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Title: Linked Souls
Author: Sweetness (aaronlisa@gmail.com)
Pairing: Willow/Angel
Rating: FR13
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss Whedon and company.
Notes: Written for au100 for prompt #79 (agony.) Set during BTVS Season Three.
Willow had fallen asleep while doing her calculus homework. A combination of late nights full of research with a heavy course load had left the redhead feeling exhausted. She suddenly woke up with a sharp stabbing pain in her stomach. Her hands flew reflexively to rest upon her stomach as the pain continued. It felt like a muscle cramp at first but it increased in intensity as she struggled to sit up. As the pain continued it felt as if her nerves were on fire as a thousand tiny knives pricked at her skin over and over. At the same time, her mind was filled with a blur of horrific images full of torment, suffering and torture. Sometimes she was the one inflicting the pain and at other times she was the one on the receiving end. As the images quickly flashed through her mind, Willow barely had time to make sense of them. It wasn’t until she caught the glimpse of a shining blonde hair that realization coursed through her amidst the pain. As suddenly as everything had started, it had ended. Even though she knew that it had only been a matter of minutes, it felt as if it had been going on forever.
”Angel,” Willow whispered as she stumbled out of her bed in an attempt to warn Buffy.
However, the redhead was too weak from her ordeal and her previous exhaustion and she passed out before she could reach the phone. Her last conscious thought was that it could wait until morning; there was nothing that Buffy could do right now about Angel’s return. It didn’t make sense to her tired brain that she had felt his return, yet she accepted the fact that she knew that he had returned from whatever dimension he had been sucked into.
**END**
cross-posted to willangelus