Title: Bye bye baby
Author: Lady fire heart
Disclaimer: This belongs to the almighty god Joss. I wish I had created it. But I didn't. Another one of those things I was too stupid to create. I am just one of the shows adoring floozies.
Thanks to:
RoseAnn for the beginning.
and all my e friends for reading.
And all my in town friends for making me laugh.
Also a big thanks to Mrs. Jane Grady. You introduced me to books and writing. I think you will always be the best teacher I had.
I am going short on the thanks now. My beta reader complained a lot about it saying it was longer than some of my chapters.
BTW thank you Michelle Gates (my beta reader person lol) for reading and complaining so I can strive to be better.
IF YOU WANT TO BE ON THE MAILING LIST WHICH ALERTS YOU WHEN I ADD A CHAPTER PLEASE WRITE ME AT Madison@fastchart.com.
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Anya turned and looked out the open window. "Dam why didn't I stay beside him?" she whispered softly. Joyce watched nervously along side Michael. What was going to happen to her parents?
Anya slammed the shutters closed and sighed angrily. "Damn Vampires." She muttered. Joyce took a deep breath. "They're going to be okay. Right?" she asked. Anya looked back at her nervously. "Sure. But just in case…I am going to go get Willow and Tara to help." Anya raised hers arms to leave but stopped quickly and looked back at Joyce and Michael. "You two stay here in the house and do not leave do you understand?"
Joyce and Michael nodded and took a step back as Anya changed into a misty form and flew from the room. Michael slid down to the floor and shivered. "I told you your dad was creepy."
Joyce ran her hands through her hair while she stared at the floor. What had rack said? He had said something about her parents would return and she would fight along side them. Joyce wiped a tear away and picked up her jacket. "I'm going out." She said fiercely. Michael grabbed her quickly by the wrist and she turned to look at him. "Joyce she told us to stay here." He whispered. Joyce pulled her wrist from him and glared. "I have to go."
Michael reached for her again but Joyce pushed him back. "Michael I have too. Please just stay here."
"But Joyce…"
"JUST STAY HERE!" she shouted.
Michael blushed and sat back down. "Fine." He whispered angrily. Joyce sighed sadly and moved towards him but he looked away. "Go. Don't come crying to me when you get your ass kicked." He said coldly. Joyce stared angrily and ran from the room and down the stairs. She was going to help her parents. Michael didn't think that and no one else did either. But everything Rack said had come true. She needed to do this. Joyce opened the front door and ran into the cold night air towards the warehouse that Spike was going to. "Dad…I'm coming."
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Anya looked around the home she had just appeared in. She was in a long hall with doors lining the walls. Anya walked along looking for Willow or Tara. Where were they anyways?
Anya gasped as she was pushed back against the wall and a sword was put a hair's width from her neck.
"Oops. Sorry Anya."
Anya rubbed her neck as Willow lowered the sword. "We know there's a big baddy in town so we are on high alert." She said cheerfully. Anya nodded. "Listen. Spike's back." Willow dropped the sword. "Spike? He's back?" she asked. "Yes he's back. He has no memory of the past 12 years and I need you and Tara to do a spell to give him those memories back." Anya answered.
Tara walked out into the hall and smiled as she saw Anya. "Hey. WE can do any spell. No worries Anya." Anya shook her head. "You need me for this spell. He turned himself back to spike so that he could have revenge for Anne. So you have to have a vengeance demon during the spell."
Tara nodded and took Willow's hand. "Okay then. Let's go."
Anya followed the Wicca's into a large round room where moonlight bathed the floor from the glass ceiling. Anya looked back down to the center of the room where there were 12 pillows set in a circle around a small ceremonial fire plate. Tara smiled meekly. "This is where we do all our spells."
Willow nodded and sat down on one of the plush crimson pillows. Anya and Tara sat down as willow chanted softly. Willow opened her eyes and a fire flashed up hiding her face. The women held hands as the fire flared up higher and brighter until it was a blinding white inferno reaching the top of the room.
Anya closed her eyes as the heat flowed around her. She could barely hear Willow over the roar of the fire. Anya opened her eyes in time to see the fire burn out into two figures. The figures flashed brightly and then flared out back into the licking flames.
Anya flinched as she heard an ear-piercing scream.
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Spike walked past the crates that were arranged in long rows around the warehouse. The darkness made the long paths seem dangerous and woeful. Spike stopped as he heard a crate creak from weight being put on.
Spike leapt up onto one of the rows and looked cautiously around. No one was there. Spike shook his head and stalked towards the door.
He could feel Darla and Drusilla's presence just inside and he jumped up and onto an open window ledge.
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Joyce walked along the crates watching her father. The wood creaked loudly as she stepped down onto it. Joyce gasped and saw her father stop and turn to look. Joyce frantically pulled herself up onto a nearby tree branch.
Joyce held her breath as Spike leapt up onto the crates and looked for the stalker. She sighed in relief as he walked off and leapt up onto an open window ledge. How in the heck was she going to get in there?
Joyce stared in awe as spike disappeared into the building and out of her sight. How had he jumped up there? 'Oh vampire powers.' She added to herself
Joyce slid down from the tree branch and softly snuck over to the window where she saw two women standing beside Anne who was tied to a chair. "Mom…" Joyce whimpered.
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TBC
PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!!!!
Author: Lady fire heart
Disclaimer: This belongs to the almighty god Joss. I wish I had created it. But I didn't. Another one of those things I was too stupid to create. I am just one of the shows adoring floozies.
Thanks to:
RoseAnn for the beginning.
and all my e friends for reading.
And all my in town friends for making me laugh.
Also a big thanks to Mrs. Jane Grady. You introduced me to books and writing. I think you will always be the best teacher I had.
I am going short on the thanks now. My beta reader complained a lot about it saying it was longer than some of my chapters.
BTW thank you Michelle Gates (my beta reader person lol) for reading and complaining so I can strive to be better.
IF YOU WANT TO BE ON THE MAILING LIST WHICH ALERTS YOU WHEN I ADD A CHAPTER PLEASE WRITE ME AT Madison@fastchart.com.
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Anya turned and looked out the open window. "Dam why didn't I stay beside him?" she whispered softly. Joyce watched nervously along side Michael. What was going to happen to her parents?
Anya slammed the shutters closed and sighed angrily. "Damn Vampires." She muttered. Joyce took a deep breath. "They're going to be okay. Right?" she asked. Anya looked back at her nervously. "Sure. But just in case…I am going to go get Willow and Tara to help." Anya raised hers arms to leave but stopped quickly and looked back at Joyce and Michael. "You two stay here in the house and do not leave do you understand?"
Joyce and Michael nodded and took a step back as Anya changed into a misty form and flew from the room. Michael slid down to the floor and shivered. "I told you your dad was creepy."
Joyce ran her hands through her hair while she stared at the floor. What had rack said? He had said something about her parents would return and she would fight along side them. Joyce wiped a tear away and picked up her jacket. "I'm going out." She said fiercely. Michael grabbed her quickly by the wrist and she turned to look at him. "Joyce she told us to stay here." He whispered. Joyce pulled her wrist from him and glared. "I have to go."
Michael reached for her again but Joyce pushed him back. "Michael I have too. Please just stay here."
"But Joyce…"
"JUST STAY HERE!" she shouted.
Michael blushed and sat back down. "Fine." He whispered angrily. Joyce sighed sadly and moved towards him but he looked away. "Go. Don't come crying to me when you get your ass kicked." He said coldly. Joyce stared angrily and ran from the room and down the stairs. She was going to help her parents. Michael didn't think that and no one else did either. But everything Rack said had come true. She needed to do this. Joyce opened the front door and ran into the cold night air towards the warehouse that Spike was going to. "Dad…I'm coming."
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Anya looked around the home she had just appeared in. She was in a long hall with doors lining the walls. Anya walked along looking for Willow or Tara. Where were they anyways?
Anya gasped as she was pushed back against the wall and a sword was put a hair's width from her neck.
"Oops. Sorry Anya."
Anya rubbed her neck as Willow lowered the sword. "We know there's a big baddy in town so we are on high alert." She said cheerfully. Anya nodded. "Listen. Spike's back." Willow dropped the sword. "Spike? He's back?" she asked. "Yes he's back. He has no memory of the past 12 years and I need you and Tara to do a spell to give him those memories back." Anya answered.
Tara walked out into the hall and smiled as she saw Anya. "Hey. WE can do any spell. No worries Anya." Anya shook her head. "You need me for this spell. He turned himself back to spike so that he could have revenge for Anne. So you have to have a vengeance demon during the spell."
Tara nodded and took Willow's hand. "Okay then. Let's go."
Anya followed the Wicca's into a large round room where moonlight bathed the floor from the glass ceiling. Anya looked back down to the center of the room where there were 12 pillows set in a circle around a small ceremonial fire plate. Tara smiled meekly. "This is where we do all our spells."
Willow nodded and sat down on one of the plush crimson pillows. Anya and Tara sat down as willow chanted softly. Willow opened her eyes and a fire flashed up hiding her face. The women held hands as the fire flared up higher and brighter until it was a blinding white inferno reaching the top of the room.
Anya closed her eyes as the heat flowed around her. She could barely hear Willow over the roar of the fire. Anya opened her eyes in time to see the fire burn out into two figures. The figures flashed brightly and then flared out back into the licking flames.
Anya flinched as she heard an ear-piercing scream.
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Spike walked past the crates that were arranged in long rows around the warehouse. The darkness made the long paths seem dangerous and woeful. Spike stopped as he heard a crate creak from weight being put on.
Spike leapt up onto one of the rows and looked cautiously around. No one was there. Spike shook his head and stalked towards the door.
He could feel Darla and Drusilla's presence just inside and he jumped up and onto an open window ledge.
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Joyce walked along the crates watching her father. The wood creaked loudly as she stepped down onto it. Joyce gasped and saw her father stop and turn to look. Joyce frantically pulled herself up onto a nearby tree branch.
Joyce held her breath as Spike leapt up onto the crates and looked for the stalker. She sighed in relief as he walked off and leapt up onto an open window ledge. How in the heck was she going to get in there?
Joyce stared in awe as spike disappeared into the building and out of her sight. How had he jumped up there? 'Oh vampire powers.' She added to herself
Joyce slid down from the tree branch and softly snuck over to the window where she saw two women standing beside Anne who was tied to a chair. "Mom…" Joyce whimpered.
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TBC
PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!!!!