Title: Seeing you now
Author: Hope
Rating: PG
Summary: Takes place after 'Normal Again'. Buffy's still mad at Spike and when they try to take out a demon, Buffy disapears almost 100 years into the past and ends up finally having normal conversations w/Spike....through telepathy.
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Author's Note: Stuff written between //'s are Buffy's thoughts, stuff writtens between --'s are Spike's thoughts.
Buffy and Spike can only hear what they want each other to hear.
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"So, you're the slayer from the year 2002, correct?" The stocky british man asked, handing Buffy a cup of tea. 'Mr. Williams' as Cassy, the other slayer, refered to him as.
"Yeah, and what is it with watchers and tea?" She asked, sipping aat the hot beverage.
Clearing his throat and ignoring the remark, the man continued, "Cassy says your friends sent you here in an attempt to be rid of a Fylein demon, am I correct?"
"Yeah, and can you stop with the 'correct' bit, it's giving me the wiggins."
"Wiggins?" The brunette slayer asked, raising an eyebrow at Buffy.
"Sorry Cass. It's just creepy.Wiggins equals creepy where I'm from. *When* I'm from."
"Ah, slang terms." The girl said, nodding.
"Anyways, back to the point at hand. If your 'friends' did this, that means they know you're the slayer, cor....erm."
Buffy smiled at his attempt to keep from saying 'correct'. "Yeah, they know."
"And they help you with your duties?" Cassy asked, curious.
"Yeah. Willow's a witch, well, *was* a witch. She's like, in magick rehab now. Tara's a witch too, she's the one who did the spell. Anya kinda left, but she's an ex-vengence demon. Spike's a chipped vampire and
Xander's........Xander's just Xander. Oh, and my sister used to be a big ball of universe destroying matter, but some monks made her human." She nodded while the young slayer and her watcher looked at her like she was mad.
"You work with demons?" The watcher asked, exasperated.
"Well, yeah. Sometimes."
"And this 'Spike' character, he's a vampire?" Cassy asked, amazed by the girl. She was older than any slayer she had heard of and apparently the watchers council wasn't too fond of her.
"Yeah, he's the one in my head too." The blond answered, knocking her fist against her skull.
"In your head?" Willaims asked, thuroughly confused.
"Oh, I didn't tell you, did I? I told Cassy when she was bringing me here....Anyways, something happened when me and Spike were fighting the Fylein and now we can communicate telepathically, even over the one-hundred years time span."
"Interesting...." Williams said, leaning back on the plush chair he was sitting in. It turned out Cassy's family was rather wealthy and her watcher also happened to be her butler. "And when you say 'chipped', what exactly do you mean?"
"Oh, well, this government division called the Initiative planted a microchip in his skull that keeps him from hurting humans. It sends these electric impulses through his head if he does."
"Microchip?" The two asked Buffy, confused.
"Right, more technoligy stuff. It's like this little....um, well, it's just some little thing that keeps him from hurting humans."
"So he can't hurt you nor anyone else?" Williams asked.
"Well, he can't hurt any human, but he can hurt me...."
"You're not human?" Cassy asked, her voice becoming hostile.
"No!! I mean, yes, I'm human. I just sort of died and when Willow brought me back it screwed up my DNA structure and Spike's chip doesn't register me as human."
"You died?" The watcher asked, amazed by the girls story. She told it as if she was an everyday woman, nothing strange about the way she lived. The way she performed her duties as a slayer was unorthidox, but by her age he couldn't argue, it was working.
"Yeah. Twice, actually."
"Wouldn't that mean there are other slayers?" Cassy asked, standing from her seat to go light the fireplace.
"Yeah, well, one other one. Kendra was called when I first died and when she died, Faith was called. No slayer was called when I died last Summer because my replacement had already been called, no new slayer till Faith dies."
"And this 'Faith' woman, she helps you with your duties as well?"
"Well, no. She's in jail."
"For what?!"
"Killing someone. A person. After that happened she ended up in LA and tried to get Angel to kill her, but when I showed up she ended up turning herself in."
"And Angel is......" Cassy said, sitting back down. The red glow of the fire warmed her features, making Buffy smile.
"My ex boyfriend....he's a vampire too, but with a soul." She nodded.
"You slept with a vampire?!" Williams exclaimed, shocked.
"Well, yeah. Two actually... me and Spike..." They both stared at her, wide eyed.
//Spike, get me out of here.....//
--We're working on it luv, sit tight. 'Least you don't have to sleep in a box on the street tonight, ey'?.--
//Yeah, instead I get twenty questions...//
--We'll hurry luv, don't worry....Hold on, Will found some info on the slayer you're staying with. We talked to Gile's a bit ago, he's looking for a way to get you back too. Willow's gonna call him to confirm some stuff, I'll talk to you in the morning, k pet? Get some sleep, you sound terrible even in my head.--
//Yeah, bye Spike.//
"Buffy?"
"Huh, oh sorry. Thinking." She answered, startled by Cassy's voice.
"Talking to him?" The girl asked, looking into Buffy's eyes.
"Yeah..."
The younger slayer nodded. "Well, I believe that's enough for tonight, Mr.Williams. We should be getting some rest, something tells me tomorrow will be entertaining." She stood, signaling for Buffy to follow, "C'mon, I'll show you to your room."
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"What'd he say?" Xander asked imaptiently as Willow hung up the phone wioth Buffy's watcher.
"Well, the first twenty minutes were spent with him lecturing me on how daft we were for performing the spell and the other five were spent telling me thathe found a spell but we can't bring Buffy back unless someone goes to get her."
"Fine." Spike said calmly, standing. "Sprinkle your pixie dust on me and I'm off to Neverland to get the girl."
"It's not that easy Spike. We have the books and stuff we need for the spell here, but in order for it to work she has to be somewhere stationary that exists where she is now and today. And you wouldn't go back, your spirit would. Your body would stay here."
"Alright then. Let's find somewhere and do this." He demanded.
"Spike, sit. You're in no condition to do anything and it will take a few days to set up for the spell. This won't be easy....."
"Yeah, I'm gettin' that....." Spike said grouchilly, sitting back on the couch and folding his arms across his chest.
"That's not all he said...." The redhead continued, her voice breaking.
"What's wrong?!" Spike demanded, leaning forward.
"Well, you know the slayer she's staying with? If the date's the same there as it is here aside from the year, then she's gonna die in three days....."
"Shit..." Spike muttered, burrying his face in his hands. He had felt beter when she had teamed up with the girl, knowing she would be twice as safe, but if she died.....
"Spike?" Willow continued, drawing his eyes to hers. "Where were you in 1914?"
His eyes grew wide. "Bloody hell!!"
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Author: Hope
Rating: PG
Summary: Takes place after 'Normal Again'. Buffy's still mad at Spike and when they try to take out a demon, Buffy disapears almost 100 years into the past and ends up finally having normal conversations w/Spike....through telepathy.
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Author's Note: Stuff written between //'s are Buffy's thoughts, stuff writtens between --'s are Spike's thoughts.
Buffy and Spike can only hear what they want each other to hear.
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"So, you're the slayer from the year 2002, correct?" The stocky british man asked, handing Buffy a cup of tea. 'Mr. Williams' as Cassy, the other slayer, refered to him as.
"Yeah, and what is it with watchers and tea?" She asked, sipping aat the hot beverage.
Clearing his throat and ignoring the remark, the man continued, "Cassy says your friends sent you here in an attempt to be rid of a Fylein demon, am I correct?"
"Yeah, and can you stop with the 'correct' bit, it's giving me the wiggins."
"Wiggins?" The brunette slayer asked, raising an eyebrow at Buffy.
"Sorry Cass. It's just creepy.Wiggins equals creepy where I'm from. *When* I'm from."
"Ah, slang terms." The girl said, nodding.
"Anyways, back to the point at hand. If your 'friends' did this, that means they know you're the slayer, cor....erm."
Buffy smiled at his attempt to keep from saying 'correct'. "Yeah, they know."
"And they help you with your duties?" Cassy asked, curious.
"Yeah. Willow's a witch, well, *was* a witch. She's like, in magick rehab now. Tara's a witch too, she's the one who did the spell. Anya kinda left, but she's an ex-vengence demon. Spike's a chipped vampire and
Xander's........Xander's just Xander. Oh, and my sister used to be a big ball of universe destroying matter, but some monks made her human." She nodded while the young slayer and her watcher looked at her like she was mad.
"You work with demons?" The watcher asked, exasperated.
"Well, yeah. Sometimes."
"And this 'Spike' character, he's a vampire?" Cassy asked, amazed by the girl. She was older than any slayer she had heard of and apparently the watchers council wasn't too fond of her.
"Yeah, he's the one in my head too." The blond answered, knocking her fist against her skull.
"In your head?" Willaims asked, thuroughly confused.
"Oh, I didn't tell you, did I? I told Cassy when she was bringing me here....Anyways, something happened when me and Spike were fighting the Fylein and now we can communicate telepathically, even over the one-hundred years time span."
"Interesting...." Williams said, leaning back on the plush chair he was sitting in. It turned out Cassy's family was rather wealthy and her watcher also happened to be her butler. "And when you say 'chipped', what exactly do you mean?"
"Oh, well, this government division called the Initiative planted a microchip in his skull that keeps him from hurting humans. It sends these electric impulses through his head if he does."
"Microchip?" The two asked Buffy, confused.
"Right, more technoligy stuff. It's like this little....um, well, it's just some little thing that keeps him from hurting humans."
"So he can't hurt you nor anyone else?" Williams asked.
"Well, he can't hurt any human, but he can hurt me...."
"You're not human?" Cassy asked, her voice becoming hostile.
"No!! I mean, yes, I'm human. I just sort of died and when Willow brought me back it screwed up my DNA structure and Spike's chip doesn't register me as human."
"You died?" The watcher asked, amazed by the girls story. She told it as if she was an everyday woman, nothing strange about the way she lived. The way she performed her duties as a slayer was unorthidox, but by her age he couldn't argue, it was working.
"Yeah. Twice, actually."
"Wouldn't that mean there are other slayers?" Cassy asked, standing from her seat to go light the fireplace.
"Yeah, well, one other one. Kendra was called when I first died and when she died, Faith was called. No slayer was called when I died last Summer because my replacement had already been called, no new slayer till Faith dies."
"And this 'Faith' woman, she helps you with your duties as well?"
"Well, no. She's in jail."
"For what?!"
"Killing someone. A person. After that happened she ended up in LA and tried to get Angel to kill her, but when I showed up she ended up turning herself in."
"And Angel is......" Cassy said, sitting back down. The red glow of the fire warmed her features, making Buffy smile.
"My ex boyfriend....he's a vampire too, but with a soul." She nodded.
"You slept with a vampire?!" Williams exclaimed, shocked.
"Well, yeah. Two actually... me and Spike..." They both stared at her, wide eyed.
//Spike, get me out of here.....//
--We're working on it luv, sit tight. 'Least you don't have to sleep in a box on the street tonight, ey'?.--
//Yeah, instead I get twenty questions...//
--We'll hurry luv, don't worry....Hold on, Will found some info on the slayer you're staying with. We talked to Gile's a bit ago, he's looking for a way to get you back too. Willow's gonna call him to confirm some stuff, I'll talk to you in the morning, k pet? Get some sleep, you sound terrible even in my head.--
//Yeah, bye Spike.//
"Buffy?"
"Huh, oh sorry. Thinking." She answered, startled by Cassy's voice.
"Talking to him?" The girl asked, looking into Buffy's eyes.
"Yeah..."
The younger slayer nodded. "Well, I believe that's enough for tonight, Mr.Williams. We should be getting some rest, something tells me tomorrow will be entertaining." She stood, signaling for Buffy to follow, "C'mon, I'll show you to your room."
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"What'd he say?" Xander asked imaptiently as Willow hung up the phone wioth Buffy's watcher.
"Well, the first twenty minutes were spent with him lecturing me on how daft we were for performing the spell and the other five were spent telling me thathe found a spell but we can't bring Buffy back unless someone goes to get her."
"Fine." Spike said calmly, standing. "Sprinkle your pixie dust on me and I'm off to Neverland to get the girl."
"It's not that easy Spike. We have the books and stuff we need for the spell here, but in order for it to work she has to be somewhere stationary that exists where she is now and today. And you wouldn't go back, your spirit would. Your body would stay here."
"Alright then. Let's find somewhere and do this." He demanded.
"Spike, sit. You're in no condition to do anything and it will take a few days to set up for the spell. This won't be easy....."
"Yeah, I'm gettin' that....." Spike said grouchilly, sitting back on the couch and folding his arms across his chest.
"That's not all he said...." The redhead continued, her voice breaking.
"What's wrong?!" Spike demanded, leaning forward.
"Well, you know the slayer she's staying with? If the date's the same there as it is here aside from the year, then she's gonna die in three days....."
"Shit..." Spike muttered, burrying his face in his hands. He had felt beter when she had teamed up with the girl, knowing she would be twice as safe, but if she died.....
"Spike?" Willow continued, drawing his eyes to hers. "Where were you in 1914?"
His eyes grew wide. "Bloody hell!!"
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