SISTERS
Chapter6: A Gathering of lost souls
By: Verna
Summery: In this chapter Angel and Dawn agree to work
to gether and every one comes over. Spike figures out
what's really happening.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of it. Joss does.
Note: I know this part is short but the next part will be
longer. Promise.
Feedback: Please!
***
"Shit!" Dawn screamed.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?!" Angel
demanded.
"I'm bringing her back. You can't stop it. I already started."
They stared at each other defiantly for a moment or two
before Angel softened.
"What can I do to help?" He didn't really want to help. It
would hurt too much if it worked to see her again. But he
couldn't just not try. Dawn looked so... Hopeful. Hope.
Hope was good. He needed hope right about now.
"At least wait. We'll call Willow and Tara. they can help."
She nodded.
***
Willow and Tara went as fast as they could. Fighting the
entire way.
"How could you not tell me!" Willow demanded.
"I couldn't. It was a secret."
"Well. Secret's out."
***
They all sat around the circle in which Dawn sat.
"Maybe we should call Xander and Anya." Willow
suggested feebly.
"Yeah. and umm, Giles." Put in Tara.
Angel nodded. "That would be the right thing to do."
"Oh Bloody hell. You and 'the right thing!' Why not call
Wesley Tweed-Price and Cordlia Can't-Dress!"
"We should." said Dawn. They should all be here for this."
Spike sighed. He was kidding but no... they all had to take
him so damn seriously!
***
An hour later they all sat around the circle. They were all
nervous and the one thing they all wanted to do was make
this work. It was their only hope.
To Willow it looked lie a gathering of lost souls. They were
all lost with out Buffy. None of them wanted this to go
wrong. It would shatter what little faith they had left. Yes.
They were a gathering of lost souls.
She exchanged a look with Tara. 'I'm sorry she mouthed to
her girlfriend.
"It's all right I guess" came the reply out loud.
"No. I'm really sorry."
Tara looked at her for a second. She knew what this ment
to Willow "It's Ok. I'll get over it."
Giles had been mad at first but he soon realized that he
needed Buffy more than he realized and he quit
complaining after only ten or so minuets. Now they all sat
praying it would work as Dawn began to chant in dead
languages and slowly a blue and green mist rose from the
candles and began to swirl.
Just then, Spike noticed that his sister's things lay where
Joyce's things should have. And with that sight it hit him.
What was really happening. Not Joyce. Annie! But that
ment...
"William... William... Please... William..." The voice was
coming from the mists in front of him.
"NO! STOP!"
To Be Continued...?
Chapter6: A Gathering of lost souls
By: Verna
Summery: In this chapter Angel and Dawn agree to work
to gether and every one comes over. Spike figures out
what's really happening.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of it. Joss does.
Note: I know this part is short but the next part will be
longer. Promise.
Feedback: Please!
***
"Shit!" Dawn screamed.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?!" Angel
demanded.
"I'm bringing her back. You can't stop it. I already started."
They stared at each other defiantly for a moment or two
before Angel softened.
"What can I do to help?" He didn't really want to help. It
would hurt too much if it worked to see her again. But he
couldn't just not try. Dawn looked so... Hopeful. Hope.
Hope was good. He needed hope right about now.
"At least wait. We'll call Willow and Tara. they can help."
She nodded.
***
Willow and Tara went as fast as they could. Fighting the
entire way.
"How could you not tell me!" Willow demanded.
"I couldn't. It was a secret."
"Well. Secret's out."
***
They all sat around the circle in which Dawn sat.
"Maybe we should call Xander and Anya." Willow
suggested feebly.
"Yeah. and umm, Giles." Put in Tara.
Angel nodded. "That would be the right thing to do."
"Oh Bloody hell. You and 'the right thing!' Why not call
Wesley Tweed-Price and Cordlia Can't-Dress!"
"We should." said Dawn. They should all be here for this."
Spike sighed. He was kidding but no... they all had to take
him so damn seriously!
***
An hour later they all sat around the circle. They were all
nervous and the one thing they all wanted to do was make
this work. It was their only hope.
To Willow it looked lie a gathering of lost souls. They were
all lost with out Buffy. None of them wanted this to go
wrong. It would shatter what little faith they had left. Yes.
They were a gathering of lost souls.
She exchanged a look with Tara. 'I'm sorry she mouthed to
her girlfriend.
"It's all right I guess" came the reply out loud.
"No. I'm really sorry."
Tara looked at her for a second. She knew what this ment
to Willow "It's Ok. I'll get over it."
Giles had been mad at first but he soon realized that he
needed Buffy more than he realized and he quit
complaining after only ten or so minuets. Now they all sat
praying it would work as Dawn began to chant in dead
languages and slowly a blue and green mist rose from the
candles and began to swirl.
Just then, Spike noticed that his sister's things lay where
Joyce's things should have. And with that sight it hit him.
What was really happening. Not Joyce. Annie! But that
ment...
"William... William... Please... William..." The voice was
coming from the mists in front of him.
"NO! STOP!"
To Be Continued...?