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Here's the first part of the chapter some of you have been so interested in reading! Let me know if you expected this 'guest'. (let me know what you thought of this character and what you expect their story to be like *wink*)
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Lee out.
Even though most of the members of the Gang had almost forgotten about Dawn's escapade on Halloween, Ally was still distant. However, she went with her sister to high school and picked her up in the afternoon, helped her do her homework and made breakfast for everyone, but Dawn knew their relationship was damaged. Ally never slept in the house anymore, leaving right after dinner every night to patrol and spend the night over at Spike's, going back home early in the morning.
Dawn missed her sister. Buffy had been quite detached ever since she had been resurrected, but Ally had been OK, they had been fine. They obviously weren't anymore.
Unlike what Dawn thought, it was harder than Ally expected, being emotionally so far away from her baby sister. So she turned to her other sister and their Watcher, trying to keep herself busy with training and patrolling. She just couldn't get past the betrayal yet. It was too soon. She had to see a change first, and change took time.
They were investigating a series of strange events, fires in parks and the appearance of poor unfortunate dogs' bodies near the fires. Their throats were slit and their tails cut, churning Ally's stomach and making her chest burn in anger. Who could do that to such pure creatures? Who was the son of a bitch who had already slaughtered seven dogs in the previous week?
The Watcher thought it was related to dark witchcraft. Willow and Tara were shocked to find signs of magic, magic that could be performed by humans, as heartless as they had to be to do something like that. However, the Slayers were more proactive, suggesting they patrolled the parks that were still left untouched that night in hopes of finding the bastard behind those actions.
Night fell and found the Slayers walking across one of the parks near the area where most fires had been set, crossbows in hand and protective stones charmed by Tara and Willow in their pockets, just in case.
About a quarter of an hour after their arrival, right when they were about to head to the next park, they noticed a shadow moving near the trees far off in the distance, on one side of the park. The Slayers exchanged a look and moved closer, silently, holding their crossbows tight in their hands.
A cloaked figure with its back to them was kneeling on the floor, placing several different objects in a studied order before itself, unaware of the women nearing it. A dark bag was near the figure, something moving inside of it, scratching the material from the inside.
"I really hope that's not a doggie there, 'cause animal cruelty is one of the things that piss me off the most." Ally let herself known once both Buffy and her had their weapons trained on the figure.
It turned around in a swift motion, standing up with no trouble, specially odd for someone so old. It was a woman, looking old enough to be a grandmother, wrinkly skin tinted grey, sickly. Her eyes were yellow, like a cat's, and her lips curled in disgust when she saw the crossbows.
"And you really don't want to meet an angry Slayer." Buffy added, slowly moving towards the bag as the witch backed away, bending to let the puppy out without taking her eyes off the cloaked woman.
"You won't stop me." The witch hissed, raising her hands just as they started glowing with red energy, making the youngest Slayer let out the first arrow. The witch shrieked in pain as the projectile buried in her chest, her hand moving towards her attacker, a red orb launching itself towards Ally.
The brunette flew back from the hit of the orb, landing almost twenty feet from her previous position, Buffy shouting her name just as the witch shot her second orb. Buffy managed to fire her arrow first, this second dart hitting the witch in the middle of her forehead. She fell dead on the floor, but her spell still hit the senior Slayer, sending her straight towards the forest, hidden from view among the shrubs and trees.
As the witch lay dead and the Slayers unconscious, nobody saw the stones in their pockets glow, absorbing part of the magic that had hit them, lessening the otherwise fatal effects.
A couple hours later, Spike found his girl in the park, still knocked out, and rushed back to the Summers home with her in his arms, worried sick about her wellbeing.
He had gone out to try to find her, somewhat aware that something bad was going on when she didn't turn up in his cemetery at the usual time. He knew they were looking for a witch, but if everything had gone alright, they would have finished way earlier or called it a night.
When he arrived at the house everyone was already asleep, yet he carelessly woke the Watcher and the witches up, told them what he knew and stood aside while they examined her. Her pulse was fine, she was breathing easily and her temperature was normal, so they decided to let her sleep and ask her about the encounter in the morning.
But they didn't go to sleep. Where was Buffy?
Giles and Spike set out to search for the other Slayer while the witches waited back home, not wanting to leave the teen and young slayer asleep and unprotected, or not be there in case Buffy came back on her own.
The Watcher and vampire searched the park for hours, the latter leaving before sunrise to avoid turning into a pile of dust. Giles stayed for some more time, his efforts only paying off when he heard a groan coming from the nearby forest, leading him to his long time protégée.
Right around the same time, Ally woke up in the Summers home, an unusual heat warming her up from the moment she opened her eyes.
She came down the stairs to find Dawn and the witches gathered in the kitchen, the couple informing the teen about the latest events concerning her sisters.
"Ally!" Dawn shot up from her seat and hugged her sister tightly, worry constricting her chest. "Oh, god, are you OK?"
"Uh, yeah." The Slayer croaked, voice raspy still. She rubbed her eyes and looked around the kitchen, confused at her change of location. "What happened? I was at the park and..."
"Spike found you at the park, unconscious, probably a couple hours after you were knocked out." Will informed her, slowly approaching her, measuring her words. "He brought you here but Buffy..."
"Spike." The Slayer muttered, interrupting her friend. They were all silenced at the change in demeanour on the girl, her breathing getting heavier and her eyes wide.
The heat in Ally's belly hit an all-time-high, her arms hugging her middle unconsciously, her pupils getting bigger. Spike. Her vampire. The one who could take her from being a sad ball on the couch to a sweaty mess in bed in a matter of a few minutes, his touch both soft and rough, his lips light or bruising. Oh, her Spike.
She left the kitchen in a sprint, running upstairs to grab her boots and barely letting the other girls reach the door to the room before she was running out again. Willow grabbed her arm to stop her, making her turn towards them.
"What's going on, Alls?" She questioned, Tara and Dawn next to her, staring at the flushed woman before them.
"I have to see him." She whined, trying to still move towards the stairs.
"Why? He was fine when he left. We've got to find..."
"I have to see him. I need him. Now." She snapped, squeezing her thighs together, hinting the witches as to what she needed.
"You need to focus, Ally! Buffy's still..."
"I need Spike!" The Slayer cut, ripping her arm from the witches hold and running out of the house, her baby sister running after her.
Ally came face to face with Xander and Anya soon after she left the house, halting her on her race towards the crypt.
"Hey, Allygator! What's wrong?" Xander wondered, looking her up and down, her clothes wrinkled and her breathing fast. "We thought you were still asleep. Will called half an hour ago."
"I need to go." She tried to walk around the couple but Anya grabbed as Willow had, not long before.
"Everything alright? Is Buffy back?"
"What? I don't know. I have to go."
She set off again, just in time for Dawn to catch up with the couple and tell them about Ally's odd behaviour. They decided to split up, Xander joining the witches just in case Giles called and told them anything about Buffy, still missing, while Anya and Dawn followed Ally.
They managed to reach the Slayer as she stood unmoving in the middle of the crypt, looking around, panting from the race and the search of the crypt she had carried out in the time it took them to catch up with her. Her vampire was not there. He was neither on the main level nor in the tunnels, leaving his love's need unsatisfied.
"What the hell's going on?" The ex-demon asked in between breaths as they neared the Slayer.
"He's not here." Ally whined, finally fully looking at them, letting the blonde see her darkened eyes. "I need him, but he's not here."
Realization hit the engaged woman, connecting the pieces of information she had gathered from what Xander had told her and her friend's reactions. "Oh god."
"What?" Dawn glanced between her sister and Anya, completely unaware of what was going on. "What is it?"
"The witch hit her with a spell, right? I think she was hit with a lust spell."
Dawn and Anya were doing their best to guide their lust ridden friend to the Magic Box, trying to divert her attention from a certain bleach blond vampire that had her whining endlessly.
"We need Willow." Anya voiced, seeing the brunette Slayer's eyes move to a group of young men not far from them, one of them looking back at Ally, smirking and making the girl bite her lip in response.
"We need a phone. She's too strong for us." Dawn realized as pulling her sister in the right direction became even harder.
The ex-demon looked around frantically, turning the corner of the street to find themselves in an area filled with bars and coffee shops. "Bars! There must be a phone available in at least one of them! Let's split up, it will take less time and we can't bring her with us inside a bar in her current state."
The teen and the blonde woman pushed the Slayer to a stretch of wall near a coffee shop, a few columns making her less visible to the people on the street just in case, and separated from any groups or flirty boys she was so vulnerable to right in that moment.
"Stay here, we'll be back soon" Dawn ordered before they both took of, rushing so they didn't have to leave her alone for too long while a growing feeling of urgency constricted the Slayer's chest.
Once her friends were out of sight, Ally looked around, her eyes rapidly assessing her surroundings, until she glanced inside the coffee shop from one of its windows, her eyes finding a pair of light blue ones almost instantly, like attracted by a magnetic force. The other's eyes widened when they saw her and their owner stood from his seat on one of the single tables, leaving the coffee and magazine he had been reading forgotten behind him. He soon came out, nearing the girl with a shocked expression. "Ally." That was his only word, the only one he managed to utter before she launched herself on him.
Her arms went around his neck, one of her hands gripping his hair and bringing his mouth against hers, meeting in a heated and bruising kiss that had them both groaning. She pushed him against the wall, only for him to immediately take control and switch places, her back hitting the bricks with a thud, yet not enough to break their kiss. One of his hands went to her neck, the other to the small of her back, holding her against him as she tried to get their bodies as close as possible. Their mouths battled, tongues entwining and dancing ferociously, leaving them both breathless.
When their mouths drew apart, he leaned back to stare at her face and make sure it was the same Ally, his arms still caging her, his expression bewildered.
She, on the other hand, smirked, eyes dark with lust, a look he had never seen on her before. "Good to see you again, Lindsey."
