bTitle/b: The Lawyer, the Witch, and the Weather
bAuthor/b: Lauren
bFeedback/b: If the PTB are willing...
bDistribution/b: You want it? It's yours.
bSpoilers/b: "To Shanshu in L.A." But Lindsey has his hand.
bContent/b: Lindsey/Willow
bRating/b: PG-13 to R
bDisclaimer/b: Joss Wheadon and many others own the characters of BtVS (lucky bastards).
But there are a few original minor characters that belong to me.
bNote/b: This was my first fan fic that I ever wrote. It was the response to "The Boredom
Challenge" at Lindsey McDonald Fan Fiction. And becaue I'm me, I decided to be daring by doing a
crossover.
bStatus/b: COMPLETE
bLength/b: 8 Chapters
+++++++++++++
Part 7
Rating: R (violence)
font size=8 i[Friday, November 11. Evening] /font /i
Lindsey, Lilah, Holland, and other esteemed members of the Wolfram & Hart "family" stood in the
ice cream factory, hugging their jackets tightly, in hope for keeping warm to some degree. They
had been standing there for almost an hour. Even the vampire guards were starting to get a
little frostbitten. All of the associates and "non-associates" stood around a large frozen,
surrounded by incense and candles. Around the circle, men dressed in brown paced back and forth
around the circle, speaking in Latin. Every once in awhile, one of the men would get on his
hands and knees and bow before the circle.
"Why couldn't we just summon the wind demon or something?" Lilah whispered to Lindsey, blowing
into her hands in a desperate attempt to keep warm.
"Shhh." Holland corrected. "We can't break their concentration. We wouldn't want all of this
work for nothing."
Whispers could be heard behind Holland's back. Lindsey turned and glared at the other lawyers.
The whispers immediately stopped. He wasn't in the mood for stupid company antics after the day
he had had. 'Forget about it.' He thought, shrugging it off. 'I have other things to worry
about.'
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"Angel! SLOW DOWN!" Wes screamed. Angel drove his black convertible down the slick L.A. streets
at an incredible speed. "You're going to kill us."
"No, I won't." Angel replied taking a sharp down left, causing everyone in the car to jerk in
that direction.
"We won't be able to do much if we crash into a lamppost!" Cordy screamed, squished in the
backseat.
"DO YOU WANT TO DRIVE?" Angel barked to the back. Nobody moved, everyone was silent. "That's
what I thought."
"So," Spike said, breaking the silence. "Has anybody seen that show called 'Lawson's River' or
something?" All heads turned in Spike's direction.
"Would you just do us a favor and not talk for the rest of the time you're here?" Cordy asked
harshly.
Spike threw his arms in the air. "Tough crowd."
*********************
"Amdeximous hafenatum. Amdeximous hafenatum." The priests continued chanting.
"Here it comes." Holland squeaked, almost in a giddy tone.
A blue portal appeared in the center of the frozen circle. The room filled with an amazing blue
light that reached to the high ceilings. A form started to appear in the center of the circle.
When the light disappeared a figure stood. It was dressed in a dark blue cloak and pale white
skin. Holland stepped forward. "Mucana, I presume."
The creature's eyes opened quickly at Holland's words, revealing a pair of glowing ice blue
eyes. The fast paced action caused Holland to jump back. "I'm very glad you came this evening."
Holland outstretched his hand. "I'm Holland Manners. I'm vice president of the Wolfram & Hart
Special Projects Division."
Mucana stood there, never moving or replying at any of Holland's feeble attempts to earn his
favor. "We have offered a very special sacrifice for you." Holland made a motion for the sea of
lawyers to part. There revealed a large stone with lower members of the Wolfram & Hart team
tied together crying, struggling, and begging for their lives.
Holland motioned for the sacrifice to begin. The vampires surrounding the circle placed their
torches to the pile of sticks surrounding the stone circle. The fire quickly engulfed the
people, the screams of pain quickly ceased.
"I hope that was enough to earn your respect." Holland looked at Mucana, hoping in a way, that
it was. Mucana looked at Holland, causing him to shrink back from the ice blue glare.
Mucana turned and motioned for some of the priests to come over to him. The priests came and
stood with several relics needed for the summoning of the rest of Council of the Guilds.
The latched door burst open, revealing Angel and his crew, heavily armed. "Sorry to drop in
unexpected." Angel said.
"GET HIM!" Lindsey shouted. The several vampire guards attacked Angel and everyone. Willow and
Cordelia ducked behind the group and began to unload the several items need to cast a spell.
The rest of the members stood towards the wall, watching the madness take place around them.
"I thought you said nothing was going to go wrong." Holland yelled at Lindsey.
"I made sure everything was all set. Someone must have said something." He shot a look at
Lilah.
"Who? Me?" Lilah asked, pointing to herself.
Two vampires charged towards Angel. "Ready to become dust there, big boy?" The one female vamp
asked Angel.
"Don't know. Maybe you should ask yourself that." Angel ducked just in time. The female vamp
fell to ground and the other fell on top. Angel took out a stake and drove it into the bodies
of both of the vampires, turning them both into a pile of dust. Angel turned to see another
vampire coming towards him with a stake, catching Angel unprepared. As the vampire lifted the
stake, a sword came through the vampires?est. Once the vampire became dust, Wesley stood there,
holding his sword.
Mucana had his back to commotion. He continued chanting with the priests in order to summon the
Council.
Willow and Cordy were surrounded several books and vials containing various powders, mixtures,
etc. "What are going to do?" Cordy screamed in order to be heard above the commotion taking
place around them.
"We have to cast a fire spell!" Willow shouted back. She fished through on of the books until
she came to the correct page. "Just...be quiet." Willow said to Cordy, who nodded
understandingly but a little hurt.
Around them, the battle raged on. Spike had been back into a corner by two female vampires. "'Ello Ladies." Spike replied. The two vamps didn't flinch. "Umm...." He didn't know what to do. "Umm... LOOK OVER THERE!" The two vamps quickly turned in the direction of Spike's finger. Spike spin kicked the two vamps causing them to fall. "Angel!" Spike called. Angel threw Spike a stake that he used to dust the two female vampires. "Duh!"
"Spike!" Angel called. "I'm going after the demon. Hold off the rest."
"Right-O." Angel took off for Mucana, grabbing the sword from Wesley's hand as he passed.
Mucana could feel Angel approaching him. He quickly turned and shot a large ice spear from his
hand. The spear sailed through the air and hit Angel in his right leg, causing him to fall.
"God-dammit!" Angel shouted. He grabbed the freezing cold projectile that was lodged in his leg
and tried to pull it out, but to no avail. He limped to his feet, trying once again, to pull the
spear from leg. Same outcome. A hand fell upon his shoulder. It was Cordy.
"Get out of the way, Angel." She started to pull the wounded Angel away from the mess of people.
"Willow's trying to do her spell."
"But I have to help." Angel struggled to stand and help Wesley and Spike in the fight.
"You're hurt! They can handle it!" Cordy pushed him down to ground forcing him to rest. Angel
was already pretty weak from the blow. "WILLOW! HURRY IT UP!"
A red cloud rose up around the young witch. "Dominus hablemum cyruius." Willow continued her
chants among the fight.
Mucana could feel the power of fire heading for him. He turned to see the witch trying to
summon the power. A large gray portal was starting to form behind Mucana and the priests.
Through a small opening in the portal, an area full of demons, much like Mucana, sitting,
waiting for them to be summoned. Mucana lifted his hand, forming an even larger ice spear,
setting it course for Willow, who was concentrating so hard, she couldn't even see Mucana.
But Lindsey did. He saw that the spear was heading towards. He couldn't let anything happen to
her. He charged towards her, running and yelling for her to duck. But she didn't hear him. The
spear was shot and headed at lightning speed straight for Willow. Lindsey jumped in the path of
the spear. The spear landed in Lindsey's left shoulder, lodging there, but going completely
through.
Lindsey fell the floor, writhing in pain, from the frozen missile. But in some strange way, he
felt up better about being able to save Willow from certain death. He sat placing his hand on
his heart. He felt it beating at an unbelievable rate. He smiled slightly.
The sight of the fallen Lindsey shook the lawyers. Holland and Lilah led the way and the all
the lawyers crept out the entrance, leaving Lindsey there, sitting in a pool of his own blood.
"Exitus tytilus marka!" Willow shouted the final phrase to her spell, pouring a small vile in a
burning incense bowl. She turned to see if her spell had worked.
Mucana laughed. He knew that a witch's spell would not be enough to defeat him. A raised his
hand, forming another ice spear in it. He aimed it for Willow. Willow backed up against the
wall in fear, knowing that she was about to die. She couldn't understand why her spell had not
worked.
As Mucana was about to shoot the spear, it melted. Mucana was dumbfounded, examing his hand. He
tried to form another spear but that also melted. A ring of fire sparked around Mucana. The ring
grew and spread soon engulfing Mucana. He started yelling, but soon, like the lawyers, the
screaming had stopped. As soon as it had come, the ring disappeared, revealing Mucana's robe
that he had worn.
The gray portal that had been behind Mucana had disappeared as well. The priests fell dead and
melted into puddles of water. Cordy approached the puddles. "Well, no need for moisturizer."
She helped Angel onto his wounded leg.
"The vampires are dead, the priests are dead, and most importantly, whatever that thing was, is
dead." Wesley said, picking up the blue cloak.
"Well, this is most excitement I've had in a long time." Spike said, with a tired smile on his
face.
Willow stood with the rest of the group. Wesley got up and handed the blue cloak to Willow.
"Nice job." Wes smiled, and he handed Willow the robe.
"It's cold." Willow commented. A grunt of pain was heard behind the group. All turned to see
Lindsey in the corner of the factory, struggling to breathe. "Ohmigod!" Willow dropped the
cloak and ran to Lindsey, kneeling down to his side. Sweat dripped down his face, and a panting
noise came from his lips. "Lindsey." She moved some of the dark hair from his eyes. "Call an
ambulance!" She shouted without looking back. She heard no movement behind her. Willow turned
to see the four staring at her, dumbfounded by her actions. "CALL AN AMBULENCE!" She shouted
again.
Wesley nodded and ran out the door, looking for a phone. The rest of the group headed out the
door, waiting for the ambulance to arrive and to let Angel rest.
"Did what I think happened happen?" Angel asked woozily.
"Nope." Cordy replied. "Not at all. just the loss of blood thing." She helped out the door while
Spike carried his other arm.
Willow stayed with Lindsey, trying to comfort him. "What happened?" She asked, not really
expecting answered.
"I was protecting you." Lindsey replied from his weak lips. "I couldn't let anything happen to
you." His sweat covered face was raised as his eyes stared straight into Willow's. "I love you."
Tears ran down Willow's face. Lindsey raised his shaking hand to Willow's face and he wiped
away a tear. She nuzzled his hand in her cheek and kissed it gently.
"I love you too." She said, as the sirens of a rushing ambulance could be heard in the distance.
bAuthor/b: Lauren
bFeedback/b: If the PTB are willing...
bDistribution/b: You want it? It's yours.
bSpoilers/b: "To Shanshu in L.A." But Lindsey has his hand.
bContent/b: Lindsey/Willow
bRating/b: PG-13 to R
bDisclaimer/b: Joss Wheadon and many others own the characters of BtVS (lucky bastards).
But there are a few original minor characters that belong to me.
bNote/b: This was my first fan fic that I ever wrote. It was the response to "The Boredom
Challenge" at Lindsey McDonald Fan Fiction. And becaue I'm me, I decided to be daring by doing a
crossover.
bStatus/b: COMPLETE
bLength/b: 8 Chapters
+++++++++++++
Part 7
Rating: R (violence)
font size=8 i[Friday, November 11. Evening] /font /i
Lindsey, Lilah, Holland, and other esteemed members of the Wolfram & Hart "family" stood in the
ice cream factory, hugging their jackets tightly, in hope for keeping warm to some degree. They
had been standing there for almost an hour. Even the vampire guards were starting to get a
little frostbitten. All of the associates and "non-associates" stood around a large frozen,
surrounded by incense and candles. Around the circle, men dressed in brown paced back and forth
around the circle, speaking in Latin. Every once in awhile, one of the men would get on his
hands and knees and bow before the circle.
"Why couldn't we just summon the wind demon or something?" Lilah whispered to Lindsey, blowing
into her hands in a desperate attempt to keep warm.
"Shhh." Holland corrected. "We can't break their concentration. We wouldn't want all of this
work for nothing."
Whispers could be heard behind Holland's back. Lindsey turned and glared at the other lawyers.
The whispers immediately stopped. He wasn't in the mood for stupid company antics after the day
he had had. 'Forget about it.' He thought, shrugging it off. 'I have other things to worry
about.'
++++++++++++++
"Angel! SLOW DOWN!" Wes screamed. Angel drove his black convertible down the slick L.A. streets
at an incredible speed. "You're going to kill us."
"No, I won't." Angel replied taking a sharp down left, causing everyone in the car to jerk in
that direction.
"We won't be able to do much if we crash into a lamppost!" Cordy screamed, squished in the
backseat.
"DO YOU WANT TO DRIVE?" Angel barked to the back. Nobody moved, everyone was silent. "That's
what I thought."
"So," Spike said, breaking the silence. "Has anybody seen that show called 'Lawson's River' or
something?" All heads turned in Spike's direction.
"Would you just do us a favor and not talk for the rest of the time you're here?" Cordy asked
harshly.
Spike threw his arms in the air. "Tough crowd."
*********************
"Amdeximous hafenatum. Amdeximous hafenatum." The priests continued chanting.
"Here it comes." Holland squeaked, almost in a giddy tone.
A blue portal appeared in the center of the frozen circle. The room filled with an amazing blue
light that reached to the high ceilings. A form started to appear in the center of the circle.
When the light disappeared a figure stood. It was dressed in a dark blue cloak and pale white
skin. Holland stepped forward. "Mucana, I presume."
The creature's eyes opened quickly at Holland's words, revealing a pair of glowing ice blue
eyes. The fast paced action caused Holland to jump back. "I'm very glad you came this evening."
Holland outstretched his hand. "I'm Holland Manners. I'm vice president of the Wolfram & Hart
Special Projects Division."
Mucana stood there, never moving or replying at any of Holland's feeble attempts to earn his
favor. "We have offered a very special sacrifice for you." Holland made a motion for the sea of
lawyers to part. There revealed a large stone with lower members of the Wolfram & Hart team
tied together crying, struggling, and begging for their lives.
Holland motioned for the sacrifice to begin. The vampires surrounding the circle placed their
torches to the pile of sticks surrounding the stone circle. The fire quickly engulfed the
people, the screams of pain quickly ceased.
"I hope that was enough to earn your respect." Holland looked at Mucana, hoping in a way, that
it was. Mucana looked at Holland, causing him to shrink back from the ice blue glare.
Mucana turned and motioned for some of the priests to come over to him. The priests came and
stood with several relics needed for the summoning of the rest of Council of the Guilds.
The latched door burst open, revealing Angel and his crew, heavily armed. "Sorry to drop in
unexpected." Angel said.
"GET HIM!" Lindsey shouted. The several vampire guards attacked Angel and everyone. Willow and
Cordelia ducked behind the group and began to unload the several items need to cast a spell.
The rest of the members stood towards the wall, watching the madness take place around them.
"I thought you said nothing was going to go wrong." Holland yelled at Lindsey.
"I made sure everything was all set. Someone must have said something." He shot a look at
Lilah.
"Who? Me?" Lilah asked, pointing to herself.
Two vampires charged towards Angel. "Ready to become dust there, big boy?" The one female vamp
asked Angel.
"Don't know. Maybe you should ask yourself that." Angel ducked just in time. The female vamp
fell to ground and the other fell on top. Angel took out a stake and drove it into the bodies
of both of the vampires, turning them both into a pile of dust. Angel turned to see another
vampire coming towards him with a stake, catching Angel unprepared. As the vampire lifted the
stake, a sword came through the vampires?est. Once the vampire became dust, Wesley stood there,
holding his sword.
Mucana had his back to commotion. He continued chanting with the priests in order to summon the
Council.
Willow and Cordy were surrounded several books and vials containing various powders, mixtures,
etc. "What are going to do?" Cordy screamed in order to be heard above the commotion taking
place around them.
"We have to cast a fire spell!" Willow shouted back. She fished through on of the books until
she came to the correct page. "Just...be quiet." Willow said to Cordy, who nodded
understandingly but a little hurt.
Around them, the battle raged on. Spike had been back into a corner by two female vampires. "'Ello Ladies." Spike replied. The two vamps didn't flinch. "Umm...." He didn't know what to do. "Umm... LOOK OVER THERE!" The two vamps quickly turned in the direction of Spike's finger. Spike spin kicked the two vamps causing them to fall. "Angel!" Spike called. Angel threw Spike a stake that he used to dust the two female vampires. "Duh!"
"Spike!" Angel called. "I'm going after the demon. Hold off the rest."
"Right-O." Angel took off for Mucana, grabbing the sword from Wesley's hand as he passed.
Mucana could feel Angel approaching him. He quickly turned and shot a large ice spear from his
hand. The spear sailed through the air and hit Angel in his right leg, causing him to fall.
"God-dammit!" Angel shouted. He grabbed the freezing cold projectile that was lodged in his leg
and tried to pull it out, but to no avail. He limped to his feet, trying once again, to pull the
spear from leg. Same outcome. A hand fell upon his shoulder. It was Cordy.
"Get out of the way, Angel." She started to pull the wounded Angel away from the mess of people.
"Willow's trying to do her spell."
"But I have to help." Angel struggled to stand and help Wesley and Spike in the fight.
"You're hurt! They can handle it!" Cordy pushed him down to ground forcing him to rest. Angel
was already pretty weak from the blow. "WILLOW! HURRY IT UP!"
A red cloud rose up around the young witch. "Dominus hablemum cyruius." Willow continued her
chants among the fight.
Mucana could feel the power of fire heading for him. He turned to see the witch trying to
summon the power. A large gray portal was starting to form behind Mucana and the priests.
Through a small opening in the portal, an area full of demons, much like Mucana, sitting,
waiting for them to be summoned. Mucana lifted his hand, forming an even larger ice spear,
setting it course for Willow, who was concentrating so hard, she couldn't even see Mucana.
But Lindsey did. He saw that the spear was heading towards. He couldn't let anything happen to
her. He charged towards her, running and yelling for her to duck. But she didn't hear him. The
spear was shot and headed at lightning speed straight for Willow. Lindsey jumped in the path of
the spear. The spear landed in Lindsey's left shoulder, lodging there, but going completely
through.
Lindsey fell the floor, writhing in pain, from the frozen missile. But in some strange way, he
felt up better about being able to save Willow from certain death. He sat placing his hand on
his heart. He felt it beating at an unbelievable rate. He smiled slightly.
The sight of the fallen Lindsey shook the lawyers. Holland and Lilah led the way and the all
the lawyers crept out the entrance, leaving Lindsey there, sitting in a pool of his own blood.
"Exitus tytilus marka!" Willow shouted the final phrase to her spell, pouring a small vile in a
burning incense bowl. She turned to see if her spell had worked.
Mucana laughed. He knew that a witch's spell would not be enough to defeat him. A raised his
hand, forming another ice spear in it. He aimed it for Willow. Willow backed up against the
wall in fear, knowing that she was about to die. She couldn't understand why her spell had not
worked.
As Mucana was about to shoot the spear, it melted. Mucana was dumbfounded, examing his hand. He
tried to form another spear but that also melted. A ring of fire sparked around Mucana. The ring
grew and spread soon engulfing Mucana. He started yelling, but soon, like the lawyers, the
screaming had stopped. As soon as it had come, the ring disappeared, revealing Mucana's robe
that he had worn.
The gray portal that had been behind Mucana had disappeared as well. The priests fell dead and
melted into puddles of water. Cordy approached the puddles. "Well, no need for moisturizer."
She helped Angel onto his wounded leg.
"The vampires are dead, the priests are dead, and most importantly, whatever that thing was, is
dead." Wesley said, picking up the blue cloak.
"Well, this is most excitement I've had in a long time." Spike said, with a tired smile on his
face.
Willow stood with the rest of the group. Wesley got up and handed the blue cloak to Willow.
"Nice job." Wes smiled, and he handed Willow the robe.
"It's cold." Willow commented. A grunt of pain was heard behind the group. All turned to see
Lindsey in the corner of the factory, struggling to breathe. "Ohmigod!" Willow dropped the
cloak and ran to Lindsey, kneeling down to his side. Sweat dripped down his face, and a panting
noise came from his lips. "Lindsey." She moved some of the dark hair from his eyes. "Call an
ambulance!" She shouted without looking back. She heard no movement behind her. Willow turned
to see the four staring at her, dumbfounded by her actions. "CALL AN AMBULENCE!" She shouted
again.
Wesley nodded and ran out the door, looking for a phone. The rest of the group headed out the
door, waiting for the ambulance to arrive and to let Angel rest.
"Did what I think happened happen?" Angel asked woozily.
"Nope." Cordy replied. "Not at all. just the loss of blood thing." She helped out the door while
Spike carried his other arm.
Willow stayed with Lindsey, trying to comfort him. "What happened?" She asked, not really
expecting answered.
"I was protecting you." Lindsey replied from his weak lips. "I couldn't let anything happen to
you." His sweat covered face was raised as his eyes stared straight into Willow's. "I love you."
Tears ran down Willow's face. Lindsey raised his shaking hand to Willow's face and he wiped
away a tear. She nuzzled his hand in her cheek and kissed it gently.
"I love you too." She said, as the sirens of a rushing ambulance could be heard in the distance.
