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Part 2
In the library, Willow got up from the floor, the spell had been very powerful, a little too powerful. She glanced around and saw Giles slowly getting up as well, but Buffy and Angel were no where to be seen. "Buffy...Angel." She called out, Willow looked around frantically they weren't there. They wouldn't have just up and left, and the glowing dagger containing their blood told her something happened. At that time, Willow noticed that the demon was still dormant, but the entryway was still open, the spell should have closed up the portal. Giles realized the situation, and tensed up.
Puzzled, Willow picked up the spell book and brought it to his attention. As they read over the book, they realized the spell, it was the wrong one.
"Dear God..." Giles said, taking his glasses off to pinch the bridge of his nose.
Willow reread the phrases. "It's a time spell."
Giles put his glasses back on, and took the book from Willow. She was right, the spell was meant to pause or teleport time for a short period.
Picking up the glowing dagger she noticed before. "Giles...I think Buffy and Angel were affected by the spell." She said meekly, Willow was still in half shock over the whole thing. Somehow Buffy and Angel got teleported through time, but where?
"So what do we do?" Buffy questioned, she and Angel came to terms with what happened, and all they could do was wait.
Angel went to sit down beside her. "Buffy were gonna have to play out these lives, so we have to..
"Pretend we're husband and wife." Buffy interrupted, she saw a flicker in his eyes when she said those words, it triggered something in him, something in her as well. Being married to him would make her so happy, it would mean the world to her, if she wasn't so clouded by confusion.
"Yes," Angel replied. "Until we find way to get home."
"That shouldn't be a problem." She said, unsure about what she meant.
Angel looked into her eyes, he knew exactly what she meant even if she didn't. Buffy may have been clouded by confusion, but Angel was clouded only with a longing that intesified everytime she was near. And he didn't know how to handle it. Angel felt something else needed to be said, but a knock at the door interrupted him.
"Mistress?" The girl called. "It's Sarah."
Buffy motioned for Angel that it was time to put their acting to the test. With that, he got up and unlocked the library door to let the girl in.
Curiosity in her eyes. "Hello" she addressed Angel first, before glancing toward Buffy "Ma`am are you feeling better? Sarah asked hopefully
Glancing from Angel to Sarah. "Yes I'm fine. But I think I'll turn in early tonight."
"Of course" Sarah took Buffy's arm, and led her out the library and to and up the stairs.
Angel followed to see where Sarah was taking Buffy especially since they both knew nothing of the whereabouts of this house. Walking to the end of the hallway, they stopped in front of a double door, and Sarah opened it revealing the bedroom. As Sarah walked in, Buffy and Angel stood dead in their tracks captivated by the room's appearance. A large mahogany four poster bed dominated the room, and its sheer silk curtains had been pulled to the side. And a vanity table containing a variety of accessories, was placed diagonally from the bed. Warmness emitted the room by the fire that blazed from the fireplace ten feet from the bed, giving an unearthly glow to the room as did the moon shining through the high window, with a balcony.
Sarah looked at the couple confused, they act as if it were the first time in this room, she just passed it off, and went to Buffy's side. "I'll help you change Ma`am."
Buffy came out of her trance and looked at Angel before being led into
another door near the window. It led to a closet filled with gowns and other
fine articles of clothing, Buffy knew they were hers. Sarah stood behind
Buffy to undo the lacing of the bodice, Buffy could finally breath freely
when the dress fell to the floor. She stepped out of the dress, and glanced
at her reflection in the long mirror, dressed in lacy undergarments. Sarah
brought a square neck white floor length gown for Buffy to put on, looking in
the mirror Buffy couldn't help but smooth the silk over her body, it had
seemed to bring out a more elegant side of her that had rarely shone, not
since Angel. Sarah began undoing the clips that held her hair in it's
refined restraints, and the golden tresses tumbled down to her waist. Buffy
hadn't noticed her hair was longer, so it was a little shocking when it
surrounded her like a halo. After putting her hair into a long braid, Sarah
said goodnight and exited the room. Buffy stayed in the room longer, now
that their was no one to act for now, how was she to act toward Angel.