Hey srry it took so long to get this up. I've been so busy and I've started yet another fanfic. I also posted up a fanfic of pure BAngel fluff yesterday!( A very fluffy christmas...go check it out) I originally wrote the fic at Christmas but just got around to typing it up..like I have w/ this chapter... Anywaz this chappie goes into greater detail about the girls imprisonment w/ da demons. I hope you enjoy it, this may be the last peaceful chappie for a while... I want to start writing about the demons who kiddnapped them...dadadone...
Chapter 6: Why I Call You Daddy?
Angel turned over and felt something warm. Shocked he opened his eyes to find Buffy laying beside him, one arm drapped over his waist. He gently dissentangeled himself from the bed sheets and moved her arm from over him. His bare feet felt the soft carpet beneath him and it felt warm and nice. He gently snuck out over to the guest room where the girls had slept. They were still sleeping peacefully, each had thrown one arm over the other and their legs were tangled together. Ensuring one could not leave without the other. Angel smiled, gently closing the door and going downstairs hoping to find something for breakfast. What he did not expect to find was Joyce already making pancakes.
"Oh, hello Angel," Joyce said looking up from her work. " I just let everyone sleep in today."
"The girls usually sleep during the day anyway," Angel replied looking at the clock; it was already 5 in the afternoon.
"Do they like pancakes?" Joyce asked stirring the batter.
"I don't know, we've been letting them eat cereal," Angel told her a little guiltily. Joyce poured the batter out and sat down as they began to cook.
"Angel?" she asked cautiously, still unsure of where they stood.
"Hmm?"
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure," Angel said warry of what she would ask.
"Well I've asked Buffy before but she wouldn't tell me… Do you know how she got that bite mark on her neck?" Angel winced, he supposed it would've come up eventually.
"Yes," he replied. Even Joyce could hear the guilt in voice. "It's mine." His eyes never left the floor.
"How?" Joyce asked trying not to judge, she knew Angel loved her daughter, but there was that time when he was evil…
"The night before graduation we saw each other out and got into a fight," he looked up at her. "We had already broken up and she was already mad at me. Suddenly I was shot with a poison arrow," he looked back down. "Faith did it. She poisoned the arrow and though the watchers council had the antidote they wouldn't give it to her just to save a vampire. They did find out what it was…the blood of the slayer." Angel explained with regret in his voice. "She tried to get Faith's but couldn't. She came to the mansion and I drank her instead."
"No," a voice behind them softly said. "I made him drink mine," Buffy told her mother," I wasn't about to let him die when I had the antidote there. He's stubborn took about three punches too," Buffy smiled. "Good morning."
"Evening," he whispered back playfully. Buffy pouted.
"It's morning for you."
"True" he conceded kissing her softly on the lips.
CRASH!
"Ouch!" came a voice from the living room.
"I'll get you for that!" they heard Prue yell. Then someone hit the floor with a thud. Buffy and Angel rushed into the living room to find a broken vase next to the couch and the two girls giggling and fighting; rolling around on the floor.
"Come on Shadow, you can do better than that!" Kendra said pinning her down. Prue flipped her so that she was on the bottom.
"Your right," Prue said smiling, "Much better. Whatcha gonna do about that Kat?"
"This," the girl said managing to flip her over again.
"Girls!" Angel said causing both to stop and glance up. "Your going to hurt Prue's arm even more if you don't stop" ( oh btw..pretend there was one wound that wasn't healed and its wrapped up..) Kendra rolled off Prue.
"But Pindown is our favorite training game" Prue told him giving him a cute little puppy dog look.
"That maybe, but we don't want you arm hurt more than it already is," Angel said bending down to their level.
" But her arms not even hurt!" Kendra complained. Then realizing her mistake she covered her mouth. Both girls paled to a shade close to Angel's.
"What do you mean its not hurt?" Angel questioned gently. Kendra and Prue looked at each other. Kendra slowly lowered her hands, looking at Prue.
"He woulda found out eventually."
"I guess" was Prue's only reply. Kendra turned back to Angel.
"The demons did something to Prue that we didn't want you to know about," Kendra explained calmly. Prue began to slowly unwrap her arm; the cloth feel off easily into her hand. Underneath was a fresh red scar, mirror image to Angel's tattoo. Angel reached out and gently let his fingers brushed the marred skin.
"No," he whispered half to himself. "It can't be."
"What is it Angel?" Buffy asked coming up behind him. "What does it mean?"
"Did they do it right?" he asked hopefully.
"I don't know?" Kendra said crunching up her face in a cute little confused expression. "I can show you what happened though." Angel looked desperate.
"Show me."
"I'm going to go eat," Prue told him clearly not wanting to witness the entire scene again. With that she practically flew from the room toward the kitchen.
"Kendra show me," Angel pleaded again. She nodded and they sat down. Kendra made several motions with her hands until there was a misty screen big enough for them to watch from. Another wave of her hand and the screen had a dark gloomy cave on it. In the corner was a cage. Suddenly the door was opened and two girls were thrown into it.
"Let us go!" screamed Prue.
"Daddy, Mommy, and the rest are gonna get you for this!" yelled Kendra her little hands clasping the bars of the cage.
"Drink," the demon commanded Prue.
"No."
"Drink." He repeated this time waving ha hand at a bowl of green liquid and forcing Prue to drink it. Just before she finished it though she threw up both hands and a ball of purple light flew into Kendra. The demon shook his head. "She may be safe, but now your not." Prue didn't look scared.
"What did you do Prue?" Kendra asked quietly.
"I made sure you stayed safe."
"What about you?"
"I don't think we'll be here long."
"Yeah," Kendra agreed sitting on the dirt floor and dragging Prue down beside her. "I don't think we will either…"
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Kendra skipped several scenes that to Buffy looked like torture. True to her word Kendra was safe…but Prue wasn't.
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"Come here you little brat!" the vampire yelled catching Prue as she tried to get away from him. "We're not done with you yet." He yanked her roughly by the collar into another room. Once on the other side the men began to kick the little girl around until the got bored and left her there. A couple of minutes after they left and man with dirt blonde hair and dark blue eyes came in; in his hand was a gleaming knife. Prue shrank away from him but he was quick and grabbed her and tied her backwards to the chair in the center of the room. He ripped the sleeve of her shirt so that her arm was exposed and began to cut an intricate design. When it was finished it showed a Gryphon wrapped around a capital letter 'A'. Prue looked around after the man left. Her arm was bruning and her head hurt. It was now or never though. Once they took her back to Kendra… The guard from earlier came in and roughly picked her up again. She yelped in pain, but he paid n attention to her. As he was getting his keys out of his pocket Prue shoot Kendra a meaningful look. Both held eye contact communitcating with out words that now was their chance. Once the guard unlocked the cage Kendra shot through the door hitting the arm that held Prue as she flew past him.
"Ow! Get back her little brat!" he yelled releasing Prue. Prue darted past him to Kendra. They held hands and started yelling together.
"We call forth through space and time, witches of the Halliwell line!"
The swirling lights around them solidified and became women, all looked alike in features; however due to all the different types of clothes it was obvious that they were from varying time periods. The two who stepped out in front looked more modern. The oldest yelled at the demons for "hurting her great granddaughters" and threw half of into the wall with a wave of her hand. Meanwhile, another lady had also broken out of the group encircling the girls. She whispered something and a portal opened.
"Go!" she told them, before rushing ff to help the two up front. The girls ran through, but not before two demons pierced the circle and jumped through after them.
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"That's it," Kendra told them waving her hand to making the screen disappear.
"I'll kill them," Angel said, the glint in his eye every bit as murderous as Angelus' had been.
"Of course you will," Kendra assured him. Buffy couldn't speak, what those tiny girls had went through was awful. It was a wonder Prue wasn't more upset than she was. Kendra lept off the couch and declared she was going to get some food. Once she was out of the room Buffy saw Angel's anger begin to fade a little as he slipped into 'brood mode'. She could easily tell you his every emotion just by looking in his eyes. (Of course he always said the same thing about her..) Right now he was feeling guilty.
"It's not your fault," Buffy told him wrapping her arms around him. He looked at her shocked for a minute.
"She wouldn't be scarred for life if it wasn't for me!" Angel told her sadly. Buffy rolled her eyes, she loved him but the guy could make world hunger his fault!
"You don't know that," Buffy reminded him. "She's a slayer she was bound to get kidnapped eventually."
"Yeah, and Prue doesn't seem to mind too much," Kendra told him returning with Prue at her heals. "Do ya shadow?"
"No," Prue said crawling up n Angel's lap and leaning up against him.
"See now stop brooding!" Buffy said kissing his cheek before she joined her daughter at the table for pancakes.
"Is it safe to come in yet?" Joyce called from the kitchen.
"Yah mom, it's safe," Buffy replied. Joyce walked cautiously into the living room.
"What happened?" she asked looking at Angel's guilt covered face.
"Nothing," Kendra told her, "we just told daddy he broods too much." Angel ignored the hint as his fingers unconsciously brushed over the scar on Prue's arm again.
"We'll be back," Angel told them suddenly taking Prue in his arms and starting up the stairs.
"Don't brood too long!" Buffy called after him still trying to cheer him up, but everyone saw the worry on her face.
"He'll be fine honey," Joyce told her even though she had no idea what was going on.
"I hope so…Kendra do you know what the mark means?"
"When a vampire becomes a master he chooses a heir. In the vampire world their called blood children. They are specially trained to take over the family and they bare their sire's mark. It's like a signal, I'm powerful and I belong to someone powerful. Vampires generally respect that and wont usually fight a blood child. Their like a prince or princess and the master is like the king. They usually mate with other blood children too, but then again a master's mate is usually another equally powerful girl vamp, not a vampire slayer," Kendra informed them looking pointedly at Buffy's scar. "That says you're his mate. Thats actually less painless than the mark of the blood child. They are drawn with a knife blade then they mix a special potion with the blood of the sire and it scars instantly."
"How do you know all this?" Buffy asked Kendra in amazement. "There's no way we let you research or anything in the future, your to young."
"The vamps who did it explained it in great detail a couple of days before they did it," Kendra told her quietly.
--Meanwhile upstairs--
"Are you ok Uncle Angel?" Prue asked once they were in Buffy's room.
"I don't know," Angel replied a far off look in his eyes.
"I don't mind," Prue told him. "Really."
"Why not?" Angel asked her.
"Cause this tells the whole world I have a daddy that loves me," Prue told him her face scrunching up as she tried to explain it to him. Angel stared at her for a minute before gathering her in his arms and holding her tight. She looked up at him again to see unshed tears shining in his eyes. "It's alright Uncle Angel," Prue told him placing her little arms around his neck. Angel had no idea what he had done to deserve this to have Buffy and two beautiful daughters. For he did indeed have Two beautiful daughters, Prue not might be his biologically, but in every other way she was his. His to love and protect and help guide as a slayer.
"I love you daddy," Prue whispered as she lay back against his chest.
So do ya like? I kinda hate Coup in the Charmed series. I guess I'm just a sucker for those can't- ever- be- realationships. (Explains why I liked Cole better…btw, he's Prue's real father…they just don't know that yet.) Plus I really wanted Prue and Angel to connect. So that strengthens the ties between the Charmed Ones and the Fang and Scoobie gangs. In fact the new name of the story The Ties That BindUs. Anyway not as much fluff as I had hoped, but oh well… I've got to go type up the next chappie of Inspiration of a Child.
-Phoenix