Okay I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is I'm going back in the timeline and writing for Tomorrow and Connor again. The bad news is this is the end of Anne and I'm not sure I'm going to write anymore of her. Oh and I've been writing songfics again. My Faith one, 'Face the Slayer', is really good and 'Disappearing Boyfriend' made Shadowfax laugh.
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"Hey Vincent!" Anne smiled. "I bet you never thought we'd find you."
After a night of recon, Anne and Spike had found Vincent's hideout. But so as not to underestimate him, they had waited until dawn to attack.
"Annie, I still don't know how Tomorrow could put this lotion on everyday."
"Well it was a matter of that or becoming dust on the set."
"It's just so unbearable."
"Well after a while I think mom and dad got used to it. They never complained about it in front of me. Now can we please just dust this guy? Peter said he was going to call me and Jess was talking about a Bronze trip tonight."
"It's a school night."
"Yeah and mom stayed home on school nights. You'll have to do better than that."
"Fine go have fun, but be safe."
"Aren't I always?" Anne smiled as her crossbow broke the blacken window showering the whole room in light.
"Nicely done, you know I kind of like this no burning in sunlight thing. Maybe I should try Willow's lotion more often," Spike smiled stepping over Vincent's ashes.
"Really?"
"Yeah then maybe we could do some normal grandfather/granddaughter things during the day."
"I'd like that."
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When they got home, Anne checked her two answering machine messages.
"Hey Anne," Violet's voice came over the phone. "Just wanted to remind you of the Bronzing tonight and to let you know that the peace dinner went great. Not dad-moving-back-in great, but I'm taking it one step at a time. Call me."
"Well baby since you're not picking up the phone you must be out." Peter's voice smiled. "I'll catch you tonight at the Bronze. Love you."
"Love you," Spike repeated standing behind her. "I know, 'don't do the whole protective thing,' but I would really like to meet this guy, again, when he is conscious."
"Of course you can meet him, after all, the two most important guys in my life should get along." Anne smiled as she hugged her grandfather. "Now I really have to get ready for the Bronze."
"Nothing to short or revealing."
"Grandpa," Anne warned.
Spike smiled. Things were definitely different with Annie around. Somehow, when she was here things seemed better, less lonely, and he had her for the rest of her life. "Annie, you are not wearing that." It just depended on how long she was going to live.
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"Hey Vincent!" Anne smiled. "I bet you never thought we'd find you."
After a night of recon, Anne and Spike had found Vincent's hideout. But so as not to underestimate him, they had waited until dawn to attack.
"Annie, I still don't know how Tomorrow could put this lotion on everyday."
"Well it was a matter of that or becoming dust on the set."
"It's just so unbearable."
"Well after a while I think mom and dad got used to it. They never complained about it in front of me. Now can we please just dust this guy? Peter said he was going to call me and Jess was talking about a Bronze trip tonight."
"It's a school night."
"Yeah and mom stayed home on school nights. You'll have to do better than that."
"Fine go have fun, but be safe."
"Aren't I always?" Anne smiled as her crossbow broke the blacken window showering the whole room in light.
"Nicely done, you know I kind of like this no burning in sunlight thing. Maybe I should try Willow's lotion more often," Spike smiled stepping over Vincent's ashes.
"Really?"
"Yeah then maybe we could do some normal grandfather/granddaughter things during the day."
"I'd like that."
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When they got home, Anne checked her two answering machine messages.
"Hey Anne," Violet's voice came over the phone. "Just wanted to remind you of the Bronzing tonight and to let you know that the peace dinner went great. Not dad-moving-back-in great, but I'm taking it one step at a time. Call me."
"Well baby since you're not picking up the phone you must be out." Peter's voice smiled. "I'll catch you tonight at the Bronze. Love you."
"Love you," Spike repeated standing behind her. "I know, 'don't do the whole protective thing,' but I would really like to meet this guy, again, when he is conscious."
"Of course you can meet him, after all, the two most important guys in my life should get along." Anne smiled as she hugged her grandfather. "Now I really have to get ready for the Bronze."
"Nothing to short or revealing."
"Grandpa," Anne warned.
Spike smiled. Things were definitely different with Annie around. Somehow, when she was here things seemed better, less lonely, and he had her for the rest of her life. "Annie, you are not wearing that." It just depended on how long she was going to live.
