Title: Half of my soul and all of my heart
Author: ladydewinter
Email: ladydewinter@gmx.net
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: W/K first, but I don't really like them...so W/T eventually :-) And this is becoming B/S as well, it seems.
Setting: The story takes place roughly after The Killer in Me, so spoilers up to then. And if you have no idea about Season Three of Angel you'll be spoilt as well...so don't come running to me *lol*
Disclaimer: Willow, Tara, Kennedy, Anya et. al belong to Joss Whedon and ME and - hey you know whom they belong to. The story however is mine. Oh, the title is taken from a book called "Magic's Promise" by Mercedes Lackey. And there may be quotes from the show included in this story - I haven't really marked them, but if it sounds familiar - I mean it as an homage, I don't wanna violate any copyright, really. Please don't sue me!
Feedback: Yes please!!! I really appreciate it.
Distribution: If you want it, you can have it, just let me know where it ends up.
Summary: A little filler that may seem a bit unimportant...but I think it was necessary.
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When Kennedy got up that day, the others were still asleep. She yawned and went upstairs to the bathroom. Her back was aching. Sometimes she wondered why they all had to live together. Or why they couldn't sleep in a bed in turn. This whole sleeping on the floor thing won't improve our morale, she thought. She washed her face, brushed her teeth and got ready for the day. Another day of training and sitting around and boring ourselves to death. Buffy and the others seemed to get more and more annoyed with them and had started to avoid them. So they had to entertain themselves most of the time.
Kennedy really didn't like talking about boys, so she spent most of her time down in the basement. But it was her telly day today, so that was something... after they had quarrelled one time too often about who was allowed to decide what to watch, they had set up a list. And today was her turn... actually, she didn't know what she wanted to watch yet, but she could decide later, she though.
She went down again to make herself some breakfast. Buffy and Dawn had gotten up by now - they were already in the kitchen.
"Good morning," she greeted them.
"Morning," was all they answered. Buffy looked a bit confused today - she and Spike had returned soon after they had left last night, and they hadn't talked much. Kennedy had watched them come in and had noticed the strange looks they had exchange.... maybe they were going to get together after all.
It seemed as Dawn and Buffy chose to ignore her. She didn't mind, really. No, that wasn't true - she did mind. But it wasn't as if there was anything she could do about it. After Willow and she broke up, there apparently was no need to be friendly to her anymore. The problem was that not only Willow's friends seemed to think so, but the other potentials as well.
Kennedy poured herself some cereals into a bowl and then added some milk. Seeing the sun was shining already, she decided to eat her breakfast outside. On her way out, she grabbed an apple as well.
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When she returned from breakfast, Buffy and Dawn had already left. And so, it seemed, had Willow - Kennedy noticed one of her books lying next to the sink. She was painfully aware that the others had left through the back door. As if I have some kind of disease, she thought bitterly. She picked up Willow's book and leafed through it. "Ancient spells and prophecies". Not the kind of book she preferred. She sighed. She had no idea what to do with herself.
She took a look at her watch. 10 a.m. already, and most of the others seemed still to be asleep. She went over to the living room, only to realize they weren't. There seemed to be a major research session going on she hadn't noticed. "Can I help?" she asked. Anya looked up from her book. "No, we're alright here. But you can help Andrew with the shopping later," she offered.
"Um, no thanks. I'm not really good at doing the shopping," Kennedy answered.
"Go training then," Anya suggested.
And that was what she did. One hour later or so, however, she had enough of it. And Spike as well. She wanted to do something useful - and if that meant going shopping with Andrew, going shopping with Andrew it was. Just when she had arrived in the kitchen, there was a knock on the door. "I'll get it," she called. When she glanced into the living room, she noticed that nobody else was there anyway, so...
She opened the door, only to find a blond young women standing there. "Hi, can I help you?"
The woman obviously seemed startled and surprised. "Um, is - is Buffy home?"
"No, I'm sorry, she's at school, I think." Kennedy eyed the woman curiously. She was rather pretty - however she didn't look like... "Are you a potential?" she asked her.
"A what?" It seemed she wasn't. "Um, nothing, forget it." Kennedy smiled at her. "Can I tell Buffy something? Or do you want to wait for her?"
"No, thank you," the woman shook her head. After a moment she asked, "Is W- Willow at home or does she have classes right now?"
So the woman knew Willow. Probably some old high school friend of them or so. "Yes, I mean, she's at the university. Do you know each other?"
She blushed. "Y-yes, you could say so. Um, I - I guess I'll stop by again later, okay?"
"Sure. But - you can stay, if you like? I could make ourselves some coffee," Kennedy offered. She really was pretty, and the first person she had somehow talked to in some days... but the blonde blushed even more and shook her head again. "N-no thanks. 'Bye." She looked at her from behind her hair, smiled quickly at her and left.
Wow, Kennedy thought, that was some smile! Even she hadn't wanted to stay, it seemed as if she would be back... she grinned at that.
She turned around only to find Faith standing on the staircase. "Hi," she said.
"Hi. Who was that?" the Slayer asked her.
"I don't know. Some woman who wanted to talk to Buffy and Willow. She said she'd come back later."
"Oh," Faith replied, looking thoughtful. Kennedy shrugged and went into the living room. Now that the others were gone, the TV was all hers... this didn't seem too bad a day. She sat down on the couch and made herself comfortable.
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Author: ladydewinter
Email: ladydewinter@gmx.net
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: W/K first, but I don't really like them...so W/T eventually :-) And this is becoming B/S as well, it seems.
Setting: The story takes place roughly after The Killer in Me, so spoilers up to then. And if you have no idea about Season Three of Angel you'll be spoilt as well...so don't come running to me *lol*
Disclaimer: Willow, Tara, Kennedy, Anya et. al belong to Joss Whedon and ME and - hey you know whom they belong to. The story however is mine. Oh, the title is taken from a book called "Magic's Promise" by Mercedes Lackey. And there may be quotes from the show included in this story - I haven't really marked them, but if it sounds familiar - I mean it as an homage, I don't wanna violate any copyright, really. Please don't sue me!
Feedback: Yes please!!! I really appreciate it.
Distribution: If you want it, you can have it, just let me know where it ends up.
Summary: A little filler that may seem a bit unimportant...but I think it was necessary.
***
When Kennedy got up that day, the others were still asleep. She yawned and went upstairs to the bathroom. Her back was aching. Sometimes she wondered why they all had to live together. Or why they couldn't sleep in a bed in turn. This whole sleeping on the floor thing won't improve our morale, she thought. She washed her face, brushed her teeth and got ready for the day. Another day of training and sitting around and boring ourselves to death. Buffy and the others seemed to get more and more annoyed with them and had started to avoid them. So they had to entertain themselves most of the time.
Kennedy really didn't like talking about boys, so she spent most of her time down in the basement. But it was her telly day today, so that was something... after they had quarrelled one time too often about who was allowed to decide what to watch, they had set up a list. And today was her turn... actually, she didn't know what she wanted to watch yet, but she could decide later, she though.
She went down again to make herself some breakfast. Buffy and Dawn had gotten up by now - they were already in the kitchen.
"Good morning," she greeted them.
"Morning," was all they answered. Buffy looked a bit confused today - she and Spike had returned soon after they had left last night, and they hadn't talked much. Kennedy had watched them come in and had noticed the strange looks they had exchange.... maybe they were going to get together after all.
It seemed as Dawn and Buffy chose to ignore her. She didn't mind, really. No, that wasn't true - she did mind. But it wasn't as if there was anything she could do about it. After Willow and she broke up, there apparently was no need to be friendly to her anymore. The problem was that not only Willow's friends seemed to think so, but the other potentials as well.
Kennedy poured herself some cereals into a bowl and then added some milk. Seeing the sun was shining already, she decided to eat her breakfast outside. On her way out, she grabbed an apple as well.
***
When she returned from breakfast, Buffy and Dawn had already left. And so, it seemed, had Willow - Kennedy noticed one of her books lying next to the sink. She was painfully aware that the others had left through the back door. As if I have some kind of disease, she thought bitterly. She picked up Willow's book and leafed through it. "Ancient spells and prophecies". Not the kind of book she preferred. She sighed. She had no idea what to do with herself.
She took a look at her watch. 10 a.m. already, and most of the others seemed still to be asleep. She went over to the living room, only to realize they weren't. There seemed to be a major research session going on she hadn't noticed. "Can I help?" she asked. Anya looked up from her book. "No, we're alright here. But you can help Andrew with the shopping later," she offered.
"Um, no thanks. I'm not really good at doing the shopping," Kennedy answered.
"Go training then," Anya suggested.
And that was what she did. One hour later or so, however, she had enough of it. And Spike as well. She wanted to do something useful - and if that meant going shopping with Andrew, going shopping with Andrew it was. Just when she had arrived in the kitchen, there was a knock on the door. "I'll get it," she called. When she glanced into the living room, she noticed that nobody else was there anyway, so...
She opened the door, only to find a blond young women standing there. "Hi, can I help you?"
The woman obviously seemed startled and surprised. "Um, is - is Buffy home?"
"No, I'm sorry, she's at school, I think." Kennedy eyed the woman curiously. She was rather pretty - however she didn't look like... "Are you a potential?" she asked her.
"A what?" It seemed she wasn't. "Um, nothing, forget it." Kennedy smiled at her. "Can I tell Buffy something? Or do you want to wait for her?"
"No, thank you," the woman shook her head. After a moment she asked, "Is W- Willow at home or does she have classes right now?"
So the woman knew Willow. Probably some old high school friend of them or so. "Yes, I mean, she's at the university. Do you know each other?"
She blushed. "Y-yes, you could say so. Um, I - I guess I'll stop by again later, okay?"
"Sure. But - you can stay, if you like? I could make ourselves some coffee," Kennedy offered. She really was pretty, and the first person she had somehow talked to in some days... but the blonde blushed even more and shook her head again. "N-no thanks. 'Bye." She looked at her from behind her hair, smiled quickly at her and left.
Wow, Kennedy thought, that was some smile! Even she hadn't wanted to stay, it seemed as if she would be back... she grinned at that.
She turned around only to find Faith standing on the staircase. "Hi," she said.
"Hi. Who was that?" the Slayer asked her.
"I don't know. Some woman who wanted to talk to Buffy and Willow. She said she'd come back later."
"Oh," Faith replied, looking thoughtful. Kennedy shrugged and went into the living room. Now that the others were gone, the TV was all hers... this didn't seem too bad a day. She sat down on the couch and made herself comfortable.
***