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Chapter 41
Jonathan sat and began to tell Andrew everything he knew of the spear.
"There are two main properties it has. One is the healing properties, and the other is the ability to make the person that wears it almost indestructible."
"Wait." Andrew stopped Jonathan, "Tell me of the healing properties first. Lets say a person has been stabbed by it. Would placing the spear in its whole state on the wound heal this person?"
"Yes. In fact it's the only thing that can heal them."
"I knew it!" Andrew sat next to Jonathan, who looked at him confused. "What?" asked Andrew.
"You're sitting. How can you sit? You're a ghost, mist, non-corporeal."
Andrew leaned into him and narrowed his eyes.
"I can do a lot of things now thanks to Angelus. It was his arrow that killed me. In killing me he has made me this." He stood and spread his arms and looked at himself. "I can do anything I want to, go anywhere I want to and as soon as I figure out how to deal with my new status properly, I can most probably take any form I want as well. I no longer have to be afraid of getting hurt, or getting dead. Because, I'm already there. Now don't change the subject and tell me this. If this person wounded by the sword were lets say a vampire, then what?"
This whole scene was becoming more and more surreal to Jonathan. At one point he pinched himself to see if he wasn't perhaps dreaming the entire episode.
"Well, I don't suppose it matters. Whatever bodily damage the spear causes only the spear can fix." Jonathan looked at Andrew who was pacing with one hand on his chin and the other behind his back.
"Tell me the rest. Tell me the other thing it can do." He said.
"The spear makes the person who possesses it practically indestructible. Before Amy died she instructed Angelus to wear it within a belt. He has it on and the piece he has is inside of it in a pocket. Once he puts it together with the other piece then he can do and have anything in the world he wants. He will become strong and he will have power to control his enemies as he wishes. The wearer becomes almost hypnotic in his actions and words. There won't be a human on this earth that will be able to deny him anything."
"Humph, key word, human." Smiled Andrew. Jonathan looked away from him.
"She wants to kill him doesn't she?"
"She's not the only one, there is someone else who wants to serve him his balls for dinner as well. I doubt either one of them are going to be very lenient. Can you blame them though?"
"No. I don't suppose I do."
"What is your name?"
"Jonathan."
"Jonathan you need to leave here, and it has to be tonight."
"I can't. He'll come after me."
"No he won't. He has more important things to do. If you leave now and ride all night you can be in London by morning. When you get there go to Mulberry Square. There is an inn there, it's the only one on that street, so you can't miss it. Go in and tell the innkeeper that Wells sent you to gather his things." Jonathan was about to speak, but Andrew held his hand up, "Don't worry, he'll let you into my room. I have some money hidden in the headboard of my bed." Andrew stood in front of Jonathan. "Take it and disappear."
"Why are you helping me?"
"Because I know you want to be a good person. You've been pushed into this life due to fear and loneliness, and I was once in your shoes until someone helped me. Jonathan there is a world out there that needs all the kindness it can get. Do your part and give some to people that need it."
"Thank you. I .I promise I won't let you down."
"I'm going to keep an eye on you so you had better not." Andrew faded away and Jonathan began to gather his things. It was past Midnight now and there would not be as many men posted around the property. He took a small bag with him and ran to the stables. He took one of the horses and led it out the rear and into a wooded area. As he mounted the horse he looked back at the Manor. Angelus would be furious, but soon it would not matter because he was now free of him. He rode away never to know of Angelus again.
Giles' Home 1:00 am
Elizabeth came home and decided to sit in the parlor for a while. She still had some pent up energy, but she knew that Spike was still tired from the last couple of days, and she did not want to interrupt his sleep just yet. Wesley had not fully recovered from the night Willow took out the fragment of the spear. He still felt week, but assured everyone it would pass soon.
She looked out the window. The sky was filled with stars and she remembered how Willow, Faith and herself used to lay on the grass under the stars as children and talk of how their lives would be when they grew up.
"To be a child again and dream such things." She whispered as she looked outside. Still she could not complain. As sad as her life seemed to have been, she had met Spike. And for that she would never be sorry. She felt a breeze behind her and turned.
"Who's there?" she looked around the room and heard footsteps, yet saw no one. The air was cold. The cold did not bother her, yet she felt the drop in temperature immediately and felt the breeze again.
"Right." she rolled her eyes and continued turning her head to see if she could see anything, " Well vampire here, so if you are trying to scare me its not working. Not a whole lot scares me. Who or what ever you are I'm tired and do not feel like playing games." She saw form in front of her, faintly at first then the solid form.
"All right you win." Andrews emerged in front of her, "I didn't think about you not being scared. Vampires probably aren't afraid of ghosts." Elizabeth stared at him in shock.
"Andrew?" she stepped towards him and put her hand out to touch him, yet it went right through him. "How?" she smiled and withdrew her hand.
"I'm not really sure myself." He looked up, "I know I was gone. I felt myself dying. Then I woke up somewhere. It was nice, but I'm not sure where it was. I never really learned much about those things, but I know it was a good place. I walked around for a while and this voice came to me and asked me if I wanted to come back and help. It told me I could do some good down here if I wanted, so here I am."
"Oh Andrew, I'm so happy to see you." She lowered her head, "I'm sorry though. I'm sorry it happened."
"Don't be Buffy. I'm fine. Actually, I'm better than fine." He laughed and smiled.
"Andrew, how can you say that? You're dead." she looked at him in shock.
"So are you." He said.
"Well, yes but you're a ghost."
"Well you're a vampire." She opened her mouth to counter, yet realized she didn't know how to answer him after that one. She laughed and shook her head.
"I think I see now how you drove Spike crazy." He had been smiling but now looked at her with a frown.
"Is he okay?"
"He will be. He misses you Andrew. He.he was devastated."
"Devastated?" Andrew smiled. "I .well I never realized he would have taken it so badly."
"I told you he loved you."
"I didn't really believe you though. Devastated." Andrew looked at her with dreamy eyes. Spike cared; he really did care.
"Andrew!" Elizabeth put her hands on her wais ands tilted her head.
"All right, I know, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be happy about his misery, but it makes me feel good knowing how much he cared."
"I suppose I understand. You said you came back to help. Do you know something?"
"Yes, two very big things. But I can't tell you now. This is still a little new to me and I don't have the proper knowledge to withstand being on this plane of existence for too long."
"When will you return?"
"In the evening. I'll try to get back just before sunset. I want to talk to all of you, so please tell them not to be frightened." He looked nervous.
"They won't be, don't worry." She smiled
"And tell Spike..tell Spike thank you."
"For what?"
"For being devastated." He winked at her and was gone. Elizabeth ran up the stairs and into her room.
"Spike," she jumped on the bed and began to shake him, " Spike wake up, wake up. You'll never believe who I just spoke to."
Chapter 41
Jonathan sat and began to tell Andrew everything he knew of the spear.
"There are two main properties it has. One is the healing properties, and the other is the ability to make the person that wears it almost indestructible."
"Wait." Andrew stopped Jonathan, "Tell me of the healing properties first. Lets say a person has been stabbed by it. Would placing the spear in its whole state on the wound heal this person?"
"Yes. In fact it's the only thing that can heal them."
"I knew it!" Andrew sat next to Jonathan, who looked at him confused. "What?" asked Andrew.
"You're sitting. How can you sit? You're a ghost, mist, non-corporeal."
Andrew leaned into him and narrowed his eyes.
"I can do a lot of things now thanks to Angelus. It was his arrow that killed me. In killing me he has made me this." He stood and spread his arms and looked at himself. "I can do anything I want to, go anywhere I want to and as soon as I figure out how to deal with my new status properly, I can most probably take any form I want as well. I no longer have to be afraid of getting hurt, or getting dead. Because, I'm already there. Now don't change the subject and tell me this. If this person wounded by the sword were lets say a vampire, then what?"
This whole scene was becoming more and more surreal to Jonathan. At one point he pinched himself to see if he wasn't perhaps dreaming the entire episode.
"Well, I don't suppose it matters. Whatever bodily damage the spear causes only the spear can fix." Jonathan looked at Andrew who was pacing with one hand on his chin and the other behind his back.
"Tell me the rest. Tell me the other thing it can do." He said.
"The spear makes the person who possesses it practically indestructible. Before Amy died she instructed Angelus to wear it within a belt. He has it on and the piece he has is inside of it in a pocket. Once he puts it together with the other piece then he can do and have anything in the world he wants. He will become strong and he will have power to control his enemies as he wishes. The wearer becomes almost hypnotic in his actions and words. There won't be a human on this earth that will be able to deny him anything."
"Humph, key word, human." Smiled Andrew. Jonathan looked away from him.
"She wants to kill him doesn't she?"
"She's not the only one, there is someone else who wants to serve him his balls for dinner as well. I doubt either one of them are going to be very lenient. Can you blame them though?"
"No. I don't suppose I do."
"What is your name?"
"Jonathan."
"Jonathan you need to leave here, and it has to be tonight."
"I can't. He'll come after me."
"No he won't. He has more important things to do. If you leave now and ride all night you can be in London by morning. When you get there go to Mulberry Square. There is an inn there, it's the only one on that street, so you can't miss it. Go in and tell the innkeeper that Wells sent you to gather his things." Jonathan was about to speak, but Andrew held his hand up, "Don't worry, he'll let you into my room. I have some money hidden in the headboard of my bed." Andrew stood in front of Jonathan. "Take it and disappear."
"Why are you helping me?"
"Because I know you want to be a good person. You've been pushed into this life due to fear and loneliness, and I was once in your shoes until someone helped me. Jonathan there is a world out there that needs all the kindness it can get. Do your part and give some to people that need it."
"Thank you. I .I promise I won't let you down."
"I'm going to keep an eye on you so you had better not." Andrew faded away and Jonathan began to gather his things. It was past Midnight now and there would not be as many men posted around the property. He took a small bag with him and ran to the stables. He took one of the horses and led it out the rear and into a wooded area. As he mounted the horse he looked back at the Manor. Angelus would be furious, but soon it would not matter because he was now free of him. He rode away never to know of Angelus again.
Giles' Home 1:00 am
Elizabeth came home and decided to sit in the parlor for a while. She still had some pent up energy, but she knew that Spike was still tired from the last couple of days, and she did not want to interrupt his sleep just yet. Wesley had not fully recovered from the night Willow took out the fragment of the spear. He still felt week, but assured everyone it would pass soon.
She looked out the window. The sky was filled with stars and she remembered how Willow, Faith and herself used to lay on the grass under the stars as children and talk of how their lives would be when they grew up.
"To be a child again and dream such things." She whispered as she looked outside. Still she could not complain. As sad as her life seemed to have been, she had met Spike. And for that she would never be sorry. She felt a breeze behind her and turned.
"Who's there?" she looked around the room and heard footsteps, yet saw no one. The air was cold. The cold did not bother her, yet she felt the drop in temperature immediately and felt the breeze again.
"Right." she rolled her eyes and continued turning her head to see if she could see anything, " Well vampire here, so if you are trying to scare me its not working. Not a whole lot scares me. Who or what ever you are I'm tired and do not feel like playing games." She saw form in front of her, faintly at first then the solid form.
"All right you win." Andrews emerged in front of her, "I didn't think about you not being scared. Vampires probably aren't afraid of ghosts." Elizabeth stared at him in shock.
"Andrew?" she stepped towards him and put her hand out to touch him, yet it went right through him. "How?" she smiled and withdrew her hand.
"I'm not really sure myself." He looked up, "I know I was gone. I felt myself dying. Then I woke up somewhere. It was nice, but I'm not sure where it was. I never really learned much about those things, but I know it was a good place. I walked around for a while and this voice came to me and asked me if I wanted to come back and help. It told me I could do some good down here if I wanted, so here I am."
"Oh Andrew, I'm so happy to see you." She lowered her head, "I'm sorry though. I'm sorry it happened."
"Don't be Buffy. I'm fine. Actually, I'm better than fine." He laughed and smiled.
"Andrew, how can you say that? You're dead." she looked at him in shock.
"So are you." He said.
"Well, yes but you're a ghost."
"Well you're a vampire." She opened her mouth to counter, yet realized she didn't know how to answer him after that one. She laughed and shook her head.
"I think I see now how you drove Spike crazy." He had been smiling but now looked at her with a frown.
"Is he okay?"
"He will be. He misses you Andrew. He.he was devastated."
"Devastated?" Andrew smiled. "I .well I never realized he would have taken it so badly."
"I told you he loved you."
"I didn't really believe you though. Devastated." Andrew looked at her with dreamy eyes. Spike cared; he really did care.
"Andrew!" Elizabeth put her hands on her wais ands tilted her head.
"All right, I know, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be happy about his misery, but it makes me feel good knowing how much he cared."
"I suppose I understand. You said you came back to help. Do you know something?"
"Yes, two very big things. But I can't tell you now. This is still a little new to me and I don't have the proper knowledge to withstand being on this plane of existence for too long."
"When will you return?"
"In the evening. I'll try to get back just before sunset. I want to talk to all of you, so please tell them not to be frightened." He looked nervous.
"They won't be, don't worry." She smiled
"And tell Spike..tell Spike thank you."
"For what?"
"For being devastated." He winked at her and was gone. Elizabeth ran up the stairs and into her room.
"Spike," she jumped on the bed and began to shake him, " Spike wake up, wake up. You'll never believe who I just spoke to."