Title: Destiny (1/1)
Series: 'Karaoke' series. Epiloge 2.
After: 'I Don't Want to Miss a Thing.'Epilogue 1.
Author: Horsey Spike
E-mail: HorseySpike@hotmail.com
For previous parts, go to: http://www.geocities.com/horseyspike/SeriesofStories/karaokeindex.html
Disclaimer: Characters don't belong to me. Joss and Co. owns them. Blah, blah, and blah. The song "Destiny," by Nolan Davis, of One Button Undone, isn't mine either.
Distribution: SpikeNAngelFic archive and anyone else I've given permission to. All else, ask.
Spoilers: Basic Angel Season 1 spoilers, and BtVS Season 4.
Summary: A year after we last heard fron our (sort of) heros, Spike's still singing.
Author's Notes: This song is by a very good friend of mine. I really like the song, and thought it would be perfect for this story. I'm sorry that most of you, (And I say most, because I know that some people who have heard the song will read this.) have never heard the music to it. It's a really good song, no matter what Nolan says (So there, Nolan.).
Dedicated: To Nolan, for just being you. Thanks a lot, Nolan, and you know I love you.
_________________
A year had passed. Not much had changed. Sure, they were a little more battle wounded, everyone was sporting more scars, the humans phyiscally, the vampires emotionally. New people had been added to their ranks, one had been removed.
But Cordelia was still tactless, and a money-grubber, although she quieted down after they lost Wesley, in a freak bike accident. Charles Gunn had joined them, before Wesley had been taken, and he was an odd sort of person, helping on a case by case basis. Surprise new edition were witches, Willow and Tara. No one had expected the move from UC Sunnydale to UCLA, but junior year, the girls decided to move. So, they joined Angel.
And Spike. He was still there, still singing at the club, and still loving Angel.
Angel was still there, still fighting evil, and still loving Spike.
And tonight was their year anniversary.
Spike had said he wanted Angel to pick him up from the club, then they would go hunt dinner. Angel hoped he meant hunt, like get out the phonebook hunt, but Spike had just grinned, and went to the club, leaving Angel home to worry.
But Angel was here now, waiting for Spike. He decided to have a drink while he was waiting, and sidled up to the bar, nodding at John, while he looked his way, helping other customers. As soon as possible, John got a drink Angel's way, then stopped to chat.
"So," John said. "I remember when you walked in that door a year ago."
"Yeah?" Angel said.
"Yeah." John wiped at the counter. "I heard that you were going to do something special tonight."
"I guess."
John flashed a secretive smile at the counter. "I bet."
Some music cued up at the stage behind them, and Angel automaticly turned to see who would be singing.
To his not so great surprise, Spike walked out on stage.
Looking very yummy.
Very.
With a dark, clingy top, tight pants that Angel knew everyone could tell had nothing under them, and his white-blond hair looked newly dyed and ruffled.
Drooling a lot Angel was.
"What can a man do when he's found the one,
Who makes his dreams come true but not just at night?
And how can a soul rest, when its found true happiness?
Oh, it just all feels too right."
Angel could barely focus on the words, but he heard them, and they sank into his brain. Spike was happy with him, he was happy with him all the time. He was truly happy with Angel, as Angel was with Spike, (Which made him equally glad his soul was anchored), and it just felt good and perfect to them both.
Angel was undeniably happy, even though all the trouble and trials he had faced over the past year. Facing them with Spike had made all the difference.
Hell, maybe that's what the Powers That Be had hoped for.
"But lets say, that tomorrow dosen't come,
And I had a wish but only one.
Well, it would be to meet the one who's perfect for me.
You are my Destiny."
Spike was still on the stage, gazing around inthe crowd, his gaze picking up on Angel a couiple times, and resting on him, not able to move on, until he forced his brain to force his eyes to move.
Angel thought about the lyrics, as he watched Spike on stage. Did that mean Spike had always loved him, even as Angelus, and just now was the time he wanted to tell him?
Maybe he was saying that Angel was special to him, and he wouldn't have it any other way.
"And what if the stars decide not to twinkle in the sky?
And the sun it dosen't rise to meet the dawn's daylight?
Well I, I wouldn't care, beacuse you are near;
And we have so much more then a little love to share."
Angel didn't have to analyize what Spike meant in those words. The meaning was clear.
Angel's heart swelled.
"But lets say, that tomorrow dosen't come,
And I had a wish but only one.
Well, it would be to meet the one who's perfect for me.
You are my Destiny."
An instrumental kicked in, and Spike moved off the stage, and in the crowd, heading for Angel, but not able to move very fast, for he was very popular, and everyone wanted to touch him.
He made finally made it to Angel, and still holding the mic, he leaned over and kissed Angel softly on the lips, then backed up to continue singing.
But not before saying, "Happy anniversary."
"From God you came and to him you'll go,
But can I have a moment to show,
The things that I never could ever say?
Like, I love you!"
His eyes were locked with Angel's when he said this, and only the densest of people in the crowd didn't get the love that was passing between to the two males.
Angel didn't have to analyize the words, for it seemed like the song was written for him and Spike. Like so many others Spike was fond of singing.
The song was winding down, and Spike finished with the last chorus.
"But lets say, that tomorrow doesn't come,
And I had a wish but only one
Well, it would be to meet the one who's perfect for me."
Spike had walked back up to the stage, and while he sang, he fit the mic back into the stand, and than he sang the last line directly into Angel heart.
"You are my Destiny."
And instead of all the times a year earlier when he had ran off when he finished the song, Spike went to Angel, and he he met the older vampires smile with one of his own, and they walked together, side by side, to the exit, to enjoy the rest of the night together.
----
End of story, end of series.
You have no idea how grateful I am to be done with the series, as much as I love it. Now, I can concentrate on some of the smaller projects I have, such as getting my archive, and my Spike and Angel site off the ground.
But, I hoped everyone enjoyed the series as much as I enjoyed writing it. As soon as I get some free time, I'll be adding these last couple stories to the archive, and then you can go read it full time at http://www.geocities.com/horseyspike/SeriesofStories/karaokeindex.html
I thank everyone for the feedback you have sent me through out the whole production of this series, I enjoyed hearing from all of you, and the comments you made, and the new friends I found. Thank you all.
-Horsey Spike
Series: 'Karaoke' series. Epiloge 2.
After: 'I Don't Want to Miss a Thing.'Epilogue 1.
Author: Horsey Spike
E-mail: HorseySpike@hotmail.com
For previous parts, go to: http://www.geocities.com/horseyspike/SeriesofStories/karaokeindex.html
Disclaimer: Characters don't belong to me. Joss and Co. owns them. Blah, blah, and blah. The song "Destiny," by Nolan Davis, of One Button Undone, isn't mine either.
Distribution: SpikeNAngelFic archive and anyone else I've given permission to. All else, ask.
Spoilers: Basic Angel Season 1 spoilers, and BtVS Season 4.
Summary: A year after we last heard fron our (sort of) heros, Spike's still singing.
Author's Notes: This song is by a very good friend of mine. I really like the song, and thought it would be perfect for this story. I'm sorry that most of you, (And I say most, because I know that some people who have heard the song will read this.) have never heard the music to it. It's a really good song, no matter what Nolan says (So there, Nolan.).
Dedicated: To Nolan, for just being you. Thanks a lot, Nolan, and you know I love you.
_________________
A year had passed. Not much had changed. Sure, they were a little more battle wounded, everyone was sporting more scars, the humans phyiscally, the vampires emotionally. New people had been added to their ranks, one had been removed.
But Cordelia was still tactless, and a money-grubber, although she quieted down after they lost Wesley, in a freak bike accident. Charles Gunn had joined them, before Wesley had been taken, and he was an odd sort of person, helping on a case by case basis. Surprise new edition were witches, Willow and Tara. No one had expected the move from UC Sunnydale to UCLA, but junior year, the girls decided to move. So, they joined Angel.
And Spike. He was still there, still singing at the club, and still loving Angel.
Angel was still there, still fighting evil, and still loving Spike.
And tonight was their year anniversary.
Spike had said he wanted Angel to pick him up from the club, then they would go hunt dinner. Angel hoped he meant hunt, like get out the phonebook hunt, but Spike had just grinned, and went to the club, leaving Angel home to worry.
But Angel was here now, waiting for Spike. He decided to have a drink while he was waiting, and sidled up to the bar, nodding at John, while he looked his way, helping other customers. As soon as possible, John got a drink Angel's way, then stopped to chat.
"So," John said. "I remember when you walked in that door a year ago."
"Yeah?" Angel said.
"Yeah." John wiped at the counter. "I heard that you were going to do something special tonight."
"I guess."
John flashed a secretive smile at the counter. "I bet."
Some music cued up at the stage behind them, and Angel automaticly turned to see who would be singing.
To his not so great surprise, Spike walked out on stage.
Looking very yummy.
Very.
With a dark, clingy top, tight pants that Angel knew everyone could tell had nothing under them, and his white-blond hair looked newly dyed and ruffled.
Drooling a lot Angel was.
"What can a man do when he's found the one,
Who makes his dreams come true but not just at night?
And how can a soul rest, when its found true happiness?
Oh, it just all feels too right."
Angel could barely focus on the words, but he heard them, and they sank into his brain. Spike was happy with him, he was happy with him all the time. He was truly happy with Angel, as Angel was with Spike, (Which made him equally glad his soul was anchored), and it just felt good and perfect to them both.
Angel was undeniably happy, even though all the trouble and trials he had faced over the past year. Facing them with Spike had made all the difference.
Hell, maybe that's what the Powers That Be had hoped for.
"But lets say, that tomorrow dosen't come,
And I had a wish but only one.
Well, it would be to meet the one who's perfect for me.
You are my Destiny."
Spike was still on the stage, gazing around inthe crowd, his gaze picking up on Angel a couiple times, and resting on him, not able to move on, until he forced his brain to force his eyes to move.
Angel thought about the lyrics, as he watched Spike on stage. Did that mean Spike had always loved him, even as Angelus, and just now was the time he wanted to tell him?
Maybe he was saying that Angel was special to him, and he wouldn't have it any other way.
"And what if the stars decide not to twinkle in the sky?
And the sun it dosen't rise to meet the dawn's daylight?
Well I, I wouldn't care, beacuse you are near;
And we have so much more then a little love to share."
Angel didn't have to analyize what Spike meant in those words. The meaning was clear.
Angel's heart swelled.
"But lets say, that tomorrow dosen't come,
And I had a wish but only one.
Well, it would be to meet the one who's perfect for me.
You are my Destiny."
An instrumental kicked in, and Spike moved off the stage, and in the crowd, heading for Angel, but not able to move very fast, for he was very popular, and everyone wanted to touch him.
He made finally made it to Angel, and still holding the mic, he leaned over and kissed Angel softly on the lips, then backed up to continue singing.
But not before saying, "Happy anniversary."
"From God you came and to him you'll go,
But can I have a moment to show,
The things that I never could ever say?
Like, I love you!"
His eyes were locked with Angel's when he said this, and only the densest of people in the crowd didn't get the love that was passing between to the two males.
Angel didn't have to analyize the words, for it seemed like the song was written for him and Spike. Like so many others Spike was fond of singing.
The song was winding down, and Spike finished with the last chorus.
"But lets say, that tomorrow doesn't come,
And I had a wish but only one
Well, it would be to meet the one who's perfect for me."
Spike had walked back up to the stage, and while he sang, he fit the mic back into the stand, and than he sang the last line directly into Angel heart.
"You are my Destiny."
And instead of all the times a year earlier when he had ran off when he finished the song, Spike went to Angel, and he he met the older vampires smile with one of his own, and they walked together, side by side, to the exit, to enjoy the rest of the night together.
----
End of story, end of series.
You have no idea how grateful I am to be done with the series, as much as I love it. Now, I can concentrate on some of the smaller projects I have, such as getting my archive, and my Spike and Angel site off the ground.
But, I hoped everyone enjoyed the series as much as I enjoyed writing it. As soon as I get some free time, I'll be adding these last couple stories to the archive, and then you can go read it full time at http://www.geocities.com/horseyspike/SeriesofStories/karaokeindex.html
I thank everyone for the feedback you have sent me through out the whole production of this series, I enjoyed hearing from all of you, and the comments you made, and the new friends I found. Thank you all.
-Horsey Spike