Title: The Promised One(until I come up with a better one)
Author: ElvenNight
Summary: It's getting close to the anniversary of Doyle's death. Cordelia gets a vision of a woman in Sunnydale, so Angel, Wesley, and Cordy go on a little trip. When they get to Sunnydale, they find that the woman is tied to Spike and Angels pasts. And a prophecy about a battle involving Doyle gets everyone confused. Also, an old enemy of Spike and Angel returns...
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize from Angel and Buffy. They belong to Joss Wheden and David Greenwalt. Don't sue. You wouldn't get much anyway....
Authors Note: Okay, here's the next part. Ummm... I don't know if I'm going to make couples in this story. I'm not very good at writing romance. I'll think about it. Also, Tara and Willow never had a fight about Magick and Willow never started to abuse it. I wrote this before that happened.
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11pm that night...
Angel parked his car by the Magic Box and got out. They had finally arrived in Sunnydale and the whole Scooby Gang was waiting for them at the Magic Box.
"It's been a while since I've seen everyone," Cordelia said, stepping up to the door.
"Yes, it has," Wesley agreed. He wondered how much everyone had changed.
"Well, here goes..." Angel looked to his two friends, then pushed open the door. He Cordelia, and Wesley walked in.
Everyone was seated at the table, talking. Their conversation stopped and they all looked up when the Fang Gang entered.
"Hey guys, join the party," Willow said. She was a bit nervous, especially about Angel.
Angel and crew walked over to the table where Xander, Anya, Dawn, Giles, Buffy, Willow, and Tara were seated. Everyone said hello and introductions were made where needed. The Fang Gang then sat in the empty seats.
"So, Cordelia. Why don't you explain the vision you had," Giles suggested. "From what I gather, it could be important." Everyone stopped talking, and looked to Cordelia.
"Okay," she agreed. "Well, there was a woman in a cemetery. She was about 25, 26 years old. She-" Cordy stopped talking as the door to the Magick Box opened and Spike walked in, carrying- a box of donuts?
He smiled. "Hello Scoobies! I got something that should never be forgotten at an all important Scooby meeting- donuts!"
"Hello, Spike." Buffy rolled her eyes at the vampire. The others said their own version of greetings to the chipped vampire. All except Wesley, Cordelia, and Angel, whose jaws were on the floor, staring in complete shock.
"I hope you remembered my Boston Creme, Evil Dead," Xander told him.
Spike scowled. "Yes, I have your bloody Boston Creme. And I thought I told you not to call me that." He growled a bit. Xander just raised his eyebrow.
"Spike!" Dawn got up and hugged him. "I'm so glad you could make it! You know, you're like a brother to me. I love you so mu-"
"Yes, I have your raspberry donut, too, Nibblet," Spike interrupted. He looked slightly hurt. Dawn gave him a small kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks Spike!" She walked back over to the table and put the box on the table where everyone preceded to dig in. Spike walked over to the table too. He grabbed a bavarian creme donut just as Buffy reached for it. She glared at him, but took another one.
"Am I missing something here? 'Cause to me it looks like that's Spike Dawn just hugged," Angel said, confusion written all over his face.
Spike smiled wide. "Peaches!" he exclaimed, sitting next to Dawn and taking a bite of his donut. "Oow've uuu 'een?"
"Spike, do swallow before you talk," Giles told him, slightly amused. He took a bite of a glazed donut.
Spike swallowed and mock- saluted Giles. "Right-o! So, how've you been, Peaches?"
Angel, Cordelia, and Wesley just stared. Wesley cleared his throat, then shot a look to Buffy. "Care to explain?"
Buffy frowned. "I never told you? I could've sworn I told you. Spike's on our side now."
Angel and crew looked skeptical. "I remember you mentioning something about Spike helping you fight Glory in your call after you- got back, but I just thought he was doing it for money. Not out of the non-existent goodness of his heart!" Angel scowled. Spike returned his scowl.
"Yes, well- why would he change sides is what we're wondering here," Wesley said.
"He got captured by these government ya-yas, who put a chip in his head, blah blah blah, can't hurt humans, blah blah blah, fell in love with Buffy, blah blah blah," Xander said, polishing off his Boston Creme.
Angel turned to Willow. "In understandable English please?" He didn't seem to notice the last thing Xander said. Buffy breathed a sigh of relief. She sooooo did not want to deal with that now.
"Well, it's like this. You remember Riley?" Willow asked. Angel narrowed his eyes and growled. "Okay, I'll take that as a yes." She continued. "He's part of a group called the Initiative. They work for the government. They captured demons and did experiments on them. That's what they did to Spike." Angel shot an unreadable look at his Childe. Spike looked away.
Tara took over the story. "They put a microchip in his head. Now he can't hurt any human being without a splitting migrane. The chip sends an electrical impulse through his brain when he hurts a human, even if it's for a good cause."
"Basically, he's neutered," Anya stated with her usual bluntness.
Spike growled. "You're one to talk," he shot back. Anya stuck her tounge out at him.
"Facinating," Wesley said. Spike frowned and was about to give Wesley a piece of his mind when Giles interrupted.
"Yes, yes. All well and good. But shouldn't we be more focused on Cordelia's vision?"
"Right," Buffy agreed. She turned to Cordy. "You were saying?"
Cordy shot a distrustful look at Spike before continuing. "Well, I saw a woman of about 25 years old. She was at the cemetary closest to here. She was just standing there, not doing anything at all. The time was around, 11:45."
"So, what'd she look like?" Dawn asked.
"She had long, black hair with dark blue highlights. Ummmm... I think her eyes were green or blue, I'm not sure. They seemed to change when you looked at them from different angles. She had pale skin, and she was wearing gray kapris and a black tank top.
"Oh my God," Spike and Angel said at the exact same time.
"What?" Buffy asked. "Do you know her?"
"Maybe," Spike replied. "Depends."
"Did you get a name Cordy," Angel asked her.
She shook her head. "No."
"Who do you think she is?" Willow asked.
"My sister," Spike said. Silence.
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