"Did you have to make her angry," Xander said disapprovingly.
"What did you expect whelp. You wanted her distracted and the only thing that would distract her from her destiny was her calling. Had to give the Wiccan's time to work their mojo."
"I would have tried sex," Anya said, "That could take my mind off of a prophecy."
Spike stared at Buffy.
"The Wicca's mind thing will keep her asleep?"
Anya nodded, "She'll not wake up."
Spike nodded and looked down at his Slayer again.
"Spike," Xander said.
Spike turned.
"She better live to see morning."
It wasn't a command or a threat. It was something else. Xander was putting something very important in the hands of a man he didn't trust entirely. What passed between them was an understanding. It was hope.
Spike finally spoke.
"You better have coffee come sunrise. A brassed off slayer I can deal with, a Buffy in the morning without coffee is something that I don't want to have to see."
***
They stood on the grounds where Sunnydale High School had stood. Willow looked at Xander. There was such a mixture of emotions on this night. This was the site of a great deal of happiness and pain. Six figures stood at a gaping hole, where the Hellmouth stood. Willow and Tara would perform the ritual. Anya would translate the text. Giles was there to assure that everything was done right. Xander was there for moral support.
Faith was there to be the sacrifice.
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"What did you expect whelp. You wanted her distracted and the only thing that would distract her from her destiny was her calling. Had to give the Wiccan's time to work their mojo."
"I would have tried sex," Anya said, "That could take my mind off of a prophecy."
Spike stared at Buffy.
"The Wicca's mind thing will keep her asleep?"
Anya nodded, "She'll not wake up."
Spike nodded and looked down at his Slayer again.
"Spike," Xander said.
Spike turned.
"She better live to see morning."
It wasn't a command or a threat. It was something else. Xander was putting something very important in the hands of a man he didn't trust entirely. What passed between them was an understanding. It was hope.
Spike finally spoke.
"You better have coffee come sunrise. A brassed off slayer I can deal with, a Buffy in the morning without coffee is something that I don't want to have to see."
***
They stood on the grounds where Sunnydale High School had stood. Willow looked at Xander. There was such a mixture of emotions on this night. This was the site of a great deal of happiness and pain. Six figures stood at a gaping hole, where the Hellmouth stood. Willow and Tara would perform the ritual. Anya would translate the text. Giles was there to assure that everything was done right. Xander was there for moral support.
Faith was there to be the sacrifice.
PS-Review me please