Title: Risks
Author: Faith
Part: 3/?
Rating: Haven't decided yet
Disclaimer: I own only the whacked out ideas in my head. Not Spike, but I can
dream.
Distribution: Send it, just let me know where it's going.
Feedback: Of course. babydevil131728@aol.com or spikesslaves@yahoogroups.com
The crypt was disturbingly empty. The only sound was the sound of Buffy's
ragged breathing. She couldn't believe it. She had been so sure that they'd
be here.
But they weren't. Nothing was in this crypt. Not even a peice of paper. Buffy
was at a loss. Where could they be? Spike couldn't be out much longer... It
was almost dawn.
That thought had Buffy thinking about Dawn... The memories of her little
sister were so vivd, she could almost hear her now...
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"There is NO way that we could get to Boston without me gettin fried, Lil
bit. I'm sorry." Spike was desperately trying to get Dawn to realize that
this was a big risk, and that if anything happened to Dawn, and Buffy found
out that he was involved, he'd be dead without a chance to tell her that he
loved her.
"What if there was a way? What if we could both get to Boston and back
without Buffy knowing? I know you love her, Spike."
This last bit caught him off guard. The only lot of the silly poofs that had
a CLUE about how he felt was Joyce, but she was gone...
"Think about it, Buffy would think that you're a hero if you helped bring Mom
back to life... She'd LOVE you for it."
Dawn was really hitting his soft spot. Having Buffy's love would be the best
thing to ever happen to him. They were in front of his crypt by the time he
answered her.
"There is a way... but you have to be touched by magic to cross."
"I'm the KEY for cryin out loud!!! I AM MAGIC!"
"The way to get to the Gatekeeper is the Ghost Roads. We can travel them if
we can get an opening."
As the words came out of his mouth, he noticed a farmilliar figure perched in
the doorway.
"Buffy..."
Author: Faith
Part: 3/?
Rating: Haven't decided yet
Disclaimer: I own only the whacked out ideas in my head. Not Spike, but I can
dream.
Distribution: Send it, just let me know where it's going.
Feedback: Of course. babydevil131728@aol.com or spikesslaves@yahoogroups.com
The crypt was disturbingly empty. The only sound was the sound of Buffy's
ragged breathing. She couldn't believe it. She had been so sure that they'd
be here.
But they weren't. Nothing was in this crypt. Not even a peice of paper. Buffy
was at a loss. Where could they be? Spike couldn't be out much longer... It
was almost dawn.
That thought had Buffy thinking about Dawn... The memories of her little
sister were so vivd, she could almost hear her now...
~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~()~
"There is NO way that we could get to Boston without me gettin fried, Lil
bit. I'm sorry." Spike was desperately trying to get Dawn to realize that
this was a big risk, and that if anything happened to Dawn, and Buffy found
out that he was involved, he'd be dead without a chance to tell her that he
loved her.
"What if there was a way? What if we could both get to Boston and back
without Buffy knowing? I know you love her, Spike."
This last bit caught him off guard. The only lot of the silly poofs that had
a CLUE about how he felt was Joyce, but she was gone...
"Think about it, Buffy would think that you're a hero if you helped bring Mom
back to life... She'd LOVE you for it."
Dawn was really hitting his soft spot. Having Buffy's love would be the best
thing to ever happen to him. They were in front of his crypt by the time he
answered her.
"There is a way... but you have to be touched by magic to cross."
"I'm the KEY for cryin out loud!!! I AM MAGIC!"
"The way to get to the Gatekeeper is the Ghost Roads. We can travel them if
we can get an opening."
As the words came out of his mouth, he noticed a farmilliar figure perched in
the doorway.
"Buffy..."