maryperk73703 | Memoirs of an Ex-Cop, Kate's story

Kate Lockley's Memoir

After my experience with Angel, I changed my name, moved across the country, and dusted off my law degree. A conversation with an old friend caused me to become an ADA in the New York City penal system. I turned my back on the supernatural world. I'm not in total denial though, because none of my new friends or coworkers totally understand my 'no spoken invitation' stance.

It was about three years after my exodus from Los Angeles that I felt a strange tingle pass through my body. Afterwards, I felt stronger, was able to heal faster, and somehow I was able to feel the vamps and demons. It made avoiding the nasty creatures easier, that's for sure. I continued my life as before, rising through the District Attorney's office ranks.

Two years later, I had the oddest encounter since moving to New York. One of my friends went on vacation and asked me to walk their dog every evening in the nearby park. It was a warm summer night when I came across the two blonds playing tag in the park.

I watched as they ran around, giggling like children. They looked so happy and in love that I wanted to warn them about being out after dark in a city like this. However, what would I say in my own defense if they asked me why I was out?

I thought I hadn't been noticed until the man gave me the once over. When he winked at me, I realized he knew I had been there the entire time. I expected a jealous fit when the woman caught me looking at him. However, she was surprisingly relaxed, and it dawned on me that she was sure of his love for her.

"Watch out for muggers,' I said as I walked away.

"You tell those muggers to watch out for us," the man shouted after me. "My girl's got a mean right hook."

"Spike!" the woman gave a huff.

"Don't deny it, pet. B'sides, you know I love it."

I looked back to see him kissing her right hand. I wished at that moment that I could find myself a guy that saw the good and the bad in me, and still loved me. A man who thought I was the one. I walked away with hope in my heart. Love did still exist.

That chance meeting in the park turned into a not so chance encounter with a young woman named Rona and an older woman named Illyria. Now that one gave me the willies.

When these two odd women met me, they commented on my age, and suggested I take self-defense classes and carry a stake. I was given a business card and urged to call if I had any problems. So, what the heck is the Watcher's Council? My research didn't give me any answers.

Time passed as it tends to do. Sometimes slowly, and sometimes too quickly. Then one day something... or rather someone pulled me away from my regular life. I don't know how I knew this, but I did. Angel was in my city.

Angel had become obsessed with a lost love. It seemed she disappeared without a trace several years ago and he searching for her and the one she ran with. I found all this out by tailing him. He was certainly off his game. He never noticed me. I caught the names Buffy and Spike, a Slayer and a vampire, which makes me think about the blond couple from the park so many years ago.

I don't believe in coincidences.

Coincidences for those who chose not to see. I'm in denial, not blind. I'm pretty sure the two I saw were who Angel was looking for, but I feel no urge to contact him about them.

Her being a Slayer explains my other two visitors. One of those blonds must have recognized my signature. It's okay though, things aren't that bad any more. I've been dating a man I met at a charity event. He's so normal it's sickening. I'm sure he's going to ask me to marry him.

More time has passed, and I'm the mother of a beautiful baby girl named Grace Marie. I didn't notice at first, but my sweet girl is much stronger than a normal child. Our first clue was when she broke the bars on her crib. I knew she must have inherited some of my Slayer traits.

My husband took the news of my differences quite well, and it as his suggestion that we call the Watcher's Council. I spoke to Rona, who wasn't at all surprised about my daughter. It seems that several of the younger Slayers have had super babies too. Only the female babies though. All of the boys are quite normal. After a long discussion, my husband and I decided to move to Cleveland where the Council has a special school just for Slayers.

It was a very good school, I do have to admit. I was quite surprised when the principal, a man named Robin Woods, asked me to teach a class on law. My classes are quiet and respectful even as they're rowdy with other teachers. I found that I enjoy teaching, something I never thought possible. My life, along with my husband's and my daughter's, settles into an easy routine. I don't regret any of the decisions I've made in my life.

Spike and Buffy's story is a legend at the school. Half the girls -- those who have dealt with vampires before -- think that Buffy's a crazy bitch. The others -- those who are too young or starry eyed -- think that the whole story is romantic. Personally, I must either be too young or too starry eyed, because having seen their love, I think it's romantic too. Despite my experiences with Angel.