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
AN: So I'm watching 7.3-"Same Time, Same Place", and guess what? Right when Spike starts to talk to Buffy RIGHT when he does, my t.v. goes all fuzzy for like 10 seconds. And, also, since I tape every eppy of Buffy I'm looking for a tape for next weeks Buffy and in the beginning I see the previews for "previously on Buffy", turns out I taped the music video awards over "Normal Again"; "Seeing Red"; and "Villians". Tuesday was just EVIL!
P.S. I so will totally try my best to write this chapter better than the last.
Also this chappy is for SunnyD and Akueri, I know I told you I'd put a chappy up on Weds. or Thurs., I'm sorry!
Chapter Fourteen
Angel stared at Buffy, an eyebrow raised slightly, "You need me here to dust Spike?"
"No...No." She slowly walked down the stairs until she was standing face to face with her ex-lover.
Sometimes it still gave her chills to be so close to him. After he had become Angelus that night so many years ago, she always felt fear towards him. She couldn't help it. He had scarred her emotionally and physically in so many ways, it hurt to just think about it.
"You see..." She started but let herself trail off as 1998-Buffy and 2002-Spike slowly walked down the stairs. "...That's why we need your help."
A shocked look overcame Angel's features as he glanced back and forth between 2002-Buffy, 1998-Spike, 2002-Spike, and 1998-Buffy.
"What the HELL is going on?" Angel finally spoke, his brown eyes wide as he looked back at 2002-Buffy.
She walked over to the couch, motioning for him to take a seat beside her. 2002-Spike purposely sat on the other side of her and she gave him a small smile.
2002-Buffy than went on to explain how 1998-Spike and Buffy came to this dimension and the exact way to get them out.
Afterwards, he stood there an unreadable expression firmly set on his face. Angelus? Had she told him she needed his blood so they could bring Angelus to this dimension? The dark-haired vampire was ashamed. Ashamed that Angelus was himself. And, he dreaded the thought of seeing himself as Angelus.
"I guess I have no choice." Angel spoke up. "Considering if I don't do it we'll have another apocalypse." He than looked over at the two Spike's. "By the way, why aren't those two chained up?"
Buffy sighed, "Well for one," She pointed at 2002-Spike. "To make a long story short about him, he's been helping us for years now." She purposely left the part out about his "souled" status. "And for him," She pointed to 1998-Spike. "Well he proved he wasn't going to try and eat someone any time soon."
"Spike's been helping you out for years?" Angel looked humored by this.
"Got a problem?" 2002-Spike asked.
"It's just...you helping out." Angel let a small chuckle escape. "Weird."
"Well, we've gotten used to it." She than looked over at Giles, about to ask him if he had the spell components ready, when she realized he was asleep again. "Giles is beat." She giggled.
"I think we all are, luv." 2002-Spike, as if to prove the point, let out a giant yawn.
"Just because we're all tired doesn't mean we don't have to work though." She sighed. "And with Angelus here, I have a feeling we'll be getting no sleep."
"Me too, pet." 2002-Spike leaned back into the couch, briefly closing his eyes before opening them up again. "I envy the Nibblet so much now."
"Tell me about it." 2002-Buffy yawned.
"'The Nibblet'?" Angel asked.
"Dawn." 2002-Buffy and Spike answered at the same time.
"And she even sleep more than I ever do." 2002-Buffy mumbled, before becoming alert again. "So, guess we're gonna have to wake Giles up, huh?" And, not waiting for a response she walked over to her sleep father-figure and shook him gently.
He groaned and looked up at her, before remember what was going on and realizing his must have drifted off, "I'm sorry Buffy." Giles looked a little embarrassed. "I must of drifted off."
"No problem, Giles. We're all beat." She sighed.
"Yes. Yes." He yawn slightly, covering his mouth politely. "I imagine we all are."
"Maybe we should get some sleep before we summon," 1998-Buffy paused mid-sentence, shuddering as she uttered a single word. "Angelus."
2002-Buffy looked over at her younger self, true compassion sparkling in her hazel eyes as she nodded.
"We do have quite a few days. So yes, sleep would come in handy." She sighed, running a hand through her messy blonde hair.
Everyone nodded, Angel insisting he wasn't tired and was going to do a quick sweep of the cemetery before going down to sleep on the cot in the basement. Though, once Angel was out of the door 2002-Buffy and Spike slipped up the stairs together, quietly.
The entered her room, Spike immediately laying down on her bed and covering himself up. Buffy slipped in beside him, curling herself up against him, her head in the crook of his neck, and she made sure to plant a small kiss over his shoulder.
He smiled, but then quickly turned towards her a serious look taking over his features, "Promise me you'll never leave me for Peaches."
She looked over at him, understanding in her eyes, and deciding to clarify her decision of being with only him, she spoke, "Spike, Angel and I are over. I'm with you now. Angel's my past, you're my future. Don't forget that."
He looked over at her, "You promise?"
"I promise."
The two kissed each other lightly on the lips before drifting off into a restless sleep, dreading what was to come tomorrow.
****
1998-Spike was sitting on the porch, having his last cigarette for the night before he went to sleep. He hated peaches being here and dreaded the thought of seeing Angelus tomorrow. He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but frankly, it scared the shit out of him. Angelus had always scared the shit out of him.
The light sound of the door closing startled Spike and he looked up to see 1998-Buffy coming towards him, and placing herself next to him.
"Can't sleep, luv?" He asked.
She shrugged, "I haven't really tried yet. I'm just afraid of tomorrow." She admitted. "Why does Angelus have to be involved in this spell? Seeing Angel tonight was bad enough." She looked over at Spike, unshed tears shining in her eyes. "I never wanted to see him again. After what he did...."
Surprising himself by his comforting actions, Spike pulled the young and broken-hearted girl into his arms as she started to sob. He gently kissed the top of her head, and for the first time realized what spending two days with Buffy Summers can do to a man,....or vampire for that matter.
He was completely and utterly in love with her.
TBC....
AN: Please review!
*shudders* And the next chapter...the dreaded....*insert dramatic and eerie music here* ANGELUS!
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
AN: So I'm watching 7.3-"Same Time, Same Place", and guess what? Right when Spike starts to talk to Buffy RIGHT when he does, my t.v. goes all fuzzy for like 10 seconds. And, also, since I tape every eppy of Buffy I'm looking for a tape for next weeks Buffy and in the beginning I see the previews for "previously on Buffy", turns out I taped the music video awards over "Normal Again"; "Seeing Red"; and "Villians". Tuesday was just EVIL!
P.S. I so will totally try my best to write this chapter better than the last.
Also this chappy is for SunnyD and Akueri, I know I told you I'd put a chappy up on Weds. or Thurs., I'm sorry!
Chapter Fourteen
Angel stared at Buffy, an eyebrow raised slightly, "You need me here to dust Spike?"
"No...No." She slowly walked down the stairs until she was standing face to face with her ex-lover.
Sometimes it still gave her chills to be so close to him. After he had become Angelus that night so many years ago, she always felt fear towards him. She couldn't help it. He had scarred her emotionally and physically in so many ways, it hurt to just think about it.
"You see..." She started but let herself trail off as 1998-Buffy and 2002-Spike slowly walked down the stairs. "...That's why we need your help."
A shocked look overcame Angel's features as he glanced back and forth between 2002-Buffy, 1998-Spike, 2002-Spike, and 1998-Buffy.
"What the HELL is going on?" Angel finally spoke, his brown eyes wide as he looked back at 2002-Buffy.
She walked over to the couch, motioning for him to take a seat beside her. 2002-Spike purposely sat on the other side of her and she gave him a small smile.
2002-Buffy than went on to explain how 1998-Spike and Buffy came to this dimension and the exact way to get them out.
Afterwards, he stood there an unreadable expression firmly set on his face. Angelus? Had she told him she needed his blood so they could bring Angelus to this dimension? The dark-haired vampire was ashamed. Ashamed that Angelus was himself. And, he dreaded the thought of seeing himself as Angelus.
"I guess I have no choice." Angel spoke up. "Considering if I don't do it we'll have another apocalypse." He than looked over at the two Spike's. "By the way, why aren't those two chained up?"
Buffy sighed, "Well for one," She pointed at 2002-Spike. "To make a long story short about him, he's been helping us for years now." She purposely left the part out about his "souled" status. "And for him," She pointed to 1998-Spike. "Well he proved he wasn't going to try and eat someone any time soon."
"Spike's been helping you out for years?" Angel looked humored by this.
"Got a problem?" 2002-Spike asked.
"It's just...you helping out." Angel let a small chuckle escape. "Weird."
"Well, we've gotten used to it." She than looked over at Giles, about to ask him if he had the spell components ready, when she realized he was asleep again. "Giles is beat." She giggled.
"I think we all are, luv." 2002-Spike, as if to prove the point, let out a giant yawn.
"Just because we're all tired doesn't mean we don't have to work though." She sighed. "And with Angelus here, I have a feeling we'll be getting no sleep."
"Me too, pet." 2002-Spike leaned back into the couch, briefly closing his eyes before opening them up again. "I envy the Nibblet so much now."
"Tell me about it." 2002-Buffy yawned.
"'The Nibblet'?" Angel asked.
"Dawn." 2002-Buffy and Spike answered at the same time.
"And she even sleep more than I ever do." 2002-Buffy mumbled, before becoming alert again. "So, guess we're gonna have to wake Giles up, huh?" And, not waiting for a response she walked over to her sleep father-figure and shook him gently.
He groaned and looked up at her, before remember what was going on and realizing his must have drifted off, "I'm sorry Buffy." Giles looked a little embarrassed. "I must of drifted off."
"No problem, Giles. We're all beat." She sighed.
"Yes. Yes." He yawn slightly, covering his mouth politely. "I imagine we all are."
"Maybe we should get some sleep before we summon," 1998-Buffy paused mid-sentence, shuddering as she uttered a single word. "Angelus."
2002-Buffy looked over at her younger self, true compassion sparkling in her hazel eyes as she nodded.
"We do have quite a few days. So yes, sleep would come in handy." She sighed, running a hand through her messy blonde hair.
Everyone nodded, Angel insisting he wasn't tired and was going to do a quick sweep of the cemetery before going down to sleep on the cot in the basement. Though, once Angel was out of the door 2002-Buffy and Spike slipped up the stairs together, quietly.
The entered her room, Spike immediately laying down on her bed and covering himself up. Buffy slipped in beside him, curling herself up against him, her head in the crook of his neck, and she made sure to plant a small kiss over his shoulder.
He smiled, but then quickly turned towards her a serious look taking over his features, "Promise me you'll never leave me for Peaches."
She looked over at him, understanding in her eyes, and deciding to clarify her decision of being with only him, she spoke, "Spike, Angel and I are over. I'm with you now. Angel's my past, you're my future. Don't forget that."
He looked over at her, "You promise?"
"I promise."
The two kissed each other lightly on the lips before drifting off into a restless sleep, dreading what was to come tomorrow.
****
1998-Spike was sitting on the porch, having his last cigarette for the night before he went to sleep. He hated peaches being here and dreaded the thought of seeing Angelus tomorrow. He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but frankly, it scared the shit out of him. Angelus had always scared the shit out of him.
The light sound of the door closing startled Spike and he looked up to see 1998-Buffy coming towards him, and placing herself next to him.
"Can't sleep, luv?" He asked.
She shrugged, "I haven't really tried yet. I'm just afraid of tomorrow." She admitted. "Why does Angelus have to be involved in this spell? Seeing Angel tonight was bad enough." She looked over at Spike, unshed tears shining in her eyes. "I never wanted to see him again. After what he did...."
Surprising himself by his comforting actions, Spike pulled the young and broken-hearted girl into his arms as she started to sob. He gently kissed the top of her head, and for the first time realized what spending two days with Buffy Summers can do to a man,....or vampire for that matter.
He was completely and utterly in love with her.
TBC....
AN: Please review!
*shudders* And the next chapter...the dreaded....*insert dramatic and eerie music here* ANGELUS!