***Hello hello. Sorry it took so long to get a new chapter up, RL finds a
way too kill you everytime. This story is going slower than I like. I'm
hoping that when I catch up to the date I set at the beginning, things will
go easier. Hope you enjoy the new chapter, it's not focused as much on
Dawn/Xander, but has some in the end***
Andrew's Journal Entry 8-1-03
"I finally made it back early this morning. No one knows I'm back yet though. I snuck in while everyone was asleep and have been working on bringing back hope. I found his jacket, part of it anyways, and his ashes. Now, with just a proper hero's incantation, our hope will be back."
"It's been hours now, and I'm ready to finish this. All I have to do is say the incantation. I do wonder how everyone will react to this, but I don't care. This is right. This has to be the right thing."
***Actual Actions***
Andrew laid his journal aside, and walked back to the bowl which held his 'hope.' He lowered a final ingredient into the bowl, lit a match and dropped it in. The bowl's contents started to sizzle, and then caught fire burning pure white. "I call upon you, fallen hero, cross back across the threshold. Your time on Earth fulfilled for others, time will be given to you as a second chance. Hero, come forth from your hell and be flesh and bone, be a man again, be SPIKE!"
The contents exploded in a bright white light, and when all the smoke cleared, there he lay in the place of the bowl, Spike was back. Andrew reached to touch his shoulder and was startled when Spike reacted and grabbed Andrew's hand. "Touch me and die." Spike said with a slight note of irritation in his voice. Spike then took notice of his positioning and his surroundings, and the fact that he had no clothes on. "What the bloody hell is going on here?" He asked Andrew with more annoyance.
"I brought you back." Andrew said with almost ashamedly with his head lowered trying to ignore Spike's glare.
"So, I wasn't dreaming then, I had died. Oh hell, Buffy, where's Buffy, is Buffy ok?" Spike started to stand and once again realized he was naked. He covered himself with one hand and ran his other through his gel-less hair.
"She's here. But, uh, she doesn't know you are. I kinda brought you back myself."
"Wouldn't 'av expected them too, not with the results they got last time. But she's here. Wait, where the soddin' hell is here?"
"Los Angeles, in The Hyperion."
"Oh hell no, don't tell me she ran right into his arm's, not after that. I give my soddin' life to save her and she runs right back to Tall, Dark, and forehead."
"No, Spike, it didn't happen like that, I mean, that didn't happen. She brought everyone here to regroup and get cared for."
"How long ago was that mate?"
"Uh, a little over two months ago. But, she's supposed to be leaving for Cleveland tomorrow."
"Clev.oh bloody hell, another hellmouth, right? Can't even upset the balance of bleedin' power. Listen boy, do you have anything for me to put on myself, or am I going to have to go to her stark naked?"
"Um, I went and bought these." Andrew then handed Spike an exact duplicate of the clothes he had wore his final day of the battle. "I figured you would like those."
"You are a weird little man, you know that? But thanks."
Andrew stood, turned towards the door and opened it. "I'm going to be standing outside here, come out when you're ready. I'm going to have to go with you and explain what happened, and hope that they don't kill me."
Dawn's Journal Entry 8-2-03
"We were supposed to leave today, I was packed and, well, kinda ready to go. But then something happened that not even the most hellmouth experienced crew expected. Andrew showed back up, with Spike. Spike, um, the dead vampire with a soul that died saving the world. Buffy went into hysterics for the better part of the day yesterday when she opened her door and there he stood. Andrew tried to explain to her what had happened and how he had brought him back and he was trying to explain how he shouldn't be punished, but, Buffy didn't hear anything he said, she was kinda off in her own world with him, with the man that died for HER. Everyone gathered up for a scoobie's meeting, well, a meeting of the minds from both crews. Everyone had their take on the situation, especially Giles who laid into Andrew pretty hard about tampering with forces that he shouldn't. Surprisingly, the two biggest supporters of Andrew came from Spike's former two foes. Angel and Xander came to Andrew's defense. They all had there time to talk to Spike, and well, Buffy, cause she wouldn't leave his side. A startling discovery was made not but minutes into the meeting. When an argument flared up between Giles and Angel, Spike started to blush. No one really seemed to notice but Angel. Angel stopped mid sentence, walked over to Spike, and raised his arm as if too take a pulse. Funny thing, he did. Apparently, not only did Andrew bring back Spike, but he brought him back human. I don't know what any of this means, except, the moving date has been pushed back another month. Which is OH SO OK with me. Another month of being with Xander."
Xander's Journal Entry 8-2-03
"I've been given a second chance by some power to do the right thing today. Spike was brought back into this world, and I supported him and Andrew for it. Come to find out though, Spike is no longer just Spike, he's human. Buffy's off in her own world right now, and moving is going to have to wait. Maybe this will help me. I know this will help her. Even Angel was happy, which is odd, he hates Spike and loves Buffy, yet was happy to see the two together. I think Angel has gone a little looney in his old age. But, to see her truly happy again, well, truly happy for the first time that I can remember is enough for me. This has caused some rumblings in the power structure of the New Watcher's Council, but I think once time passes, it will clear up. It's been a long day, and I want to see my bed buddy, so to bed I go. Maybe we can figure out a way for her to stay here if I ask her. Hum, maybe I should've asked her first? Oh well, guess I'll find out now won't I?"
Andrew's Journal Entry 8-1-03
"I finally made it back early this morning. No one knows I'm back yet though. I snuck in while everyone was asleep and have been working on bringing back hope. I found his jacket, part of it anyways, and his ashes. Now, with just a proper hero's incantation, our hope will be back."
"It's been hours now, and I'm ready to finish this. All I have to do is say the incantation. I do wonder how everyone will react to this, but I don't care. This is right. This has to be the right thing."
***Actual Actions***
Andrew laid his journal aside, and walked back to the bowl which held his 'hope.' He lowered a final ingredient into the bowl, lit a match and dropped it in. The bowl's contents started to sizzle, and then caught fire burning pure white. "I call upon you, fallen hero, cross back across the threshold. Your time on Earth fulfilled for others, time will be given to you as a second chance. Hero, come forth from your hell and be flesh and bone, be a man again, be SPIKE!"
The contents exploded in a bright white light, and when all the smoke cleared, there he lay in the place of the bowl, Spike was back. Andrew reached to touch his shoulder and was startled when Spike reacted and grabbed Andrew's hand. "Touch me and die." Spike said with a slight note of irritation in his voice. Spike then took notice of his positioning and his surroundings, and the fact that he had no clothes on. "What the bloody hell is going on here?" He asked Andrew with more annoyance.
"I brought you back." Andrew said with almost ashamedly with his head lowered trying to ignore Spike's glare.
"So, I wasn't dreaming then, I had died. Oh hell, Buffy, where's Buffy, is Buffy ok?" Spike started to stand and once again realized he was naked. He covered himself with one hand and ran his other through his gel-less hair.
"She's here. But, uh, she doesn't know you are. I kinda brought you back myself."
"Wouldn't 'av expected them too, not with the results they got last time. But she's here. Wait, where the soddin' hell is here?"
"Los Angeles, in The Hyperion."
"Oh hell no, don't tell me she ran right into his arm's, not after that. I give my soddin' life to save her and she runs right back to Tall, Dark, and forehead."
"No, Spike, it didn't happen like that, I mean, that didn't happen. She brought everyone here to regroup and get cared for."
"How long ago was that mate?"
"Uh, a little over two months ago. But, she's supposed to be leaving for Cleveland tomorrow."
"Clev.oh bloody hell, another hellmouth, right? Can't even upset the balance of bleedin' power. Listen boy, do you have anything for me to put on myself, or am I going to have to go to her stark naked?"
"Um, I went and bought these." Andrew then handed Spike an exact duplicate of the clothes he had wore his final day of the battle. "I figured you would like those."
"You are a weird little man, you know that? But thanks."
Andrew stood, turned towards the door and opened it. "I'm going to be standing outside here, come out when you're ready. I'm going to have to go with you and explain what happened, and hope that they don't kill me."
Dawn's Journal Entry 8-2-03
"We were supposed to leave today, I was packed and, well, kinda ready to go. But then something happened that not even the most hellmouth experienced crew expected. Andrew showed back up, with Spike. Spike, um, the dead vampire with a soul that died saving the world. Buffy went into hysterics for the better part of the day yesterday when she opened her door and there he stood. Andrew tried to explain to her what had happened and how he had brought him back and he was trying to explain how he shouldn't be punished, but, Buffy didn't hear anything he said, she was kinda off in her own world with him, with the man that died for HER. Everyone gathered up for a scoobie's meeting, well, a meeting of the minds from both crews. Everyone had their take on the situation, especially Giles who laid into Andrew pretty hard about tampering with forces that he shouldn't. Surprisingly, the two biggest supporters of Andrew came from Spike's former two foes. Angel and Xander came to Andrew's defense. They all had there time to talk to Spike, and well, Buffy, cause she wouldn't leave his side. A startling discovery was made not but minutes into the meeting. When an argument flared up between Giles and Angel, Spike started to blush. No one really seemed to notice but Angel. Angel stopped mid sentence, walked over to Spike, and raised his arm as if too take a pulse. Funny thing, he did. Apparently, not only did Andrew bring back Spike, but he brought him back human. I don't know what any of this means, except, the moving date has been pushed back another month. Which is OH SO OK with me. Another month of being with Xander."
Xander's Journal Entry 8-2-03
"I've been given a second chance by some power to do the right thing today. Spike was brought back into this world, and I supported him and Andrew for it. Come to find out though, Spike is no longer just Spike, he's human. Buffy's off in her own world right now, and moving is going to have to wait. Maybe this will help me. I know this will help her. Even Angel was happy, which is odd, he hates Spike and loves Buffy, yet was happy to see the two together. I think Angel has gone a little looney in his old age. But, to see her truly happy again, well, truly happy for the first time that I can remember is enough for me. This has caused some rumblings in the power structure of the New Watcher's Council, but I think once time passes, it will clear up. It's been a long day, and I want to see my bed buddy, so to bed I go. Maybe we can figure out a way for her to stay here if I ask her. Hum, maybe I should've asked her first? Oh well, guess I'll find out now won't I?"