Title: The Way "End of Days" Should Have Been
Author: Bunny and Lucky
Disclaimer: The characters belong to the god Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy *Grr-Arg*
Rating: PG-13 (Like always)
Feedback: **** YEAH! We love all those who've reviewed! XOXOXOXO!
A/N: SilverRain4: put the coca cola down. You-know-who's back.
WickedWiccan1: your question will be answered somewhat in a chapter or two.
Chapter Title: Long Day Part 1
Summary: To long to explain.
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Buffy woke up and patted the empty mattress beside her. She glanced at her watch, only 6:15, she got up to look for Spike. She went into the kitchen and found Connor cooking toast. "You should wait for Tara to wake up," said the Slayer, startling him. "She makes funny-shaped pancakes today."
"I'll probably have some then too. I have a really high metabolism for some reason." He looked at her. "I suppose you're looking for Spike?"
"Mostly."
"I heard him around 5:50 this morning. He was mumbling a lot of curses and then something about gods and him mom." Pausing he added. "Then he slammed the door talking about getting drunk."
Buffy sighed. "That'd be Spike." She grabbed an apple, biting into it.
"But at this time?"
"You don't know him that much. Legally or not, he will find a way."
***
Spike didn't make it to the bar. He was a block away when he saw a man drag a girl down an alley. By the time he got there, the man was re- sheathing his sword. "Oh, bloody hell! Not you again!"
Thanatos looked up. "Dard! How's your precious doing? Gotta say, hell was literally raising when Hades found out she was alive. I could just slice her again, but it's so predictable and then you'd do that light thing. How'd you pull that?"
"Hoping you could tell me," muttered the ex-vamp, stepping forwards into a fighting position.
Thanatos stopped. "You don't know? The great Dard doesn't remember?"
"It's Spike."
"What was the first thing you said to me?"
"Can we just get to the fighting?"
"Don't you want to talk about anything?"
Spike stood up straight. "You wanna talk? How about your brother, Hypnos? How he stole Mania? And how Hades clipped your bleeding wings cuz of jealousy?" Thanatos's usually calm face was fuming silently, moving his hand to the hilt. "Oh, so you want to fight now? Nezctikk."
Spike had no idea where the word came from, but Thanatos was on him in a blink of an eye, slugging a fist at his jaw. Spike dodged the blow easily and kicked the guy in the stomach, sending him back several feet. He brushed himself off and went back up to the platinum. His jab was blocked, but got a solid punch to Spike's jaw, splitting his lip. He came back with an arm jab to the chest. Thanatos stumbled back, but lost his balance on the girls corpse. Thanatos drew his sword and swung it at Spike managing to nick his cheek. As he was bringing it back around, Spike grabbed a trash can lid and frizbeed it into his chest.
Thanatos laughed. "You are like your daddy. Getting into the fight." He set down the weapon and stood on it. "Bet he didn't mention this." He rose off the ground sending a dark arc that hurtled towards the ex-vamps. Spike held up his hands to block the arc descending, then a clear white light shot around him.
Suddenly, it all stopped. Thanatos was looking at the lightening sky. "Hades, is going to be. . ." With out warning his weapon came down on Spike's shoulder. "Slightly mad." He disappeared with a flowery exit.
***
It was about 6:40 when Spike came in through the back door to find Buffy the only one in the kitchen. "What happened to you?" She got up. "I should wake up to check that-"
"No. I'm fine." He tried to shove upstairs, but Buffy grabbed his arm.
"At least let me look at it-"
"I said I'm bloody well fine. Now, sod off."
She persisted, and held his arm tighter. "What the hell is your problem? You get up at nearly six in the morning to get 'piss drunk'?"
He looked confused. "How'd you know. . ."
"Our new houseguest is a light sleeper." He looked confused. "Connor." Nodding to show recognition, she continued. "Anyway, is this about your mom? What's wrong with her?"
Spike sighed. "I know who my da is."
The Slayer looked confused. "And you didn't before?"
"He died, well sort of, when I was ten."
"Huh?"
"My da is Zeus."
Buffy stayed silent for a minute. "Holy sh-"
"Wow," said Connor coming back in. He looked at Spike. "I'm voting for bar fight."
Shaking her head, she looked at him. "I'm going to repeat, what happened to you?"
"Before I could get to the pub, I met up with the sword-happy god."
Buffy's eyes widened. "You fought with Thanatos?" She glanced down on his shoulder. "You need to get that cleaned up fast, or else it'll get numb."
Spike followed her into the living room reluctantly, while Connor stayed in the kitchen drinking coffee. Buffy signaled for him to take off his shirt and bandaged up the cut. "So. . . how do you feel about Zeus?"
Sighing, he rubbed his face. "Don't know. I recall likin' the guy somewhat and that was the last thing he told me." Spike sighed again. "I don't remember. It's like a bleeding case of bad amnesia."
She wrapped up his shoulder carefully thinking of what to say. "You'll remember eventually."
"When?"
Before she could answer, Willow and Tara came downstairs. "Wow," said the redhead. "Some one works out." Spike quickly put his shirt back on. "We woke up Dawnie and Deanna. They weren't to happy to wake up."
Tara smiled. "And Andrew and Deanna looked so cute together." Both girls retreated to the kitchen hand in hand.
Spike raised an eyebrow. "The geek and the new one are together."
Buffy grinned. "Yeah. Scary isn't it. Although in a weird way, they're kind of right for each other."
Spike just stared at her for a long moment. Afterwards, he got up. "I'd better go change my shirt." She let him get to the stairwell, when she got up and went after him.
"Spike," she said, stopping him. "Do you want to try again. As in again again. Like, slowly."
"I'd like that a lot, luv." They both smiled. He only made it up the third step before Buffy twirled him around and kissed him, to which he agreed equally.
After some time had passed, a voice came from the top. "Looks like I'm not the only one who woke up to a good morning kiss."
They both pulled apart. "Hi, Faith."
"Hey, B." Spike went up the stairs where Faith hit his arm playfully. "So?" she asked after he had left. "You guys going at it again?"
"Not totally like before, but sorta, yeah." Buffy couldn't help blushing. "You okay with it?"
"Hey, I'm the one who told you to do it in the first place, remember?" Faith grinned while coming down the steps. "Actually, there has been this talk I've been wanting to have with you since the beginning. Girl to girl, Slayer to Slayer. You're ready for it now." Her eyes were lit up with excitement.
"What?" Buffy asked cautiously.
"Our sex lives."
Buffy's eyes widened. "Oh, no. No, no, definitely not!"
"Why not? When I met, you you'd only done it with one guy. Now, you have two steady guys and a one night stand. Don't you dare tell me you don't have any tricks of the trade." She looked like her resolve was faltering, so Faith took another step closer to her. "Come on! You tell me something, I tell you."
Buffy met her gaze. "Is you're room empty?" Both girls smiled and ran up the stairs.
***
Willow flipped through the mail with Tara at her side making pancakes. Andrew, Connor, Xander, and Robin sat at the island eating. "That's odd," said the red head. "Spike got a letter. No return or stamp."
Tara peeked over her lovers shoulder. "You should just set it down and let him open it."
Xander finished chewing, staring at the envelope on the tile. "I say open it." The other men sitting grunted in agreement. The carpenter picked it up when Spike came in, with a new shirt.
Willow ripped it from his fingers. "Letter!" Cocking an eyebrow at her overly cheerful mood, he silently tore it open and read.
Meet me at Pierre's Cafe at ten-thirty am today.
"W-What's it say?" questioned the blonde witch.
"Some buggering stuff about an anonymous meeting." Spike crumpled up the paper and threw it in the trash.
"Well. . ." drew out Robin. "Are you planning on going?"
He shrugged. "Yeah. Why not."
Willow's forehead creased with worry. "Are you sure? I-It's just, it could be Thanatos. And when you met up with him this morning, he did a bad number to your shirt. And-And we really don't want to spend any more money then we already do on clothing."
Author: Bunny and Lucky
Disclaimer: The characters belong to the god Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy *Grr-Arg*
Rating: PG-13 (Like always)
Feedback: **** YEAH! We love all those who've reviewed! XOXOXOXO!
A/N: SilverRain4: put the coca cola down. You-know-who's back.
WickedWiccan1: your question will be answered somewhat in a chapter or two.
Chapter Title: Long Day Part 1
Summary: To long to explain.
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Buffy woke up and patted the empty mattress beside her. She glanced at her watch, only 6:15, she got up to look for Spike. She went into the kitchen and found Connor cooking toast. "You should wait for Tara to wake up," said the Slayer, startling him. "She makes funny-shaped pancakes today."
"I'll probably have some then too. I have a really high metabolism for some reason." He looked at her. "I suppose you're looking for Spike?"
"Mostly."
"I heard him around 5:50 this morning. He was mumbling a lot of curses and then something about gods and him mom." Pausing he added. "Then he slammed the door talking about getting drunk."
Buffy sighed. "That'd be Spike." She grabbed an apple, biting into it.
"But at this time?"
"You don't know him that much. Legally or not, he will find a way."
***
Spike didn't make it to the bar. He was a block away when he saw a man drag a girl down an alley. By the time he got there, the man was re- sheathing his sword. "Oh, bloody hell! Not you again!"
Thanatos looked up. "Dard! How's your precious doing? Gotta say, hell was literally raising when Hades found out she was alive. I could just slice her again, but it's so predictable and then you'd do that light thing. How'd you pull that?"
"Hoping you could tell me," muttered the ex-vamp, stepping forwards into a fighting position.
Thanatos stopped. "You don't know? The great Dard doesn't remember?"
"It's Spike."
"What was the first thing you said to me?"
"Can we just get to the fighting?"
"Don't you want to talk about anything?"
Spike stood up straight. "You wanna talk? How about your brother, Hypnos? How he stole Mania? And how Hades clipped your bleeding wings cuz of jealousy?" Thanatos's usually calm face was fuming silently, moving his hand to the hilt. "Oh, so you want to fight now? Nezctikk."
Spike had no idea where the word came from, but Thanatos was on him in a blink of an eye, slugging a fist at his jaw. Spike dodged the blow easily and kicked the guy in the stomach, sending him back several feet. He brushed himself off and went back up to the platinum. His jab was blocked, but got a solid punch to Spike's jaw, splitting his lip. He came back with an arm jab to the chest. Thanatos stumbled back, but lost his balance on the girls corpse. Thanatos drew his sword and swung it at Spike managing to nick his cheek. As he was bringing it back around, Spike grabbed a trash can lid and frizbeed it into his chest.
Thanatos laughed. "You are like your daddy. Getting into the fight." He set down the weapon and stood on it. "Bet he didn't mention this." He rose off the ground sending a dark arc that hurtled towards the ex-vamps. Spike held up his hands to block the arc descending, then a clear white light shot around him.
Suddenly, it all stopped. Thanatos was looking at the lightening sky. "Hades, is going to be. . ." With out warning his weapon came down on Spike's shoulder. "Slightly mad." He disappeared with a flowery exit.
***
It was about 6:40 when Spike came in through the back door to find Buffy the only one in the kitchen. "What happened to you?" She got up. "I should wake up to check that-"
"No. I'm fine." He tried to shove upstairs, but Buffy grabbed his arm.
"At least let me look at it-"
"I said I'm bloody well fine. Now, sod off."
She persisted, and held his arm tighter. "What the hell is your problem? You get up at nearly six in the morning to get 'piss drunk'?"
He looked confused. "How'd you know. . ."
"Our new houseguest is a light sleeper." He looked confused. "Connor." Nodding to show recognition, she continued. "Anyway, is this about your mom? What's wrong with her?"
Spike sighed. "I know who my da is."
The Slayer looked confused. "And you didn't before?"
"He died, well sort of, when I was ten."
"Huh?"
"My da is Zeus."
Buffy stayed silent for a minute. "Holy sh-"
"Wow," said Connor coming back in. He looked at Spike. "I'm voting for bar fight."
Shaking her head, she looked at him. "I'm going to repeat, what happened to you?"
"Before I could get to the pub, I met up with the sword-happy god."
Buffy's eyes widened. "You fought with Thanatos?" She glanced down on his shoulder. "You need to get that cleaned up fast, or else it'll get numb."
Spike followed her into the living room reluctantly, while Connor stayed in the kitchen drinking coffee. Buffy signaled for him to take off his shirt and bandaged up the cut. "So. . . how do you feel about Zeus?"
Sighing, he rubbed his face. "Don't know. I recall likin' the guy somewhat and that was the last thing he told me." Spike sighed again. "I don't remember. It's like a bleeding case of bad amnesia."
She wrapped up his shoulder carefully thinking of what to say. "You'll remember eventually."
"When?"
Before she could answer, Willow and Tara came downstairs. "Wow," said the redhead. "Some one works out." Spike quickly put his shirt back on. "We woke up Dawnie and Deanna. They weren't to happy to wake up."
Tara smiled. "And Andrew and Deanna looked so cute together." Both girls retreated to the kitchen hand in hand.
Spike raised an eyebrow. "The geek and the new one are together."
Buffy grinned. "Yeah. Scary isn't it. Although in a weird way, they're kind of right for each other."
Spike just stared at her for a long moment. Afterwards, he got up. "I'd better go change my shirt." She let him get to the stairwell, when she got up and went after him.
"Spike," she said, stopping him. "Do you want to try again. As in again again. Like, slowly."
"I'd like that a lot, luv." They both smiled. He only made it up the third step before Buffy twirled him around and kissed him, to which he agreed equally.
After some time had passed, a voice came from the top. "Looks like I'm not the only one who woke up to a good morning kiss."
They both pulled apart. "Hi, Faith."
"Hey, B." Spike went up the stairs where Faith hit his arm playfully. "So?" she asked after he had left. "You guys going at it again?"
"Not totally like before, but sorta, yeah." Buffy couldn't help blushing. "You okay with it?"
"Hey, I'm the one who told you to do it in the first place, remember?" Faith grinned while coming down the steps. "Actually, there has been this talk I've been wanting to have with you since the beginning. Girl to girl, Slayer to Slayer. You're ready for it now." Her eyes were lit up with excitement.
"What?" Buffy asked cautiously.
"Our sex lives."
Buffy's eyes widened. "Oh, no. No, no, definitely not!"
"Why not? When I met, you you'd only done it with one guy. Now, you have two steady guys and a one night stand. Don't you dare tell me you don't have any tricks of the trade." She looked like her resolve was faltering, so Faith took another step closer to her. "Come on! You tell me something, I tell you."
Buffy met her gaze. "Is you're room empty?" Both girls smiled and ran up the stairs.
***
Willow flipped through the mail with Tara at her side making pancakes. Andrew, Connor, Xander, and Robin sat at the island eating. "That's odd," said the red head. "Spike got a letter. No return or stamp."
Tara peeked over her lovers shoulder. "You should just set it down and let him open it."
Xander finished chewing, staring at the envelope on the tile. "I say open it." The other men sitting grunted in agreement. The carpenter picked it up when Spike came in, with a new shirt.
Willow ripped it from his fingers. "Letter!" Cocking an eyebrow at her overly cheerful mood, he silently tore it open and read.
Meet me at Pierre's Cafe at ten-thirty am today.
"W-What's it say?" questioned the blonde witch.
"Some buggering stuff about an anonymous meeting." Spike crumpled up the paper and threw it in the trash.
"Well. . ." drew out Robin. "Are you planning on going?"
He shrugged. "Yeah. Why not."
Willow's forehead creased with worry. "Are you sure? I-It's just, it could be Thanatos. And when you met up with him this morning, he did a bad number to your shirt. And-And we really don't want to spend any more money then we already do on clothing."