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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Buffy or Angel characters. They belong to Joss Whedon, 20th Century Fox, the WB, etc.
Author's Notes: none really.
Part 1
Buffy was lying on the couch in her nightgown. It was white, high-necked, and laced. She was waiting for someone. Or something. But what?
Buffy looked to the side of her. On the floor slept Xander. By him was Willow, curled up with a teddy bear. Giles was on the recliner, and Angel-
Wait. What was Angel doing here?
Buffy crept up, and tiptoed toward him. She tripped on a small package, and let out a little gasp. Xander stirred, but did not awaken. No one else noticed. They were fast asleep.
"Angel?" Buffy whispered, waking him up. "Angel, what are you doing here?" Angel's eyes opened slowly. He squinted at Buffy, half asleep.
"Buffy? What's going on?" he asked. "Where are we?"
"I don't know! This setting, its no place I've ever been. And I've never had this nightgown. And Willow doesn't sleep with a teddy bear." Just then, Cordelia drifted in. That was the word. Drifted. She appeared out of no where, no door, no window. She just kind of floated in. She took place on a small Welcome mat, where she continued sleeping.
"Okay, Cordelia's here. What's going on!" Buffy whispered urgently.
"I don't know," Angel told her. They looked around them. On the side, was a large Christmas tree, decorated ornately. Underneath were packages, different shapes and sizes. By the fireplace, there were three stockings.
They were labeled, Mom, Dad, and Riley.
Riley! This was Riley's place Buffy ran under the tree and saw packages marked for Riley, his parents, and Forrest, and Buffy. Curiously, Buffy opened it. Inside was a beautiful diamond bracelet. Buffy's eyes weld up. Riley really did care for her.
"Angel. This is Riley's place!" Buffy whispered to him urgently.
"Why are we at Rally's?" Angel asked sleepily. He still hadn't fully waken up, and this was all so confusing.
"Riley's! I know him from psych class," Buffy stammered. She didn't want to tell Angel she was sort of involved with him.
::Thud!!:: Buffy and Angel recoiled at the huge thud. It was coming from the fireplace. They looked and before their eyes appeared...
Santa Claus.
With a knife.
A blood stained knife.