Author: Amanda
E-mail: Amandab9@a...
Feedback: YES, please!
Timeline: "Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered"
Disclaimer: I don't own them. I am writing purely to please the
annoying voices in my head. The beginning actions and speech is
actually from "Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered" but the feelings
are mine. You should be able to tell when I start the actual writing
of my own.
Note: Okay, I REALLY can't write death scenes. (I guess you can consider that your dark warning.)
Note 2: Sorry about the huge wait, I really am. You know, feedback does help make me want to write faster…
Note 3: This chapter has a lot of Cordelia. '' Indicates her thoughts.
Jenny Calendar slowly typed up the next day's lesson planes as her mind thought of Rich's information. He had said a red haired girl and brown haired boy, each with a teenage face. But surly Willow and Xander weren't the only ones who fit that description.
Sighing, Jenny looked around and was surprised to see her door wide open.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
Silence.
Jenny was about to shrug it off and type again when she heard the click of footsteps.
"Buffy? Rupert? Hello?"
"Nope. I'll give you one more guess," Angelus told her from the doorway.
As Jenny took slow, terrified steps backwards, Angelus kept talking. "You hired someone to spy on me. Now how do you think that makes me feel?"
"I know how it made him feel," a familiar voice teased.
Willow stood behind Angelus, grinning. All Jenny could think about was how it was true. Which meant Rich must be dead. And she would be too, if she didn't start moving.
Angelus took a slow step forward. "Now we're wondering if you told anyone else about us."
"No, I didn't get the chance," Jenny hoped her lie seemed natural. Did it count if Giles didn't believe her?
"Good," another voice said from farther behind Angelus.
Out walked Xander and next to him, Drusilla.
"Very good little teacher pet," Dru added.
The four stood facing Jenny in a grinning line.
Jenny gave up all hope as Willow and Xander pinned her down and Angelus declared that they needed to 'pay attention to the rules for killing an old friend/foe'.
Cordelia licked her cracked lips.
"Spike, I need to tell you something very important and you have to believe me."
"I have to, do I? Are you giving me orders now?"
'Oh boy. Not a great way to start out.'
"No, of course not, but… listen. Angelus, Dru, Xander, and Willow are plotting to kill you."
Cordelia waited a moment in tense silence, as Spike seemingly didn't react. Was it possible he, with super human hearing, hadn't heard her.
"Um… Spike? Did you hear me?"
"Of course. I am sitting right in front of you, ya know."
"Okay, then… uh, what are you going to do?"
To Cordelia's utter surprise, and a little fear, this Spike grinned.
"Well, what do you think I should do, luv?"
"Uh…" Cordelia hadn't planned on this part. "I would probably kill them. Well, you know- not me. You as me. Me as you. And not really, 'cuz they are already dead, but stake," Cordelia stopped herself before she could make a bigger fool of herself. When did she become such a babbling fool? And couldn't he stop stared at her like that, with those blue eyes…
"Would you now? Or should I say, would I?"
"Yeah?"
Spike's grin just widened. "How do you expect me to believe you? Dru and me have been together since the beginning. She wouldn't – couldn't- just turn on me for that. Not even for Angelus or his new play toy."
Cordelia could not help shuttering at the cool, firm, sound of his voice. He'd clearly made his decision. His decision to not believe Cordy and punish her for 'lying'.
"Think about! Why would I make this up? I didn't beg for you to release me. I haven't made any attempts fooling anyone into escape. I know I have little to no hope of leaving here. Alive anyway, and I just figured you might want to know that your buddies were planning on ending your unlife."
Cordelia's voice had gone to pleading and desperate, to harder and with a flair that Queen C was known for. Suddenly nervous again, Cordelia gulped.
Spike, however, didn't seem to notice. Instead he had his eyebrows buried low together. He seemed to be taking her more seriously now then before. Imagine that.
"Angelus does hate me. The bloody wanker always has. His new red will just follow his lead. The other new nitwit has been a royal pain since… well the beginning. But Dru…" here he paused and ran his fingers through his hair. "Dru couldn't do this to me. We're bloody well together. Even if she does still dot on her sire's 'T's or whatever the saying is. It don't mean she'd kill me. She doesn't have the stones." A pause, "Right?"
"It was Angel. He convinced her," Cordelia immediately rushed.
It wasn't until after the words were out that she realized they for Spike's comfort. Why the hell was she trying to make him feel better?
"Right, well, its clear what I've got to do. I've got to pack up and leave. I could fight any two alone, but not all three. Not bloody likely. I'll just leave. It'll be fine. No slayer, no hellmouth, just fun."
Cordelia's eye widened. "What? But you… you can't! What about me?"
Spike seemed to look her up and down once. "What about you?"
Cordelia stared at him for a moment. Was he kidding? "Kinda tied up in chairs here, not anxiously awaiting my next beating session."
"I like your attitude. Nice body – 'specially for the likes for torture. You're coming with me."
"Ha – like hell I will!"
"Oh, you don't have a choice. See you're coming, doesn't matter if you want to or not."
=(Amanda(=
E-mail: Amandab9@a...
Feedback: YES, please!
Timeline: "Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered"
Disclaimer: I don't own them. I am writing purely to please the
annoying voices in my head. The beginning actions and speech is
actually from "Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered" but the feelings
are mine. You should be able to tell when I start the actual writing
of my own.
Note: Okay, I REALLY can't write death scenes. (I guess you can consider that your dark warning.)
Note 2: Sorry about the huge wait, I really am. You know, feedback does help make me want to write faster…
Note 3: This chapter has a lot of Cordelia. '' Indicates her thoughts.
Jenny Calendar slowly typed up the next day's lesson planes as her mind thought of Rich's information. He had said a red haired girl and brown haired boy, each with a teenage face. But surly Willow and Xander weren't the only ones who fit that description.
Sighing, Jenny looked around and was surprised to see her door wide open.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
Silence.
Jenny was about to shrug it off and type again when she heard the click of footsteps.
"Buffy? Rupert? Hello?"
"Nope. I'll give you one more guess," Angelus told her from the doorway.
As Jenny took slow, terrified steps backwards, Angelus kept talking. "You hired someone to spy on me. Now how do you think that makes me feel?"
"I know how it made him feel," a familiar voice teased.
Willow stood behind Angelus, grinning. All Jenny could think about was how it was true. Which meant Rich must be dead. And she would be too, if she didn't start moving.
Angelus took a slow step forward. "Now we're wondering if you told anyone else about us."
"No, I didn't get the chance," Jenny hoped her lie seemed natural. Did it count if Giles didn't believe her?
"Good," another voice said from farther behind Angelus.
Out walked Xander and next to him, Drusilla.
"Very good little teacher pet," Dru added.
The four stood facing Jenny in a grinning line.
Jenny gave up all hope as Willow and Xander pinned her down and Angelus declared that they needed to 'pay attention to the rules for killing an old friend/foe'.
Cordelia licked her cracked lips.
"Spike, I need to tell you something very important and you have to believe me."
"I have to, do I? Are you giving me orders now?"
'Oh boy. Not a great way to start out.'
"No, of course not, but… listen. Angelus, Dru, Xander, and Willow are plotting to kill you."
Cordelia waited a moment in tense silence, as Spike seemingly didn't react. Was it possible he, with super human hearing, hadn't heard her.
"Um… Spike? Did you hear me?"
"Of course. I am sitting right in front of you, ya know."
"Okay, then… uh, what are you going to do?"
To Cordelia's utter surprise, and a little fear, this Spike grinned.
"Well, what do you think I should do, luv?"
"Uh…" Cordelia hadn't planned on this part. "I would probably kill them. Well, you know- not me. You as me. Me as you. And not really, 'cuz they are already dead, but stake," Cordelia stopped herself before she could make a bigger fool of herself. When did she become such a babbling fool? And couldn't he stop stared at her like that, with those blue eyes…
"Would you now? Or should I say, would I?"
"Yeah?"
Spike's grin just widened. "How do you expect me to believe you? Dru and me have been together since the beginning. She wouldn't – couldn't- just turn on me for that. Not even for Angelus or his new play toy."
Cordelia could not help shuttering at the cool, firm, sound of his voice. He'd clearly made his decision. His decision to not believe Cordy and punish her for 'lying'.
"Think about! Why would I make this up? I didn't beg for you to release me. I haven't made any attempts fooling anyone into escape. I know I have little to no hope of leaving here. Alive anyway, and I just figured you might want to know that your buddies were planning on ending your unlife."
Cordelia's voice had gone to pleading and desperate, to harder and with a flair that Queen C was known for. Suddenly nervous again, Cordelia gulped.
Spike, however, didn't seem to notice. Instead he had his eyebrows buried low together. He seemed to be taking her more seriously now then before. Imagine that.
"Angelus does hate me. The bloody wanker always has. His new red will just follow his lead. The other new nitwit has been a royal pain since… well the beginning. But Dru…" here he paused and ran his fingers through his hair. "Dru couldn't do this to me. We're bloody well together. Even if she does still dot on her sire's 'T's or whatever the saying is. It don't mean she'd kill me. She doesn't have the stones." A pause, "Right?"
"It was Angel. He convinced her," Cordelia immediately rushed.
It wasn't until after the words were out that she realized they for Spike's comfort. Why the hell was she trying to make him feel better?
"Right, well, its clear what I've got to do. I've got to pack up and leave. I could fight any two alone, but not all three. Not bloody likely. I'll just leave. It'll be fine. No slayer, no hellmouth, just fun."
Cordelia's eye widened. "What? But you… you can't! What about me?"
Spike seemed to look her up and down once. "What about you?"
Cordelia stared at him for a moment. Was he kidding? "Kinda tied up in chairs here, not anxiously awaiting my next beating session."
"I like your attitude. Nice body – 'specially for the likes for torture. You're coming with me."
"Ha – like hell I will!"
"Oh, you don't have a choice. See you're coming, doesn't matter if you want to or not."
=(Amanda(=