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: Plans and discussions. Plus a short Spuffy scene.
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Buffy watched as Tara went upstairs. She turned to Faith. "How bad was it, really?" she asked her in a low voice.
"You mean with Red?" Buffy nodded. "There's not much to add - she killed the bad guys and was totally - she seemed kinda gone."
"How did you get her here?" Xander wanted to know.
"I called her name a couple of times, then I grabbed her and shook her a bit - I didn't hurt her or anything," she added almost defiantly. When nobody said anything to that, she continued. "Then I said something about Tara - and she was back."
For a moment, everyone was lost in their own thoughts. Then Dawn said, "That's good, right? I mean the last time not even Tara...or her name..." she trailed off at the memory.
"Yes, well,..." Giles took off his glasses and started cleaning them. "We shouldn't forget it was for self defense. That means as long as one of you -" he looked at Buffy, Faith, Angel and Spike who where still standing there together, "is watching and protecting her I guess we needn't worry about that... lapse."
"You remember she will have to do a spell soon, don't you?" Faith asked him. "I mean, how can we be sure she won't freak out then. From what you told me I'm not sure I'd choose Evil Willow over the First Evil."
"Neither would we. But I doubt we will have to deal with her. She is much more aware of her powers than she was before -" Giles was interrupted by Faith.
"I'm not sure if 'doubt' is enough for me. Can't we be sure?"
"I assure you-" This time, Anya chimed in.
"There is a way." Everybody turned to look at her. "It's pretty easy, and I'm sure Willow knows it as well. She simply needs someone who can be her anchor. That way during the spell we can make sure she doesn't get carried away."
"Can anyone be an anchor?" Dawn asked.
"Sure. But it's obvious who she should choose, isn't it?"
"Tara," Faith stated simply.
"Exactly. If you could get her back by just saying her name, we won't have to fear anything when we do it properly. I'm sure they have done that before. Or... well, you know." None of the others said anything. There was a moment of silence again. Then Andrew spoke up.
"Um, it's great we know how to deal with Darth Rosenburg, really, but shouldn't we worry about the Bringers as well? They know where we live and how do we know they aren't going to blow up the house like they did with the Watcher's Council? Or maybe they'll put us under a siege."
"A siege?" Faith asked.
"Yeah, I mean - we really should make sure they're not hiding dynamite somewhere or anything. But if they can't kill us, maybe they'll try make us kill each other. Or starve us." Andrew looked at Buffy and then, rather poignantly, at Spike and Angel.
"As much as that suprises me, I have to say that he has a point," Giles finally said. "It is definitely something we have to expect to deal with."
"So what? We get supplies for, like, two weeks?" Buffy wanted to know.
"That would be the best." Giles nodded.
"I guess we better do this now then, huh? I probably should go and -" Angel interrupted her.
"Actually I think it might be better if you stayed here with Faith and the others. Maybe some of the girls can go with me and..." he paused for a moment, looking at the vampire next to him questioningly. "Spike."
"Sure," was all the reply he got.
"We will have to wait a bit then, until it's dark." Angel looked outside. "Shouldn't be too long though."
Buffy seemed a bit uneasy at the thought of Angel and Spike going shopping together. "Are you sure you're okay with it?" she asked Spike.
"Yeah, why not?" He smiled at her, showing her she didn't have to worry. Then he remembered something. "Listen, do we have everything we need for the speel? Cus I guess it's be better if we got everything now. Better safe than sorry, you know?"
Buffy looked at Anya, who pointed to a bag she had brought with her. "I got everything I think. Maybe Giles could check again?" she suggested. Immediately Giles picked up the bag and looked at the contents while Andrew handed him the book. The others waited.
"Yes, it looks like we have everything. We have enough candles in the house?" he queried.
"I think so. But maybe..." Buffy looked at Spike who nodded. "We'll bring some more then. Any special ones?"
"No, just the usual," Giles told him.
While the potentials, Dawn and Andrew started to make a shopping list, Spike took Buffy aside. "I think you should try and talk to Faith while we're gone, luv." When he saw her flinch at the idea, he continued, "Waiting won't make it any easier. And you will have a bit of peace. I don't think you'll be able to discuss it in quiet any time soon. And you will have to do it before the spell." He smiled slightly at the sight of her pout.
"I hate it when you're reasonable," she told him. But he could hear she was joking. She looked up at him. "You really are okay with Angel?" she wanted to know.
"We talked earlier this morning." At her surprised look her added, "It was Tar- Glinda's idea. And it worked out fine. We decided not to stake each other any time soon."
"Well, that's probably good I guess." All of a sudden, Buffy leaned over and gave Spike a slight kiss. "At least I don't have to worry about you then."
"Hey, watch it!" He exclaimed as he realized what she meant. "You think I couldn't take-"
She silenced him with another kiss, then she looked at him and he could see her eyes twinkle. "Didn't say that. But now you mention it..." she smirked.
Spike grumbled something she didn't understand. But at that moment, Angel declared the sun to be gone. "Guess I'll be off then," he said, pretending to be still hurt. He turned to leave. Buffy stopped him. "Thanks," she told him firmly. He looked at her for a moment, then he nodded. He went to Angel and the others and asked, "Did you remember to put Weetabix on the list? Sometimes I like to crumble up the Weetabix in the blood - give it a little texture."
They were already out of the door, but Buffy heard Angel asked, intrigued, "Really? Never tried that before."
"You really should, mate. I'll show you later."
The door was closed and she was alone with Faith, Xander, Anya and Giles. Giles went off somewhere looking for a book muttering something about trying to find out more about the Bringers. Anya was looking worriedly at Xander and his bruises. Buffy took a deep breath and then went over to Faith.
"Faith? I - um, I need to talk with you about something. Alone."
Faith frowned, but then she shrugged. "Sure. Okay. Wanna go down to the basement?"
Buffy nodded. "Yeah. Anya, Xander, we're..."
"Down in the basement. I'm bruised, not deaf, Buff," Xander finished her sentenced. She smiled at him and Anya and then followed Faith.
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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: Plans and discussions. Plus a short Spuffy scene.
***
Buffy watched as Tara went upstairs. She turned to Faith. "How bad was it, really?" she asked her in a low voice.
"You mean with Red?" Buffy nodded. "There's not much to add - she killed the bad guys and was totally - she seemed kinda gone."
"How did you get her here?" Xander wanted to know.
"I called her name a couple of times, then I grabbed her and shook her a bit - I didn't hurt her or anything," she added almost defiantly. When nobody said anything to that, she continued. "Then I said something about Tara - and she was back."
For a moment, everyone was lost in their own thoughts. Then Dawn said, "That's good, right? I mean the last time not even Tara...or her name..." she trailed off at the memory.
"Yes, well,..." Giles took off his glasses and started cleaning them. "We shouldn't forget it was for self defense. That means as long as one of you -" he looked at Buffy, Faith, Angel and Spike who where still standing there together, "is watching and protecting her I guess we needn't worry about that... lapse."
"You remember she will have to do a spell soon, don't you?" Faith asked him. "I mean, how can we be sure she won't freak out then. From what you told me I'm not sure I'd choose Evil Willow over the First Evil."
"Neither would we. But I doubt we will have to deal with her. She is much more aware of her powers than she was before -" Giles was interrupted by Faith.
"I'm not sure if 'doubt' is enough for me. Can't we be sure?"
"I assure you-" This time, Anya chimed in.
"There is a way." Everybody turned to look at her. "It's pretty easy, and I'm sure Willow knows it as well. She simply needs someone who can be her anchor. That way during the spell we can make sure she doesn't get carried away."
"Can anyone be an anchor?" Dawn asked.
"Sure. But it's obvious who she should choose, isn't it?"
"Tara," Faith stated simply.
"Exactly. If you could get her back by just saying her name, we won't have to fear anything when we do it properly. I'm sure they have done that before. Or... well, you know." None of the others said anything. There was a moment of silence again. Then Andrew spoke up.
"Um, it's great we know how to deal with Darth Rosenburg, really, but shouldn't we worry about the Bringers as well? They know where we live and how do we know they aren't going to blow up the house like they did with the Watcher's Council? Or maybe they'll put us under a siege."
"A siege?" Faith asked.
"Yeah, I mean - we really should make sure they're not hiding dynamite somewhere or anything. But if they can't kill us, maybe they'll try make us kill each other. Or starve us." Andrew looked at Buffy and then, rather poignantly, at Spike and Angel.
"As much as that suprises me, I have to say that he has a point," Giles finally said. "It is definitely something we have to expect to deal with."
"So what? We get supplies for, like, two weeks?" Buffy wanted to know.
"That would be the best." Giles nodded.
"I guess we better do this now then, huh? I probably should go and -" Angel interrupted her.
"Actually I think it might be better if you stayed here with Faith and the others. Maybe some of the girls can go with me and..." he paused for a moment, looking at the vampire next to him questioningly. "Spike."
"Sure," was all the reply he got.
"We will have to wait a bit then, until it's dark." Angel looked outside. "Shouldn't be too long though."
Buffy seemed a bit uneasy at the thought of Angel and Spike going shopping together. "Are you sure you're okay with it?" she asked Spike.
"Yeah, why not?" He smiled at her, showing her she didn't have to worry. Then he remembered something. "Listen, do we have everything we need for the speel? Cus I guess it's be better if we got everything now. Better safe than sorry, you know?"
Buffy looked at Anya, who pointed to a bag she had brought with her. "I got everything I think. Maybe Giles could check again?" she suggested. Immediately Giles picked up the bag and looked at the contents while Andrew handed him the book. The others waited.
"Yes, it looks like we have everything. We have enough candles in the house?" he queried.
"I think so. But maybe..." Buffy looked at Spike who nodded. "We'll bring some more then. Any special ones?"
"No, just the usual," Giles told him.
While the potentials, Dawn and Andrew started to make a shopping list, Spike took Buffy aside. "I think you should try and talk to Faith while we're gone, luv." When he saw her flinch at the idea, he continued, "Waiting won't make it any easier. And you will have a bit of peace. I don't think you'll be able to discuss it in quiet any time soon. And you will have to do it before the spell." He smiled slightly at the sight of her pout.
"I hate it when you're reasonable," she told him. But he could hear she was joking. She looked up at him. "You really are okay with Angel?" she wanted to know.
"We talked earlier this morning." At her surprised look her added, "It was Tar- Glinda's idea. And it worked out fine. We decided not to stake each other any time soon."
"Well, that's probably good I guess." All of a sudden, Buffy leaned over and gave Spike a slight kiss. "At least I don't have to worry about you then."
"Hey, watch it!" He exclaimed as he realized what she meant. "You think I couldn't take-"
She silenced him with another kiss, then she looked at him and he could see her eyes twinkle. "Didn't say that. But now you mention it..." she smirked.
Spike grumbled something she didn't understand. But at that moment, Angel declared the sun to be gone. "Guess I'll be off then," he said, pretending to be still hurt. He turned to leave. Buffy stopped him. "Thanks," she told him firmly. He looked at her for a moment, then he nodded. He went to Angel and the others and asked, "Did you remember to put Weetabix on the list? Sometimes I like to crumble up the Weetabix in the blood - give it a little texture."
They were already out of the door, but Buffy heard Angel asked, intrigued, "Really? Never tried that before."
"You really should, mate. I'll show you later."
The door was closed and she was alone with Faith, Xander, Anya and Giles. Giles went off somewhere looking for a book muttering something about trying to find out more about the Bringers. Anya was looking worriedly at Xander and his bruises. Buffy took a deep breath and then went over to Faith.
"Faith? I - um, I need to talk with you about something. Alone."
Faith frowned, but then she shrugged. "Sure. Okay. Wanna go down to the basement?"
Buffy nodded. "Yeah. Anya, Xander, we're..."
"Down in the basement. I'm bruised, not deaf, Buff," Xander finished her sentenced. She smiled at him and Anya and then followed Faith.
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