Soul Sisters?

By CHELSEA

Hi everyone...this is my second Buffy fic, so plzzzzzzzzz be nice! R+R!

Summary: The two most unlikely people are back in Sunnydale and have a big surprise for the scoobie gang. What will Buffy do when one the unlikely's tries to get Spike back into there life? Will the on/off relationship get destroyed between Spike and Buffy?

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these people...all belong to Joss Whendon...o god, is that how you spell it!

A/N: maybe a bit of a spoiler here...to do with the wedding...but read it anyway!

Chapter 1

Sisters are doing it for themselves

'Xander! We have got to start thinking of bridesmaids' dresses!' Anya whined

'Remind me...who are the bridesmaids?' Xander didn't look up from his Double Meat Palace burger.

Anya stamped her foot, before chucking her fiancé's's precious Medley Meal in the bin.

Xander's mouth dropped. He slowly looked at the angry blonde girl in front of him, and sighed.

'Ok, you got my attention! Who are the bridesmaids?'

'Well,' Anya began happily, 'there's Halfrek, you know, the vengeance demon that tried to kill you...'

Xander gulped, 'the... er... veiny one?'

Anya glared and continued, ' I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that! And Buffy and Tara of course.'

Xander frowned, 'what about Willow?'

Anya looked taken aback. 'well, I figured since Tara is coming...'

'What?' Xander glared at her. 'Willow is one of my best friends!'

'Yea, but Tara has some demon blood!' Anya shot back.

'WILLOW IS THE BEST MAN!' Xander yelled.

Anya looked shocked, and then grinned flirtatiously.

'Nooooo...YOU are the best man!' Anya giggled and held up a hand as Xander began to explain what the best man was.

Anya giggled, but soon snapped back into wedding mode.

'Anyway, what color should the bridesmaids' dresses be?' she asked again.

Xander considered.

'Well, Tara and Buffy would suit blue...but what on earth...OR in hell...would match Halfrek's bogey...I mean beautiful green skin?' he corrected himself hastily.

Anya arched an eyebrow, 'how about...green!'

Luckily she disappeared into the bedroom before catching Xander's appalled expression.

Buffy sat up suddenly as she heard the front door slam...but it wasn't her front door. It sounded like it was made of stone. Which could only mean...

'Not AGAIN!' Buffy cried as she rolled out of bed, clutching a sheet around her. And sure enough, there was Spike, struggling into his usual leather trousers, his hair tousled by the pillow.

As she watched him, she was almost...well, glad that she'd found herself at the Crypt with Spike. But as he pulled his top over his head, and smiled at her, she felt a wave of rage crash over her.

'SPIKE!' she screamed, and glared at him.

The startled vampire took a step back from the advancing slayer.

'Buffy?...' he started, but she shoved him out of the way.

As he hit the wall, there was a loud crack, which almost made Buffy turn. It sounded like he was hurt, but she couldn't give in. As she heard his gasp of pain, she had to bite her lip to keep herself walking.

But the huge crash that followed had her whirling around before she could stop herself. She expected to see Spike, in a rage, but there was no rage...

...and no Spike.

Willow stared at the space where Amy's rat cage had been, and a hot tear squeezed out of the corner of her eye. It surprised her, she was furious with Amy, and here she was crying now she was gone.

It was a while before she realized that it wasn't Amy she was crying for. It was still Tara. Her eyes fell upon the bathrobe Tara had forgotten. It still smelt of her, a trace of jasmine scent.

As she wept, Willow didn't notice Dawn close the door quietly behind her.

Tara could feel Willow crying, feel it inside her, and it hurt. It hurt a lot. She could also picture Dawn. Watching in despair.

She pulled her coat tighter around her, as an ice-cold breeze swirled around her. This was where she and Willow had walked that day. She found herself humming the tune from her song, 'Under Your Spell'.

She smiled at the memory of the day when that strange demon made them all sing (A/N: in case you haven't realized, I'm talking about 'Once More With Feeling')

As another breath of wind crept down her neck, she shivered and not just from the cold.

Then one of her worst nightmares in a tight red dress stepped out from behind a tree.

'Hey honey! I see you got your memory back!'

It was Glory.