Hope, Charity, & Honor By: Maura
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel the Series, et al is sole ownership of Joss [god] and Mutant Enemy [disciples]
A/N: Yippee my story finally has some fun action and Spuffiness in it. Take a peak! Plus a review away keeps the cranky author away.!
Wednesday, October 26 10:17 am
"Holy shit! Bleedin' hell! What the fuck, how long did-?" Spike threw himself into the air and began pacing back and forth spurting questions and curses. Dawn backed away a little, weird stuff only happens to us doesn't it?
"Spike, I must say calm down! I am not sure what you are blabbering about, but we'll work whatever massive event just occurred out in a moment. Let's sit around the table, instead of on the carpet perhaps?" Giles regarded Spike like a child causing a scene in a public place, Spike looked at Giles in horror and then realized that everyone was staring at him a little timidly afraid he would burst out with violence against anyone at any moment. He nodded and moved over to the table and sat with his head in his hands.
Giles looked at Buffy who was almost catatonic, she moved like she was frozen and eyes stuck wide open she merely shadowed Spike's movements. What is blazing hell shook two of the strongest people I know up like this? "What in blazing hell shook the two of you up like this?" he asked unaware of any other question that could come to mind, the rest of the group continued a slow and steady journey to the table behind him.
"Seers, they-," Buffy shivered as if cold and suddenly came out of her daze. "Oh God, Giles, I'm alive!"
For a moment everyone looked at her as if she said something in an odd foreign language or grown a second head, then realized the meaning of what she said. Spike lifted his head from his hands at the statement and looked at Buffy, not with the suprisement as the others, but with so much love and understanding you could drown in the emotion. He pulled her into a kiss, just before it was deepened he pulled back and Buffy touched her lips in awe.
"S-Spike?" he nodded and put his head back down on the table in frustration. Jaws that had been on the floor dropped through the dirt, both were alive. "They were saying something I didn't-," she began unsure of what to make of the situation and relied on good old-fashioned reporting.
"I did, they said something about 'Light will guide you, bind you, compel you towards the light for all of eternity with which your children will protect and nurture the world,' not sure exactly what that means but- ," Spike finished Buffy's thoughts. He looked around sort of proud and a bit embarrassed to have everyone in such amazing speechlessness at the events. To stun this group into silence certainly is a feat.
"Congratulations on your reacquired humanity, it's fun right? Just kidding I know it's kind of a drag but who knows what will be different between my circumstances and yours," Anya said extending a hand to each. They shook it in an act of pleasing the talkative one, not really sure where she would continue if she were to.
"Yes, Anya is right, I think we should throw a party. Streamers, cake, maybe a little recon work on demon hunting like on Mutant X last week?" Andrew added excitedly.
"Well, we should, well. Bloody hell, I don't know what to do but say wow!" Giles admitted, ripping off his glasses and forcibly rubbing them on his shirt in failure.
"Well it's a weird feeling, I feel alive, but strong. Shouldn't I be human, or is it because I am the slayer?" Buffy asked confused on how things got this dysfunctional.
"Spike? Do you feel human-er?" Giles asked baffled by the unconventional turn the evening had taken.
"I don't-no, I don't feel different, well I do-but no," he asked suddenly interested and head up looking confused too. "Are we human then? I have-," he looked at the ceiling and pondered something then looked back satisfied, " I have a bleeding conscience, so that means yes for a soul, but I am breathing too and," he seemed to make an angry expression trying to slip into gameface, "bumpy?"
"Nope," Buffy said, he sighed and growled in frustration. "Did you just growl?"
"Yeah," his brows furrowed he noticed something familiar and different at the same time. "Aha!" he touched his teeth to his mouth and opened to show the group, fangs. "I still got these babies," Buffy smirked and tried it herself, same thing. No bumpies, but fangs present. "How is this possible watcher?"
"I don't know, honestly nothing, nothing has ever come close to comparison to an event like this. Perhaps they altered you so that you are alive and human, except fangs. According to the speech or chant the man said, you will probably be okay with sunlight and Buffy and you are capable of reproducing," he shifted a little uncomfortable it took a twist to their sex life. He looked at Buffy not really sure of what to do, she looked scared and a little happier that children, however unsuspected but an option in her future.
"Here," Xander stood up and spoke for the first time, he pulled a cross out of a drawer from the kitchen and walked over to Spike. Spike reached for it slowly and touched it, nothing happened.
"Ha!" the ex-vampire exclaimed in a sort of victory over the wood.
"We can assume that garlic, holy water, and sunlight all definitely aren't problems. Reflections are probably resumed and stakes, fire and decapitation are all ways you could die but not dust. Or who knows that maybe you would still dust? Let's test strength, to the Magic Box!" Willow finished up what everyone was thinking and was a little eager to see the new and improved Magic Box. "Wait do you still want blood?"
The two-vampire/human hybrids stood there a little taken aback from the hyperness Willow expressed, and seriously thought about the question. "Eew!" Buffy proclaimed. "Nope, sorry a little unaware of what a huge gross factor it is when your human, but no- eew!" Spike smiled and inwardly agreed with her feelings, it was like running face first into a brick wall, blood suddenly was a gross thought, strange.
Wednesday, October 26 10:39 am After arriving in the Magic Box the group sat down and waited for the couple to test their new abilities. Buffy was to start, she kicked the punching bag, semi-light for the first one and it went flying across the room.
"Um, something else is different!" she asked a little freaked by her strength. "I am suddenly reminded of what it felt like to discover this when I was fifteen!" Spike took her into his arms and soothed her fear a little until she calmed down. "Giles?"
"As I said earlier this is all a little new, nothing recorded before, ecetera. However, one can assume that by being given human powers of strength, the powers or whomever gifted you with double the normal strength. Truly remarkable!" Giles said with a twinkle in his eye.
"Let me try," Spike said, "I want to know if I am still only one-super strong, rather double," he leered at Buffy who shoved him lightly. He didn't budge. "Fight me."
Most people would refuse, or say I love you I couldn't do that, but not this couple. Traditional relationships are damned to them. So they fought, Spike and Buffy remained as equal as they had been from the day they met, and day after which they fought equally.
"I guess this means you are both equally super-duper strong?" Dawn piped up from the corner.
"Guess so, Dawnie. Hooray for the home team right?" Buffy cheered. They all smiled and nodded. After an entire day of scrubbing the library clean for any book that remotely referred to the prophecy, the Scoobies gave up and one by one departed for home. Dawn was to leave after Willow and Giles, with Xander and Anya. That way Spike and Buffy could get an extra super patrol in before bedtime.
Wednesday, October 26 9:24 pm
After closing up the shop Xander and Anya drove Dawn home. She insisted on being okay alone, but Xander didn't agree, he decided to order a pizza for them since they only had a few snacks for a lunch and dinner. He was going back out to get a movie, which would get their minds off the crazy events of earlier today. After a half an hour, Dawn had retreated to her room to change into more suitable or loungable clothes. She shut her light off and walked into the hallway, she shut the door behind her and found the house darkened, good idea, leave every light off tonight, but when you have a house full of people you know could defend you leave them all on. She mentally continued scolding herself when she felt something was wrong, she had a weird sense of contrast since this morning after the spell. All she knew now though, was that she was not alone and something was coming toward her in the pitch darkness. She opened her mouth to ask who was there when she heard the floorboard creak. Oh god a robber! It was almost silly that someone who fought demons daily was afraid of a human, but she was gosh darnit!
Like Buffy taught me, her mind repeated lessons of Buffy's self defense courses, come on think, think! She heard another creak and went into full on instincts, she dove out and hit the air as hard as she could, her fist connected with flesh. Her attacker went flying backward. She took the opportunity to run backward a few feet and flick the light switch. Xander lay lying on the floor seven or eight feet away. Oops!
"Want to tell me why you hit me a billion feet away and more so why it didn't even hurt?" he asked with a puzzled look, only to be returned with one similar from Dawn. One word came to mind in both of their heads: Buffy.
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel the Series, et al is sole ownership of Joss [god] and Mutant Enemy [disciples]
A/N: Yippee my story finally has some fun action and Spuffiness in it. Take a peak! Plus a review away keeps the cranky author away.!
Wednesday, October 26 10:17 am
"Holy shit! Bleedin' hell! What the fuck, how long did-?" Spike threw himself into the air and began pacing back and forth spurting questions and curses. Dawn backed away a little, weird stuff only happens to us doesn't it?
"Spike, I must say calm down! I am not sure what you are blabbering about, but we'll work whatever massive event just occurred out in a moment. Let's sit around the table, instead of on the carpet perhaps?" Giles regarded Spike like a child causing a scene in a public place, Spike looked at Giles in horror and then realized that everyone was staring at him a little timidly afraid he would burst out with violence against anyone at any moment. He nodded and moved over to the table and sat with his head in his hands.
Giles looked at Buffy who was almost catatonic, she moved like she was frozen and eyes stuck wide open she merely shadowed Spike's movements. What is blazing hell shook two of the strongest people I know up like this? "What in blazing hell shook the two of you up like this?" he asked unaware of any other question that could come to mind, the rest of the group continued a slow and steady journey to the table behind him.
"Seers, they-," Buffy shivered as if cold and suddenly came out of her daze. "Oh God, Giles, I'm alive!"
For a moment everyone looked at her as if she said something in an odd foreign language or grown a second head, then realized the meaning of what she said. Spike lifted his head from his hands at the statement and looked at Buffy, not with the suprisement as the others, but with so much love and understanding you could drown in the emotion. He pulled her into a kiss, just before it was deepened he pulled back and Buffy touched her lips in awe.
"S-Spike?" he nodded and put his head back down on the table in frustration. Jaws that had been on the floor dropped through the dirt, both were alive. "They were saying something I didn't-," she began unsure of what to make of the situation and relied on good old-fashioned reporting.
"I did, they said something about 'Light will guide you, bind you, compel you towards the light for all of eternity with which your children will protect and nurture the world,' not sure exactly what that means but- ," Spike finished Buffy's thoughts. He looked around sort of proud and a bit embarrassed to have everyone in such amazing speechlessness at the events. To stun this group into silence certainly is a feat.
"Congratulations on your reacquired humanity, it's fun right? Just kidding I know it's kind of a drag but who knows what will be different between my circumstances and yours," Anya said extending a hand to each. They shook it in an act of pleasing the talkative one, not really sure where she would continue if she were to.
"Yes, Anya is right, I think we should throw a party. Streamers, cake, maybe a little recon work on demon hunting like on Mutant X last week?" Andrew added excitedly.
"Well, we should, well. Bloody hell, I don't know what to do but say wow!" Giles admitted, ripping off his glasses and forcibly rubbing them on his shirt in failure.
"Well it's a weird feeling, I feel alive, but strong. Shouldn't I be human, or is it because I am the slayer?" Buffy asked confused on how things got this dysfunctional.
"Spike? Do you feel human-er?" Giles asked baffled by the unconventional turn the evening had taken.
"I don't-no, I don't feel different, well I do-but no," he asked suddenly interested and head up looking confused too. "Are we human then? I have-," he looked at the ceiling and pondered something then looked back satisfied, " I have a bleeding conscience, so that means yes for a soul, but I am breathing too and," he seemed to make an angry expression trying to slip into gameface, "bumpy?"
"Nope," Buffy said, he sighed and growled in frustration. "Did you just growl?"
"Yeah," his brows furrowed he noticed something familiar and different at the same time. "Aha!" he touched his teeth to his mouth and opened to show the group, fangs. "I still got these babies," Buffy smirked and tried it herself, same thing. No bumpies, but fangs present. "How is this possible watcher?"
"I don't know, honestly nothing, nothing has ever come close to comparison to an event like this. Perhaps they altered you so that you are alive and human, except fangs. According to the speech or chant the man said, you will probably be okay with sunlight and Buffy and you are capable of reproducing," he shifted a little uncomfortable it took a twist to their sex life. He looked at Buffy not really sure of what to do, she looked scared and a little happier that children, however unsuspected but an option in her future.
"Here," Xander stood up and spoke for the first time, he pulled a cross out of a drawer from the kitchen and walked over to Spike. Spike reached for it slowly and touched it, nothing happened.
"Ha!" the ex-vampire exclaimed in a sort of victory over the wood.
"We can assume that garlic, holy water, and sunlight all definitely aren't problems. Reflections are probably resumed and stakes, fire and decapitation are all ways you could die but not dust. Or who knows that maybe you would still dust? Let's test strength, to the Magic Box!" Willow finished up what everyone was thinking and was a little eager to see the new and improved Magic Box. "Wait do you still want blood?"
The two-vampire/human hybrids stood there a little taken aback from the hyperness Willow expressed, and seriously thought about the question. "Eew!" Buffy proclaimed. "Nope, sorry a little unaware of what a huge gross factor it is when your human, but no- eew!" Spike smiled and inwardly agreed with her feelings, it was like running face first into a brick wall, blood suddenly was a gross thought, strange.
Wednesday, October 26 10:39 am After arriving in the Magic Box the group sat down and waited for the couple to test their new abilities. Buffy was to start, she kicked the punching bag, semi-light for the first one and it went flying across the room.
"Um, something else is different!" she asked a little freaked by her strength. "I am suddenly reminded of what it felt like to discover this when I was fifteen!" Spike took her into his arms and soothed her fear a little until she calmed down. "Giles?"
"As I said earlier this is all a little new, nothing recorded before, ecetera. However, one can assume that by being given human powers of strength, the powers or whomever gifted you with double the normal strength. Truly remarkable!" Giles said with a twinkle in his eye.
"Let me try," Spike said, "I want to know if I am still only one-super strong, rather double," he leered at Buffy who shoved him lightly. He didn't budge. "Fight me."
Most people would refuse, or say I love you I couldn't do that, but not this couple. Traditional relationships are damned to them. So they fought, Spike and Buffy remained as equal as they had been from the day they met, and day after which they fought equally.
"I guess this means you are both equally super-duper strong?" Dawn piped up from the corner.
"Guess so, Dawnie. Hooray for the home team right?" Buffy cheered. They all smiled and nodded. After an entire day of scrubbing the library clean for any book that remotely referred to the prophecy, the Scoobies gave up and one by one departed for home. Dawn was to leave after Willow and Giles, with Xander and Anya. That way Spike and Buffy could get an extra super patrol in before bedtime.
Wednesday, October 26 9:24 pm
After closing up the shop Xander and Anya drove Dawn home. She insisted on being okay alone, but Xander didn't agree, he decided to order a pizza for them since they only had a few snacks for a lunch and dinner. He was going back out to get a movie, which would get their minds off the crazy events of earlier today. After a half an hour, Dawn had retreated to her room to change into more suitable or loungable clothes. She shut her light off and walked into the hallway, she shut the door behind her and found the house darkened, good idea, leave every light off tonight, but when you have a house full of people you know could defend you leave them all on. She mentally continued scolding herself when she felt something was wrong, she had a weird sense of contrast since this morning after the spell. All she knew now though, was that she was not alone and something was coming toward her in the pitch darkness. She opened her mouth to ask who was there when she heard the floorboard creak. Oh god a robber! It was almost silly that someone who fought demons daily was afraid of a human, but she was gosh darnit!
Like Buffy taught me, her mind repeated lessons of Buffy's self defense courses, come on think, think! She heard another creak and went into full on instincts, she dove out and hit the air as hard as she could, her fist connected with flesh. Her attacker went flying backward. She took the opportunity to run backward a few feet and flick the light switch. Xander lay lying on the floor seven or eight feet away. Oops!
"Want to tell me why you hit me a billion feet away and more so why it didn't even hurt?" he asked with a puzzled look, only to be returned with one similar from Dawn. One word came to mind in both of their heads: Buffy.
