Title: Filter Blaze
Author: Wicked R
Disclaimers: characters belong to Mutant Enemy. No copyright breach is intended. Made mainly for my own enjoyment.
Genre: G, shortfic.
Rating: G
Set: just after season finales Angel and Buffy 2003.
Summary: a surprise for Spike. Where was he between the Sunnydale blast and Angel opening the letter containing the amulet?
Spoilers: general season 4 spoilers.
Pairing: several references, but not an actual pairing. Or?
Warning: not beta read. English is not my first language, so be kind.
"Spike! …Spike, wake up…that's it boy."
"What? Darla? Where are we? Some kinda last second flash back?"
"No, spawn. This is purgatory."
"Hah! You want me to believe that? It is all white and this looks like a house! With…what the hell are the walls covered with?!? "
"Scenes of my incestuous actions in various forms of pictures, snapshots, even television screens."
"Come again? I thought they were the definitions of obscenity."
"They are reminders, in case I start feeling good. This is where I live until redemption or else. They transferred you right here from Sunnydale so you get greeted by someone you know. Pictures of your action will also appear if you choose to stay here with me. Or in your own house if you want one."
"You. In purgatory. And that's righteous."
"Well, you and purgatory doesn't exactly match either, William the Bloody."
"I got a soul for myself, and I gave my life to save the world. What have you done?"
"I experienced the side effects of carrying a soul for a few weeks and gave my life for a human child."
"And that is enough? Why the heck did I bother than? And what do you mean side effects?"
"Pregnancy has a lot of side effects. For me it was cravings, tiredness and emotions."
"Pregnancy??"
"I'll explain later. We have eternity. It is only occasionally that the Powers demand us to do something, such as occur in front of the world. That is how we pay, they say. We carry out orders, tasks, not hard ones. It doesn't really matter if you succeed or not, from redemption's point of view. But I don't think that is really how we pay. Because there isn't anything here to do, not much anyway. Boredom, that is how we pay. You can watch the world, anybody you want, but without the possibility to interact with them it kinda gets upsetting. And so far, there wasn't anybody else here who shared similar earthly experiences with me. Until now. So, how about, well, if there are no horses, a donkey will do. Sex?"
"Maybe later. You said you can watch what's happening on Earth?"
"Hmmm. Yeah. Just don't mention Buffy. What is it with you guys and this bitch? All right, all right, here's the channel. She is fine, see?"
"See. Can I watch in peace?"
"Until the others come. There are lotsa people here who wanna see you. People who you murdered."
"What? And you said this place was boring?"
"We are meant to live with forgiveness in our hearts. If you break that, you move one level down."
"How many levels are there?"
"Don't know. Don't care. I'm staying here, because this is where Angel is expected to arrive."
"Soon?"
"Nobody really knows. That is one other crap thing about this place. But hey, you can eat fish and chips."
"You can? As in you are enjoying it?"
"Yes, and much more. We've shown you the world in one way once, let me now show you this one."
The End.