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****Ok, I come back and check and there are 5 reviews...in 5 hours. Guess that means I should attempt the next chapter tonight. So here goes. Don't ask me why I chose K-Pax..I have no clue. Seriously.
****And in the time it took me to write this..I got 2 more YAY!!! I love you guys. ((((((((((((everyone))))))))))) Enjoy my double postage. :-)
****Joss owns Buffy angel. Someone else owns K-pax. Not me thought. Awe well.
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Returned
Randall walked through the halls to Mr. Quinton's office. These hourly reports were becoming a more redundant part of his day. He knocked lightly on the door after the secretary announced him.
"Well, my boy? Anything?" Quinton sat up in his seat.
"I'm afraid not. We have extra people on it, mostly the older children in training, but we still have yet to have a sighting since Tuesday. Should we delay tonight's movie?"
The Head of the Council laced his fingers on his desk. "No, allow the families their entertainment, but I want guards placed around the facility. Center them in The Watcher's sections and in the family areas. We don't want him interrupting. And lock down the Commons once the movie has begun."
Randall nodded. "Is there anything else sir?"
"No. I believe I will attend to my duties here. Give the families my regards this evening."
"Very well, Sir. See you in an hour."
Quinton nodded at the young man as he left. He soon had his nose in the stacks of paper surrounding his desk.
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"Are you worried?" Michelle asked Dawn from her seat across from her.
Dawn looked around the familiar commons of The Council's living quarters. "I don't know. I mean...I'm sure they're fine, but I'm not sure what to expect. You know?"
"I was talking about tonight. I have faith in The Slayer, and even The Vampire."
Dawn looked at her friend and smiled. "Thanks." She sighed. "You know what.? I think I'm sort of gonna miss it here."
Michelle chuckled. "It's never going to be the same here." Then she eyed the brunette. "I know we are all going to miss you too."
The girls just smiled, before heading into The Rugby room for the final touches of the setup for tonight's movie, and the execution of their plan."
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Xander was making the adjustment for the projector. The number of wires that connected everything from the dvd player to the projector, 8 different speakers was dizzying. Twice already he had accidentally unplugged something he shouldn't have.
He smiled at the young teen who was running the equipment. "So, how goes it?"
The young man barely turned and acknowledged the man. "Everything is fine. It's set."
Xander suddenly realized why the boy was so put off. He was afraid of being caught. This was the kid who was going to switch the disks. "Got it." He said, and left the boy alone.
When he saw Anya, he almost cringed. She was once again surrounded by small children . He stood and watched her, unaware of the smile that slowly crept to his lips.
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Giles Willow and Tara walked out of The retired Watcher's apartment. He apparently had something of value in his satchel. The one ha had nearly torn apart days before. They stopped at the ladies apartment, and went in.
Giles and Willow left moments later. Tara placed the notebook on the kitchenettes counter and pulled out a small vile. She poured the powder onto it and chanted softly. The folder was now invisible. She felt it on the counter and replaced it in Giles's satchel.
All she had to do was chant a reversal spell to reversed the effect, but for now the notebook would be safe. She laughed lightly when she thought of what would be Buffy's reaction to Giles's surprise.
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Joel moved to his new post, just outside of The watcher's main area, but close enough for you too see the men who had passed before those now in charge.
He hated this area. It was generally off limits, but they had needed volunteers tonight, and if The Vampire and The Slayer returned, they could use a little help getting through barricades. Anthony and Haden were both posted in The living are. Hopefully everything would be ok. He sighed. "It damn well better work."
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Buffy no longer felt the ground below her feet, or the wall against her back. She looked up, and saw nothing. He senses told her it was wrong. She felt Spike holding her. Was she blind?
'Oh God!' She screamed, but heard nothing. 'SPIKE!!!'
No sound. But she felt him.
He looked around and sensed it's familiarity. He had been here before. HE had laid back and dreamt of her here. "Oh no." He thought. 'BUFFY!!!'
"Oh yea, brilliant. Can't hear, can's see." He felt Buffy begin to shake. "Can feel though."
His grip tightened drawing her flush with him. Her shivering slowed, but did not stop. He could feel the vibration of her growl reverberate from her chest.
He brought his hands from her back to her face. He stroked her forehead, and he understood why they had been brought here.
She felt him caress her brow. Slowly the vibrations of his own growl invaded her body. Whatever this was, he was here, and he wouldn't let her fall. That much she knew. The floating wasn't so bad, but for someone who used her senses as much as she did, it ws not comfortable. At least he was here. There was nothing else that would make any of this situation ok.
He leaned down and slowly kissed her forehead, then her cheek. She leaned into the soft feel of his lips on her face. His hans roamed back down to her waist and just under the back of her jacket. He truly loved it when she wore the backless halters.
Buffy let him lavish her with kisses. Feeling him meant everything in this place. She knew she was in no way alone. He stopped for a moment, and she slipped her hand down to his waist and under his duster and shirt. she wanted to feel his warmth. Alive. She could sense it now somehow. Involuntarily she leaned and licked the sensitive spot of his neck, eliciting a more intense growl from him.
She packed off slightly when she realized her demon face was still in place. Then she felt his warm tongue return the gesture. The tingling up her spine warmed her from the inside.
He felt her breathing quicken as his heart pounded fitfully beneath his breast. She was actually working herself up to it. It may take awhile but-.
He felt the first prick of her fangs just before they broke the skin. He could barely react, but the rest of him did. He hardened instantly. He gripped her shoulders and bent down to drink, but she hadn't moved her head to the side.
He breathed in short gasps at the feel of her teeth inside him, then he realized. She hadn't begun to drink. He waited. God it was excruciating. She just stayed there.
He brought a hand up to hold her head, but her free hand caught it. He felt her take a long breath through her nose, then a sensation began in his groin, and spread through his body.
He brought his face down to her neck, this time finding it exposed.
Buffy bit down harder when she felt him pierce her skin. The familiar pull started, and she held his arms in a vise grip. The warming and cooling sensation switched back and forth sending her into orgasm after orgasm. Each eruption taking what little breath she had from her.
The familiar feelings softened into something completely different. It wasn't the fierce drinking of a Vampire. She noted the care he took with each slow sip of her neck, and matched his steady pace.
They both slid their arms down to their original positions. Buffy clutched his Skin pulling him closer while scratching deep trails into his back.
Spike couldn't get enough of her he had his arms wrapped so tightly around her one would think he was afraid she'd disappear into nothing if he let go even slightly.
The need to breath finally broke the mating ritual older than even Buffy threw her head back at the same time as Spike. She lazily opened her eyes, and saw light. Slowly she lifted her head, noting that neither her, or Spike's grip had lessened.
A glowing blue fog came from Spike's chest floating up and above both of them. Spike saw it just as it separated from him. In the glow, they finally saw each other, both now in human form. They looked back up at the fog. It moved down towards Buffy, and seemed to touch her cheek. Then , as quickly as is had seemed to appear from Spike, it moved up and into the darkness. The were once again bathed in pure blackness.
They were still panting, trying to gain back the breath they had lost for what seemed like forever and a moment all in one. Spike ran his hand over Buffy's face, tracing the humanity he knew in her. He traced her jaw line with his fingers until they felt the puncture wounds left by his bite.
The mimicked his motions, realizing the fear had been a waste of energy. As this conclusion came to her, both she and Spike luminated in white. She watched his demon come forth, then intensify to a gray demon, much like the drawing of the pure in Giles's book.
Spike looked into the yellow eyes of The Pure. He knew her in an instant. He knew he looked nothing like the man he was, but now they would both see who they were, and where they were from. As quickly as it has started, it was over. They watched each other disappear in the darkness.
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Dawn turned around in her seat. They were closing the doors and Buffy still wasn't back. Anya sat on one side, Christian on the other. Michelle and Richard were sitting on the other side of Christian.
To Dawns left was her extended family. One exe-demon, and her husbands a Witch, a hacker, a Watcher..but no Buffy, and no Spike.
the lights began to go down, and the large screen at the head of the room began to light up with the opening credits to K-PAX.
Anya leaned down. "Don't worry Dawn. I'm sure she's on her way right now. You have to remember, she left pretty late."
Dawn nodded. "I know, it's just...waiting. You know?"
Anya nodded, then pressed her finger to her lips and pointed to the screen. "Movie."
Dawn smiled, and tried to focus on the alien/mental patient.
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Joel was standing in position. Waiting to find either himself, or The Vampire. Depending on how you looked at it, He stood, waiting. The corridors were quiet with nearly everyone watching the movie.
He listened to the silence. It was a defining. Right up until the thud of a door shutting. He looked down the hall, and moved towards the hall cautiously. Just before he turned the hall.
"Jeez. You weren't kidding. Man this hurts."
"Luv, this is nothing. That's from the toss through the door."
Well I didn't know it was the door. Just felt myself going through. No one said "Oh, there's a floor on the other side."
Joel came around the corner to see Buffy sitting on the floor while Spike pushed himself up and stood up. "Here, Luv. Let me help you." He pulled her up and smiled. "There, not to worse for ware I'd say."
Buffy smiled back then looked around. "Looks like were right back where we started." Than she saw Joel standing at the end of the hall. "Or maybe were in deep shit?"
Spike looked at the young man. "I don' t think so, Buffy." Spike took a few steps towards the young blonde. His hair was almost as light as his, and he was nearly his height and build. "Your the bloke what took off as the distraction. Aren't you?"
Joel looked at the couple. Buffy now came up and looked at him. "You are." She stated.
Spike looked back at herr. "You remember, don't you, luv?"
Buffy nodded and looked back at the boy. "You..you're helping my sister, and all of us? Right?"
Joel nodded.
"How long until the disk starts playing?"
The young man looked at his wrist, then back up confusion covering his face. "Eight minutes."
Buffy grinned. "Plenty of time.You guys are planning..a..a movie right. That's how everyone's supposed to see it?"
"Yea. How did you-?"
"No time." Buffy looked at Spike. "I want you to go down where they're showing it."
"Where are you going?" Spike asked worried for her.
"Me?" She looked over her shoulder as she strode down the hall in the opposite direction. "I'm going to pay Quinton a visit. All personal and face to face-like."
Spike rolled his eyes at her before turning and letting the boy lead him through the halls. He watched the faces go by on the wall. Then stopped when he saw another very familiar one in a mirror. His.
He smiled at himself, then saw the dark roots and frowned. "No one ever tells me!!"
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Please don't stop reading just cuz they are done with the little changes in their 'lives'. I beg for R&R on this one. I have read so many on how Spike changes. Now we know cuz of the finale, but hell...here was my thought on it. Anyway. More Council pounding (Specially Quinton.) So stay tuned. :-)
****Ok, I come back and check and there are 5 reviews...in 5 hours. Guess that means I should attempt the next chapter tonight. So here goes. Don't ask me why I chose K-Pax..I have no clue. Seriously.
****And in the time it took me to write this..I got 2 more YAY!!! I love you guys. ((((((((((((everyone))))))))))) Enjoy my double postage. :-)
****Joss owns Buffy angel. Someone else owns K-pax. Not me thought. Awe well.
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Returned
Randall walked through the halls to Mr. Quinton's office. These hourly reports were becoming a more redundant part of his day. He knocked lightly on the door after the secretary announced him.
"Well, my boy? Anything?" Quinton sat up in his seat.
"I'm afraid not. We have extra people on it, mostly the older children in training, but we still have yet to have a sighting since Tuesday. Should we delay tonight's movie?"
The Head of the Council laced his fingers on his desk. "No, allow the families their entertainment, but I want guards placed around the facility. Center them in The Watcher's sections and in the family areas. We don't want him interrupting. And lock down the Commons once the movie has begun."
Randall nodded. "Is there anything else sir?"
"No. I believe I will attend to my duties here. Give the families my regards this evening."
"Very well, Sir. See you in an hour."
Quinton nodded at the young man as he left. He soon had his nose in the stacks of paper surrounding his desk.
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"Are you worried?" Michelle asked Dawn from her seat across from her.
Dawn looked around the familiar commons of The Council's living quarters. "I don't know. I mean...I'm sure they're fine, but I'm not sure what to expect. You know?"
"I was talking about tonight. I have faith in The Slayer, and even The Vampire."
Dawn looked at her friend and smiled. "Thanks." She sighed. "You know what.? I think I'm sort of gonna miss it here."
Michelle chuckled. "It's never going to be the same here." Then she eyed the brunette. "I know we are all going to miss you too."
The girls just smiled, before heading into The Rugby room for the final touches of the setup for tonight's movie, and the execution of their plan."
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Xander was making the adjustment for the projector. The number of wires that connected everything from the dvd player to the projector, 8 different speakers was dizzying. Twice already he had accidentally unplugged something he shouldn't have.
He smiled at the young teen who was running the equipment. "So, how goes it?"
The young man barely turned and acknowledged the man. "Everything is fine. It's set."
Xander suddenly realized why the boy was so put off. He was afraid of being caught. This was the kid who was going to switch the disks. "Got it." He said, and left the boy alone.
When he saw Anya, he almost cringed. She was once again surrounded by small children . He stood and watched her, unaware of the smile that slowly crept to his lips.
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Giles Willow and Tara walked out of The retired Watcher's apartment. He apparently had something of value in his satchel. The one ha had nearly torn apart days before. They stopped at the ladies apartment, and went in.
Giles and Willow left moments later. Tara placed the notebook on the kitchenettes counter and pulled out a small vile. She poured the powder onto it and chanted softly. The folder was now invisible. She felt it on the counter and replaced it in Giles's satchel.
All she had to do was chant a reversal spell to reversed the effect, but for now the notebook would be safe. She laughed lightly when she thought of what would be Buffy's reaction to Giles's surprise.
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Joel moved to his new post, just outside of The watcher's main area, but close enough for you too see the men who had passed before those now in charge.
He hated this area. It was generally off limits, but they had needed volunteers tonight, and if The Vampire and The Slayer returned, they could use a little help getting through barricades. Anthony and Haden were both posted in The living are. Hopefully everything would be ok. He sighed. "It damn well better work."
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Buffy no longer felt the ground below her feet, or the wall against her back. She looked up, and saw nothing. He senses told her it was wrong. She felt Spike holding her. Was she blind?
'Oh God!' She screamed, but heard nothing. 'SPIKE!!!'
No sound. But she felt him.
He looked around and sensed it's familiarity. He had been here before. HE had laid back and dreamt of her here. "Oh no." He thought. 'BUFFY!!!'
"Oh yea, brilliant. Can't hear, can's see." He felt Buffy begin to shake. "Can feel though."
His grip tightened drawing her flush with him. Her shivering slowed, but did not stop. He could feel the vibration of her growl reverberate from her chest.
He brought his hands from her back to her face. He stroked her forehead, and he understood why they had been brought here.
She felt him caress her brow. Slowly the vibrations of his own growl invaded her body. Whatever this was, he was here, and he wouldn't let her fall. That much she knew. The floating wasn't so bad, but for someone who used her senses as much as she did, it ws not comfortable. At least he was here. There was nothing else that would make any of this situation ok.
He leaned down and slowly kissed her forehead, then her cheek. She leaned into the soft feel of his lips on her face. His hans roamed back down to her waist and just under the back of her jacket. He truly loved it when she wore the backless halters.
Buffy let him lavish her with kisses. Feeling him meant everything in this place. She knew she was in no way alone. He stopped for a moment, and she slipped her hand down to his waist and under his duster and shirt. she wanted to feel his warmth. Alive. She could sense it now somehow. Involuntarily she leaned and licked the sensitive spot of his neck, eliciting a more intense growl from him.
She packed off slightly when she realized her demon face was still in place. Then she felt his warm tongue return the gesture. The tingling up her spine warmed her from the inside.
He felt her breathing quicken as his heart pounded fitfully beneath his breast. She was actually working herself up to it. It may take awhile but-.
He felt the first prick of her fangs just before they broke the skin. He could barely react, but the rest of him did. He hardened instantly. He gripped her shoulders and bent down to drink, but she hadn't moved her head to the side.
He breathed in short gasps at the feel of her teeth inside him, then he realized. She hadn't begun to drink. He waited. God it was excruciating. She just stayed there.
He brought a hand up to hold her head, but her free hand caught it. He felt her take a long breath through her nose, then a sensation began in his groin, and spread through his body.
He brought his face down to her neck, this time finding it exposed.
Buffy bit down harder when she felt him pierce her skin. The familiar pull started, and she held his arms in a vise grip. The warming and cooling sensation switched back and forth sending her into orgasm after orgasm. Each eruption taking what little breath she had from her.
The familiar feelings softened into something completely different. It wasn't the fierce drinking of a Vampire. She noted the care he took with each slow sip of her neck, and matched his steady pace.
They both slid their arms down to their original positions. Buffy clutched his Skin pulling him closer while scratching deep trails into his back.
Spike couldn't get enough of her he had his arms wrapped so tightly around her one would think he was afraid she'd disappear into nothing if he let go even slightly.
The need to breath finally broke the mating ritual older than even Buffy threw her head back at the same time as Spike. She lazily opened her eyes, and saw light. Slowly she lifted her head, noting that neither her, or Spike's grip had lessened.
A glowing blue fog came from Spike's chest floating up and above both of them. Spike saw it just as it separated from him. In the glow, they finally saw each other, both now in human form. They looked back up at the fog. It moved down towards Buffy, and seemed to touch her cheek. Then , as quickly as is had seemed to appear from Spike, it moved up and into the darkness. The were once again bathed in pure blackness.
They were still panting, trying to gain back the breath they had lost for what seemed like forever and a moment all in one. Spike ran his hand over Buffy's face, tracing the humanity he knew in her. He traced her jaw line with his fingers until they felt the puncture wounds left by his bite.
The mimicked his motions, realizing the fear had been a waste of energy. As this conclusion came to her, both she and Spike luminated in white. She watched his demon come forth, then intensify to a gray demon, much like the drawing of the pure in Giles's book.
Spike looked into the yellow eyes of The Pure. He knew her in an instant. He knew he looked nothing like the man he was, but now they would both see who they were, and where they were from. As quickly as it has started, it was over. They watched each other disappear in the darkness.
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Dawn turned around in her seat. They were closing the doors and Buffy still wasn't back. Anya sat on one side, Christian on the other. Michelle and Richard were sitting on the other side of Christian.
To Dawns left was her extended family. One exe-demon, and her husbands a Witch, a hacker, a Watcher..but no Buffy, and no Spike.
the lights began to go down, and the large screen at the head of the room began to light up with the opening credits to K-PAX.
Anya leaned down. "Don't worry Dawn. I'm sure she's on her way right now. You have to remember, she left pretty late."
Dawn nodded. "I know, it's just...waiting. You know?"
Anya nodded, then pressed her finger to her lips and pointed to the screen. "Movie."
Dawn smiled, and tried to focus on the alien/mental patient.
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Joel was standing in position. Waiting to find either himself, or The Vampire. Depending on how you looked at it, He stood, waiting. The corridors were quiet with nearly everyone watching the movie.
He listened to the silence. It was a defining. Right up until the thud of a door shutting. He looked down the hall, and moved towards the hall cautiously. Just before he turned the hall.
"Jeez. You weren't kidding. Man this hurts."
"Luv, this is nothing. That's from the toss through the door."
Well I didn't know it was the door. Just felt myself going through. No one said "Oh, there's a floor on the other side."
Joel came around the corner to see Buffy sitting on the floor while Spike pushed himself up and stood up. "Here, Luv. Let me help you." He pulled her up and smiled. "There, not to worse for ware I'd say."
Buffy smiled back then looked around. "Looks like were right back where we started." Than she saw Joel standing at the end of the hall. "Or maybe were in deep shit?"
Spike looked at the young man. "I don' t think so, Buffy." Spike took a few steps towards the young blonde. His hair was almost as light as his, and he was nearly his height and build. "Your the bloke what took off as the distraction. Aren't you?"
Joel looked at the couple. Buffy now came up and looked at him. "You are." She stated.
Spike looked back at herr. "You remember, don't you, luv?"
Buffy nodded and looked back at the boy. "You..you're helping my sister, and all of us? Right?"
Joel nodded.
"How long until the disk starts playing?"
The young man looked at his wrist, then back up confusion covering his face. "Eight minutes."
Buffy grinned. "Plenty of time.You guys are planning..a..a movie right. That's how everyone's supposed to see it?"
"Yea. How did you-?"
"No time." Buffy looked at Spike. "I want you to go down where they're showing it."
"Where are you going?" Spike asked worried for her.
"Me?" She looked over her shoulder as she strode down the hall in the opposite direction. "I'm going to pay Quinton a visit. All personal and face to face-like."
Spike rolled his eyes at her before turning and letting the boy lead him through the halls. He watched the faces go by on the wall. Then stopped when he saw another very familiar one in a mirror. His.
He smiled at himself, then saw the dark roots and frowned. "No one ever tells me!!"
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Please don't stop reading just cuz they are done with the little changes in their 'lives'. I beg for R&R on this one. I have read so many on how Spike changes. Now we know cuz of the finale, but hell...here was my thought on it. Anyway. More Council pounding (Specially Quinton.) So stay tuned. :-)