Disclaimer: I really don't see the point in putting this in, because
everyone knows that I own none of this.
Distribution: Have you ever seen someone who doesn't like it when other people put your story on their site? Me either.
Reviews: This is another stupid thing to put on here because it is common knowledge that everyone wants reviews. So I feel that this is really stupid.
Setting: This thing we need, because how else would you know that this is in season three, about three months before Buffy's eighteenth birthday?
A/N: This is my first and most likely only Bangel fic (B/A). Sorry But I'm a Spuffy Person. Also, if I got the timing wrong for when certain things happen, please forgive me. I am too lazy to do all the research required to know that. This fic is dedicated to my friend Samantha for diehard Bangel- ness. (I keep hoping that she'll grow out of it, but we can't have everything.) So enjoy!
Chapter One: And the Darkness Comes
Buffy shivered as she woke from her dream. A sigh escaped her lips as she realized that everything was fine. Nothing to worry about. Still Buffy couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to happen; or even was happening at that moment. She sat up in her bed and reached to flip on her light. Nothing. Darkness still enveloping her, Buffy felt into her side table and grasped the flashlight. Clicking it on, Buffy saw what had awoken her.
A large crack had snaked its way down Buffy's window. Stuffed animals were strewn across the floor. Almost as defiance to her, the house gave a small shiver, sending her back under the covers. A few pieces of ceiling fell and cracked upon her head. When the quaking stopped, Buffy sprang from her bed. But when she landed on the floor, she gasped in pain and surprise. Glancing down, she grimaced. Glass chunks littered the floor. Crying out, Buffy sank to the ground, forgetting her flashlight. She crawled out of the to sit on the stairs, cautious of other pieces of debris. Buffy gritted her teeth and pu
Distribution: Have you ever seen someone who doesn't like it when other people put your story on their site? Me either.
Reviews: This is another stupid thing to put on here because it is common knowledge that everyone wants reviews. So I feel that this is really stupid.
Setting: This thing we need, because how else would you know that this is in season three, about three months before Buffy's eighteenth birthday?
A/N: This is my first and most likely only Bangel fic (B/A). Sorry But I'm a Spuffy Person. Also, if I got the timing wrong for when certain things happen, please forgive me. I am too lazy to do all the research required to know that. This fic is dedicated to my friend Samantha for diehard Bangel- ness. (I keep hoping that she'll grow out of it, but we can't have everything.) So enjoy!
Chapter One: And the Darkness Comes
Buffy shivered as she woke from her dream. A sigh escaped her lips as she realized that everything was fine. Nothing to worry about. Still Buffy couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to happen; or even was happening at that moment. She sat up in her bed and reached to flip on her light. Nothing. Darkness still enveloping her, Buffy felt into her side table and grasped the flashlight. Clicking it on, Buffy saw what had awoken her.
A large crack had snaked its way down Buffy's window. Stuffed animals were strewn across the floor. Almost as defiance to her, the house gave a small shiver, sending her back under the covers. A few pieces of ceiling fell and cracked upon her head. When the quaking stopped, Buffy sprang from her bed. But when she landed on the floor, she gasped in pain and surprise. Glancing down, she grimaced. Glass chunks littered the floor. Crying out, Buffy sank to the ground, forgetting her flashlight. She crawled out of the to sit on the stairs, cautious of other pieces of debris. Buffy gritted her teeth and pu