Black out drabbles

[cornerofmadness]

Guilt - Connor S4

It’s all my fault, that’s what they all think. Cordelia tells me it’s not but…I know she’s not right. The sun is gone. The Beast was spat forth on the very spot where I was born – and I was born in a filthy alley, why had no one told me this before? – this had to be connected to me. I don’t want to believe it but hell, even Angel can’t look at me.

I look up at Wolfram and Hart’s building. Answers were to be had inside. Was I brave enough to find them? I’m innocent, now to prove it.




Winter Wonderland - B/A S3

It never snows in Sunnydale and Buffy was never so glad to see it as she was now. If ever there was a sign from above, the pristine white fluffiness was it. What could be more romantic than walking hand in hand with Christmas lights reflecting and sparkling like jewels? Angel was alive thanks to the snow. So later when power lines – not strung with snow in mind – snapped leaving everyone without power Buffy couldn’t find cause to complain. She sat with her mom and Faith, opening gifts, gorging on good food and being content that Angel knew he was loved.