Spoilers: Everything up to now
Rating: Pg
Disclaimer: If I owned them wouldn't you all be bowing down to me?
A/N: Kay Dawn knows about Buffy and Spike!
All pairings are in her! How I really don't know!
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Welcoming the Black
They stood there. Just stood. For what must have been hours but was only mere seconds in their minds.
Was it true? Or was something playing a sick joke on them. They didn't think about how or why though, all they thought was...that she had fallen and none had been there to catch her. That death was an undeniable gift and that she had received without question. They realized she'd died alone. Again. And like every time, always alone. Thoughts started to become coherent and they wondered collectively why had she decided she couldn't take it anymore? When had she started to break? These words spurting from their tear streaked faces, red and blotchy. Except one, the sister, she understood all of what happened, had watched her plunge into nothingness. She understood, they all did somewhere in the chaos that is a persons thoughts, why their slayer had committed suicide. This they knew.
*
"Spike isn't there anything in Sunnydale to kill?" Asked an obviously bored slayer.
"Well do you see anything pet?" Asked a frustrated bleach blonde vampire.
"Okay there's no demons to speak of, a few fledge vamps, and an utterly still town." She counted on her fingers. "Hello has hell frozen over or is it just preparing to attack?" She called up to a serene sky.
In reality she was itching for a battle, just one good fight with a matched opponent. She was getting extremely bored and was returning to Spike's crypt just because she had nothing better to do. "Well should we head home then slayer?" Spike said with a naughty smirk. "No games Spike let's... just go do what we do best." She said with a sigh. Things in Sunnydale better pickup she silently screamed to the sky. Or I'm going t lose my mind!
**
"Angel! A little help please!" Yelled a terrified looking Cordelia holding a screaming toddler. It wasn't the baby that was scaring her though; it was the mass of demons that were working to slaughter her family. She felt helpless in the situation, hiding under a desk with the child everyone seemed to want. Wesley had already escaped to take Fred to the hospital ware she lay unconsience and broken. Lucky her Cordelia thought to herself. Gunn and Angel were still fighting valiantly. Covered in blood and sweat they kept going, though Gunn looked close to exhaustion and Angel looked soul weary beyond belief. You know if Angel wants to be stupid he can be stupid, but I'm not sacrificing anyone because of it. Cordelia reached a hand over the desk and grabbed the telephone. She quickly dialed for the chivalry. "Hi Dawnie is your big sister there?" Cordy asked filled with hope. "No." Her spirits quickly dropping. "Kay Dawn you know I would never want you to get hurt but...you have
to go find her now! Tell her to get in the car and save our asse I mean butts and tell her to call us in the car so I can fill her in on what's going on okay?" There was pause. Dawn was obviously thinking of what she should do. "Thanks Dawn, now run!" With that Cordelia hung up the phone and prayed on her life, that the slayer would come to find there bodies intacked.
***
Dawn got off the phone with Cordelia, picked up a stake, and headed to Restfield cemetery. She knew that Buffy was either patrolling or at chipped vampire's crypt. She sidled up to the cement walls of Spike's home. Not wanting to see what they could and probably were doing, she knocked on the door. When no one came she decided to drastic measures. She opened the door covered her eye's with a feeling of disgust and stepped inside. "Buffy I know I shouldn't be here disturbing...whatever, but we've got serious problems okay. So put your clothes back on and come here!" Dawn yelled sternly over the moans. After a few minutes she felt a pressure on her shoulder and looked up. "What do you want Dawn." Spoke an annoyed slayer. "We were kind of busy ya know." She gestured to Spike. "I know Buffy but Cordelia called and it sounded like they really needed help." Buffy's face immediately turned to one of concern. "What do you mean Dawn?"
"Cordy said for you to get in the car and call her on the way there so she could explain what was going on. She...he sounded terrified Buff, look she was going to die." Dawn spoke quietly expressing her own concern for their long gone friend. "Kay Spike you take care of Dawn for me, I'm going right now." And with that, she ran to her deceased mother's jeep.
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Cordy was squeezing her eye's shut tight to try to block out the gruesome scene's before her when the most heavenly sound was heard. The phone. "H-Hello?" she asked timidly. "Hey Cordelia its Buffy, you needed my help?"
Yeah we really do but I got to tell you a little tale first so you understand okay?" She heard the affirmative sound on the other end. "Last year this law firm called wolfram and hart..." She began her complicated tale stopping for expected evil lawyer jokes. She told of there interest in Angel, how they had brought Darla back, how Angel had lost control. How Darla killed herself for their child. How the world was ending right in front of her eyes.
*****
Buffy drove calmly as Cordelia told her tale. Silent tears tread down her porcelain face. Her heart was crumbling with the thought that Angel had become so vulnerable that he had become so lost, like herself. She speed to L.A. to his hotel, to his home.
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The demons in the Hyperion started to scatter trying to hide from something that none of the fang gang could see. Not that they were objecting or anything. Wesley and Fred arrived to a demon-covered hotel. Blood and gore everywhere when they heard it a low rumbling like a....a car. The doors flew open and there blazing in all her glory stood one annoyed slayer. Clad in skintight jeans, a red low cut shirt, and a black leather duster flowing behind her she truly looked magnificent. "Cordy I thought you said that you were over loaded with demon's? I have a life you know." Buffy said with a bored sigh as she looked at her nails." "Uh not trying to be rude or anything... but who are you?" Asked a confused Gunn and Fred. That's when Cordelia decided to speak up. "That's Angel's ex, guys."
"Is that all I am, just the tamer of Angelus the scourge of Europe?" Asked an amused Buffy with a smirk.
Wesley at this point decided to be helpful by stuttering. "O-Of course not Buffy. You are a little unexpected though." "Buffy what are you doing here?" Asked a bewildered Angel. "Well I was supposed to come here and save your ass but I guess the party already left." As if on cue the largest, greenest, slimmest demon anyone ever saw broke through the door. Everyone except for Buffy sprang into action. Grabbing weapons and dodging for cover. But not Buffy she stood in front of the beast and regarded it with cold calculated eyes. "Buffy get out of the way you don't have any weapons!" Called a nervous Wesley. Buffy put up a hand signaling to shut up, and stood, head cocked to the side. Without a moment's notice she jumped straight into the air and landed gracefully on the things shoulders. All the members of the room gaped at her; she had just jumped at least fifty feet and was standing calmly on the things shoulders. With a loud wet snap she broke the creatures steel like neck
and watched as it turned into goo. " What was that?" she said nonchalantly. " That...That was Krewslack demon. Known for there large mass and metal tough bones." Wesley spoke in awe of the slayer's power. "Hmm, didn't seem that tough to me." She said as she flopped down on the couch. "So what's next?"
"Okay let me get this straight, you just broke a Krewslack demons neck in fifteen seconds and didn't even break into a sweat and now your asking for more? Girl I like you." Said an impressed Gunn. "What can I say, I'm bored." Buffy spoke with a rueful smile. Buffy got up, walked to the check-in counter, and picked up a whimpering Connor. "He's going to be a heart breaker Angel, I can tell." She stared at the small child and placed him in the arms of his father. Angel caught her eye and they gazed at each other for a minute before quickly turning away. Cordelia thought to herself as she saw the star crossed lovers. What have I done, he's going to have Buffy face for weeks... and probably forget I exist. "So Buffy where are you staying?" Angel asked trying to hide his discomfort at the knowledge his love knew about Darla. `Oh some little affordable motel probably." She said as she continually gazed at Connor. "No you should stay here." He commanded softly gazing at her. She
shook her head slightly motioning that it would be a bad idea. Cordelia perked up. "Buffy you can stay with me for awhile okay?" She grabbed Buffy's hand said her good-bye's and pulled the slayer away from her family.
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It was her third night at Cordelia's home. Everyday things were exactly the same. They would wake up at seven am, leave for Angel's talk about the demon group's, train and eat, have friendly chats with Fred, Gunn, and Wesley. Catch Angel guiltily staring at her then catch Cordelia glare at her. This whole time she had probably spoken to Angel for a maximum of five minute's. She could tell that Cordelia was hopelessly in love with him and that he felt the same way. But every once in a while she would feel traces of that old longing in his gaze. Probably just her imagination. She was sitting on Cordelia's couch flipping through the late night television, waiting, waiting for Cordelia to fall asleep so she could sneak out as she always's did. But tonight was special she wasn't going out to some bar nope she was going to the beach. The sun was starting to come through the window's when she finally felt Cordelia rest. She slipped out the door, to freedom.
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Cordelia awoke to a soft rustling on her skin. "She's gone again is she." She mumbled groggily to a silent Dennis. "Well the sun's up she won't make it back in time." She said pleasantly before burrowing deeper into sleep.
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Buffy was walking on the beach peacefully in the surf. Only wearing a T-shirt and a pair of shorts. She was listening intently to the waves. It was like they were calling to her, advertising release. She couldn't ignore the call any longer and dove deep into the healing liquid. She swam farther, and farther out she knew she shouldn't go to far but it was a welcome escape. She dove down, down into the crystal water, she reached the bottom air was becoming a necessity it burned in her lungs. Her body screaming for life. But all she did was lay down in the silt and sand. She was so tired. She closed her eye's welcoming the black.
TBC...
Rating: Pg
Disclaimer: If I owned them wouldn't you all be bowing down to me?
A/N: Kay Dawn knows about Buffy and Spike!
All pairings are in her! How I really don't know!
*****************
Welcoming the Black
They stood there. Just stood. For what must have been hours but was only mere seconds in their minds.
Was it true? Or was something playing a sick joke on them. They didn't think about how or why though, all they thought was...that she had fallen and none had been there to catch her. That death was an undeniable gift and that she had received without question. They realized she'd died alone. Again. And like every time, always alone. Thoughts started to become coherent and they wondered collectively why had she decided she couldn't take it anymore? When had she started to break? These words spurting from their tear streaked faces, red and blotchy. Except one, the sister, she understood all of what happened, had watched her plunge into nothingness. She understood, they all did somewhere in the chaos that is a persons thoughts, why their slayer had committed suicide. This they knew.
*
"Spike isn't there anything in Sunnydale to kill?" Asked an obviously bored slayer.
"Well do you see anything pet?" Asked a frustrated bleach blonde vampire.
"Okay there's no demons to speak of, a few fledge vamps, and an utterly still town." She counted on her fingers. "Hello has hell frozen over or is it just preparing to attack?" She called up to a serene sky.
In reality she was itching for a battle, just one good fight with a matched opponent. She was getting extremely bored and was returning to Spike's crypt just because she had nothing better to do. "Well should we head home then slayer?" Spike said with a naughty smirk. "No games Spike let's... just go do what we do best." She said with a sigh. Things in Sunnydale better pickup she silently screamed to the sky. Or I'm going t lose my mind!
**
"Angel! A little help please!" Yelled a terrified looking Cordelia holding a screaming toddler. It wasn't the baby that was scaring her though; it was the mass of demons that were working to slaughter her family. She felt helpless in the situation, hiding under a desk with the child everyone seemed to want. Wesley had already escaped to take Fred to the hospital ware she lay unconsience and broken. Lucky her Cordelia thought to herself. Gunn and Angel were still fighting valiantly. Covered in blood and sweat they kept going, though Gunn looked close to exhaustion and Angel looked soul weary beyond belief. You know if Angel wants to be stupid he can be stupid, but I'm not sacrificing anyone because of it. Cordelia reached a hand over the desk and grabbed the telephone. She quickly dialed for the chivalry. "Hi Dawnie is your big sister there?" Cordy asked filled with hope. "No." Her spirits quickly dropping. "Kay Dawn you know I would never want you to get hurt but...you have
to go find her now! Tell her to get in the car and save our asse I mean butts and tell her to call us in the car so I can fill her in on what's going on okay?" There was pause. Dawn was obviously thinking of what she should do. "Thanks Dawn, now run!" With that Cordelia hung up the phone and prayed on her life, that the slayer would come to find there bodies intacked.
***
Dawn got off the phone with Cordelia, picked up a stake, and headed to Restfield cemetery. She knew that Buffy was either patrolling or at chipped vampire's crypt. She sidled up to the cement walls of Spike's home. Not wanting to see what they could and probably were doing, she knocked on the door. When no one came she decided to drastic measures. She opened the door covered her eye's with a feeling of disgust and stepped inside. "Buffy I know I shouldn't be here disturbing...whatever, but we've got serious problems okay. So put your clothes back on and come here!" Dawn yelled sternly over the moans. After a few minutes she felt a pressure on her shoulder and looked up. "What do you want Dawn." Spoke an annoyed slayer. "We were kind of busy ya know." She gestured to Spike. "I know Buffy but Cordelia called and it sounded like they really needed help." Buffy's face immediately turned to one of concern. "What do you mean Dawn?"
"Cordy said for you to get in the car and call her on the way there so she could explain what was going on. She...he sounded terrified Buff, look she was going to die." Dawn spoke quietly expressing her own concern for their long gone friend. "Kay Spike you take care of Dawn for me, I'm going right now." And with that, she ran to her deceased mother's jeep.
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Cordy was squeezing her eye's shut tight to try to block out the gruesome scene's before her when the most heavenly sound was heard. The phone. "H-Hello?" she asked timidly. "Hey Cordelia its Buffy, you needed my help?"
Yeah we really do but I got to tell you a little tale first so you understand okay?" She heard the affirmative sound on the other end. "Last year this law firm called wolfram and hart..." She began her complicated tale stopping for expected evil lawyer jokes. She told of there interest in Angel, how they had brought Darla back, how Angel had lost control. How Darla killed herself for their child. How the world was ending right in front of her eyes.
*****
Buffy drove calmly as Cordelia told her tale. Silent tears tread down her porcelain face. Her heart was crumbling with the thought that Angel had become so vulnerable that he had become so lost, like herself. She speed to L.A. to his hotel, to his home.
******
The demons in the Hyperion started to scatter trying to hide from something that none of the fang gang could see. Not that they were objecting or anything. Wesley and Fred arrived to a demon-covered hotel. Blood and gore everywhere when they heard it a low rumbling like a....a car. The doors flew open and there blazing in all her glory stood one annoyed slayer. Clad in skintight jeans, a red low cut shirt, and a black leather duster flowing behind her she truly looked magnificent. "Cordy I thought you said that you were over loaded with demon's? I have a life you know." Buffy said with a bored sigh as she looked at her nails." "Uh not trying to be rude or anything... but who are you?" Asked a confused Gunn and Fred. That's when Cordelia decided to speak up. "That's Angel's ex, guys."
"Is that all I am, just the tamer of Angelus the scourge of Europe?" Asked an amused Buffy with a smirk.
Wesley at this point decided to be helpful by stuttering. "O-Of course not Buffy. You are a little unexpected though." "Buffy what are you doing here?" Asked a bewildered Angel. "Well I was supposed to come here and save your ass but I guess the party already left." As if on cue the largest, greenest, slimmest demon anyone ever saw broke through the door. Everyone except for Buffy sprang into action. Grabbing weapons and dodging for cover. But not Buffy she stood in front of the beast and regarded it with cold calculated eyes. "Buffy get out of the way you don't have any weapons!" Called a nervous Wesley. Buffy put up a hand signaling to shut up, and stood, head cocked to the side. Without a moment's notice she jumped straight into the air and landed gracefully on the things shoulders. All the members of the room gaped at her; she had just jumped at least fifty feet and was standing calmly on the things shoulders. With a loud wet snap she broke the creatures steel like neck
and watched as it turned into goo. " What was that?" she said nonchalantly. " That...That was Krewslack demon. Known for there large mass and metal tough bones." Wesley spoke in awe of the slayer's power. "Hmm, didn't seem that tough to me." She said as she flopped down on the couch. "So what's next?"
"Okay let me get this straight, you just broke a Krewslack demons neck in fifteen seconds and didn't even break into a sweat and now your asking for more? Girl I like you." Said an impressed Gunn. "What can I say, I'm bored." Buffy spoke with a rueful smile. Buffy got up, walked to the check-in counter, and picked up a whimpering Connor. "He's going to be a heart breaker Angel, I can tell." She stared at the small child and placed him in the arms of his father. Angel caught her eye and they gazed at each other for a minute before quickly turning away. Cordelia thought to herself as she saw the star crossed lovers. What have I done, he's going to have Buffy face for weeks... and probably forget I exist. "So Buffy where are you staying?" Angel asked trying to hide his discomfort at the knowledge his love knew about Darla. `Oh some little affordable motel probably." She said as she continually gazed at Connor. "No you should stay here." He commanded softly gazing at her. She
shook her head slightly motioning that it would be a bad idea. Cordelia perked up. "Buffy you can stay with me for awhile okay?" She grabbed Buffy's hand said her good-bye's and pulled the slayer away from her family.
*******
It was her third night at Cordelia's home. Everyday things were exactly the same. They would wake up at seven am, leave for Angel's talk about the demon group's, train and eat, have friendly chats with Fred, Gunn, and Wesley. Catch Angel guiltily staring at her then catch Cordelia glare at her. This whole time she had probably spoken to Angel for a maximum of five minute's. She could tell that Cordelia was hopelessly in love with him and that he felt the same way. But every once in a while she would feel traces of that old longing in his gaze. Probably just her imagination. She was sitting on Cordelia's couch flipping through the late night television, waiting, waiting for Cordelia to fall asleep so she could sneak out as she always's did. But tonight was special she wasn't going out to some bar nope she was going to the beach. The sun was starting to come through the window's when she finally felt Cordelia rest. She slipped out the door, to freedom.
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Cordelia awoke to a soft rustling on her skin. "She's gone again is she." She mumbled groggily to a silent Dennis. "Well the sun's up she won't make it back in time." She said pleasantly before burrowing deeper into sleep.
*********
Buffy was walking on the beach peacefully in the surf. Only wearing a T-shirt and a pair of shorts. She was listening intently to the waves. It was like they were calling to her, advertising release. She couldn't ignore the call any longer and dove deep into the healing liquid. She swam farther, and farther out she knew she shouldn't go to far but it was a welcome escape. She dove down, down into the crystal water, she reached the bottom air was becoming a necessity it burned in her lungs. Her body screaming for life. But all she did was lay down in the silt and sand. She was so tired. She closed her eye's welcoming the black.
TBC...