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This story is No. 5 in the series "From the Angel Files". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Buffy has been reading Angel's file and calls to talk to him. P&P crossover, part of my "Angel File" series.

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Literature > Classics > Author: Jane AustenMaeveBranFR131655011,15920 Aug 0620 Aug 06Yes
Title: An Angel File Conversation
Author: Maeve Bran
Rating: FR13
Summary: Buffy has been reading Angel's file and calls to talk to him.
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or Angel or Pride and Prejudice.
Notes: For the August fic-a-day. Refers to events mentioned in my fics "From the Angel File - 1813" and "From the Angel File".


Angel was sitting on the couch in his penthouse looking over some files for the next day's work when his private line rang.

"This is Angel," he answered.

"Hey, Angel, it's Buffy," the voice on the other end declared.

"Buffy, what can I do for you?" Angel asked.

"I, um, have been reading your file," she started hesitantly. When he didn't say anything, she continued, "You know, the one you had copied and given to the Watchers."

"Yeah, I know the file," Angel replied when he realized she wanted him to keep up his side of the conversation. "What about it?"

"I was reading about the Regency period in England and was reminded of the times, my Junior year, when you helped me with my history homework." Buffy spoke with more confidence now that Angel wasn't sounding like he was upset with her.

"I remember. You did have difficulty with names and dates." Angel smiled at the pleasant memories of sitting in a cemetery with Buffy in his arms, leaning against a headstone, and her history text spread across both of their laps. The look of adoration in her eyes when she looked up at him. Those were the good times. Before Angelus came out to play and before he knew about the pesky little happiness clause that would haunt him. He had been 241 and acting like a teenager.

"You were so good with the history because you had lived it," Buffy interrupted his stroll down memory lane. She went on, "I mean, I knew it at the time but that was only head knowledge. It has taken this long to sink in. You *actually* played cards with FitzWilliam Darcy at White's."

"I actually did. He was a good card player, but his new wife was on his mind when I knew him, so he was easily distracted with talk of her. Charles Bingley wasn't much better. The only one of our foursome who wasn't easily distracted was Andrew Mac Liam."

"Angel, did you look at that family tree in your file?" Buffy asked softly.

"Of course I did. That was how I found out that Giles is my many times great grandchild. Why?" Angel was getting suspicious.

"Because Giles isn't the only descendant you've met," Buffy answered. "Andrew Mac Liam was your grandson. You played cards with your grandson and never knew it."

Angel was stunned. He should have made the connection long ago. After all, the name was there taunting him for almost two centuries. Mac meaning son of, and Liam being his own name.

"Buffy, are you ready for the biggest twist? I met Eric Mac Liam once. I met my own son and never knew it, " Angel lamented.

"Angel, I'm so sorry," Buffy sympathized.

"It's all right. It is better I didn't know then," Angel said. "I probably would have killed him. This way some of my family survived."

"Angel," Buffy said not knowing what else to say.

"Buffy, thanks for calling. I'll be all right. One less regret for my long life. I met both of my sons. I had regretted not knowing my first son when I first saw the family tree. Now I don't have that regret," Angel said, trying to convey his feelings to Buffy over the phone. She was the only one who would understand.

"I could be in LA in four hours if you want," Buffy offered.

"Thanks, but you have better things to do then sit with a lonely souled vamp right now. Go out and slay something for me. Ok?" Angel said brightly.

"Ok. Night, Angel." Buffy hung up the phone.

Angel sat in darkness and brooded on the news for awhile before going to bed.


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