Buffy love Fic

I'm sorry this is late. LJ keeps saying it contains unrecognizable codes...there IS no coding in it. I've been trying to post for hours

Perception of Betrayal
The Fifth Sun Series story #3
D M Evans
Disclaimer - All character belong to Mr Whedon not me.
Rating - FRT
Pairing - none really, some mild B/A
Summary - Barely keeping her head above water with the invasion of Blackthorn’s horde, Buffy runs into someone who is supposed to be dead.
Author’s Note #1 - this was written for the 2006 Buffy_love challenge. Thanks to SJ for the beta.
Author’s Note #2 - While this is the third in a series, there is no need to read the others if you don’t want to. All you need to know is Buffy thinks Angel was killed in L.A. and Spike disappeared from the face of the earth soon after in Cleveland. if you want to read them, just ask and I'll point the way since LJ won't let me code anything

Love is whatever you can still betray ... Betrayal can only happen if you love.
John LeCarre
( chapter one )

( Chapter Two )

Questioning Traditions

Whoa, no writing time this week. Only one lonely drabble

Personal Traditions - Angel & Connor post- NFA

Connor had never seen his father drunk before so it was quite a sight to see Angel swaying beerily to and fro making his way to the bar. “Spike said you’d be in the closest Irish bar getting shit-faced, something about tradition and damned if you aren’t? Wanna tell me about it?”

Angel signaled for another Guinness and didn’t start his tale until he and Connor were served. “It’s a wake...today’s the day I met your mom and she killed me.”

“Drinking sounds like a plan.”

“Finally, we agree on something.”

Father and son slugged back beer in unison.

being female and the writing thing

I rarely go girlie but when I do it's more like a full on attack on womanhood. Maybe it was the spilling of the coffee into the gear shift or the car door slamming shut on my face today but I got kicked into the girlie thing. Got out my new shirt, pressed the robin egg blue silk shirt, bought two pairs of new sandles (blue leather and black beaded) and painted my nails (fingers and toes) in OPI's Greece Blue Me Away. Even dug out the toe ring (then remembered the doctor's appt tomorrow, well he can just live with it). I matched my skirt, shoes, shirt and toenails. This is so amazingly girlie I want someone to slap me.

On the other hand, I can't seem to come up with female characters! I've started a new short story (as a tester for a novel I guess) about a young psychopomp who's just angsting me into depression the little bastard. When I get it done, I'll share it with anyone who cares to take a peek.

ETA - LJ is being dickish again and links aren't working. if you're desperate to see that color just grab the link when it tells you page can't be displayed and paste it in a new window.

ETA - Link is fixed. Thanks psychic_warrior