Title: Multiformity
Author: Sita
Summary: What if in a different dimension Season2, Angel opened Acathla sooner and pushed Buffy and Spike through, but instead of going to hell they ended up being transported to Season7, our dimension?
Spoilers: Post-6.22 Graves
Rating: PG-13 (for curse words and sexual themes)
Disclaimer: BTVS is owned by the almighty God named Joss Whedon. All characters used in this story are owned by him, ME, and UPN.
Distribution: Want. Take. Have. Just tell me where it's going first.
Definition of the title: Multiformity: multifariousness; variety; nonuniformity
Chapter Seven
Giles took a glance hesitantly to the right of him where the unchipped Spike sat. Giles sighed, taking his glasses off and preceding to clean them.
"And they were pushed through Acathla, you say?" He asked, looking directly at his Buffy.
"From what they told me, yeah." She replied, looking in the direction of her past self for confirmation. She got a nod in response.
"Well, since things happened differently in our world, I reckon they aren't from it at all." He sighed, putting his glasses back on. "Possibly another dimension."
"But their life seems to similar to ours...." She pointed to herself and the 2002-Spike.
"Yes," Giles nodded. "Dimensions sometimes can be the same to a great extent as different to a great extent. There are millions of dimension out there. This one just seems to be a similar one to ours."
"So you can get us home then?" 1998-Buffy suddenly spoke up, looking hopefully at Giles.
He sighed, "There's only one problem, from what you tell me Angel was planning on ending the world before he pushed you and Spike through Acathla, right?"
She nodded.
"Well," He spoke. "What if Angel already *did* end the world?"
A look of pure horror came over 1998-Buffy's face as he said this, and she sat back into the couch in silence. Could her world really be gone?
"Uh, Giles," Willow spoke up. "What if you do a spell that sends them back right when they were pushed through the portal?"
Giles looked at Willow, "I don't know of a spell that can do that."
Willow looked down sheepishly, "I do....n-not that I'd do it or anything, but I-I know what book it's in."
Giles sighed, "Well Willow, you'll have to show me the book."
"You're probably going to have to have help on the magick...." Willow said, trailing off. "Maybe Anya?"
"Hmm," He said, looking thoughtful. "With her being a vengeance demon again maybe she would be helpful."
"But there's just one question," 2002-Buffy suddenly spoke up. "How are we going to get Anya to do this spell without her blurting to Xander that there's two Buffy and Spike's running around? Especially two Spike's. He'll probably kill one before we get the spell done."
Giles took his glasses off and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Maybe we can discuss this in the morning. Right now I'm exhausted. I'm sure we all are. Afterall it is way past three."
"What are we going to do about sleeping arrangements?" 2002-Buffy asked.
"Such a good question," Giles replied.
"Well," 2002-Buffy spoke up. "I'm guessing we should chain that Spike up," She pointed to 1998-Spike.
"Hey!" He yelled. "I am bloody NOT going to be chained up!"
2002-Spike patted him on the back, "Sure you are mate."
1998-Spike growled, trying to frighten everyone. No one seemed to notice. He sighed, frustrated.
"And the Buffy from the past can sleep in your room, right Buffy?" Giles asked. "And I'll take the couch."
"Yeah....she *can* sleep in my room. But I'd kinda like to talk to Spike for a little....alone." She blushed.
"She can sleep in the room with me since you guys are gonna talk." Dawn said. "If that's okay that is." She looked over at 1998-Buffy.
"Fine with me." 1998-Buffy replied.
"Swell." Giles said. "Now for the hard part, chaining Spike up...."
****
"You wanted to talk to me luv," Spike said, stepping into her room, closing the door softly behind him.
"Yeah." Buffy sighed. "I'm just kinda wondering, how, when, why, and where?"
"Eh?" Spike asked.
"The soul." She replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Oh." Spike replied, taking a seat on her bed. Buffy sat down next to him.
"How-a demon gave it to me. When-three months ago. Why-I fought for it. Where-Africa." He sighed. "Answer your questions, pet?"
"It's not cursed?" She asked.
"No, I fought for it....Almost killed myself doing it. But I fought." Spike looked over at Buffy, literally forcing himself not to run his hand soothingly down her cheek.
"Did you do it for me?" She asked.
He looked down, his eyelashes brushing against his cheeks almost shyly, "Who else?"
She grabbed his hand, making him look up at her, "Spike...."
"Buffy...."
And slowly, ever so slowly, she brought her lips up to his, kissing him tenderly. It wasn't rough as they were used to, but the kiss was rather passionate and loving. She broke the kiss after a few seconds.
"God I love you," He murmured.
She looked up into his beautiful sapphire eyes and found herself getting lost. God I love....she caught herself before she could think the last word. Oh my god, her eyes grew wide. Do I love Spike?
TBC....
Cliffhangers, lots and lots of cliffhangers! Boy do I love you!
P.S. Sorry this chappy's kinda short, but please review anyway! lol.
Author: Sita
Summary: What if in a different dimension Season2, Angel opened Acathla sooner and pushed Buffy and Spike through, but instead of going to hell they ended up being transported to Season7, our dimension?
Spoilers: Post-6.22 Graves
Rating: PG-13 (for curse words and sexual themes)
Disclaimer: BTVS is owned by the almighty God named Joss Whedon. All characters used in this story are owned by him, ME, and UPN.
Distribution: Want. Take. Have. Just tell me where it's going first.
Definition of the title: Multiformity: multifariousness; variety; nonuniformity
Chapter Seven
Giles took a glance hesitantly to the right of him where the unchipped Spike sat. Giles sighed, taking his glasses off and preceding to clean them.
"And they were pushed through Acathla, you say?" He asked, looking directly at his Buffy.
"From what they told me, yeah." She replied, looking in the direction of her past self for confirmation. She got a nod in response.
"Well, since things happened differently in our world, I reckon they aren't from it at all." He sighed, putting his glasses back on. "Possibly another dimension."
"But their life seems to similar to ours...." She pointed to herself and the 2002-Spike.
"Yes," Giles nodded. "Dimensions sometimes can be the same to a great extent as different to a great extent. There are millions of dimension out there. This one just seems to be a similar one to ours."
"So you can get us home then?" 1998-Buffy suddenly spoke up, looking hopefully at Giles.
He sighed, "There's only one problem, from what you tell me Angel was planning on ending the world before he pushed you and Spike through Acathla, right?"
She nodded.
"Well," He spoke. "What if Angel already *did* end the world?"
A look of pure horror came over 1998-Buffy's face as he said this, and she sat back into the couch in silence. Could her world really be gone?
"Uh, Giles," Willow spoke up. "What if you do a spell that sends them back right when they were pushed through the portal?"
Giles looked at Willow, "I don't know of a spell that can do that."
Willow looked down sheepishly, "I do....n-not that I'd do it or anything, but I-I know what book it's in."
Giles sighed, "Well Willow, you'll have to show me the book."
"You're probably going to have to have help on the magick...." Willow said, trailing off. "Maybe Anya?"
"Hmm," He said, looking thoughtful. "With her being a vengeance demon again maybe she would be helpful."
"But there's just one question," 2002-Buffy suddenly spoke up. "How are we going to get Anya to do this spell without her blurting to Xander that there's two Buffy and Spike's running around? Especially two Spike's. He'll probably kill one before we get the spell done."
Giles took his glasses off and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Maybe we can discuss this in the morning. Right now I'm exhausted. I'm sure we all are. Afterall it is way past three."
"What are we going to do about sleeping arrangements?" 2002-Buffy asked.
"Such a good question," Giles replied.
"Well," 2002-Buffy spoke up. "I'm guessing we should chain that Spike up," She pointed to 1998-Spike.
"Hey!" He yelled. "I am bloody NOT going to be chained up!"
2002-Spike patted him on the back, "Sure you are mate."
1998-Spike growled, trying to frighten everyone. No one seemed to notice. He sighed, frustrated.
"And the Buffy from the past can sleep in your room, right Buffy?" Giles asked. "And I'll take the couch."
"Yeah....she *can* sleep in my room. But I'd kinda like to talk to Spike for a little....alone." She blushed.
"She can sleep in the room with me since you guys are gonna talk." Dawn said. "If that's okay that is." She looked over at 1998-Buffy.
"Fine with me." 1998-Buffy replied.
"Swell." Giles said. "Now for the hard part, chaining Spike up...."
****
"You wanted to talk to me luv," Spike said, stepping into her room, closing the door softly behind him.
"Yeah." Buffy sighed. "I'm just kinda wondering, how, when, why, and where?"
"Eh?" Spike asked.
"The soul." She replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Oh." Spike replied, taking a seat on her bed. Buffy sat down next to him.
"How-a demon gave it to me. When-three months ago. Why-I fought for it. Where-Africa." He sighed. "Answer your questions, pet?"
"It's not cursed?" She asked.
"No, I fought for it....Almost killed myself doing it. But I fought." Spike looked over at Buffy, literally forcing himself not to run his hand soothingly down her cheek.
"Did you do it for me?" She asked.
He looked down, his eyelashes brushing against his cheeks almost shyly, "Who else?"
She grabbed his hand, making him look up at her, "Spike...."
"Buffy...."
And slowly, ever so slowly, she brought her lips up to his, kissing him tenderly. It wasn't rough as they were used to, but the kiss was rather passionate and loving. She broke the kiss after a few seconds.
"God I love you," He murmured.
She looked up into his beautiful sapphire eyes and found herself getting lost. God I love....she caught herself before she could think the last word. Oh my god, her eyes grew wide. Do I love Spike?
TBC....
Cliffhangers, lots and lots of cliffhangers! Boy do I love you!
P.S. Sorry this chappy's kinda short, but please review anyway! lol.