Category: Roswell/Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel the Series Crossover
Pairing: Liz/Angel...any others have yet to be decided
Rating: I'm rating this story Mature for violence and possibly language. I'll change it should it need to go increase.
Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell, Buffy or Angel. Roswell belongs its creaters, writers, ect. And Buffy and Angel belong to Joss Whedon and whoever else worked on the shows.
Summary: This is a challenge that I took up from LizNdAlec4eva...
--Max and Tess aren't actually together, they are only pretending to go out to mak Liz and Kyle jealous.
--Angel and Darla didn't sleep together.
--Angel and Buffy weren't together, they were just friends but everybody thought they were more.
--Buffy and Joyce died at the same time in BTVS.
--Buffy and Liz are twins, Joyce got pregnant by Jeff, but once they were born Jeff and Joyce split up 1 year later, both of them re-married. Jeff to Nancy and Joyce to Hank (who then supposedly 'gave birth to' Dawn). Then the twins were split up Liz went with Jeff and Nancy to Roswell and Buffy went with Joyce to L.A
--Liz knows all about slaying, vamps and Angel. Buffy knows all about the aliens, Max and Tess. Only Giles, Angel, Alex (alive), Maria, Kyle and Isabel know about the twins.
--So, Buffy and Joyce die and everybody from L.A and Sunnydale go to Roswell for the funeral (many of them want to know why the funeral is in Roswell.
--When they arrive its only about lunch time and Angel decides to go and get Liz, so he puts on the ring of Omara (he didnt destroy it) goes into the school goes straight up to Liz and kisses her in front of everybody.
--So, everybody goes to the funeral. Then they all find out that Liz is the new slayer.
--Max, Micheal, Tess, the A.I team and the Scoobie gang all find out the truth about Liz & Buffy, that Liz and Angel have been dating for 6mnths, that they meet up in a house every weekend that Angel bought 4mnths ago, that they have slept together but Angel always wear the ring.
--Max gets mad, he and Angel fight (Angel wins of course).
Happy Angel/Liz ending...
The dream woke her violently. As she sat there, her breath erratic, the gruesome details of the dream played over and over again before her mind’s eye. She had known many things in her life…things that most people would write off as myths or nonsense. But nothing had ever chilled her to the bone, caused so much grief, or inflicted such emotional turmoil within her soul.
She didn’t want to believe anything she had ‘seen’, however, years of experience and an instinctive dreadful feeling deep down in her gut kept butting heads with her denial.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in a completely useless attempt to get her breathing under control. After a moment she flung what blankets still remained off of her and headed into the kitchen.
As she stood there, with the refrigerator door open, staring blankly into space, she vaguely felt her father walk into the kitchen behind her. She didn’t move a muscle as he went over to the cabinet and pulled out two glasses and matching bowls. As he walked over toward her, he grabbed a spoon from the drawer. He filled the two glasses with milk, and opened the freezer to pull out the ice cream. As he set all the items on the kitchen table he whispered, “Close the door, Lizzie.”
After a moment she did as she was told and slowly moved toward the table to take a seat next to her father.
Jeff Parker watched as his daughter moved in a zombie like motion. He had seen his little Lizzie do this countless times throughout her seventeen years. The occurrences had increased after she had turned fifteen, but never had any of her detached moments gone on this long or had been this extreme.
Usually she would only stare off into space for a few minutes before putting his nerves at ease, but not on this far too quite night. Tonight she was barely focusing on anything… and it was something that did not sit well with him.
He left the bowl of ice cream in front of her, hoping that eventually she would take a bite.
Not many knew this, but when his Lizzie got like this…he was always scared far more than he would ever like to be; not so much because he was afraid of what these actions meant for Liz’s well being…she was a resilient girl who had learned long ago that life was something precious and not to be taken lightly and unfortunately his little girl had learned it the hard way.
He knew that whenever she was like this it could only mean one thing…her fraternal twin sister was hurt.
“How bad is it, baby?” he asked cautiously.
He knew that every time he asked that question was one more time closer to hearing of the death of his oldest daughter.
The fact that it was taking his youngest daughter so long to answer him did not bode well with his inner turmoil. Usually she was quick to reassure him that her sister was fine…but tonight she was doing anything but.
All she could do was sit there with this numb feeling she had thought she had prepared herself for but she now knew that nothing could have prepared her for the empty spot that was now left behind. She knew her silence was hurting her father…but how was she supposed to tell him that she was gone…that they were both gone.
She felt his fingers wrap around her own and she allowed the touch to pull her slightly out of her dazed grief. She looked him in the eyes and preyed she would be able to hold it together for her father.
“How bad, baby?” he asked her once again.
She swallowed heavily and opened her mouth to answer him…when the phone began ringing.
“That will be Giles,” she said softly.
Liz watched her father mechanically get up to answer the phone. She also knew her step-mother would be entering the kitchen within moments…a fact that angered her unbelievably so. For one it would mean she and her father would not get to mourn properly. Secondly…Nancy Parker had made her feelings toward Buffy Anne Parker-Summers perfectly clear.
Nancy had always believed that Buffy had always been a delinquent who wanted attention anyway she could get it; a fact that had caused many a screaming matches between herself and her step-mother.
Liz saw Nancy enter the kitchen just as she heard her father let out a grief filled sob.
Life as her and her father knew it…was over…and they would be changed completely.
My name is Elizabeth Claudia Parker and yesterday my twin sister Buffy Anne Parker-Summers and my mother Joyce Caroline Summers died. The details of their deaths were not something that could be stomached by many a person unless they lived the life of a slayer or were very close to one. It was not something that a sister or a daughter should ever have to witness…because now…there is no going back and my life had changed irrevocably and forever.