FIGHT

by Shirlz ([email protected])

DISCLAIMER ñ I donít own Buffy; I donít own Angel and I donít own Riley. I donít earn enough to live on so please
donít sue.

This is my first attempt at Buffy/Angel fanfic so please be kind. Feedback welcomed! PLEASE!!!

"Do you love her?"
Angel turned in the direction of the voice, itís owner hidden in the shadows.
"What?"
"Do you love her?"
"Who are you?"
"That doesnít matter. Answer the question; do you love her?"
Angel turned back to watching Buffy in her window. "Yes I love her."
"Then why didnít you fight for her?"
"It wasnít that easy."
"Bollocks! You love her and she loves you."
"Yeah right! I've seen her with Riley."
"Thatís nothing. She thinks about nothing but you. There is nothing else. Even when sheís with him. Itís always you."

"Do I know you?"

"Letís just say Iím a friend."

Those words were familiar to Angel. Heíd spoken them to Buffy on the night theyíd first met.

"So,î the voice continued, ìare you going to stand there or are you going to seize the moment?"

Angel squinted into the darkness. The voice was female but its owner was too well concealed from his vampiric gaze.

"Youíre taking a risk here. I could rip your throat out." he growled.

"Then do it; if itíll make you feel better. But it wonít. The only thing that will is if you swallow that pride of yours, admit she was right and do something about it!î" The voice was angry now.

"Right about what?"

"Love is fighting. Itís hard and itís everyday. Wasnít that what she told you were running scared? Running scared again."




Angel growled again. The words cut through him, just as Buffy had with the sword when she sent him to Hell.

"I donít know who the hell you are but youíre beginning to really annoy me!"

"Oh goodie!" The voice took on an almost childish glee and then just as quickly became serious again. "Makes a change from your usual."

"My usual?"

"Angst and brooding."

"What do you want from me???" Angel almost shouted.

"What do I want from you? You have to ask?? Jeez! For someone whoís been around as long as you, you act pretty dumb." The voice now carried an incredulous tone. "I want you to wake up and realise what you have and do something about it!"

"Whatís in it for you?"

'Nothing."

"Nobody does something for nothing. Iíve learnt that much."

"Well I do. Call it a random act of kindness. Now, are we going to waste more time or are you going to go up there, sweep her into your arms, tell her that you love her and beg for her forgiveness."

"It wouldnít work.."

"Damn you Angel! If you wonít even try then you donít deserve her. Crawl back to LA then. Go back to your brooding and your moping over what used to be and could have been. I wash my hands of you!"

"Stop! Wait!"

"Why?" There was bitterness in the voice.

"Do you really think it could work? That she would give me another chance?"

The voice was softer now. "Yes. Sheís never given up on you. Even when you were Angelus the love was still there. All you have to do is go to her. After that everything will fall into place. You have to try Angel. You owe it to her. You owe it to yourself. Love is fighting. Itís hard and itís everyday. Remember that. Remember her words."

"Thank you." Angel murmured.

"Just go!" the voice said. Angel began to walk away. "And be happy." it added under itís breath.

Turning, she walked away too. It was down to them now. Sheíd done her partÖ