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etc... except of course the ones I make up.
Summary: While Dawn is dealing with balancing school, slaying and dating, Buffy and Spike are dealing with their relation. And all together they are dealing with impending apocalypse.
Spoilers: Well, it takes place about a year and a half after "Normal Again", but it's pretty AU. Xander and Anya are married and Tara is alive.
Continuity: It's the sequel to "The Delegation of Aurelius". However, you don't really need to read it to understand this fic. It sort of just picks up where "TDoA" left off.
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APOCALYPSE NOW... AGAIN
Chapter 3: Perfection?
Dawn followed Buffy into their house with Janice listening by her side. It turned out that Janice's cousin, Leanne, had graduated with Buffy, and had told Janice story after story of her experiences at Sunnydale High. Janice had never believed her. When she had seen her first vampire, at Halloween two years ago, she was still skeptical. Now Dawn was telling her of her "sacred duty" and she still barely believed what she was hearing. However, Janice felt that all this couldn't just be coincidence.
"So wait, Spike is a vampire?"
Dawn laughed and nodded. "Yep."
"So why doesn't he want to like, you know, kill you?"
"Long story short: a few years ago he got a chip in his head that kept him from hurting humans. Then he fell in love with my sister. Now his love for Buffy has somehow uncovered some little bits of his soul."
Janice looked confused. "Um, okay."
At that moment, Spike came down the stairs, barefoot with his hair ruffled. He smiled at Buffy, Dawn, then Janice, who blushed uncontrollably and walked out of the room. Dawn giggled and followed her friend.
"What's that about?" Spike asked, nodding towards the direction in which Dawn and her friend had made their exit.
"I'm not sure. Maybe she has a crush on you," Buffy told him jokingly.
"No, I mean, why is her friend here? Isn't she patrolling tonight?"
"Janice is here because she was invited over for dinner. Dawn is not patrolling tonight because I decided to give her a break since it was the first day of school. And, uh, Janice knows."
Spike looked a bit surprised. "How?"
"Dawn told her."
"And you allowed this?" Spike asked, unsure of Buffy's motive.
"Yes. Dawn trusts her, so I trust her, and you will trust her."
Spike narrowed his eyes. "Isn't that the girl that the Nibblet ran off with a couple of years ago?"
"Spike, I am going to abruptly change the subject and you why it is that I've been home for" Buffy looked at the clock "three and a half entire minutes and still you haven't kissed me?"
Spike smiled and placed his mouth softly over Buffy's. She returned the kiss and an elated sigh escaped her lips. Spike removed his lips from hers and buried his face in the hollow of his lover's neck. Buffy smiled and wrapped her arms around Spike's muscular shoulders. Spike inhaled the scent of Buffy's perfume and smiled. This is what he had always wanted. Since he had realized his passion and love for the Slayer, all he wanted was to be able to really have her. To be able to have a relationship that wasn't purely based on the amazing sex.
Spike placed a chaste kissed on Buffy's neck and lifted his head from her shoulder. She smiled a smile that felt as though it was traveling throughout her body. Spike leaned in to kiss her again when the door opened, almost hitting Buffy in the back.
"Oh, sorry Buffy," Tara exclaimed. "I hope I wasn't interrupting anything," Tara laughed quietly.
Spike smiled. "Not at all," he told her, trying his best not to grit his teeth.
"How was work?" Buffy asked.
"Oh you know, same old same old." Tara had found her niche working with troubled kids as a counselor at the youth center. Buffy always knew that Tara had a very earth-mothery sort of essence, and the work she was doing was perfect for her.
Much like Tara, Willow had found a job that she loved. She was teaching Advanced Computer Science at UCSD.
'Everyone is so happy,' Buffy thought to herself. 'I can't believe everything is going so right.'
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The old woman raised her worn hand toward Jrea. The Fyarl demon raised his head obediently and bowed with respect.
"Bring me more wine," she told Jrea in the ancient demon language of her people, a language she forced all of her servants to learn. He did and grunted as she took it from him and placed it too her mouth. She sipped it slowly, allow the sweetness of the drink to pass over her tongue and throat wonderfully.
"It will be time soon," she said, almost at a whisper. "I will rise again and mortals will pay for what they have done to me. For what they have made me become."
The demon nodded and lowered his head once again. He thought of what fun it would be to crush and smash and tear the lives of the human pestilence that he would soon wreak havoc on. Such were the ways of the Fyarl demons, they would live to serve and their reward was the torture they unleashed. He became excited when he heard his mistress begin the incantation.
"Umpa natma ayarla encanta. Mei namba alla feyisha!"
But still, it was only the beginning.
Summary: While Dawn is dealing with balancing school, slaying and dating, Buffy and Spike are dealing with their relation. And all together they are dealing with impending apocalypse.
Spoilers: Well, it takes place about a year and a half after "Normal Again", but it's pretty AU. Xander and Anya are married and Tara is alive.
Continuity: It's the sequel to "The Delegation of Aurelius". However, you don't really need to read it to understand this fic. It sort of just picks up where "TDoA" left off.
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APOCALYPSE NOW... AGAIN
Chapter 3: Perfection?
Dawn followed Buffy into their house with Janice listening by her side. It turned out that Janice's cousin, Leanne, had graduated with Buffy, and had told Janice story after story of her experiences at Sunnydale High. Janice had never believed her. When she had seen her first vampire, at Halloween two years ago, she was still skeptical. Now Dawn was telling her of her "sacred duty" and she still barely believed what she was hearing. However, Janice felt that all this couldn't just be coincidence.
"So wait, Spike is a vampire?"
Dawn laughed and nodded. "Yep."
"So why doesn't he want to like, you know, kill you?"
"Long story short: a few years ago he got a chip in his head that kept him from hurting humans. Then he fell in love with my sister. Now his love for Buffy has somehow uncovered some little bits of his soul."
Janice looked confused. "Um, okay."
At that moment, Spike came down the stairs, barefoot with his hair ruffled. He smiled at Buffy, Dawn, then Janice, who blushed uncontrollably and walked out of the room. Dawn giggled and followed her friend.
"What's that about?" Spike asked, nodding towards the direction in which Dawn and her friend had made their exit.
"I'm not sure. Maybe she has a crush on you," Buffy told him jokingly.
"No, I mean, why is her friend here? Isn't she patrolling tonight?"
"Janice is here because she was invited over for dinner. Dawn is not patrolling tonight because I decided to give her a break since it was the first day of school. And, uh, Janice knows."
Spike looked a bit surprised. "How?"
"Dawn told her."
"And you allowed this?" Spike asked, unsure of Buffy's motive.
"Yes. Dawn trusts her, so I trust her, and you will trust her."
Spike narrowed his eyes. "Isn't that the girl that the Nibblet ran off with a couple of years ago?"
"Spike, I am going to abruptly change the subject and you why it is that I've been home for" Buffy looked at the clock "three and a half entire minutes and still you haven't kissed me?"
Spike smiled and placed his mouth softly over Buffy's. She returned the kiss and an elated sigh escaped her lips. Spike removed his lips from hers and buried his face in the hollow of his lover's neck. Buffy smiled and wrapped her arms around Spike's muscular shoulders. Spike inhaled the scent of Buffy's perfume and smiled. This is what he had always wanted. Since he had realized his passion and love for the Slayer, all he wanted was to be able to really have her. To be able to have a relationship that wasn't purely based on the amazing sex.
Spike placed a chaste kissed on Buffy's neck and lifted his head from her shoulder. She smiled a smile that felt as though it was traveling throughout her body. Spike leaned in to kiss her again when the door opened, almost hitting Buffy in the back.
"Oh, sorry Buffy," Tara exclaimed. "I hope I wasn't interrupting anything," Tara laughed quietly.
Spike smiled. "Not at all," he told her, trying his best not to grit his teeth.
"How was work?" Buffy asked.
"Oh you know, same old same old." Tara had found her niche working with troubled kids as a counselor at the youth center. Buffy always knew that Tara had a very earth-mothery sort of essence, and the work she was doing was perfect for her.
Much like Tara, Willow had found a job that she loved. She was teaching Advanced Computer Science at UCSD.
'Everyone is so happy,' Buffy thought to herself. 'I can't believe everything is going so right.'
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The old woman raised her worn hand toward Jrea. The Fyarl demon raised his head obediently and bowed with respect.
"Bring me more wine," she told Jrea in the ancient demon language of her people, a language she forced all of her servants to learn. He did and grunted as she took it from him and placed it too her mouth. She sipped it slowly, allow the sweetness of the drink to pass over her tongue and throat wonderfully.
"It will be time soon," she said, almost at a whisper. "I will rise again and mortals will pay for what they have done to me. For what they have made me become."
The demon nodded and lowered his head once again. He thought of what fun it would be to crush and smash and tear the lives of the human pestilence that he would soon wreak havoc on. Such were the ways of the Fyarl demons, they would live to serve and their reward was the torture they unleashed. He became excited when he heard his mistress begin the incantation.
"Umpa natma ayarla encanta. Mei namba alla feyisha!"
But still, it was only the beginning.