The Summers Family:
By Lilly Rose
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kitchen next morning ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The night passed with not one more worry for the Xmen and their gusts. Buffy was up eary like always this time not running. She was leaning over the kitchen counter watching the Coffee pot, wishing for it to move faster. She needed something for a pick up. She knows that Spike would be a sleep all day and no dout found away to cover his window from the deadly sun light. She heard the foot steps but thought nothing of it as her cousin entered the kitchen. His red glasses took on the light of the room making him seem to be some kind of superhero.
Smileing Buffy Ana Summers, seemed to be a bit happier when she looked upon Scott Summers. "Hi" She says her voice showing that she was diffently from Cali. His voice seemed to be rich with his New York childhood.
"Hello Buffy, did you sleep well?" He asked as he looked over the coffee pot it seemed to take longer each morning to just to get a cup of coffee. He looked his cousin over, she was a cute blond. He just wished that she would tell him more about the slaying. He didn't like the idea about her having to save the wrold on her own. Then agian he had seen those firends of her's. They seem like a friendly lot, but still how can he be sure that they were helping her right. Maybe he should ask the Professor if they could help her with the hell goddess.
Buffy noded, "Yes, I love the room I am in, I could see the moon right outside my window." She smiles happy that Scott's powers were not reading minds. She knew now that was Jean's job or the Professor. If Scott knew what his sweet little cousin was dreaming he might just go try to kick Logan's cute ass. She didn't want that. It must be the not fighting that is making her like this.. Making her horny. She sighs to herself, inwardly. "How about you?"
"Oh fine as always." He says looking at her carefully. "Buffy, I was wondering if you would let me ask the Professor if the x-men can help you get rid of this Hell Goddess.. I think you said her name was Glory." Scott wanted to keep her safe. He was still the older wise cousin. He almost felt that Buffy was his smaller sister. Yes, he had some memories of Dawn but those felt so unreal. He was looking forward to meet her though.
At frist Buffy was shocked did he just say he wanted to help distory Glory, "I would love that, but I don't want any of your people getting hurt." She sighs a bit, she had seen her own death in her dreams. She still didn't know how it would happen. But she was going to die for a 2nd time.
"Well, the Xmen are very powerful people, Buffy, I am sure we can take care of our selfs. And help distory Glory, we can kick butt if I can say so myself." Scott saw that the coffee pot was finely done. He nearly scramed thank god. He needed something to wake him up, he knew that his watch was coming up next and he didn't want to fall a sleep on the job. He was up most of the night tossing and turning trying to think of away he could help his younger cousin.
Buffy watch Scott take down two coffee mugs, pouring the coffee in to both. He seemed to know just how she like her coffee. Just like him, sweet and filled with creamy goodness. She smiles at him. As he moves towards her, handing her one of the mugs he sits down and looks at her foundly. "All right, but only if your Prossfers says you can play.." She winks at him, remembering the times they have played house and other childish games.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spike's Bedroom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Buffy was right, Spike had found away to cover the windows so that the sun would not enter. Two blankets where placed over the one lage window. It was just perfict. He had move the dressser as well, to go over the window. He was making sure that no sun light what so ever even passed in to his room. Sighing to himself he sits up on the bed wondering about what is going on down stairs.
Then he heard the knock on his door and the voice tht only belong to that sweet angel. The one he really wanted to bring over. But Dre wouldn't let him.. He pouts listening to her voice. "Spike..William can I come in?" Her voice was hurried as if she didn't want anyone to see her out side in the hall.
Spike unlocked the door telling the Gina to enter of her own free will, or something like that as he flops himself back on to the unmade bed. She moves inside of the room, looking at her the man Dre wanted her to call Daddy for a time. She smiles and moves towards him wondering if he knows where her wild teacher/mommy is.
"So, how did you trun all good?" She asks as she closes the door behind her, looking at Spike carefully. He was never one for pussy footing ether. She learned not fear wild anmails, vampires, demons because of him. He had said it.. 'They smell fear, when they smell it on ya, they know they have all the contorl..So don't be scared, just be smart..'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Willow/Tara's room ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grazing into eatch others eyes, they seem to be lost in there own little world. They both still had that smile that only comes from having really good sex. "Maybe this place is ok.. But I think we should get back to Sunnydale soon." That came from the witch named Tara, she was missing Giles and Ayna, but mostly Dawn.
Willow smiles softly as she nods putting her head on her lover's chest. "Hmm, ya, I know baby but we need to stay here and see what that .. Sabertooth wanted. After that's done we will all go and stop Glory.." She says as she gives her lover 'that' look. The one that told Tara that Willow wanted more..
Lifitng her head with her hand Tara kisses the red head's lips, bring her closer to her. She was saying something softly and sweet though it was hard to hear. The lights in the room went down, a spell.. Willow giggled as she pulled the blankets over their heads....
~~~~~~~~~~ Xander ~~~~~~~~~
"Bored.. Bored .. Bored.." That word was playing over and over in his head. He stairs out the window wondering why he was even brought here. Maybe there was something behind this whole thing. It was like someone was wrtieng a story and he had been throwen in only for laughs and giggles. He wanted something more from the story then that.. Shakes his head, he meant life, he wanted something more from life. Why would anyone want to make this a story?
(Heh.. Ok, I was thinking of Pairing up some of the Xmen with some of our Sunndale friends but who? I was also thinking about making some parts of this NC-17. But I want to know what you guys want to see frist. Thanks guys.. L.R.)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kitchen next morning ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The night passed with not one more worry for the Xmen and their gusts. Buffy was up eary like always this time not running. She was leaning over the kitchen counter watching the Coffee pot, wishing for it to move faster. She needed something for a pick up. She knows that Spike would be a sleep all day and no dout found away to cover his window from the deadly sun light. She heard the foot steps but thought nothing of it as her cousin entered the kitchen. His red glasses took on the light of the room making him seem to be some kind of superhero.
Smileing Buffy Ana Summers, seemed to be a bit happier when she looked upon Scott Summers. "Hi" She says her voice showing that she was diffently from Cali. His voice seemed to be rich with his New York childhood.
"Hello Buffy, did you sleep well?" He asked as he looked over the coffee pot it seemed to take longer each morning to just to get a cup of coffee. He looked his cousin over, she was a cute blond. He just wished that she would tell him more about the slaying. He didn't like the idea about her having to save the wrold on her own. Then agian he had seen those firends of her's. They seem like a friendly lot, but still how can he be sure that they were helping her right. Maybe he should ask the Professor if they could help her with the hell goddess.
Buffy noded, "Yes, I love the room I am in, I could see the moon right outside my window." She smiles happy that Scott's powers were not reading minds. She knew now that was Jean's job or the Professor. If Scott knew what his sweet little cousin was dreaming he might just go try to kick Logan's cute ass. She didn't want that. It must be the not fighting that is making her like this.. Making her horny. She sighs to herself, inwardly. "How about you?"
"Oh fine as always." He says looking at her carefully. "Buffy, I was wondering if you would let me ask the Professor if the x-men can help you get rid of this Hell Goddess.. I think you said her name was Glory." Scott wanted to keep her safe. He was still the older wise cousin. He almost felt that Buffy was his smaller sister. Yes, he had some memories of Dawn but those felt so unreal. He was looking forward to meet her though.
At frist Buffy was shocked did he just say he wanted to help distory Glory, "I would love that, but I don't want any of your people getting hurt." She sighs a bit, she had seen her own death in her dreams. She still didn't know how it would happen. But she was going to die for a 2nd time.
"Well, the Xmen are very powerful people, Buffy, I am sure we can take care of our selfs. And help distory Glory, we can kick butt if I can say so myself." Scott saw that the coffee pot was finely done. He nearly scramed thank god. He needed something to wake him up, he knew that his watch was coming up next and he didn't want to fall a sleep on the job. He was up most of the night tossing and turning trying to think of away he could help his younger cousin.
Buffy watch Scott take down two coffee mugs, pouring the coffee in to both. He seemed to know just how she like her coffee. Just like him, sweet and filled with creamy goodness. She smiles at him. As he moves towards her, handing her one of the mugs he sits down and looks at her foundly. "All right, but only if your Prossfers says you can play.." She winks at him, remembering the times they have played house and other childish games.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spike's Bedroom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Buffy was right, Spike had found away to cover the windows so that the sun would not enter. Two blankets where placed over the one lage window. It was just perfict. He had move the dressser as well, to go over the window. He was making sure that no sun light what so ever even passed in to his room. Sighing to himself he sits up on the bed wondering about what is going on down stairs.
Then he heard the knock on his door and the voice tht only belong to that sweet angel. The one he really wanted to bring over. But Dre wouldn't let him.. He pouts listening to her voice. "Spike..William can I come in?" Her voice was hurried as if she didn't want anyone to see her out side in the hall.
Spike unlocked the door telling the Gina to enter of her own free will, or something like that as he flops himself back on to the unmade bed. She moves inside of the room, looking at her the man Dre wanted her to call Daddy for a time. She smiles and moves towards him wondering if he knows where her wild teacher/mommy is.
"So, how did you trun all good?" She asks as she closes the door behind her, looking at Spike carefully. He was never one for pussy footing ether. She learned not fear wild anmails, vampires, demons because of him. He had said it.. 'They smell fear, when they smell it on ya, they know they have all the contorl..So don't be scared, just be smart..'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Willow/Tara's room ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grazing into eatch others eyes, they seem to be lost in there own little world. They both still had that smile that only comes from having really good sex. "Maybe this place is ok.. But I think we should get back to Sunnydale soon." That came from the witch named Tara, she was missing Giles and Ayna, but mostly Dawn.
Willow smiles softly as she nods putting her head on her lover's chest. "Hmm, ya, I know baby but we need to stay here and see what that .. Sabertooth wanted. After that's done we will all go and stop Glory.." She says as she gives her lover 'that' look. The one that told Tara that Willow wanted more..
Lifitng her head with her hand Tara kisses the red head's lips, bring her closer to her. She was saying something softly and sweet though it was hard to hear. The lights in the room went down, a spell.. Willow giggled as she pulled the blankets over their heads....
~~~~~~~~~~ Xander ~~~~~~~~~
"Bored.. Bored .. Bored.." That word was playing over and over in his head. He stairs out the window wondering why he was even brought here. Maybe there was something behind this whole thing. It was like someone was wrtieng a story and he had been throwen in only for laughs and giggles. He wanted something more from the story then that.. Shakes his head, he meant life, he wanted something more from life. Why would anyone want to make this a story?
(Heh.. Ok, I was thinking of Pairing up some of the Xmen with some of our Sunndale friends but who? I was also thinking about making some parts of this NC-17. But I want to know what you guys want to see frist. Thanks guys.. L.R.)