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"The union didn't have the correct effect, so now, when we need to figure out how Nefertiri's mother died, we can't. We need to open Seti's tomb to find the map of where his wife was buried. There must be another way, but I've been unable to decipher some of the hieroglyphics," Evie said.
"From what I've heard, because the marriage didn't work out, upon his death, curses were added to hide his tomb. That vision happens to everyone linked to the tomb when they come. For everyone else..." Jonathan trailed.
"What?" Buffy asked.
"They get pierced with thousands of spears, dipped in a pit of asps and somehow, they receive the hom dai," he managed to say.
"What the hell is that?" Xander asked.
"An ancient Egyptian curse only given to the most evil ones. Their tongue is removed, they're wrapped up in the linens and placed into their sarcophagus. But the worst part is the scarabs. Then they remove the spells to assist them into the afterlife. Essentually, they are unable to cross over," Evie said.
"So this was only for the blasphemers?" Giles asked.
"The only one evil enough to receive it was Imhotep, Seti's high priest. He and Anuck-su-namun murdered him in cold blood. The sad thing is, Nefertiri saw them do it," Jonathan said.
"And you remembered all this?" Willow said.
"In my visions. That one is the hardest to see. I can't really say I liked the one where Seti announced he was marrying Anuck-su-namun, either," Evie said.
Alex winced.
"Let me guess, you have experience with her?" Xander asked him.
"More than you'd wish to know about," he replied. "She kissed me!" He wiped his left cheek furiously.
"That bad, huh?" Willow wondered.
"It still sends chills up my spine just thinking about it. And I was only... eight, wasn't I Mum?"
"Yes, dear," she answered.
Jonathan sighed.
"At least someone got some action," he muttered.
"I'd bite my tongue if I were you," Evie said.
"I would too." Rick said. Evie smacked his arm.
Jonathan shut up.
"I don't know if I can do this. Usually, I just go in and kill a few vamps. Now getting married? And having a kid? I don't know if anyone's realized this, but I'm kinda going out with Spike here," Buffy said.
"We're just going to see if the wedding works first. Maybe you won't have to... you know," Rick said.
"I'm still not sure if I can go through it. I'm only sixteen years old. I'm still in high school. I'm not supposed to be married."
"Just... keep it under consideration. Without it, we may never be able to open it," Jonathan asked.
"We've seen all there is to see, so we might as well leave," Evie said.
***********
Buffy snuck out of the room. Alex was waiting outside of the door, ready for their rumble.
"What'll be the focus of the attack? You don't expect me to attack you, do you?" he asked.
"No, we're going slaying," Buffy said.
"But I thought..."
"No buts. You shook on it. You honestly thought I'd try to hurt you?" she asked.
"I thought we were going to destroy dummies or something."
"Well, you thought wrong. We're here."
She approached an old cemetary. "We'll start here."
"A cemetary?"
"What? I thought you'd be used to being around dead stuff, Mr. Junior Curator."
"Of course I am." Alex put on a macho man voice.
"Good. Here's some new ones."
They saw two vamps that night.
"Aaarrrggg!" the first one yelled and lunged at Buffy.
She groaned as she turned and staked the dead guy in the dirty white turban.
"Your turn."
Alex sighed as he waited.
"Sure is quiet tonight," he said.
"There's one right there, you idiot!"
Alex turned and faced where she was looking. In front of him was an ugly old man, covered in sores, who was running towards them at top speed. He reached them within minutes and Buffy stood back to watch. Alex's reflexes tensed up and he remained motionless.
"Okay, I give up!" he cried after about five minutes of trying to stake the guy.
Buffy pounced on him and he dusted in a matter of seconds.
"That's how you stake a vamp!" she annouced. "Pay up, macho man!"
***********
"...Fourty-eight...fourty-nine...fifty!" Buffy called. "Pleasure doin' business with ya."
Alex sighed. "I admit, I talk big, but I'm not always as tough as I look."
Buffy stared him down.
"Okay, okay! I'm only as tough as I look, does that sound any better?"
Buffy shook her head.
"Well, I give up."
They walked home in silence.
***********
"I knew you'd get out!" Buffy whispered to the blonde who was crawling out of the second-story window.
"Well don't get used to it. I'm not liking it much," Spike complained as he climbed down the trellis.
"I think it's romantic," Buffy replied. "Come on."
The two of them walked in silence until they reached Ardeth's barn, where he lodged his black horse.
"I can't do this thing. I don't love him," Buffy said, as they cuddled up against each other.
"You know I love you, Pet," he answered.
They drew in for a kiss. Buffy reached for his duster.
"Wait, are you sure about this?" he said.
"I've never been so sure about anything in my whole life."
***********
Several hours later, they made their way back up to the house. Willow was waiting up for Buffy.
"And where have you been?" she asked, in a mock parenting tone, pointing her finger. She looked frightful with her bright red hair frizzed up and her nightshirt falling off her shoulder.
"Nowhere. Don't tell anyone I was out, okay?" Buffy asked.
"Okay, you're back now. I won't tell anyone if you tell me where you went."
"I went out to the barn."
"At this time of night? Or should I say... morning," she said, pointing towards the digital clock on the nightstand. It read five thirty.
AN: I couldn't make this an Alex/Buffy 'cause I'm a real stickler for Spuffy fics. The fluffier the better.
Voting: Should Buffy and Alex go through with the wedding, now that she know how she feels? Another plot twist? And what exactly was it that the undecipherable hieroglyphics said? Vote in your review and if I like it, I'll dedicate a chapter to you. The voting is for Buffy/Alex or Spike/Buffy. I just need ideas for what the hieroglyphics said.
"The union didn't have the correct effect, so now, when we need to figure out how Nefertiri's mother died, we can't. We need to open Seti's tomb to find the map of where his wife was buried. There must be another way, but I've been unable to decipher some of the hieroglyphics," Evie said.
"From what I've heard, because the marriage didn't work out, upon his death, curses were added to hide his tomb. That vision happens to everyone linked to the tomb when they come. For everyone else..." Jonathan trailed.
"What?" Buffy asked.
"They get pierced with thousands of spears, dipped in a pit of asps and somehow, they receive the hom dai," he managed to say.
"What the hell is that?" Xander asked.
"An ancient Egyptian curse only given to the most evil ones. Their tongue is removed, they're wrapped up in the linens and placed into their sarcophagus. But the worst part is the scarabs. Then they remove the spells to assist them into the afterlife. Essentually, they are unable to cross over," Evie said.
"So this was only for the blasphemers?" Giles asked.
"The only one evil enough to receive it was Imhotep, Seti's high priest. He and Anuck-su-namun murdered him in cold blood. The sad thing is, Nefertiri saw them do it," Jonathan said.
"And you remembered all this?" Willow said.
"In my visions. That one is the hardest to see. I can't really say I liked the one where Seti announced he was marrying Anuck-su-namun, either," Evie said.
Alex winced.
"Let me guess, you have experience with her?" Xander asked him.
"More than you'd wish to know about," he replied. "She kissed me!" He wiped his left cheek furiously.
"That bad, huh?" Willow wondered.
"It still sends chills up my spine just thinking about it. And I was only... eight, wasn't I Mum?"
"Yes, dear," she answered.
Jonathan sighed.
"At least someone got some action," he muttered.
"I'd bite my tongue if I were you," Evie said.
"I would too." Rick said. Evie smacked his arm.
Jonathan shut up.
"I don't know if I can do this. Usually, I just go in and kill a few vamps. Now getting married? And having a kid? I don't know if anyone's realized this, but I'm kinda going out with Spike here," Buffy said.
"We're just going to see if the wedding works first. Maybe you won't have to... you know," Rick said.
"I'm still not sure if I can go through it. I'm only sixteen years old. I'm still in high school. I'm not supposed to be married."
"Just... keep it under consideration. Without it, we may never be able to open it," Jonathan asked.
"We've seen all there is to see, so we might as well leave," Evie said.
***********
Buffy snuck out of the room. Alex was waiting outside of the door, ready for their rumble.
"What'll be the focus of the attack? You don't expect me to attack you, do you?" he asked.
"No, we're going slaying," Buffy said.
"But I thought..."
"No buts. You shook on it. You honestly thought I'd try to hurt you?" she asked.
"I thought we were going to destroy dummies or something."
"Well, you thought wrong. We're here."
She approached an old cemetary. "We'll start here."
"A cemetary?"
"What? I thought you'd be used to being around dead stuff, Mr. Junior Curator."
"Of course I am." Alex put on a macho man voice.
"Good. Here's some new ones."
They saw two vamps that night.
"Aaarrrggg!" the first one yelled and lunged at Buffy.
She groaned as she turned and staked the dead guy in the dirty white turban.
"Your turn."
Alex sighed as he waited.
"Sure is quiet tonight," he said.
"There's one right there, you idiot!"
Alex turned and faced where she was looking. In front of him was an ugly old man, covered in sores, who was running towards them at top speed. He reached them within minutes and Buffy stood back to watch. Alex's reflexes tensed up and he remained motionless.
"Okay, I give up!" he cried after about five minutes of trying to stake the guy.
Buffy pounced on him and he dusted in a matter of seconds.
"That's how you stake a vamp!" she annouced. "Pay up, macho man!"
***********
"...Fourty-eight...fourty-nine...fifty!" Buffy called. "Pleasure doin' business with ya."
Alex sighed. "I admit, I talk big, but I'm not always as tough as I look."
Buffy stared him down.
"Okay, okay! I'm only as tough as I look, does that sound any better?"
Buffy shook her head.
"Well, I give up."
They walked home in silence.
***********
"I knew you'd get out!" Buffy whispered to the blonde who was crawling out of the second-story window.
"Well don't get used to it. I'm not liking it much," Spike complained as he climbed down the trellis.
"I think it's romantic," Buffy replied. "Come on."
The two of them walked in silence until they reached Ardeth's barn, where he lodged his black horse.
"I can't do this thing. I don't love him," Buffy said, as they cuddled up against each other.
"You know I love you, Pet," he answered.
They drew in for a kiss. Buffy reached for his duster.
"Wait, are you sure about this?" he said.
"I've never been so sure about anything in my whole life."
***********
Several hours later, they made their way back up to the house. Willow was waiting up for Buffy.
"And where have you been?" she asked, in a mock parenting tone, pointing her finger. She looked frightful with her bright red hair frizzed up and her nightshirt falling off her shoulder.
"Nowhere. Don't tell anyone I was out, okay?" Buffy asked.
"Okay, you're back now. I won't tell anyone if you tell me where you went."
"I went out to the barn."
"At this time of night? Or should I say... morning," she said, pointing towards the digital clock on the nightstand. It read five thirty.
AN: I couldn't make this an Alex/Buffy 'cause I'm a real stickler for Spuffy fics. The fluffier the better.
Voting: Should Buffy and Alex go through with the wedding, now that she know how she feels? Another plot twist? And what exactly was it that the undecipherable hieroglyphics said? Vote in your review and if I like it, I'll dedicate a chapter to you. The voting is for Buffy/Alex or Spike/Buffy. I just need ideas for what the hieroglyphics said.