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 want to violate anyone's copyright, really. Please don't sue me!
Feedback: As these are the last two chapters, I'd appreciate your feedback more than ever, both on the ending as on the story as a whole...
Distribution: If you want it, you can have it, just let me know where it ends up.
Summary: Another Spike and Angel conversation - a rather short one, though.
Author's note (long and final): That's it. This is The End. I hope you like it! Thanks and hugs to every one of you who sent me feedback and encouraged me - I'm not sure I would have made it (i.e. finished) without you! A special thanks goes to my lovely beta reader Jessica, for being there.
I'm already working on another story - that one won't be a WIP, though. If you want to see what's happening with it, or what's happening in my life in general, check out my livejournal (for link see the about page here at fanfiction.net) or my homepage. Or you can email me, then I'll send you a note once I update.
(Sidenote: Spana, I'm glad you weren't injured too badly in that accident. Hope you're still okay!)
Right, now let's start with the end... I decided to split it up in two chapters, but because they're so short, I'm posting both of them tonight :- )
***
After Spike and Angel had waited for Giles to 'take care of everything', as he had said, and after the police and the coroner had come and gone, the two of them insisted the Watcher go to sleep as well. He readily agreed, the battle obviously having taken its toll. Then the two vampires went into the kitchen again, looking for blood. This time, they didn't bother to mix anything into it and drank it right out of the bags they had put into the microwave.
It was finally quiet in the house.
"Looks like it's over now, huh?" Spike finally said.
Angel nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."
"You reckon the First'll back off now?"
"That's what the prophecy said, isn't it? And now the balance is restored, there's no way it can mess with the slayers - I mean the slayer. Maybe some of the Bringers are still around, but -"
"We'll deal with it. So, I guess you'll be returning to LA soon?"
"Yes. Faith and I'll be on our way this evening."
Spike nodded. They sat in silence for a while, until Angel spoke up again. "You can come and see me some time, if you want."
Spike raised his eyebrow. "Why would I want that?"
"For training?" Angel sounded almost a bit hurt. "And we could try out some more recipes."
"You mean I could while you watch." Spike sounded amused.
"Well?"
Unwilling to show the other vampire how much he had actually enjoyed his company, Spike shrugged. "Guess I might, when there's nothing better to do..."
"Good." Angel seemed delighted. "Dawn's coming to visit soon, maybe you can come with her then."
"Yeah, maybe."
Again they didn't say anything for several minutes. Then Angel asked, "So you think you're going to be okay?"
"Sure, why not? We still have a slayer, and I guess the other girls are going to stay around until Giles has found a place for his version of Hogwarts."
The other vampire laughed. "I don't envy you, Spike - I don't think I could stand another day around them."
"Yeah, well, but.... um..." Spike couldn't think of anything to say against this. "I guess you're right. Still, don't worry, I'll manage."
Angel shot him a sympathetic look. "Kennedy seemed pretty okay with being a - the slayer, didn't she?"
"She's a tough one. But then, they all are, so - guess one's as good as the other. She'll do alright."
"I'm sure she will. Faith seemed especially happy about her being the Chosen One."
"I think the two of them got along rather well. And Kennedy's good - as I said, we're going to be okay with her around and all."
"I hope Buffy and Faith will be as well." Angel seemed worried.
Spike didn't reply to this. He seemed to think about something. Then he asked, "Do you think I should go check on her?"
"Do you?"
"Well, she seemed pretty tired... and I wasn't sure if she rather wanted to be alone... guess I'll just see if she wants me around or not. Probably won't hurt."
Angel nodded. "That's a good idea."
Spike got up. "See you tonight them."
"Yeah, see you tonight."
With that, he left the kitchen, leaving Angel behind who went over to the phone. He dialled a number in LA. "Hi, it's me. Angel. Hi Lorne. Yeah. Yeah, we did it. It's over. I'll be back tonight, and I'm bringing Faith with me. Yes. Fai - oh, Wes, now it's you. Yeah, Faith - don't wo- let me ex- oh, sorry, seems the connection broke down." Exasparated he put down the phone again. He would have to explain tonight then.
***
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 want to violate anyone's copyright, really. Please don't sue me!
Feedback: As these are the last two chapters, I'd appreciate your feedback more than ever, both on the ending as on the story as a whole...
Distribution: If you want it, you can have it, just let me know where it ends up.
Summary: Another Spike and Angel conversation - a rather short one, though.
Author's note (long and final): That's it. This is The End. I hope you like it! Thanks and hugs to every one of you who sent me feedback and encouraged me - I'm not sure I would have made it (i.e. finished) without you! A special thanks goes to my lovely beta reader Jessica, for being there.
I'm already working on another story - that one won't be a WIP, though. If you want to see what's happening with it, or what's happening in my life in general, check out my livejournal (for link see the about page here at fanfiction.net) or my homepage. Or you can email me, then I'll send you a note once I update.
(Sidenote: Spana, I'm glad you weren't injured too badly in that accident. Hope you're still okay!)
Right, now let's start with the end... I decided to split it up in two chapters, but because they're so short, I'm posting both of them tonight :- )
***
After Spike and Angel had waited for Giles to 'take care of everything', as he had said, and after the police and the coroner had come and gone, the two of them insisted the Watcher go to sleep as well. He readily agreed, the battle obviously having taken its toll. Then the two vampires went into the kitchen again, looking for blood. This time, they didn't bother to mix anything into it and drank it right out of the bags they had put into the microwave.
It was finally quiet in the house.
"Looks like it's over now, huh?" Spike finally said.
Angel nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."
"You reckon the First'll back off now?"
"That's what the prophecy said, isn't it? And now the balance is restored, there's no way it can mess with the slayers - I mean the slayer. Maybe some of the Bringers are still around, but -"
"We'll deal with it. So, I guess you'll be returning to LA soon?"
"Yes. Faith and I'll be on our way this evening."
Spike nodded. They sat in silence for a while, until Angel spoke up again. "You can come and see me some time, if you want."
Spike raised his eyebrow. "Why would I want that?"
"For training?" Angel sounded almost a bit hurt. "And we could try out some more recipes."
"You mean I could while you watch." Spike sounded amused.
"Well?"
Unwilling to show the other vampire how much he had actually enjoyed his company, Spike shrugged. "Guess I might, when there's nothing better to do..."
"Good." Angel seemed delighted. "Dawn's coming to visit soon, maybe you can come with her then."
"Yeah, maybe."
Again they didn't say anything for several minutes. Then Angel asked, "So you think you're going to be okay?"
"Sure, why not? We still have a slayer, and I guess the other girls are going to stay around until Giles has found a place for his version of Hogwarts."
The other vampire laughed. "I don't envy you, Spike - I don't think I could stand another day around them."
"Yeah, well, but.... um..." Spike couldn't think of anything to say against this. "I guess you're right. Still, don't worry, I'll manage."
Angel shot him a sympathetic look. "Kennedy seemed pretty okay with being a - the slayer, didn't she?"
"She's a tough one. But then, they all are, so - guess one's as good as the other. She'll do alright."
"I'm sure she will. Faith seemed especially happy about her being the Chosen One."
"I think the two of them got along rather well. And Kennedy's good - as I said, we're going to be okay with her around and all."
"I hope Buffy and Faith will be as well." Angel seemed worried.
Spike didn't reply to this. He seemed to think about something. Then he asked, "Do you think I should go check on her?"
"Do you?"
"Well, she seemed pretty tired... and I wasn't sure if she rather wanted to be alone... guess I'll just see if she wants me around or not. Probably won't hurt."
Angel nodded. "That's a good idea."
Spike got up. "See you tonight them."
"Yeah, see you tonight."
With that, he left the kitchen, leaving Angel behind who went over to the phone. He dialled a number in LA. "Hi, it's me. Angel. Hi Lorne. Yeah. Yeah, we did it. It's over. I'll be back tonight, and I'm bringing Faith with me. Yes. Fai - oh, Wes, now it's you. Yeah, Faith - don't wo- let me ex- oh, sorry, seems the connection broke down." Exasparated he put down the phone again. He would have to explain tonight then.
***