as much as she could and swallowing every once in a while. She gently raked her fingernails to the base and started to hum. He could feel the tightening in his balls and he knew he was about to cum soon. ”Buffy”, he tried to warn her but didn’t manage to say it… Angel was turning in his bed, moaning at the same time. Faith had sneaked into his room after hearing him to her room and now she was looking at him with wide eyes. He was starting to look a little too happy for her liking. “Yo Angel!” she yelled and shook him violently. Angel jumped ready to strike but stopped his fist from landing a punch just in time. “Faith?” he asked confused. “Yeah, big guy. You were moaning in your sleep and I don’t think it was a nightmare. You were starting to look a bit too happy so I figured it was better wake you up before your evil twin decided to visit”, Faith explained and glanced down to the tent in his sheets. “Umh... Thanks”, Angel mumbled and tried to cover his obvious arousal. “Okay, I’m going to leave you two alone”, Faith said with a smirk and flew out the room. Angel groaned, this was not good.
Buffy woke up with a start, she covered in sweat. First she was confused but then it all started to come back to her. She groaned. She loved and hated those dreams, they were all alike, hot and sweaty dreams starring Angel in a strange apartment. Slowly she got up from her bed and headed to the bathroom. She put the shower on not bothering to turn the heat up, she was too used to cold showers the first thing in the morning. For months she had been having very erotic dreams of Angel and it was wonderful and disturbing at the same time. She had started a new life but her past was still haunting her. This time was easier than the last time the ran away, again she was wanted by the police but now she knew Angel was alive, living his own life in LA. She hadn’t stopped slaying, she wasn’t running away from what she was. But she felt guilty about having a new life, leaving her friends and duty back in Sunnydale. She missed them all and was starting to regret leaving. So when she noticed her diary was gone, she had a perfect excuse to go back to Sunnydale. When she got there, they were all just fine, living their lives like before and nobody, not even her own mother, had noticed anything. She so wanted to talk to them but she knew it was impossible. It was safer to let things be, council and the cops were still after her. So she returned back to her new home with a heavy heart. Once she had finished her morning chores, she looked at the clock groaning out loud when it was more than it should have been. “Not again”, she sighed, grabbed her keys and left the small apartment. Buffy arrived to the daycare center just in time. The minute she opened the door, a small fair headed boy yelled ‘Anne’ in a high voice and ran to her. Slowly Buffy peeled the boy off her legs and smiled at him. “Morning, Liam.” Liam smiled brightly and then fake frowned in which he didn’t quite succeed. “You were running late, again”, he said with a very serious voice. Buffy couldn’t help but chuckle. “Yeah, I was. But I hope you can forgive me.” Liam looked very considering, tapping his finger to his chin and then smiled. “I think I can”, he said and grabbed Buffy’s hand. “Come on, I made you a drawing”, he said giddily and pulled Buffy with him. Buffy let him to lead her to the small table. She still couldn’t believe she was working in a daycare center, nobody would ever believe her, even she herself still had hard time believing it. Buffy kneeled down in front of the little table and took the drawing from Liam. She chuckled when she saw what was in the drawing, her with a stake, Liam holding his arms to the sides like a body builder and a vampire looking in horror with it’s eyes popping out. “It’s great picture. But I don’t think Mrs Granger would appreciate it as much as I do”, she said. Liam frowned and then brightened. “She doesn’t have to see it, I was going to give it to you anyway”, he said with returning enthusiasm. “Thank you. I will put it on the fridge door”, Buffy promised. “Anne?” “Yeah.” “Will you marry me?” Liam asked with a innocent sincerity. Buffy giggled. “Liam, you’re too young to get married. Ask me in ten years, let’s see if you still want to marry me once you’ve grown up”, she said to him, he was just so cute. Liam smiled proudly puffing his chest out. Buffy was walking in the park with Mr Pointy in hand. Here the vampires were so easy, they all thought the slayer was in Sunnydale and so they always bought the lonely girl in the dark park act. She heard a loud yell, like coming from a child. She sprang into run and soon caught up with a burly vampire carrying a struggling little boy. “Let me go, you ugly bump face”, the boy yelled and tried to kick the much bigger vampire. “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size”, Buffy said hiding the stake behind her back. “Ooh. This night is getting all better. My girlfriend would love a young blond to play with”, the vampire said stepping closer to her not letting go of the boy. “But I want to play with you. Let the boy go and nothing bad is going to happen”, Buffy said innocently. The vampire smirked pleased with himself and let the boy down to the ground but not letting go of him. “Oh, but bad things are going to happen little girl”, he said and came closer to her dragging the boy behind him. “Suite your self”, she said and punched the vampire. He fell to the ground, his hold slipping from the boy who scrambled away from him. “Now you made me angry”, the vampire said and got up. He attacked Buffy but it was in vain, Buffy was too quick and strong. She pounded her fist into the vampire with brutal strength and kicked her knee into his stomach. She pulled out the stake. The vampire tried to flee when he saw the stake but it was no use. She grabbed him by the jacket, flung him into a tree and plunged Mr Pointy into the heart. Then there was dust. She swirled the stake like a revolver in a classic westerns and put it back into the back of her pants under her jacket. She turned around and saw the boy sitting in front of a bush, his arms wrapped around his legs. He was looking at her with watchful eyes. Her face softened and she carefully went to the boy, kneeling in front of him. “Are you okay?” she asked with a soft voice. The boy nodded and kept looking at her with amaze. “Are you an angel?” the boy asked from his savior. Buffy couldn’t help but smile. “No, I’m not an angel”, she said. “Oh”, the boy sighed not sure should he be disappointed. “Was that a vampire?” soon the boy asked with big bright eyes. For a moment Buffy considered lying to him but the look on his face told her he didn’t need to be lied to. He wasn’t an adult, he didn’t need to rationalize what he had just seen and Buffy doubted that he would believe her explanation of the trick of light. “Yes it was”, she answered gently. “Okay”, he said like it wasn’t a big deal. Buffy offered him her hand, he took it and they got up. The boy looked at her and finally asked: “Are you sure you’re not an angel?” Buffy laughed and smiled at the boy. “I’m sure. Let me take you home, it’s not safe after dark.” “Okay, I live near here. I was just going to get some candy when that vampire took me. What’s your name?” Buffy looked at the little boy walking beside her, he looked so innocent, big blue eyes and dirty blond hair, he shouldn’t have to know about the things in the dark. “My name is Anne”, she answered after a long pause. “I’m Liam”, the boy said smiling and took hold of her hand. Liam had been telling the truth when he said he lived near, his house was just outside the park. He rang the door bell, still holding on to Buffy’s hand. Soon a frantic looking woman opened the door. “Liam! Thank God!” she said and then noticed Buffy. She looked at her suspiciously. “Mom, this is Anne. She saved me from a vampire”, he explained with innocent face, hoping her mother would forget he had sneaked out on his own. His mother looked at them both oddly. “I saved him from a bad man. He was trying to grab him”, covered Buffy and she seemed satisfied with that explanation. “Why don’t you come in, Anne. I’m Kirsten Carter”, Liam’s mother said and Liam dragged Buffy inside before she could say anything. ”It’s nice to meet you. Anne O’Rourke”, Buffy said and shook her hand with the one that Liam wasn’t holding on to. “I’ll make some coffee”, Mrs Carter said and went to the kitchen. Liam pulled Buffy’s hand and she leaned closer. “Why did you say it wasn’t a vampire? It was.” Buffy smiled warmly. “Yes, it was. But grown up don’t want to believe in vampires”, she explained. “Okay. But you’re a grown up.” “Yes, I am but I’ve known about them for a long time.” Liam seemed to accept her explanation. Buffy still wasn’t sure how she ended up working in the daycare center where Liam went. It just happened, he had convinced his mother that she should take him there after school and without even noticing it, she stayed there too when Liam insisted. Soon she was offered a job filling in for a worker who was sick and not long after she had a steady job.
Buffy went to her other job that was a bar called Dusty’s. She had became friends with the bartender Joe, which wasn’t his real name but it sounded so much like something bartender would be called, the bouncer Mac and waitress Nikki. They didn’t hang around after work but she trusted them just not enough to tell her true identity. Nikki also lived across the hall from her, so they couldn’t help but become friends. The evening was still slow, she was leaning to the bar and her thoughts were drifting to her dreams. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder and it took a lot not to spun around and hit who ever touched her. Slowly she turned to look at Nikki who was looking at her head to the side. “What?” Buffy asked feeling uncomfortable under her gaze. “You’ve been having those dreams again”, she stated. “What? No”, she tried but Nikki wouldn’t put up with it. “Yes you have. I can see it in your face. I just wish I had dreams like that, the one time I crashed on your couch, you seemed to be enjoying it”, she said with a wicked smile. Buffy rolled her eyes and shook her head. “No you wouldn’t, trust me”, she said and picked up a tray when she saw one of the new customers sign to her. “We’ll talk about it later”, Nikki said after her. “So, what would you like?” Buffy asked the guys who had settled on a table. “How ‘bout your phone number, sweetness?” one of the guys said and others laughed. “Sorry, not on the menu”, Buffy answered, she knew the type all too well. “Are you sure? We could have some fun together”, he suggested. Buffy let out a frustrated sigh and said: “When you’re ready to order, let me know”, she said and turned around. “Oh come on!” he yelled and was about to slap her butt when she grabbed his hand mid-swing. “Don’t think about it”, she said with a low authority voice and walked away. The group looked after her stunned.
Angel and Buffy were sitting in the kitchen, table keeping them apart and a tea pot in the middle. “We need to be rational”, Angel said. Buffy nodded absently. “Yes, we do”, she said and got up from the table. Angel was up in a flash and standing beside her. “But I can’t fight it”, he said and hovered his hand above her arm not touching but feeling the warmth radiating from her. “Neither can I”, she answered and glided her hand above side of his face not touching him. She closed her eyes and took a long unsteady breathe. “Angel”, she whispered and opened her eyes, looking at him with sadness in her gaze. He returned the gaze with the same amount of pain. “Together we are strong”, he said but he didn’t seem to be in control of his words. “And apart we are dead”, she continued. That was when his hands wrapped around her arms and he pulled her into a hungry kiss. Suddenly the view changed, they were in a park and he could see a mail box flash before his eyes. That’s when he woke up, jumping up from the bed. “Anne O’Rourke”, he whispered and sprinted to the phone. Quickly he dialed a number and waited someone to pick up. “Cordy! I need you to find a Anne O’Rourke from New York City, preferably from Manhattan. Yes, I know what time it is. But this is important! Okay, call me as soon as you find something”, he said and hung up. He hadn’t even noticed that he was breathing hard, air which he didn’t need. He grabbed a pair of pants and rushed into Faith’s room. She was still sleeping and he shook her shoulder which send a right hook to his way. He managed to duck it and took a step back. “What!?” yelled an angry Faith and slowly got up to sit. “Buffy is in New York”, Angel said and threw a pair of pants and a shirt to Faith. “And how do you know that?” she asked while dressing. Angel had his back turned to her, he was a gentleman after all. “I had a dream. I was with Buffy, we were in New York central park and I saw a flash of A. O’Rourke on a mail box”, he explained the tidied up version. “And how you know it’s Buffy?” she asked, still not convinced. “Her middle name is Anne.” Faith sighed and lifted her hands in surrender. “Well, I always wanted to visit the big apple.” Angel and Faith managed to catch a night flight to New York and it happened to land before sunrise. But that didn’t make Angel feel any better. Especially since it was his first time in one of those things. During the flight he got a phone call from Cordelia, telling the address of a Anne O’Rourke from Manhattan. After that Angel called Giles, they had the right to know that he might have found Buffy.
Giles hung up the phone and turned to look at the expectant Scooby gang. “Angel found Buffy. He and Faith went to New York”, Giles told them.
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