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middle @ 2004-07-05T10: 37:00

Warning ... I once again discovered my writing desire. * G *

And, no blitzchen, it is not the Willow-Fic ... But I can also run in parallel ... uh write when I find the notes again. * G *
(anywhere they are.)

So, I'm so times before Moment of our love darlakane get a challenge sent, with the heading, "An idea for you ..." * G * And because I can hardly say no, I started out with. First in English, but I let them lie, because I was sure there just sooo net. So now I have it continued in German. yes've ever had posted only the first part. and yet there are still people who are interested in.


Will not give up on you

Prolog
Why have I just agreed to accept this job? Why?
Cordelia stand vor dem Gebäude, wo laut den vagen Angaben ihrer Oberen ihr *neuer* Krieger leben sollte. Die Gegend sah aus, als hätte sie ihre beste Zeit schon lange hinter sich. Dreck lag überall auf dem Boden, achtlos hingeworfen; Fenster schienen auch schon lange nicht mehr geputzt worden zu sein oder aber eingeschlagen; und die Gebäude selbst machten einen sehr einbruchsgefährdeten Eindruck. Eine heruntergekommene Gegend.
Das wird kein einfacher Job. Als erstes braucht er erst einmal eine Lektion in Sachen ‚Wie suche ich mir eine anständige Bleibe’.
Auf der letzten Stufe zur Eingangstür drehte sie sich noch einmal um, irgendwie wurde sie das Gefühl nicht los, die Leute in der Gegend beobachteten them. What were the figures here, they did not want to know first.
Cordy knocked, but no one seemed to care only drum that she was there. Nothing stirred. She knocked again, this time stronger and louder. Again, no movement inside the house. "Angel?" This time she banged on the door. "Are you there?" Startled, she stood, finally, when the door opened by itself. She seemed to be unlocked. Cordy turned one last time in multiple windows and moving the curtains, or so they thought. Then they entered. "Angel?" She closed the door again and had trouble this time to mount them back to the castle.
Recall Urgently needed new door.
"Hello? Is anyone even at home, the new seer is here ..." The house was quiet.
"Well ..." Cordy put down her bag brought. "I can not wait until the Mister, I need-not-intend-visionary 'to come home." She walked down the narrow corridor, and finally came to an area that should probably constitute the living room. It consisted of a small table, a worn-out sofa and a few - some indefinable - property.
"Geez! There's seems to be like under my bed or out of ordinary ..."
surprised me not to want to get rid of him the most.

"What are you doing here?" A suppressed Growl was heard from the door.
"Ahh ... Jesus never scare me that way!" Cordy had started to bring some order into the living room. After the shock, she turned around and saw the vampire standing by the door in his face. The garbage bag, they just kept still in the hands, was now on the ground and spread its contents around.
"So do not, what are you looking for * you * in * my * house? Knew that I had invited someone," the vampire asked again. His face an inscrutable mask, only his eyes betrayed his dissatisfaction with the intruder, who was grappling with in his living room.
"Hey, what about a 'Hello, how are you at? " , huh? "
He did not answer, but stared at her just on. As if it were an x-any victim of his soulless time, you could kill the way, to the small appetite. But he was in it more chew. Many more have.
"Well, I see, so it does not work ..." She came closer, until finally only a few inches away from him stood. "I'm Cordelia, your new visionary, and your last chance to save your ass, Angel. "
New seer?" For a moment, pointed to his surprise, the usually stoic-faced expressionless face. But he was caught again. As fast as he could not be disconcerted . Bring
"You got it. And think not even dream of it, get rid of me. Thus, as you did with the last, which has married here. Danielle remember, do you?"
"She was a visionary, not more. One of many."
"Wow. You remember them," she commented ironically his answer. "Okay, then let me put it this way. I'm not like Danielle or the other seers. In any way. They are all already pissed off completely and refuse to work with you. And the PTB's would you most like and got rid of already . if it were not for this little line of a specific prophecy And because it's just the way it is, they have sent the best - me. " Cordy looked him right in the eyes, making him - seemed like it - a little provoked.
"I do not need rescuing - and certainly not from you I can do it by himself.." The tone in his voice went from indifferent to annoyed. The new was less than 5 minutes in his presence, and he already had enough of her. He rolled his eyes inwardly.
"How * you * want to save yourself if you do not even manage to save the people that need to save?" She moved a little closer. "Listen, Angel, you know your own destiny"
Angel turned away from her and walked past her into the living room where he sat down on the free chair. "I know it. One day I will do my Shanshu get "
" Whatever that may be. You will not get at it but as long as you have to , lonely hero who does not need help ' do. ? Do you know how worn out and that's lame "They threw their hands and came a few steps closer." You are a warrior and this needs a visionary - or he is watching useless in the fight against evil ... "Angel's
new visionary, while some of them told how they were dependent on each other. He had already had so many visionary who either have it out of pity or penalty taken with him. All he had to be chased away. There were so many that they with of the time began to resemble each other - a looked like the next. And now this one was there. What was her name again? The only thing that distinguished them from others was their fearlessness about him. Most were already intimidated by his presence. They do not.
"... and that's why you need me, Angel."
"I'm very well alone survived the last 100 years," he finally interrupted.
"Yada, yada ... I know your history. What was it again? vampire called the scourge of Europe, kills the wrong girl and gets back his soul. Try to help people, but failed miserably. you see ? You can absolutely * not * work alone! " She had the right Point taken his past.
"I can very well seer. Now get off * my * house," he said, and uttered a growl that would emphasize his anger.
"No. I'm staying."
Those damned visionaries. Why are they always so very stubborn?
"I said, get out!" The vampire stood up and grabbed her by the arm in the same train. He moved back to the door as she tried unsuccessfully to free her arm from his grasp. "I work alone. The say without you ..."
"Okay want to fail you again, Angel?" God, I should have known it. You never change your Vampire. And finally let me go! " On End of the hall, she managed at last to break away from him. "The soul is just a waste in your case. There are others who have earned more," she angrily threw him on the head, deliberately to meet him again. Otherwise he was not currently get at.
Angel did not show that she had met him at another point - his soul. If he had not, he would not run this miserable life and begging for forgiveness and mercy, hoping someday to be redeemed. No, if he had not, he would still be at Darla and the only thing he cared, would be the next victim.
"Look, the PTB's have me not sent here to argue with you. We have to do, my dear. "The painful area rubbed his arm." And I will leave here not rest until I have done my job. "His expressionless face with those piercing eyes to stir. It seemed as if he would his own position to have cared less. "And when I say I will save your ass, then I'll continue to do so." She let go of her arm and put his hand on his chest. Shortly thereafter, her hand began to glow and the light grew stronger.
"Hey!"
She looked at him with an angry look, which brought him to silence. It seemed as if he had completely underestimated.
did you not just merely a Seherin zu tun...
Angel spürte, wie er von einer Welle erfasst wurde, die eine unbekannte Wärme in seinen Körper trieb. Eine äusserst angenehme Wärme. Als er kurz darauf die Augen wieder aufmachte, sah er, dass das Leuchten wieder verschwunden war und Cordy ihn mit fragenden Augen ansah.

*****
Part 1
"Guten Morgen, Angel," gähnte Cordy, als sie in die kleine Küche kam.
Er antwortete nicht, sondern studierte seelenruhig weiter die Zeitung, die er sich wohl irgendwo her ergaunert hatte, wie Cordy annahm.
"Okay, keine Antwort ist auch eine Antwort," sagte sie ironisch. "Schon gut. Vergiss, dass ich 'Hallo' gesagt habe..." Sie nahm die another cup from the cupboard. Then she remembered that she was the only one who wanted to drink a morning coffee.
Seems like I should go buy some urgent matters.
"I would have to think about it that you drink no coffee in the morning," she grumbled about the lack of coffee in the kitchen. "Well then ..." She did back the cup in the cupboard and left the kitchen again, to tighten up and go buy coffee and other necessary things.
Angel was still sitting at the table and read the newspaper. It seemed as if he had not realize coming and rumbling. He did not care what she did or said. When she was not there. However, he still had Find out grin that the visionary coffee in the morning needed.

"Angel, can you please help me take care of the stuff?" Cordy came back from her shopping trip, in each hand a large, heavy bag. But her question went unheeded, he did not come to their aid. "Okay then, let the woman do all the work ... Idiot!" With an irritated sigh, she stepped into the kitchen and placed the bags on the table, which seemed to groan under the weight.
"Well let's see ..." Cordy opened the fridge door and stared at it a few moments. "Hmm ..." The content offered not much variety, even if you refrained from the different blood types. She sighed. Her last event was at least from eating her far have been better. But what can you expect from a vampire already. "Okay, its bottles to the left, my stuff right." And so she filled the fridge too, and they had a little trouble at the end, to close the door again.

"Hey, there you are so ..." Cordy finally found the vampire in his room, sitting in his old chair. Or brooder as they would call it.
Well, maybe he is sleeping well.
"How are you, Angel?" She stood at the door.
No answer. .
"Come on, Angel ... I know you're deaf nor dumb Yesterday we talked together - well, arguments - but we have spoken. Why are you talking about now is not with me? "
But he said not yet. Fuhr simply continue to ignore them.
" Well, as you will. You are silent, I also silent. I think I now understand your strategy ... But they will not work, Angel. I'm not stupid, I did my research tasks and run over you. We will ride out this here until you talk with me, okay? "

She has done it yet again: how they can think about to go so far?
Angel was in * his * bathroom and noticed that it's Kamm had used - again
And she has not even pulled out her hair ... He felt a great
. Urge you to go for the throat and say the opinion. But he knew that he would thus lose the game that they played both.
Cordy watched him from her room which was opposite. "He's as good as lost!" she said to herself with a satisfied little smile. He could be so predictable. And I did not even ask Danielle and the other to his whims ...
Angel looked in the mirror, as she grinned. Even if it was just a little smile, and certainly not him, he could not resist, this gesture may be. It reminded him of Cathy, his sister. She had always laughed at that time also, if he had acted as he would on fall for their little jokes. She was that little bright spot was in the darkness of his former existence.
Angel shook his head to come back to reality. Cathy had been dead for over 250 years and yet he still remembered her, as she would have gone yesterday. When he looked in the mirror again, Cordy, and thus her smile and the memory was gone.

*****

"What does the seer down there? It has not been sent down to play games ..."
"Do you really think that it can be changed in a single day? All they need is time."
"But we do not have time meh"
"We have Time. And they will make good use of ... "
" How long will they play for this futility continue? We even need. We need it soon ... "
" No, we need him when his time has come. "
" Time, time. It is all all about time. Therefore, it has also lost other prophesied warrior. "
" No, it was not time, but love. "
" Even better. * Love *... Love, where should not be. "

*****

" Hey, Danielle. How are you, dear? "Cordy sat on the chair holding in her room, her cell phone to his ear." Oh, that's good. And how's Sarah? I miss the little girl ... "While it with Danielle phone call, she honed her fingernails, which are slowly again had a section necessary.
"Really?" Cool! " laughed at them. Then the laughter stopped abruptly. Danielle had introduced the subject of Angel. "Well, he tried rauszuschweigen me ... Yes ... Hey, how you did it then managed to get through to him? Have you talked him to death? "She laughed again." No, I do not think this will help. But it will not be long before he talks to me. I do have an idea ... "A mischievous, almost evil grin crept onto her face. Their plan was foolproof and that made her so self-assured." And what's your new? Easy care, compared to Angel, huh? "While Danielle spoke about her new, Cordy looked Nagelscherchen her and then began to cut his nails, stuck the phone is between shoulder and ear.
"Ouch, that sounds painful ... you hit it? Cool, I never had the luck to come at all times in a fight. The never wanted me to come along. It could be dangerous ... Bla bla! " She nodded as Danielle said something and made an approving noise. "Always the same, huh? Doing so, as if they were tough, but really they love to be mothered ... Yes, just like little children." Cordy laughed and had to put away the scissors to avoid injury. "Okay, it was nice again to talk to you, Danielle ... Please give Sarah a hug and a kiss from me, okay? And tell her that I miss them ... . See you soon "

TBC