Redefined
By: skyz
Disclaimer: I own nothing but this story and Wolfe. Joss owns Btvs. Well.I'm in negations to owning the rights(shhhhhhh!) it's a secret though lol. Don't sue for there's nothin' to get.
A/N: I would place this fic around the second season. Not based on any particular eppy though but the time line is the same. Please review whether you hate it or love it. I want to know if you all would like more of this or not. I won't post unless you want it.
Feedback: Skyz20000@aol.com
Archived: B/S Central and if you want it tell me where it's going and it's all yours.
Redefined:
Wolfe Winthrop lazily lifted an arm over his eyes and let out a content sigh.
"I was that good, huh?" a sultry voice asked from beside him. Smiling, he rolled over until he faced his lover.
"You were that good," he replied softly giving her a soft kiss before he closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.
"What's wrong Wolfe?" the woman beside him asked concern coloring her voice.
"Nothin' babe, just worn out. Not up to the pillow talk. Leave it."
Silence descended over the room and Wolfe let his mind wander. His thoughts moved swiftly to a subject he'd been thinking about more and more of late. His parents.
"I miss them Grace," he whispered. He felt her hand drift lightly over his shoulders in a comforting gesture.
"I know," she said knowing exactly what he was talking about.
"I just wish." he trailed off knowing it was no use. His parents were gone, dead and he missed them. He often wondered why, he'd never met them and yet he loved them. Having them here now, would make his life perfect.
"It could happen you know. I know a way," Grace finally said.
Perking up he lifted his head to stare down at her.
"What? How?"
"A spell. It's simple. I could-"
"No.no! I can't do that," he snapped sharply suddenly realizing what he had almost agreed to. He cursed the hope that had suddenly flared at her words." No Grace, I can't do that. They're at peace. I won't take them from it. Leave it be."
Grace pouted but agreed with a quick nod of her head. She wanted t make him happy. She loved him and in loving him she wanted all of him, she would never have it with him feeling the way he was. So with a resigned smile she let the subject drop.
~*~ ~*~
Wolfe woke the next morning alone and absently wondered if Grace was mad at his decision. He took a quick shower before he left his room. The large house was fairly deserted which wasn't unusual since all that lived there had active social lives. Meaning the house was never full at any one time. Besides, he wasn't too keen on seeing any one. He was on his way to visit his parents, as he always did every morning. Lost in his thoughts he was startled when he heard the scream rip through the air. He recognized it instantly.
"Grace," he yelled in sudden panic.
~*~ ~*~
".as the Anointed One - are you paying attention to me Buffy?" Giles was saying as he glared down at the dreamy looking Buffy.
"Yeah Buffy, Dead Boy Jr. isn't here to see you make with the moon eyes. So p-" Xander was in the middle of saying as a blinding light erupted and then all was black.
~*~ ~*~
Wolfe found Grace slumped over on the ground, he hardly had time to focus on the circle of candles and bowl of herbs she was sprawled inside of. He scooped her up and placed her on a near by bench.
"Grace? Come on babe, open your eyes," he urged as he lightly slapped her face. His eyes scanned the surrounding area for any sign of an attack.
"Uh...." Grace woke with a moan.
"Grace?"
Grace gazed locked on his and he smiled in relief, hugging her tightly.
"What the hell happened?"
"Oh, no Wolfe," she groaned as she pushed away from him. "I tried-and I don't think it worked. I'm-"
"What?!" Wolfe asked fear sliding through him once again.
"I-" she began but a sudden rumbling from above and a brief flash of light caused her to stop abruptly and look up along with Wolfe. He felt his mouth fall open as he watched people fall from the sky and land a few feet away.
"It worked," Grace exclaimed as she jumped up and rapidly moved toward the fallen people.
"Grace come back here," he called warningly making a grab for her arm. She evaded him and he watched as she reached one of them and helped her to her feet. Hesitantly, somehow reluctant to see who they were he followed. One in particular caught his attention as he rose his white blond hair startling in the gloominess of the overcast morning.
"Bloody hell," he exclaimed running his hands over his prized leather duster.
"Oh Good Lord! Spike you stay away from us," Giles yelled as he rose warily looking around wildly for a weapon.
"S.Spike," Willow stuttered in fear as she clutched Xander's arm.
"Oh great it's the Scooby brats," Spike said sarcastically. "Where's your fearless leader?" Come out Slayer and let's play!"
Buffy was on her feet in fighting stance by the time he had finished the stake she'd been fiddling with tightly grasped.
"Today you die Spike," she spat.
~*~ ~*~
Wolf watched the scene with something a keen to horror.
"Oh, please no," he moaned quickly turning to Grace. He gripped her shoulders and shook her. "What did you do?"
"I..I brought them back like you wanted," she gasped.
He shoved her away in disgust, turned and was just in time to see Buffy lunge for Spike stake raised.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Hi all, I've had this idea for awhile and finally decided to type it up. I need reviews. I want to know what you all thought and if it's worth writing. So please review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Skyz.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but this story and Wolfe. Joss owns Btvs. Well.I'm in negations to owning the rights(shhhhhhh!) it's a secret though lol. Don't sue for there's nothin' to get.
A/N: I would place this fic around the second season. Not based on any particular eppy though but the time line is the same. Please review whether you hate it or love it. I want to know if you all would like more of this or not. I won't post unless you want it.
Feedback: Skyz20000@aol.com
Archived: B/S Central and if you want it tell me where it's going and it's all yours.
Redefined:
Wolfe Winthrop lazily lifted an arm over his eyes and let out a content sigh.
"I was that good, huh?" a sultry voice asked from beside him. Smiling, he rolled over until he faced his lover.
"You were that good," he replied softly giving her a soft kiss before he closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.
"What's wrong Wolfe?" the woman beside him asked concern coloring her voice.
"Nothin' babe, just worn out. Not up to the pillow talk. Leave it."
Silence descended over the room and Wolfe let his mind wander. His thoughts moved swiftly to a subject he'd been thinking about more and more of late. His parents.
"I miss them Grace," he whispered. He felt her hand drift lightly over his shoulders in a comforting gesture.
"I know," she said knowing exactly what he was talking about.
"I just wish." he trailed off knowing it was no use. His parents were gone, dead and he missed them. He often wondered why, he'd never met them and yet he loved them. Having them here now, would make his life perfect.
"It could happen you know. I know a way," Grace finally said.
Perking up he lifted his head to stare down at her.
"What? How?"
"A spell. It's simple. I could-"
"No.no! I can't do that," he snapped sharply suddenly realizing what he had almost agreed to. He cursed the hope that had suddenly flared at her words." No Grace, I can't do that. They're at peace. I won't take them from it. Leave it be."
Grace pouted but agreed with a quick nod of her head. She wanted t make him happy. She loved him and in loving him she wanted all of him, she would never have it with him feeling the way he was. So with a resigned smile she let the subject drop.
~*~ ~*~
Wolfe woke the next morning alone and absently wondered if Grace was mad at his decision. He took a quick shower before he left his room. The large house was fairly deserted which wasn't unusual since all that lived there had active social lives. Meaning the house was never full at any one time. Besides, he wasn't too keen on seeing any one. He was on his way to visit his parents, as he always did every morning. Lost in his thoughts he was startled when he heard the scream rip through the air. He recognized it instantly.
"Grace," he yelled in sudden panic.
~*~ ~*~
".as the Anointed One - are you paying attention to me Buffy?" Giles was saying as he glared down at the dreamy looking Buffy.
"Yeah Buffy, Dead Boy Jr. isn't here to see you make with the moon eyes. So p-" Xander was in the middle of saying as a blinding light erupted and then all was black.
~*~ ~*~
Wolfe found Grace slumped over on the ground, he hardly had time to focus on the circle of candles and bowl of herbs she was sprawled inside of. He scooped her up and placed her on a near by bench.
"Grace? Come on babe, open your eyes," he urged as he lightly slapped her face. His eyes scanned the surrounding area for any sign of an attack.
"Uh...." Grace woke with a moan.
"Grace?"
Grace gazed locked on his and he smiled in relief, hugging her tightly.
"What the hell happened?"
"Oh, no Wolfe," she groaned as she pushed away from him. "I tried-and I don't think it worked. I'm-"
"What?!" Wolfe asked fear sliding through him once again.
"I-" she began but a sudden rumbling from above and a brief flash of light caused her to stop abruptly and look up along with Wolfe. He felt his mouth fall open as he watched people fall from the sky and land a few feet away.
"It worked," Grace exclaimed as she jumped up and rapidly moved toward the fallen people.
"Grace come back here," he called warningly making a grab for her arm. She evaded him and he watched as she reached one of them and helped her to her feet. Hesitantly, somehow reluctant to see who they were he followed. One in particular caught his attention as he rose his white blond hair startling in the gloominess of the overcast morning.
"Bloody hell," he exclaimed running his hands over his prized leather duster.
"Oh Good Lord! Spike you stay away from us," Giles yelled as he rose warily looking around wildly for a weapon.
"S.Spike," Willow stuttered in fear as she clutched Xander's arm.
"Oh great it's the Scooby brats," Spike said sarcastically. "Where's your fearless leader?" Come out Slayer and let's play!"
Buffy was on her feet in fighting stance by the time he had finished the stake she'd been fiddling with tightly grasped.
"Today you die Spike," she spat.
~*~ ~*~
Wolf watched the scene with something a keen to horror.
"Oh, please no," he moaned quickly turning to Grace. He gripped her shoulders and shook her. "What did you do?"
"I..I brought them back like you wanted," she gasped.
He shoved her away in disgust, turned and was just in time to see Buffy lunge for Spike stake raised.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Hi all, I've had this idea for awhile and finally decided to type it up. I need reviews. I want to know what you all thought and if it's worth writing. So please review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Skyz.