Title: Half of my soul and all of my heart
Author: ladydewinter
Email: ladydewinter@gmx.net
Rating: R for this part at least, I guess...
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: Pretty much a filler....lots of explanation of things you probably already know. But well...
Author's note: Okay, one thing - I really wanted to write more today. But I can't. Three days left, and I can't concentrate on anything. Not even on writing something connected to Buffy (let alone concentrate on anything NOT conncected to Buffy). The waiting is killing me, and I'm sorry - maybe it'll be better tomorrow, but if it's not it might be some days until the next update - I'm just too tense, I guess. I don't know about you, but I both dread and wait impatiently for the end of it all. *Sigh* That's enough for my rant now. I promise, the ending of this story will come as well :-)
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Tara immediately was angry at herself when she saw Willow's reaction. It wasn't as if this man had done anything... it wasn't even as if she had seen him properly. She had just walked down the stairs and had been about to enter the kitchen when she had noticed how dark it was in there. Then she had become aware of the man pacing about the room, muttering to himself. Her instant reaction had been to tell Willow - but now she cursed herself. Willow looked so worried - so sorry - and she hadn't done anything.
"It's alright, Willow, really - he didn't do anything, I just saw him and I was confused, and I thought I would best tell you. I-I should probably have gotten Buffy, I mean she's the Slayer and you were in the bathroom..." she trailed off.
"No!" Willow replied. "I mean you don't need to get Buffy. We - we'll check it out." She took Tara's hand and led her downstairs. "Did you notice anything particular?" she whispered.
"Um, well, OI couldn't see him that well - it was pretty dark."
"Dark?" Willow stopped.
"Oh." Tara understood. "Do you think it's vampire?" Just as Willow was about to answer, it hit her. "Oh!" Of course - she had never seen him in real life, but she had seen him during the challenge...
"What?" Willow was confused.
"I think it's Angel." Now she didn't care to whisper anymore. Dawn, who had been on her way to the bathroom, heard them.
"Angel? He's here?" She was standing at the top of the stairs.
"I'm not sure, but I think so," Tara told her.
"How do you know Angel?" Willow wanted to know.
"I - um - I saw him during the challenge, and - yes, it's definetely him," she conceded as she saw Angel standing in the hall now. He had obviously heard them.
"Hi Willow," he greeted them. "Dawn. And-"
"Angel! You're - here..." Willow didn't really know what to think, or say. This was a bit too much that early. She noticed his questioning look concerning Tara, and understood. "Oh, um, that's Tara. My - my girlfriend."
Now it was Angel's turn to be confused. "Tara? Connor told me she was - or wasn't she?"
"I was," Tara replied. "But - it's pretty complicated.
"She's from another dimension," Dawn offered. "Well, kinda. I'm not really clear about everything yet."
"How does Connor know about Tara?" Willow wanted to know.
"I told him." Dawn smiled a bit smugly.
"What else-" Willow started, but she was interrupted. "How about we all get into the kitchen and I finally make thos pancakes?" Tara asked. "We can talk there - it's probably more - it's probably better."
Willow only nodded. The four of them went to the kitchen and Tara started looking for the necessary ingredients. Dawn helped her. Willow and Angel however didn't do much except standing around, unsure what to say. Finally, Willow spoke up. "So...um...why're you here?"
"Connor told me Buffy might use my help. He said something about the First... about a prophecy and your dead - or rather not-so-dead girlfriend. We don't talk that much."
"What else did he tell you?" Tara watched Willow curiously. She seemed to be afraid of something... there obviously was something she didn't really get.
"What else should he have told me?" Angel responded.
"Okay, guys, what's up?" Tara asked, impatiently. "I honestly don't get it, but there is far too much tension in here."
"Um, I'm not sure Angel knows much about...actually I don't think you do either..."
"Huh?" Tara raised her eyebrows.
"It's about Buffy... and Spike. It's all very complicated. Do you know?" she asked Angel.
"All I know is that I came here tonight and I found Buffy sleeping with Spike." Angel started pacing.
"What?" Dawn and Willow shouted simultaneously.
"So?" Tara asked.
"You mean sleeping together as in having sex?" Dawn wanted to know.
"No, I mean sleeping together as sleeping together. In one bed. Arms wrapped around each other," Angel clarified.
"That's a much stranger thought than them having sex," Dawn said. "I mean, I knew about that, but I kinda thought that was over."
"Spike and Buffy were having sex?" Angel sounded and looked as if the world was collapsing about him. It wasn't a happy sight.
"So?" Tara asked, again.
"Baby, I think things with Buffy and Spike are really different in this world...hang on, what are they like in yours?" Willow turned to her girlfriend.
"Um, they are a couple. Like Xander and Anya are. Aren't they here?"
"Xander and Anya? No. Not anymore, that is," Dawn told her. "And Buffy and Spike? They never... I mean they were having sex, but I don't think you could call them a couple..." she trailed off.
Willow waited a moment before adding, "Maybe you could now."
"Wait, I'm still not grasping the concept of Buffy and Spike having sex. Please don't make me think about them being in a relationship," Angel pleaded.
"Sure. Sorry."
Tara decided it would be best if she asked Willow about the details later - Angel obviously was more concerned than she was. So she simply continued making breakfast and let the others have their talk.
"How could any of this happen?" he finally asked.
"The having sex thing or the rela- right, let's start at the sex thing...well Spike has been having this government chip implanted...by the Initiative, this government institution Riley - Buffy's ex - had been working on. This chip prevented him from hurting anybody. And then... he fell in love with Buffy, but she wouldn't have anything to do with him." Willow smiled encouragingly at Angel.
"That finally makes sense," he said. "But the sex still doesn't."
"Well, it had much to do with me tearing Buffy out of heaven after she had died," she told him. "Anyway, she needed to feel, so she... um.. had sex with him a lot for some time, and then she broke up with him and then Xander left Anya at the altar, and then Anya slept with Spike, and then Spike tried to rape Buffy and then he left to get a soul."
None of the others said anything for a moment. Then Angel asked in a dangerous voice, "He tried to rape her?"
"Um, yes, but - I think this really is Buffy's business." Willow cursed herself - how stupid could she be? She added quickly, "But he has a soul now. Like you." As if that was going to cheer him up.
"Spike? A soul?" Angel couldn't help laughing. "Why would he-"
"Because he loves her," Dawn interrupted him, sounding convinced.
"How-"
"We don't know. But - I think this really is something you should talk about with Buffy." Willow paused again. "Connor didn't even tell you he has a soul?"
"As I said, we don't talk much." Angel looked around himself, suddenly feeling the need to sit down. He went over to the dining room and sat down at the table. "This is a lot to take in."
"I guess it is." Willow joined him. "But - it's not as if - I mean you and Buffy aren't - and what about Cordy anyway?" she suddenly asked.
"Cordy? What about - oh. I guess -"
"Yep. Connor told us. We talked." Willow grinned. "It's okay, really. Even Buffy was alright with it... kinda. I mean, it's Cordy..."
"She changed a lot," he defended himself.
"So has Spike." Willow looked at him earnestly.
"Do you think she..." he couldn't bring himself to ask.
"-loves him? I don't know. I don't even know if she knows."
They both just sat there for a moment. Then Tara came over and asked, "Um, Angel - do you - I mean, do you... eat? I don't really know anything about vampires, and-"
"No, thank you." He smiled at her. Tara left again for the kitchen, but not before placing a quick kiss on her lover's cheek. He turned at Willow. "So - your girlfriend was sent to another dimension?"
"Actually, it's a bit more complicated. It's more... it seems this other dimension was created for her. But all that matters is that she's back."
"You're happy." It wasn't a question.
"It seems odd, with the impending apocalypse around, doesn't it? But Tara - I cannot not be happy around her."
Angel didn't reply.
"Well, this was a confusing morning," Willow finally said, standing up. "Now I really need to get one of these pancakes." She grinned. Angel followed her into the kitchen. Tara had placed three plates onto the counter.
"Ooh, funny shaped!" Willow exclaimed happily. She put her arms around Tara's waist and kissed her.
"You like?" Tara turned around to face her.
"Of course I like." Willow looked into her eyes and then couldn't restrain herself from kissing her. Dawn giggled.
"Hey, what's so funny?" Willow asked her.
"Nothing. It's just - it's so great to see you guys together." Dawn looked satisfied. She turned to Angel for support, who just nodded. Willow and Tara grinned.
Then suddenly the door to the basement opened. Buffy was rubbing her eyes. "Good morning," she yawned. "What's so - Angel?"
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Author: ladydewinter
Email: ladydewinter@gmx.net
Rating: R for this part at least, I guess...
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: Pretty much a filler....lots of explanation of things you probably already know. But well...
Author's note: Okay, one thing - I really wanted to write more today. But I can't. Three days left, and I can't concentrate on anything. Not even on writing something connected to Buffy (let alone concentrate on anything NOT conncected to Buffy). The waiting is killing me, and I'm sorry - maybe it'll be better tomorrow, but if it's not it might be some days until the next update - I'm just too tense, I guess. I don't know about you, but I both dread and wait impatiently for the end of it all. *Sigh* That's enough for my rant now. I promise, the ending of this story will come as well :-)
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Tara immediately was angry at herself when she saw Willow's reaction. It wasn't as if this man had done anything... it wasn't even as if she had seen him properly. She had just walked down the stairs and had been about to enter the kitchen when she had noticed how dark it was in there. Then she had become aware of the man pacing about the room, muttering to himself. Her instant reaction had been to tell Willow - but now she cursed herself. Willow looked so worried - so sorry - and she hadn't done anything.
"It's alright, Willow, really - he didn't do anything, I just saw him and I was confused, and I thought I would best tell you. I-I should probably have gotten Buffy, I mean she's the Slayer and you were in the bathroom..." she trailed off.
"No!" Willow replied. "I mean you don't need to get Buffy. We - we'll check it out." She took Tara's hand and led her downstairs. "Did you notice anything particular?" she whispered.
"Um, well, OI couldn't see him that well - it was pretty dark."
"Dark?" Willow stopped.
"Oh." Tara understood. "Do you think it's vampire?" Just as Willow was about to answer, it hit her. "Oh!" Of course - she had never seen him in real life, but she had seen him during the challenge...
"What?" Willow was confused.
"I think it's Angel." Now she didn't care to whisper anymore. Dawn, who had been on her way to the bathroom, heard them.
"Angel? He's here?" She was standing at the top of the stairs.
"I'm not sure, but I think so," Tara told her.
"How do you know Angel?" Willow wanted to know.
"I - um - I saw him during the challenge, and - yes, it's definetely him," she conceded as she saw Angel standing in the hall now. He had obviously heard them.
"Hi Willow," he greeted them. "Dawn. And-"
"Angel! You're - here..." Willow didn't really know what to think, or say. This was a bit too much that early. She noticed his questioning look concerning Tara, and understood. "Oh, um, that's Tara. My - my girlfriend."
Now it was Angel's turn to be confused. "Tara? Connor told me she was - or wasn't she?"
"I was," Tara replied. "But - it's pretty complicated.
"She's from another dimension," Dawn offered. "Well, kinda. I'm not really clear about everything yet."
"How does Connor know about Tara?" Willow wanted to know.
"I told him." Dawn smiled a bit smugly.
"What else-" Willow started, but she was interrupted. "How about we all get into the kitchen and I finally make thos pancakes?" Tara asked. "We can talk there - it's probably more - it's probably better."
Willow only nodded. The four of them went to the kitchen and Tara started looking for the necessary ingredients. Dawn helped her. Willow and Angel however didn't do much except standing around, unsure what to say. Finally, Willow spoke up. "So...um...why're you here?"
"Connor told me Buffy might use my help. He said something about the First... about a prophecy and your dead - or rather not-so-dead girlfriend. We don't talk that much."
"What else did he tell you?" Tara watched Willow curiously. She seemed to be afraid of something... there obviously was something she didn't really get.
"What else should he have told me?" Angel responded.
"Okay, guys, what's up?" Tara asked, impatiently. "I honestly don't get it, but there is far too much tension in here."
"Um, I'm not sure Angel knows much about...actually I don't think you do either..."
"Huh?" Tara raised her eyebrows.
"It's about Buffy... and Spike. It's all very complicated. Do you know?" she asked Angel.
"All I know is that I came here tonight and I found Buffy sleeping with Spike." Angel started pacing.
"What?" Dawn and Willow shouted simultaneously.
"So?" Tara asked.
"You mean sleeping together as in having sex?" Dawn wanted to know.
"No, I mean sleeping together as sleeping together. In one bed. Arms wrapped around each other," Angel clarified.
"That's a much stranger thought than them having sex," Dawn said. "I mean, I knew about that, but I kinda thought that was over."
"Spike and Buffy were having sex?" Angel sounded and looked as if the world was collapsing about him. It wasn't a happy sight.
"So?" Tara asked, again.
"Baby, I think things with Buffy and Spike are really different in this world...hang on, what are they like in yours?" Willow turned to her girlfriend.
"Um, they are a couple. Like Xander and Anya are. Aren't they here?"
"Xander and Anya? No. Not anymore, that is," Dawn told her. "And Buffy and Spike? They never... I mean they were having sex, but I don't think you could call them a couple..." she trailed off.
Willow waited a moment before adding, "Maybe you could now."
"Wait, I'm still not grasping the concept of Buffy and Spike having sex. Please don't make me think about them being in a relationship," Angel pleaded.
"Sure. Sorry."
Tara decided it would be best if she asked Willow about the details later - Angel obviously was more concerned than she was. So she simply continued making breakfast and let the others have their talk.
"How could any of this happen?" he finally asked.
"The having sex thing or the rela- right, let's start at the sex thing...well Spike has been having this government chip implanted...by the Initiative, this government institution Riley - Buffy's ex - had been working on. This chip prevented him from hurting anybody. And then... he fell in love with Buffy, but she wouldn't have anything to do with him." Willow smiled encouragingly at Angel.
"That finally makes sense," he said. "But the sex still doesn't."
"Well, it had much to do with me tearing Buffy out of heaven after she had died," she told him. "Anyway, she needed to feel, so she... um.. had sex with him a lot for some time, and then she broke up with him and then Xander left Anya at the altar, and then Anya slept with Spike, and then Spike tried to rape Buffy and then he left to get a soul."
None of the others said anything for a moment. Then Angel asked in a dangerous voice, "He tried to rape her?"
"Um, yes, but - I think this really is Buffy's business." Willow cursed herself - how stupid could she be? She added quickly, "But he has a soul now. Like you." As if that was going to cheer him up.
"Spike? A soul?" Angel couldn't help laughing. "Why would he-"
"Because he loves her," Dawn interrupted him, sounding convinced.
"How-"
"We don't know. But - I think this really is something you should talk about with Buffy." Willow paused again. "Connor didn't even tell you he has a soul?"
"As I said, we don't talk much." Angel looked around himself, suddenly feeling the need to sit down. He went over to the dining room and sat down at the table. "This is a lot to take in."
"I guess it is." Willow joined him. "But - it's not as if - I mean you and Buffy aren't - and what about Cordy anyway?" she suddenly asked.
"Cordy? What about - oh. I guess -"
"Yep. Connor told us. We talked." Willow grinned. "It's okay, really. Even Buffy was alright with it... kinda. I mean, it's Cordy..."
"She changed a lot," he defended himself.
"So has Spike." Willow looked at him earnestly.
"Do you think she..." he couldn't bring himself to ask.
"-loves him? I don't know. I don't even know if she knows."
They both just sat there for a moment. Then Tara came over and asked, "Um, Angel - do you - I mean, do you... eat? I don't really know anything about vampires, and-"
"No, thank you." He smiled at her. Tara left again for the kitchen, but not before placing a quick kiss on her lover's cheek. He turned at Willow. "So - your girlfriend was sent to another dimension?"
"Actually, it's a bit more complicated. It's more... it seems this other dimension was created for her. But all that matters is that she's back."
"You're happy." It wasn't a question.
"It seems odd, with the impending apocalypse around, doesn't it? But Tara - I cannot not be happy around her."
Angel didn't reply.
"Well, this was a confusing morning," Willow finally said, standing up. "Now I really need to get one of these pancakes." She grinned. Angel followed her into the kitchen. Tara had placed three plates onto the counter.
"Ooh, funny shaped!" Willow exclaimed happily. She put her arms around Tara's waist and kissed her.
"You like?" Tara turned around to face her.
"Of course I like." Willow looked into her eyes and then couldn't restrain herself from kissing her. Dawn giggled.
"Hey, what's so funny?" Willow asked her.
"Nothing. It's just - it's so great to see you guys together." Dawn looked satisfied. She turned to Angel for support, who just nodded. Willow and Tara grinned.
Then suddenly the door to the basement opened. Buffy was rubbing her eyes. "Good morning," she yawned. "What's so - Angel?"
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