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Angels and Aliens

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This story is No. 2 in the series "Contact". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Angel gets a kick in the pants from an unlikely source. FFA in the Contact series.

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Television > Roswell > Angel-Centered(Past Donor)LiastraLeeFR131761083,83813 Nov 0713 Nov 07Yes
Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Buffy, Angel, or Roswell series’
AN: FFA pairing taking place in the Contact with the Great Unknown Universe.




Angels and Aliens


Angel made his way quickly into the alley. There in the darkness was the couple he had followed from the bar. They were still arguing, and the girl still had magic crackling around her, uncontrolled. He went to grab her, but the guy saw him and used his own magic to knock him into a wall.

“Maria, go. Get the others and meet me back here. Hurry.” She nodded and ran out into the street.

Angel righted himself and stared at the young man. “She’s dangerous. You can’t just let her wander around in that state. That kind of magical power. She could get a lot of people killed if she doesn’t learn control.”

Michael Guerin looked back at him. He was so not in the mood for this. “Thanks Obi Wan, I got that. Why do you think we were out here instead of staying in the restaurant?” It was bad enough that Maria had picked up magical power of all things, but no he was getting advice about it from strangers. “It’s new ok. Last week we were in Cleveland and a group of whack jobs snatched her from a grocery store. By the time we got her back they had infused her with all this magic crap so they could use her as a sacrifice to some god or something.” If the guy knew about magic then there was no point being all top secret about it. Not like he was telling him about himself and his family. And besides, maybe he could help.

“Well, can’t you help her, you obviously have power of your own.”

Michael winced. Guess he noticed where that blast had come from. “I’ve had my power my whole life, didn’t need to learn to control it.” Ok, so that wasn't exactly true, but he really didn't know how to help Maria and that was as good an excuse as any.

“Well, then I suggest you get clear of her. You guys looked too comfortable arguing for it to be a rare thing, and that is not good for her. She might kill you.”

Michael smiled. “Too bad. Can’t exactly get away from her.”

“Even if you love someone, it’s sometimes better to leave. To protect them and others.”

Michael laughed. “Dude, been there, done that. Do you know what happens when you leave the person your supposed to be with?”

“Yeah, I do. Eventually you move on.” ‘or at least one of you does’ Angel thought bitterly.

“No. you both suffer. You try to find comfort in new people. Try new relationships. Try being friends. None of that stuff works though, because there is just you and her and nobody else comes close to that. And there is this tension that builds and builds until you can’t take it anymore. And then one day BOOM, you’re making love to her and confessing your undying love for hours on end. That is a waste of time. Trust me.”

Angel sighed and pulled out a post it note that was in his pocket. “Alright then, take this. This is the address of a girl in Colorado who can help you. Tell her what happened to your girl and she will call a friend of hers who has experience in learning the kind of control your girl needs. Just try not to fight with her too much till then.”

“Yeah, that’s not possible. Thanks for the info man.”

With that he walked away. Angel followed him out of the alley and saw him climb into a van filled with young people and his smiling girlfriend and sped away.

Angel stood there for a long moment considering what the kid had said about love. If he was right, then Buffy wasn’t’ the one. She had moved on, and meant it. It had taken years, but she had found love again, with Xander Harris of all people, and she was genuinely happy. He had seen that first hand. He’d been stalking her around the world for ages, and he’d seen just how happy she was. Maybe if she had been able to move on then one day he could too. Maybe if he actually tried, that is. Instead of wallowing in his loneliness and following her around so predictably that Spike was making bets about it.

He make his was down the street feeling his heart lighten as he went. Time to move on.


AN: As promised, non freaky stalker Angel is back.

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