SISTERS
Chapter 5: Angel of Mercy
By: Verna
Summery: Dawn finds a way to bring Buffy back from the dead while Spike remembers and Angel Finds out.
Disclaimer: I don't own it. Joss does.
Note: Thank you to all those that reviewed! It means so much!
***
Spike needed to walk. He rambled through the graveyard until he came to Buffy's grave. Would this work? Would he really see her again? He'd
loved her so much. What would happen to the grave? Would it all just disappear as if it had never happened?
God! What was with all this menloncholy shit? He was turning into Angel. Angel! What would he think? He'd come tearing into Sunnydale with
Willow behind him and a car full of people behind her. Spike only knew one of them.
Angel began to cry uncontrollably at her grave as the strangers looked on and Spike felt a tug on his heart and he began to cry and soon every
one was crying.
After wards, Angel and Spike talked. Wesley offered Spike a job at Angel Investigations but Spike declined. He wanted to travel. Not that
he'd gone anywhere. He had move into Dawn's basement almost two hours before. He'd have plenty of time for travel later.
Later. When all his friends where laying there in the ground like her? It was the first death he'd ever really mourned. His family had died at his own hand and him being soulless and all it didn't really bother him that much. With Joyce he'd mourned a little. As much as he could without a soul.
But Spike could not bear to live knowing that in the blink of an eye they would be gone. maybe he should leave. Not get close and grieve when he
lost them. yes. Maybe he should leave...
His thoughts were interrupted with the sound of a twig breaking behind him. He whirled around his stake at the ready. his eyes searched the dark
and found only a dark form moving towards him.
"Angel?" he asked lowering the sharp bit of wood.
"Hey Spike." Came the low reply.
"What the boldly hell are you doing here?"
"What? I can't visit my Ex's grave any more?" His tone was not accusing. He just said it. No emotion at all.
"Sorry. I guess I'm a little tense."
"We all are"
"So. No little friends this time." Spike ventured after a second.
"Well, Gunn and Fred had work to do but Wes and Cordy are here. They're staying in the hotel downtown. We all are"
"Well. I'd let you stay with us but..." He didn't know why he didn't say it. Or even what 'it' was.
"No. We're fine. Thanks any way."
The two men stood in silence just staring at her grave. It occurred to Spike that Angel *might* like to know about Buffy's coming back possibly.
"So... umm... We... Ahh... Found this thing..."
Angel looked at him with one eyebrow raised. "Oh? What thing?"
"Well, see. It'll bring Buffy back. From the dead. Again. As in three slayers."
Angel stared at him blankly as the news sunk in.
"How?"
"Dawn. Some blood. She's bringing back Joyce too."
Angel began to run. "Wait!" cried Spike after him looking really confused.
***
Dawn poured half of the blood into a gold cup and the other half into another cup. She lit two candles inside a circle she'd drawn with chalk.
Next to her sat the her from her sister's brush and the hair from Annie's necklace. Just outside the circle lay the clothes that both women had
died in. She began to chant.
Bam!
The door on the other side of the room and she looked up to see Spike standing directly behind Angel. Who had a was sacred look on his face.
TBC........?
Chapter 5: Angel of Mercy
By: Verna
Summery: Dawn finds a way to bring Buffy back from the dead while Spike remembers and Angel Finds out.
Disclaimer: I don't own it. Joss does.
Note: Thank you to all those that reviewed! It means so much!
***
Spike needed to walk. He rambled through the graveyard until he came to Buffy's grave. Would this work? Would he really see her again? He'd
loved her so much. What would happen to the grave? Would it all just disappear as if it had never happened?
God! What was with all this menloncholy shit? He was turning into Angel. Angel! What would he think? He'd come tearing into Sunnydale with
Willow behind him and a car full of people behind her. Spike only knew one of them.
Angel began to cry uncontrollably at her grave as the strangers looked on and Spike felt a tug on his heart and he began to cry and soon every
one was crying.
After wards, Angel and Spike talked. Wesley offered Spike a job at Angel Investigations but Spike declined. He wanted to travel. Not that
he'd gone anywhere. He had move into Dawn's basement almost two hours before. He'd have plenty of time for travel later.
Later. When all his friends where laying there in the ground like her? It was the first death he'd ever really mourned. His family had died at his own hand and him being soulless and all it didn't really bother him that much. With Joyce he'd mourned a little. As much as he could without a soul.
But Spike could not bear to live knowing that in the blink of an eye they would be gone. maybe he should leave. Not get close and grieve when he
lost them. yes. Maybe he should leave...
His thoughts were interrupted with the sound of a twig breaking behind him. He whirled around his stake at the ready. his eyes searched the dark
and found only a dark form moving towards him.
"Angel?" he asked lowering the sharp bit of wood.
"Hey Spike." Came the low reply.
"What the boldly hell are you doing here?"
"What? I can't visit my Ex's grave any more?" His tone was not accusing. He just said it. No emotion at all.
"Sorry. I guess I'm a little tense."
"We all are"
"So. No little friends this time." Spike ventured after a second.
"Well, Gunn and Fred had work to do but Wes and Cordy are here. They're staying in the hotel downtown. We all are"
"Well. I'd let you stay with us but..." He didn't know why he didn't say it. Or even what 'it' was.
"No. We're fine. Thanks any way."
The two men stood in silence just staring at her grave. It occurred to Spike that Angel *might* like to know about Buffy's coming back possibly.
"So... umm... We... Ahh... Found this thing..."
Angel looked at him with one eyebrow raised. "Oh? What thing?"
"Well, see. It'll bring Buffy back. From the dead. Again. As in three slayers."
Angel stared at him blankly as the news sunk in.
"How?"
"Dawn. Some blood. She's bringing back Joyce too."
Angel began to run. "Wait!" cried Spike after him looking really confused.
***
Dawn poured half of the blood into a gold cup and the other half into another cup. She lit two candles inside a circle she'd drawn with chalk.
Next to her sat the her from her sister's brush and the hair from Annie's necklace. Just outside the circle lay the clothes that both women had
died in. She began to chant.
Bam!
The door on the other side of the room and she looked up to see Spike standing directly behind Angel. Who had a was sacred look on his face.
TBC........?