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hey guys got one more for ya!
still Buffy/Other though wait it out a little longer for some Buffy/Spike please!!! it's coming i promise
Chapter 2: How Could This Happen?


“Hey…are you okay ma’am?” she heard the voice from over her, and Buffy slowly let her eyes open.

“Wha…” her fuzzy mind couldn’t grasp what was happening around her.

“You passed out in the middle of the playground. Are you okay?” the young man asked timidly.

Buffy sat up suddenly despite the dizzy spell she was having. “Deanna! I need to find her…my little girl, she’s not-she was on the play ground and now-” she tried to explain to the man I front of her.

“Okay, okay…we’ll look for her right now. What does she look like?” he asked trying to be as patient as possible with this fragile woman.

“My Deanna…my baby girl. Where did she go?” she rambled on, in a child-like voice. “She’s gone…where did she go?” she continued.

“Okay…” he decided to try a different tactic. “Is there someone I can call for you? Your husband…a friend?”

“Angel…my h-husband.” She sobbed out pulling out her cell phone. She dialed the number as she sobbed harder, dreading telling her husband what she did. “I can’t tell him…I c-can’t do it.” She thrust the phone into the man’s hands and he took it from her listening to it ring.

“O’Connor.” The professional voice sounded from the other end.

“Um, Mr. O’Connor…I have your wife with me right now. She seemed to have fainted at the park.” The young man tried hard to stay calm as he could when his nerves were jumping everywhere.

“Is she okay? Is she hurt?” Angel asked frantically, already grabbing his coat and keys to go and get her.

“Physically no. But emotionally…” he trailed off.

“Let me speak to her.” He heard a ruffle, and then heard his wife’s sniffles. “Baby…Buffy? Are you okay what happened?”

“She’s gone, Angel.” She said quietly.

“What?” All the air escaped him.

“Deanna’s gone.” She started to sob harder. “I lost her Angel…I tried to find her I did-”

“I’m coming down there, don’t move.” He ordered.

* * * * * *

By the time Angel had gotten down to the park, the young man, who Buffy found out went by the name of Devon, had seated her on a bench, found some water for her to drink and watched over her while she slowly slipped into a catatonic state.

“Buffy!” Angel ran towards her and fell to his knees in front of her. He ran his hand down the side of her face to get her attention, for she still had that far away look in her eyes. “Baby, look at me.” She didn’t move. Angel turned to the guy beside him. “Thanks for staying with her, man…I really appreciate it.” Angel shook the man’s hand with gratitude.

“Don’t worry about it. I hope she gets better.” Devon walked away glancing back every once in a while.

“Buffy…” Angel tried again. This time she looked up at him with a snail-like pace. “Where’s Deanna?”

He noticed her bottom lip tremble before she shrugged hopelessly. He sighed with a heavy heart, but struggled to stay together for Buffy’s sake. He was about to speak when Buffy grabbed him by the shoulders.

“I tried to find her Angel…its all my fault I lost our daughter! I lost her Angel! She’s gone because I fucked up! I fucked up so bad…I’m soo sorry, Angel. I’m so so sorry!” she collapsed onto him and he pulled her up into his arms and carried her to the car.

Angel patrolled the area over and over again with the car, and called the police as soon as Buffy calmed down enough. They put out an Amber Alert for Deanna and they had half the precinct looking for her. Angel knew the Sergeant at the Sunnydale Station personally and he made sure that his friend’s daughter was the top priority.

* * * * *

Buffy and Angel sat at home in silence. Both sat on different couches, Buffy with tea that she wasn’t drinking and Angel staring down at his shoes, his arms resting on his thighs.

For the first time since they entered the house over three hours ago, Buffy spoke. “I’m sorry.” She whispered it, but it rang like a gong in Angel’s ears.

“Don’t.” His voice was gruff from lack of use. “Don’t apologize. It wasn’t your fault.” He said slowly as if trying to convince her and himself that it was the truth.

Tears fell from her eyes. “I should have been paying more attention. I completely zoned…I should have watched her more carefully.” Buffy explained.

“It could have happened to anyone.” He stated quietly still looking at the ground.

“But it didn’t! It happened to us! How could this happen to us?” Angel could tell she was about to lose it again, so he rushed to her and took his wife in his arms.

“We’ll find her.” His voice expelled more confidence than he had, but he had to be strong for her. “The police are searching the whole town, and they won’t stop till they find Deanna.” He waited as she calmed down then picked her up in his arms. “Come on, let’s get some rest.” He carried her up to their room and neither of them bothered to change or get under the covers. He just held her until they both drifted to sleep.

* * * * *

Nightmares plagued her. She woke up screaming, and sweating. Angel could only hold her as she cried over and over again. It pained him to see her like this. So lost, so broken . Sure, he was hurting too...but his wife felt she was to blame for the whole ordeal, and part of him blamed her too, although he would never let her know that.

One night had passed, and the police had yet to find her. Angel was starting to feel anxiety build within him. What if they didn't find her? What then? How would they get on with their lives without their beloved daughter with them...?

Even though the sun was already shining through the window, Angel encouraged Buffy to go back to sleep. If she woke, Deanna would be on her mind constantly, and she needed to rest some.

Angel reached over to the night stand and grabbed his cell phone. He dialed the familiar number. "Hey Jessica...I'm not gonna be coming into the office today. I'm taking a sick day."


Chapter End Notes:
i hope you liked it...i'm really enjoying writing this story...struck with a big dose of inspiration!



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