AN: As I said before, these first few chapters are just background. Actual
story is coming soon. PLEASE R&R!
Disclaimer: Mostly not mine!
Ch.2
"Pet? Are you there?" Spike called into the darkness of the crypt.
"I keep telling you not to call me that."
"Sorry p- I mean Willow."
"Have you got me anything?"
Willow comes into view. Her hair is a bright orangey-red, and flows down a little past her shoulders.
"Yeah. Here."
He passes her a small foam cup. She just holds it.
"What have been doing?" asked Spike.
"I've been working on that tracker. A few more days and I might get it working."
Spike sighed. "You know what I think about this. Buffy could be on the other side of the world."
Silence.
"She could be dead."
"But… But she might not be. There's always a chance that…"
"WILLOW! IT'S BEEN 14 BLOODY YEARS! You'd think if she wanted to come back, she might have by now."
"But, maybe there's something stopping her. Maybe what she did… she might think we don't want her to come back. Please Spike."
"OK. Kiss me.
They kiss passionately for a few seconds, then break apart.
"Come on now Willow. Drink it."
She picked up the cup and drained it, keeping her face hidden.
"Willow…"
She turned, her face grotesquely disfigured. The face of a vampire.
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Disclaimer: Mostly not mine!
Ch.2
"Pet? Are you there?" Spike called into the darkness of the crypt.
"I keep telling you not to call me that."
"Sorry p- I mean Willow."
"Have you got me anything?"
Willow comes into view. Her hair is a bright orangey-red, and flows down a little past her shoulders.
"Yeah. Here."
He passes her a small foam cup. She just holds it.
"What have been doing?" asked Spike.
"I've been working on that tracker. A few more days and I might get it working."
Spike sighed. "You know what I think about this. Buffy could be on the other side of the world."
Silence.
"She could be dead."
"But… But she might not be. There's always a chance that…"
"WILLOW! IT'S BEEN 14 BLOODY YEARS! You'd think if she wanted to come back, she might have by now."
"But, maybe there's something stopping her. Maybe what she did… she might think we don't want her to come back. Please Spike."
"OK. Kiss me.
They kiss passionately for a few seconds, then break apart.
"Come on now Willow. Drink it."
She picked up the cup and drained it, keeping her face hidden.
"Willow…"
She turned, her face grotesquely disfigured. The face of a vampire.
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