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      Neva Crandall (neva.crandall@CSUS.EDU)
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      Please send me feedback. This is my first fanfic so it is much =
      appreciated!
      
      "Dreams?" part 1
      
      by Neva=20
      
      My Version of BtVS: This is an alternate universe. Willow is the one who =
      got Angel out of Hell; however, he is the only one who knows this is =
      Angel. Amy knows too but she is still a member of the rodent family in =
      my story.   He and Buffy never had a relationship after this -- mostly =
      due to lack of interest on his part after being sent to Hell for a =
      couple of centuries.  Oz and Willow never reconciled after the "Lover's =
      Walk" incident, and he left on tour with the Dingoes after the mayor was =
      defeated.  Buffy is dating regularly but Willow hasn't been seeing =
      anyone.  Xander is dating Anya.=20
      
       This story is heavy on the Buffy the Vampire Slayer aspects.
      
      My Version of Highlander: This takes place after the show finale and at =
      approximately a couple months after the last episode of H: the Raven.  I =
      missed many Highlander episodes so I am kind of winging it on all =
      details from the show.
      
      =20
      
      Disclaimer: None of these characters (except one minor character) belong =
      to me.  They belong to other people; I'm just borrowing them for a =
      little while (maybe a long while -- I am a slow writer). All rights and =
      properties of Highlander are owned by Rysher entertainment, and all =
      rights and properties of Buffy the Vampire Slayer owned by Joss Whedon, =
      Warner Bros. and Mutant Enemy, etc. (Okay the legal stuff is out of the =
      way.)
      
      =20
      
      ** Note to Readers: Thoughts are indicated with < and > markings. **
      
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      =20
      
      January 2000_
      
      =20
      
      <It's a good thing the LAPD computer system is ridiculously easy to hack =
      into. > The redheaded witch was finding it increasingly difficult to =
      keep her eyes open.  Which, given that it was three in the afternoon and =
      she normally could function on a few hours sleep, was not good.   =
      Cordelia was beginning to look worried.  Her houseguest, who had had the =
      tact to say nothing about Cordelia's new living accommodations, looked =
      like she was about ready to pass out.
      
      =20
      
      Not that the poor lighting in the detective agency was helping, but the =
      witch looked unhealthily pale.  She also had purple circles under her =
      usually bright eyes.  Cordelia wished that Angel would return early from =
      the case he working on.  She hadn't seen him in five days.  Willow had =
      just said she was having bad dreams and refused to say more, brushing =
      them off as unimportant.  The young women's friendship was too new and =
      tentative for her to press the issue comfortably.  But Cordy had learned =
      not long after coming to work for Angel that the witch and the vampire =
      were close friends.  They were constantly e-mailing each other.  He =
      could get her to confess whatever was bothering her.
      
      =20
      
      <Maybe I should just call it quits for now. >  The couch was looking far =
      too good.  <Sleeping won't help though; I just wake up more tired. >  =
      For the two weeks, beginning around finals, Willow had been having very =
      strange dreams that jumped from time period to time period at random.  =
      Last night had been the Bronze Age.  All of them were about a strange =
      woman she had never seen before.  The woman was tall and regal; she =
      seemed to radiate power.  The dreams were vivid, like she had stepped =
      inside a color TV.  Every thing was three-dimensional.  Willow was just =
      an audience; she could only observe, even when she wanted to help the =
      woman in the dreams.  It didn't seem to matter what happened in the =
      dream; even if she was just watching the woman sit there it exhausted =
      Willow.
      
      Suddenly she realized she had drifted off right in front of the =
      computer. <Oops! > Cordelia had gone from looking worried to outright =
      alarmed.
      
      =20
      
      "Are you sure you're ok?"  Cordy's voice sounded genuinely worried.
      
      =20
      
      "I'm fine; I just need to get something to eat," she smiled weakly and =
      shut down the computer," I got everything you needed anyway." =20
      
      =20
      
      Cordy had called two days ago to nervously ask Willow if she could came =
      bail her out since Angel had abruptly left town to pursue a nasty child =
      porn case.  This left Cordy to deal with a regular client who needed =
      someone discreetly checked out.  Her computer skills didn't cut it so =
      she had bitten her lip, pretended to be nonchalant, and called =
      "net-girl".
      
      =20
      
      They turned off the lights and left; Cordelia looked decidedly =
      unconvinced.
      
      =20
      
      Night and the next morning_
      
      =20
      
      She was in a forest this time.  It was daylight but heavy tree growth =
      and drizzling rain cut the light down to a soft glow.  The air was fresh =
      and sweet smelling.  Willow saw and moved towards the cottage she saw =
      off to one side, drifting through obstacles like a ghost.  <Maybe I'm a =
      ghost here. Wherever here is. >  The woman was not in the cottage =
      although there was food on the table and a small fire on the grate.  =
      There were also books, in many languages, which struck Willow as odd, =
      given the setting. Everything looked kind of medieval. There were pieces =
      of parchment, partially covered in strange and foreign writing, =
      scattered beside the food on the table. =20
      
      =20
      
      < I have to find her. >
      
      =20
      
      She felt the woman come closer and left the cottage to find her.  The =
      woman wasn't far.  Looking at her confirmed the young witch's thoughts =
      of the medieval.   She was wearing a long shirt and a lace-up vest; her =
      hair was permitted to fall loosely down to her shoulders.  It was longer =
      than in the last dream.  The woman was watching a dark-haired young boy =
      play in the woods, pretending to be a warrior.
      
      Willow felt herself begin to fade away.  The dream was ending.  As the =
      forest blurred out of sight she felt the woman think a single word, a =
      name <Duncan>.
      
      =20
      
      Willow opened her eyes to sunlight.  <Morning already? These dreams seem =
      so short. >  Cordelia was still asleep so Willow wriggled out her =
      sleeping bag as quietly as she could.  In the bathroom she splashed cold =
      water on her face, but it failed to help.   She looked at her face and =
      cringed.  Her eyes looked bruised and she was vampire pale.   Willow =
      wished she could taken a shower and ease muscles stiff from not moving =
      through the entire night, but she didn't want to wake Cordy.  <I kept =
      her up most of the night talking. >  Cordy had been missing talking to =
      another girl and Willow had been trying to avoid closing her eyes.
      
      She grabbed a pen and scribbled a quick note:
      
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      Cordy,
      
            Went to the agency to use the computer.  Promised to e-mail Giles =
      today.
      
                                    Willow
      
      =20
      
      <Getting Giles to learn how to use the email on my computer was an =
      interesting experience. > Willow thought with an amused grin.  =
      Fortunately she had done it before finals.  The last couple of weeks she =
      had lacked the energy she needed to badger the former librarian into it.
      
      =20
      
      An hour later_
      
      =20
      
      Willow didn't realize that her eyes had closed until her arm had brushed =
      the desk as she began to fall out her chair.  That jerked her eyes back =
      open, but the tired feeling was overwhelming.  She gave in <I haven't =
      even written the e-mail yet. I guess I'll just have to do it later. >  =
      She turned off the computer and stumbled to the couch.  As she curled up =
      she thought plaintively <Goddess, please don't let me dream. >  She =
      closed her eyes and gave into sleep.
      
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      If anything this dream was more vivid than the others were.  The woman's =
      hair had been cut and she was wearing jeans.  She looked to be as tired =
      as Willow. They were in an alley this time and the woman was drawing a =
      sword.  <Wait a minute! A sword! A sword, jeans and very modern looking =
      alley --- it just doesn't make sense! Oh, Goddess, where did that guy =
      come from?!>  Her study of the changes in the woman had kept her from =
      noticing the other person in the alley.  It was a young man with an =
      arrogant face, cocky, and he too was holding a drawn sword.  He seemed =
      to be challenging the woman.
      
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      They began to fight.  Watching so many of Buffy's practice sessions in =
      the library helped Willow follow the fight.  At first the man seemed to =
      be winning; the woman was tired and it showed in her slow reactions.  =
      <Please don't get hurt --- I don't want you to get hurt. > Then suddenly =
      the outcome turned as the woman wove her sword in a complex pattern that =
      revealed years of practice and experience with the weapon.  The man =
      couldn't follow the move. And then she cut off his head.  Willow didn't =
      have much time to feel shock at what she was seeing.  Faster than she =
      could think she felt herself being pulled inside the woman's mind.  Then =
      all hell broke loose inside Willow's mind.=20
      
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      Angel stood watching the sleeping hacker.  He had come in from his =
      apartment to find the lights on inside the office.     Angel could think =
      of no reason for her to be there, but he was glad to see her, although =
      she looked pale and ill.  <What have you been doing to yourself little =
      one? >
      
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      Suddenly Willow began to toss violently, eyes shooting open to stare =
      blankly at the ceiling.  She fell from the couch to the floor and =
      flailed around hitting her arms and legs against both Angel and the =
      couch.  He fell to his knees and grabbed a hold of her and tried to hold =
      her still.  She didn't wake when he shook her.
      
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      The vampire felt more fear than he'd felt when he had remembered that he =
      nearly killed Willow when he was Angelus.  Suddenly Willow stiffened in =
      his arms and began to scream, and Angel felt himself being thrown across =
      the room to crash into the wall.  Blue lightening flashed around her =
      body on the floor; lightening lashed out exploding the light bulbs and =
      cracking windows.
      
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      Then as fast as it started it ended.  Angel stayed shocked and frozen =
      for a few moments.  A soft moan from Willow, curled in a ball in the =
      middle of the room, made him scramble over to her.  He gently turned her =
      over and picked her up. She opened her eyes and looked at him, "Angel?"  =
      Then she moaned again, her eyes rolling up into her head.  Willow passed =
      out.=20
      
      =20
      
      The door opened behind Angel and Cordelia and Doyle walked in, bickering =
      as usual.  They took one look at the darkened room, covered in bits of =
      broken glass and scorch marks and fell silent.  Then they moved into the =
      room quickly with the glass crunching under their feet.
      
      =20
      
      "What happened!" Cordelia exclaimed.
      
      =20
      
      "Did someone break in?"
      
      =20
      
      "What's wrong with Willow? Oh god, I should have made her tell me what =
      was bothering her."=20
      
      =20
      
      "When I came in she was sleeping. . ."
      
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      "She must have had another dream!" Cordelia realized.
      
      =20
      
      "Then everything went crazy . . . Willow has been having unusual =
      dreams?!" Angel said with some alarm.  Unusual dreams were not good =
      things for a witch who lived on the Hellmouth.
      
      =20
      
      "Yeah, but all I could get her to tell me was that she was having bad =
      dreams.  She wouldn't tell me what they were about.  They make her =
      really tired though, all wobbly and pale."
      
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      "Do you think she's spoken to Giles about them?"
      
      =20
      
      "No I don't think so.  He's been out of town for a couple of weeks.  =
      >From what she did say this hasn't been happening long."=20
      
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      "Um, not to butt in, but shouldn't we be laying her down or calling an =
      ambulance?" interjected Doyle as he reached out to check her pulse, =
      "Though her pulse seems strong enough."
      
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      "My apartment is best," said Angel, turning to the elevator.  "The =
      lightening storm makes me think that some sort of magic was involved.  =
      Giles will be more help."
      
      =20
      
      Cordelia followed Doyle and Angel to the elevator then stopped with a =
      confused look on her face, "Lighting storm?"
      
      =20
      
      Angel's Apartment_
      
      =20
      
      It took only a few minutes to get Willow settled; she had already shed =
      her shoes and earrings.  Angel picked up the phone and dialed from =
      memory.  After a few rings it was picked up.
      
      =20
      
      "Giles . . ."
      
      =20
      
      "No it's Buffy. Is that you Angel?  How are y. . ."
      
      =20
      
      Angel cut her off, "I need to talk to Giles. Now."
      
      "Fine. Whatever."  The slayer voice went from friendly to cool in a =
      split second.  She still didn't accept that Angel didn't want to be =
      close anymore.  Even if she did have lots of guys wanting to date her.  =
      Which is why he and Willow had kept their ever-stronger friendship a =
      secret.   Willow hadn't wanted to upset Buffy or Xander.  He didn't =
      blame her.  Those two could be very vocal in their disapproval, and =
      Willow was still highly sensitive to what others wanted of her.=20
      
      =20
      
      "Angel?" The watcher sounded confused.
      
      =20
      
      "Giles, has Willow asked you anything about dreams lately?"
      
      =20
      
      "Dreams? No, what's wrong?  Is Willow there; I got her note saying she =
      was going to LA overnight, but she didn't email me this morning like she =
      said she would. Is she all right?"
      
      =20
      
      "She's unconscious . . ."
      
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      "What!" Angel could hear Buffy in the background asking what was wrong.
      
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      "I walked into the agency and found her asleep.  Then she started =
      thrashing and there was a short but powerful indoor lightening storm =
      centered on her.  She was conscious for a moment then she blacked out."
      
      =20
      
      "It's just noon now.  Buffy and I will begin researching dreams, and you =
      drive her back to Sunnydale as soon as it gets dark.   Call if she wakes =
      up or says anything"
      
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      "I will," Angel hung up the phone.  He turned to Cordelia, "      You =
      and Doyle need to go get Willow's things and get the car ready.  I'll =
      stay here and keep an eye on her."  They left to get ready.
      
      =20
      
      She didn't wake once during the long afternoon.
      
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      Sunnydale, Midnight_
      
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      Angel brushed by Buffy to place the now awake, but groggy, young witch =
      on the sofa.   She had insisted that she was perfectly capable of =
      walking but the vampire had completely ignored her protests.  He sat =
      next to her and pulled her back until she was leaning against him.  =
      Buffy began to look very confused, and rather upset.  Willow and Angel =
      looked very comfortable with each other.
      
      =20
      
      "Willow, you must tell us about these dreams; they are endangering you, =
      " Giles stated firmly.
      
      =20
      
      Willow sighed and said, "All right.  It began about the middle of =
      finals.  They, the dreams, are very vivid and three dimensional."  She =
      described the dreams and the woman in the dreams as thoroughly as she =
      could.  Willow could remember all the dreams very clearly.  "The last =
      one, this morning, was the same as all the others until the end."
      
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      "What changed?"  Angel asked.
      
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      "After she decapitated the man, I - I felt myself being pulled inside =
      her=20
      
      mind.  For a moment I was completely linked with her.  I felt everything =
      she felt.  She was aware of me!" Willow was pale, and she turned wide, =
      frightened eyes to her friends.  Angel placed a comforting hand on hers. =
       "She's a real person, Giles! This is so not good" Willow seemed to wilt =
      with exhaustion, her eyes drooping.  =20
      
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      "What was the lightening?"
      
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      "I saw blue light, but it was like I was seeing several peoples' lives =
      all pressed together on fast-forward.  I think it was what she was =
      seeing," Willow's voice was very soft and by the end of her sentence she =
      was asleep.
      
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      "Giles, is there somewhere she could sleep?"
      
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      "Yes, just put her in the guest room," Giles pointed.
      
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      Angel scooped up Willow again and quickly tucked her into bed. He =
      watched her for a moment, and he reached out to touch her face. <She =
      looks so worn out. >  Angel turned and returned to the living room.  He =
      returned to find Buffy and Xander glaring at him.
      
      =20
      
      "When did you two get so chummy?" Xander barked.
      
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      "We've been friends since I got back from Hell."  He realized now that =
      sitting with Willow had been a mistake.  The fact that they were close =
      friends had been pretty evident.  Her friends wanted some answers --- =
      Now.  "We talk computers, history, and magic a lot" =20
      
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      "So you can spend time with my best friend but not with me," Buffy =
      sounded decidedly irate.
      
      =20
      
      Angel figured that telling that he had nothing to talk to her about, =
      that the thrill of forbidden love was over, would be a decidedly bad =
      idea.   Suicidal even.  He wanted to laugh at the amount that Buffy =
      didn't know about Willow, especially Willow's magic.  He knew from his =
      observations of the last year and Willow's e-mails that their =
      relationship mostly consisted of Willow doing things for Buffy.  This =
      was especially true lately.   Angel was saved from making an angry reply =
      by Giles, who was standing to one side getting annoyed at his charge's =
      apparent lack of regard for their friend's health.
      
      =20
      
      "We have other things to think about right now.  Willow needs our help," =
      Giles snapped.  He took a deep breath to calm himself.   "Angel, I need =
      you and Xander to go get some magical supplies.  Some of them will be at =
      Willow and Buffy's room at the dorms.  The rest you should be able to =
      find at the Wiccan store Willow frequents," he quickly wrote a list as =
      he spoke, referring to a text he had grabbed and opened while Willow =
      spoke.  "I don't think these are actual dreams.  I think she is actually =
      linked to someone; I don't know how.  Willow needs rest so we will do a =
      spell to block the link.  That will give us time to find out what's =
      going on.  While I prepare the spell Buffy will go do a quick patrol."
      
      =20
      
      Everyone moved to obey. Giles firm voice followed them out the door, =
      "Try to be back in no more than two hours."
      
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