DC: I don't own anything but Lyn Black and possibly this current plot.
"I don't get it, Lyn. I actually wanted to kill that girl. I wasn't hungry, so I actually killed her!" I said, pacing around the crypt.
"Spike, are you sure there's nothing wrong with you?" Lyn asked.
"You mean, besides being dead for the past two hundred years? Never felt better," I told her.
"I mean, really," Lyn stepped forward and put her hand on my shoulder. As suddenly as she did it, she jumped away.
"You're warm!"
***********
"Here they are," Giles mumbled, taking an old tattered journal out of his filing cabinet.
" 'The Watcher's Diary of Desmond McTierney, Watcher to Lauren Michaels, 1704-1706. Wow Giles, you really weren't kidding when you said Slayers don't live long," Xander read.
"Desmond McTierney had three Slayers that he trained. He was down for a fourth, but the vampire that killed this Lauren Michaels, killed him. He was Sired, and wasn't slain until 1905," Giles added. "And here's another that mentions it."
" 'The Watcher's Diary of Thomas Harris, Watcher to Elizabeth Haliwell, 1703-1706. I'm seeing a pattern here? And not only with the dates?"
"Here's another for 1704-1706, and I believe he's a distant ancestor," Giles said, handing Xander another.
"All of these Slayers and Watchers died during the Malrisa Cove incident, if I'm not mistaken. I think there's one more..." he trailed.
"They called in four Slayers to one little town?" Xander asked.
"Every inhabitant died from vampires. The council scoured the town for days to make sure all of the vampires were dusted, but they never found any in the end. Oh, here it is," Giles pulled out a very thin journal. "Pity, this one just finished her training and was sent on her first assignment."
"If it's so short, do you think we should show it to Buffy?" Xander wondered aloud.
"Perhaps you're right. She is known to be very temperamental to the subject. But don't you think we should read it first? Even if Buffy won't, it'll probably say something."
"Go ahead," Xander agreed.
"It's all of the normal Watcher things: training excercises, slaying and what nots," Giles was silent for a moment, scanning the short pages.
"Here's the Malrisa Cove incident. 'Caroline was sent to Malrisa Cove today. I am to follow tonight. There has been a mass amount of casualties from the town's known vampires and she was sent along with three other Slayers by the council: Lauren Michaels, Elizabeth Haliwell, and Callette Janson. I do believe they did not give us enough time for her to train, but the council reigns supreme.' Now he's talking about the traveling to the Cove. 'Caroline is adjusting to her new environment well. She has befriended her fellow Slayer Lauren Michaels, and has found a small nest of vampires outside of the sleepy town. The cause of the vampire's uprising is yet to be known, but I assume it will be found in several days time.' His writing ends here."
"But what's that?" Xander asked, turning the page and taking the book.
"My Watcher, Alexander DeWitt, was killed in the massive uprising of the Malrisa Cove vampires. His memory will live on, but I too will be one to join the deaths of this tiny town. I noticed something in a vampire today, and I hope it may come of some assistance to the council on this matter. The Malrisa Cove vampires are no longer among the Undead, due to a Wiccan coven creating spells in the area. The spell in question 'flicasa marisa', seems to have created a new enlightenment in these vampires lives. Not only does the spell ignite fires and candles as intended, vampires who walk in the vicinity of the spell develop similar tendancies. It is if there is something flickering in their very hearts, igniting their souls. With this flicker, they come alive as they once were before their Siring. The question of dealing with these vampires is not of that; it is of dealing with humans with defunct souls, not of slaying vampires."
"This clears up a lot of things," Giles said, cleaning his glasses. "We ought to show Buffy this one now."
***********
"Buffy, we've figured it out!" Giles announced, storming into the Summers home.
"Figured out exactly... what?" she said, sarcastically.
"This is not a time for joking, Buffy. The Spike problem, of course. You see, we were planning on leaving this one home, but decided to read it before we left, just in case. Spike is no longer a vampire! He has joined the living, but with a price: the soul he received isn't a good one, so to speak. He is alive, but his morality was not spared!"
"So I'm dealing with William, not Spike. Gee, and I thought his homicidal tendancies only came on as a vamp..." Buffy trailed.
"This is something I've never trained you for, Buffy, and I never expected I'd have to."
"How are we going to fix the problem this time?" she asked.
"He needs to be re-Sired by someone in his direct line, but I don't know how much you want to bring Drucilla back into town-"
"Angel. Spike's decended by Drucilla, decended from Angelus. My guess is that Angel is as close to Angelus as we're going to get," Willow said, joining the conversation.
"I'll call Angel and see if he can come out tonight or tomorrow. If he can't come tonight, I'll bring Spike over here and we'll lock him up somehow. Willow, do you have any of Oz's chains or anything like that?" Buffy asked.
"No, but I think we could lock him up at Willy's. Would that help? Tara and I'll go ahead and tell him, while you get him there. That's the only place that'll hold him without asking too many questions. Besides, if he's human, we can anyways."
"Okay, just let me call Angel. I'll see you at Willy's in the morning. Knowing Spike, it'll take awhile for him to come with me."
***********
"Giles, Angel's going to be at Willy's tonight. I'm going to get Spike, okay?"
"I'll take Dawn out for your routine slaying, if that's okay," he said.
"Fine, but stay away from Restfield, okay? I don't want you guys in Spike's line of fire."
An hour later, Buffy was at the cemetary, starting to go inside Spike's crypt.
"Spike?" she called out loud.
"You know Spike?" a soft spoken voice asked from the corner.
"And you would be...?"
"Lyn... Lyn Black. I'm a friend of Spike's from England. And you?" the tall blonde asked, stepping out of the shadows to reveal herself.
"Buffy, his girlfriend."
"Oh, Spike told me about you-"
"How could you be friends with Spike?" Buffy enquired.
"We were friends before he was Sired. He thought that Drucilla would act the same that Angelus did to her, so he wanted at least one of his friends around. Don't worry, I'm harmless."
"Harmless how, may I ask?" Buffy wondered.
"I was captured by a band of gypsies about a year after my Siring and they Bound my soul. They were going to do it to Spike, but he escaped. Convinced them that I was safe enough to let go, and they did."
"You're saying exactly what?" Buffy asked.
"If I wanted to, I could shag all I wanted and still have my soul. Is that enough information?"
"Fine. I just need to know where I could find Spike," Buffy said.
"Spike's out. Ever since I came to visit, he's been really weird, leaving me alone here in his crypt while he goes out."
"Define 'weird'."
"He's got the same mannerisms he used to have before his Siring. He's warm now-I felt it. It's not customary for one of us to be warm, you know," Lyn said, shaking her head.
"Well, I need to find him before he kills someone else. Did he tell you anything?"
"I can show you, but I can't tell you. It's really hard to explain."
"I don't get it, Lyn. I actually wanted to kill that girl. I wasn't hungry, so I actually killed her!" I said, pacing around the crypt.
"Spike, are you sure there's nothing wrong with you?" Lyn asked.
"You mean, besides being dead for the past two hundred years? Never felt better," I told her.
"I mean, really," Lyn stepped forward and put her hand on my shoulder. As suddenly as she did it, she jumped away.
"You're warm!"
***********
"Here they are," Giles mumbled, taking an old tattered journal out of his filing cabinet.
" 'The Watcher's Diary of Desmond McTierney, Watcher to Lauren Michaels, 1704-1706. Wow Giles, you really weren't kidding when you said Slayers don't live long," Xander read.
"Desmond McTierney had three Slayers that he trained. He was down for a fourth, but the vampire that killed this Lauren Michaels, killed him. He was Sired, and wasn't slain until 1905," Giles added. "And here's another that mentions it."
" 'The Watcher's Diary of Thomas Harris, Watcher to Elizabeth Haliwell, 1703-1706. I'm seeing a pattern here? And not only with the dates?"
"Here's another for 1704-1706, and I believe he's a distant ancestor," Giles said, handing Xander another.
"All of these Slayers and Watchers died during the Malrisa Cove incident, if I'm not mistaken. I think there's one more..." he trailed.
"They called in four Slayers to one little town?" Xander asked.
"Every inhabitant died from vampires. The council scoured the town for days to make sure all of the vampires were dusted, but they never found any in the end. Oh, here it is," Giles pulled out a very thin journal. "Pity, this one just finished her training and was sent on her first assignment."
"If it's so short, do you think we should show it to Buffy?" Xander wondered aloud.
"Perhaps you're right. She is known to be very temperamental to the subject. But don't you think we should read it first? Even if Buffy won't, it'll probably say something."
"Go ahead," Xander agreed.
"It's all of the normal Watcher things: training excercises, slaying and what nots," Giles was silent for a moment, scanning the short pages.
"Here's the Malrisa Cove incident. 'Caroline was sent to Malrisa Cove today. I am to follow tonight. There has been a mass amount of casualties from the town's known vampires and she was sent along with three other Slayers by the council: Lauren Michaels, Elizabeth Haliwell, and Callette Janson. I do believe they did not give us enough time for her to train, but the council reigns supreme.' Now he's talking about the traveling to the Cove. 'Caroline is adjusting to her new environment well. She has befriended her fellow Slayer Lauren Michaels, and has found a small nest of vampires outside of the sleepy town. The cause of the vampire's uprising is yet to be known, but I assume it will be found in several days time.' His writing ends here."
"But what's that?" Xander asked, turning the page and taking the book.
"My Watcher, Alexander DeWitt, was killed in the massive uprising of the Malrisa Cove vampires. His memory will live on, but I too will be one to join the deaths of this tiny town. I noticed something in a vampire today, and I hope it may come of some assistance to the council on this matter. The Malrisa Cove vampires are no longer among the Undead, due to a Wiccan coven creating spells in the area. The spell in question 'flicasa marisa', seems to have created a new enlightenment in these vampires lives. Not only does the spell ignite fires and candles as intended, vampires who walk in the vicinity of the spell develop similar tendancies. It is if there is something flickering in their very hearts, igniting their souls. With this flicker, they come alive as they once were before their Siring. The question of dealing with these vampires is not of that; it is of dealing with humans with defunct souls, not of slaying vampires."
"This clears up a lot of things," Giles said, cleaning his glasses. "We ought to show Buffy this one now."
***********
"Buffy, we've figured it out!" Giles announced, storming into the Summers home.
"Figured out exactly... what?" she said, sarcastically.
"This is not a time for joking, Buffy. The Spike problem, of course. You see, we were planning on leaving this one home, but decided to read it before we left, just in case. Spike is no longer a vampire! He has joined the living, but with a price: the soul he received isn't a good one, so to speak. He is alive, but his morality was not spared!"
"So I'm dealing with William, not Spike. Gee, and I thought his homicidal tendancies only came on as a vamp..." Buffy trailed.
"This is something I've never trained you for, Buffy, and I never expected I'd have to."
"How are we going to fix the problem this time?" she asked.
"He needs to be re-Sired by someone in his direct line, but I don't know how much you want to bring Drucilla back into town-"
"Angel. Spike's decended by Drucilla, decended from Angelus. My guess is that Angel is as close to Angelus as we're going to get," Willow said, joining the conversation.
"I'll call Angel and see if he can come out tonight or tomorrow. If he can't come tonight, I'll bring Spike over here and we'll lock him up somehow. Willow, do you have any of Oz's chains or anything like that?" Buffy asked.
"No, but I think we could lock him up at Willy's. Would that help? Tara and I'll go ahead and tell him, while you get him there. That's the only place that'll hold him without asking too many questions. Besides, if he's human, we can anyways."
"Okay, just let me call Angel. I'll see you at Willy's in the morning. Knowing Spike, it'll take awhile for him to come with me."
***********
"Giles, Angel's going to be at Willy's tonight. I'm going to get Spike, okay?"
"I'll take Dawn out for your routine slaying, if that's okay," he said.
"Fine, but stay away from Restfield, okay? I don't want you guys in Spike's line of fire."
An hour later, Buffy was at the cemetary, starting to go inside Spike's crypt.
"Spike?" she called out loud.
"You know Spike?" a soft spoken voice asked from the corner.
"And you would be...?"
"Lyn... Lyn Black. I'm a friend of Spike's from England. And you?" the tall blonde asked, stepping out of the shadows to reveal herself.
"Buffy, his girlfriend."
"Oh, Spike told me about you-"
"How could you be friends with Spike?" Buffy enquired.
"We were friends before he was Sired. He thought that Drucilla would act the same that Angelus did to her, so he wanted at least one of his friends around. Don't worry, I'm harmless."
"Harmless how, may I ask?" Buffy wondered.
"I was captured by a band of gypsies about a year after my Siring and they Bound my soul. They were going to do it to Spike, but he escaped. Convinced them that I was safe enough to let go, and they did."
"You're saying exactly what?" Buffy asked.
"If I wanted to, I could shag all I wanted and still have my soul. Is that enough information?"
"Fine. I just need to know where I could find Spike," Buffy said.
"Spike's out. Ever since I came to visit, he's been really weird, leaving me alone here in his crypt while he goes out."
"Define 'weird'."
"He's got the same mannerisms he used to have before his Siring. He's warm now-I felt it. It's not customary for one of us to be warm, you know," Lyn said, shaking her head.
"Well, I need to find him before he kills someone else. Did he tell you anything?"
"I can show you, but I can't tell you. It's really hard to explain."