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!
Chapter Title: Long Day Part 2
Summary: To long to explain.
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Spike sat down at an outside table. Somehow, he had managed to convince the witches that he would be okay in a public area in daylight, although it took a long time. A problem he'd have to face when he got back, would be Buffy.
He pushed these thoughts aside as a man in a brown raincoat sat down at the table. "Yeah?"
"Wow! I'm actually talking to you!" said the man excitedly. "I have, but, nothing like this!"
"Can we get to the bloody point?" asked Spike impatiently.
The guy held up his hands, "Okay, okay. Don't shoot the messenger. I'm just doing what Zeus asked me to."
"Yeah. Well, why didn't he come down instead of you?"
"I'm the messenger. Hermes, they call me. Plus, Olympus is complete chaos right now and he's needed." Spike nodded slowly. "The reason I'm here is to give you this." Hermes gave him another envelope with a red seal on the lip. "When, and only when, not before, you remember everything, you may open this up. It'll get you to Olympus with no troubles what-so-ever. You could even bring a friend."
He took the envelope. "The only problem, mate, is that I don't remember."
"You will. Sooner than you think."
"Well, why don't I?"
"That's a question for when you do." He glanced at his watch and stood up. "I gotta go. Juun-dyi."
"Juun-dyi." Spike didn't even realize that Hermes was gone or he said a good-bye in a complete different language. He just was looking at the paper in his hands and anxious on when he could open it.
***
Spike returned to find Faith, Buffy, Willow, Andrew, Wesley, Xander, Fred, and Robin in the living room. "Where'd you go, bond?" asked the brunette. Buffy hit her in the arm, what looked like a full punch, which just got Faith grinning. "Seriously, I mean, you've been gone for nearly four hours."
Tara came in from the kitchen. "Oh, good, you're here, and so is Wes and Fred. I-I finally managed to reach the Powers. All they would say is that Angel's insane because he was meant to be the god and it's messing with his head."
It was then that Dawn, Deanna, and Connor came in through the front door. "Geez, who died?" asked Deanna flopping down in the only open chair.
"Well. . ." said Fred.
"Someone's gonna die?" questioned Dawn.
Wesley sighed. "We've decided to stake Angel." Dawn, Spike, and Tara had their jaws hanging open.
"What?"
"What?"
"What?" Tara shook her head. "Wh-When did you decide this?"
"While you were job hunting," said Robin.
Dawn began breathing hard. "You can't! I-I mean. . . it's. . .He'd get. . ." Spike took her shoulder and led her into the dining room to talk.
"Now, I would've thought she'd be happy about that," said Xander. Willow smacked his arm. "Ouch! No think about it. After what he did as Angelus to her, I'm surprised she even went to talk to him."
"Who's gonna do it?" asked Fr ed. "Stake him." Everyone looked down, save for Deanna, Robin, Andrew, and Connor.
"I could," said Deanna. "I didn't even know him, and no matter how much you hated him at one point, you still couldn't."
Willow nodded. "It kind of only leaves you, Andrew, Connor, Robin, or. . . where did Tara go?" As if on cue, the witch returned with Dawn and Spike.
"Willow. I need you to do a spell with me. It'll take about an hour, but. . ."
She stood up. "Yeah. What's it for?"
"I-I-I'll explain it later, but w-we need to do it now, so it gets done." Before the two of them left the room, Tara looked at Connor, and smiled sadly.
The silence was awkward when the phone rang. Buffy got up to answer it. "Giles! Where have you been? Do you know I've been trying to reach you since we moved here!" Everyone was quiet as Giles spoke. "You're where? At the airport?" Buffy sighed. "We'll get you here soon. You should have called beforehand. Wait a minute. Is this an apocalyptic visit." She sighed again. "Fine. Someone'll be there shortly." Hanging up the phone, she turned around. "You probably all heard that. Some needs to pick him up at the airport. I would, but I can't drive."
Robin stood up, taking out his keys. "I'll go."
Buffy nodded. "Just, don't tell him to much. Keep him talking. Believe me, get him started on some sort of codex and he will talk for hours." He nodded grinning and left the house. She turned to Spike and Dawn. "What's going on?"
Dawn breathed deeply. "This is about Connor." She faced him. "I can tell you the rest privately, or in front of everyone. It's your call."
To say looked confused would be a understatement. "What about me?"
"Do you remember that Connor I told you about?" He nodded cautiously. "That's you. And Angel would be-"
"Let's do this in private. Please." She took his hand led him up to her room.
"Would you care to explain?" asked Faith a little sharply. Spike sighed. This would be a long evening.
***
Connor sat down on her bed where Dawn joined him after she closed the door. She launched into explanation. "Okay, leaving off. There was this girl named Cordelia. She majorly screwed with your mind and you two slept together and she got pregnant. Basically, she gave birth to herself through some weird magic or something. This child, Jasmine, promised peace on earth and all that, but she was killing people repetitively to stay alive. Long story short, either you or Cordy could kill her. Well, Cordy was in a coma then, and for some reason, you punched your hand through her head. Obviously, she died. Then you went insane and tried to blow up a lot of people in a mall.
"Well, Angel - keep in mind that he was sane and good - agreed to work at an evil law firm's office to have you start over in life with a new family and give you a chance to escape all this. So, you had a real family and no memory about anything."
Connor nodded, not quite believing. "Why are you telling me all this?"
Dawn breathed, trying not to cry. "Because once Angel's staked, you'll remember it all. Growing up in the hell dimension, trying to kill Angel, Angelus returning, the Cordy thing, the bombs. . ."
Connor held his hand up. "Start at the beginning. Leave nothing out. No matter what." She agreed and explained. At the end, he sat there not moving.
"You okay?"
"Not really."
"I thought so."
Tara knocked on the door. "Wh-Whenever you're ready. Deanna's ready and e- e-everything else."
The girl nodded. "They confused?"
She grinned. "You have no idea."
"Wait. How do you know?" he asked.
"Powers," she said simply. She became solemn again. "You ready?"
Connor sighed. "Not in the least. But I'll probably never be. Go ahead." She closed the door.
Dawn looked up at him, tears threatening to fall. "You need to know that we're all here for you."
"I know tha-"
She interrupted him. "You might believe it now, but I don't think you will in a minute." She slid over and began to kiss him. "I love you. Just please always believe that."
Dawn stood up and took a step away from him. Connor started to get up with her, but he clutched his head and began screaming.
She went into the hall quickly, her tears falling, not wanting to hear him in pain. She paused. Connor wasn't the only one screaming.
Spike was too.
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TBC. . . .
We broke it up into parts cuz it was a long part.
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!
Chapter Title: Long Day Part 2
Summary: To long to explain.
-------------------------------------------------------------------
Spike sat down at an outside table. Somehow, he had managed to convince the witches that he would be okay in a public area in daylight, although it took a long time. A problem he'd have to face when he got back, would be Buffy.
He pushed these thoughts aside as a man in a brown raincoat sat down at the table. "Yeah?"
"Wow! I'm actually talking to you!" said the man excitedly. "I have, but, nothing like this!"
"Can we get to the bloody point?" asked Spike impatiently.
The guy held up his hands, "Okay, okay. Don't shoot the messenger. I'm just doing what Zeus asked me to."
"Yeah. Well, why didn't he come down instead of you?"
"I'm the messenger. Hermes, they call me. Plus, Olympus is complete chaos right now and he's needed." Spike nodded slowly. "The reason I'm here is to give you this." Hermes gave him another envelope with a red seal on the lip. "When, and only when, not before, you remember everything, you may open this up. It'll get you to Olympus with no troubles what-so-ever. You could even bring a friend."
He took the envelope. "The only problem, mate, is that I don't remember."
"You will. Sooner than you think."
"Well, why don't I?"
"That's a question for when you do." He glanced at his watch and stood up. "I gotta go. Juun-dyi."
"Juun-dyi." Spike didn't even realize that Hermes was gone or he said a good-bye in a complete different language. He just was looking at the paper in his hands and anxious on when he could open it.
***
Spike returned to find Faith, Buffy, Willow, Andrew, Wesley, Xander, Fred, and Robin in the living room. "Where'd you go, bond?" asked the brunette. Buffy hit her in the arm, what looked like a full punch, which just got Faith grinning. "Seriously, I mean, you've been gone for nearly four hours."
Tara came in from the kitchen. "Oh, good, you're here, and so is Wes and Fred. I-I finally managed to reach the Powers. All they would say is that Angel's insane because he was meant to be the god and it's messing with his head."
It was then that Dawn, Deanna, and Connor came in through the front door. "Geez, who died?" asked Deanna flopping down in the only open chair.
"Well. . ." said Fred.
"Someone's gonna die?" questioned Dawn.
Wesley sighed. "We've decided to stake Angel." Dawn, Spike, and Tara had their jaws hanging open.
"What?"
"What?"
"What?" Tara shook her head. "Wh-When did you decide this?"
"While you were job hunting," said Robin.
Dawn began breathing hard. "You can't! I-I mean. . . it's. . .He'd get. . ." Spike took her shoulder and led her into the dining room to talk.
"Now, I would've thought she'd be happy about that," said Xander. Willow smacked his arm. "Ouch! No think about it. After what he did as Angelus to her, I'm surprised she even went to talk to him."
"Who's gonna do it?" asked Fr ed. "Stake him." Everyone looked down, save for Deanna, Robin, Andrew, and Connor.
"I could," said Deanna. "I didn't even know him, and no matter how much you hated him at one point, you still couldn't."
Willow nodded. "It kind of only leaves you, Andrew, Connor, Robin, or. . . where did Tara go?" As if on cue, the witch returned with Dawn and Spike.
"Willow. I need you to do a spell with me. It'll take about an hour, but. . ."
She stood up. "Yeah. What's it for?"
"I-I-I'll explain it later, but w-we need to do it now, so it gets done." Before the two of them left the room, Tara looked at Connor, and smiled sadly.
The silence was awkward when the phone rang. Buffy got up to answer it. "Giles! Where have you been? Do you know I've been trying to reach you since we moved here!" Everyone was quiet as Giles spoke. "You're where? At the airport?" Buffy sighed. "We'll get you here soon. You should have called beforehand. Wait a minute. Is this an apocalyptic visit." She sighed again. "Fine. Someone'll be there shortly." Hanging up the phone, she turned around. "You probably all heard that. Some needs to pick him up at the airport. I would, but I can't drive."
Robin stood up, taking out his keys. "I'll go."
Buffy nodded. "Just, don't tell him to much. Keep him talking. Believe me, get him started on some sort of codex and he will talk for hours." He nodded grinning and left the house. She turned to Spike and Dawn. "What's going on?"
Dawn breathed deeply. "This is about Connor." She faced him. "I can tell you the rest privately, or in front of everyone. It's your call."
To say looked confused would be a understatement. "What about me?"
"Do you remember that Connor I told you about?" He nodded cautiously. "That's you. And Angel would be-"
"Let's do this in private. Please." She took his hand led him up to her room.
"Would you care to explain?" asked Faith a little sharply. Spike sighed. This would be a long evening.
***
Connor sat down on her bed where Dawn joined him after she closed the door. She launched into explanation. "Okay, leaving off. There was this girl named Cordelia. She majorly screwed with your mind and you two slept together and she got pregnant. Basically, she gave birth to herself through some weird magic or something. This child, Jasmine, promised peace on earth and all that, but she was killing people repetitively to stay alive. Long story short, either you or Cordy could kill her. Well, Cordy was in a coma then, and for some reason, you punched your hand through her head. Obviously, she died. Then you went insane and tried to blow up a lot of people in a mall.
"Well, Angel - keep in mind that he was sane and good - agreed to work at an evil law firm's office to have you start over in life with a new family and give you a chance to escape all this. So, you had a real family and no memory about anything."
Connor nodded, not quite believing. "Why are you telling me all this?"
Dawn breathed, trying not to cry. "Because once Angel's staked, you'll remember it all. Growing up in the hell dimension, trying to kill Angel, Angelus returning, the Cordy thing, the bombs. . ."
Connor held his hand up. "Start at the beginning. Leave nothing out. No matter what." She agreed and explained. At the end, he sat there not moving.
"You okay?"
"Not really."
"I thought so."
Tara knocked on the door. "Wh-Whenever you're ready. Deanna's ready and e- e-everything else."
The girl nodded. "They confused?"
She grinned. "You have no idea."
"Wait. How do you know?" he asked.
"Powers," she said simply. She became solemn again. "You ready?"
Connor sighed. "Not in the least. But I'll probably never be. Go ahead." She closed the door.
Dawn looked up at him, tears threatening to fall. "You need to know that we're all here for you."
"I know tha-"
She interrupted him. "You might believe it now, but I don't think you will in a minute." She slid over and began to kiss him. "I love you. Just please always believe that."
Dawn stood up and took a step away from him. Connor started to get up with her, but he clutched his head and began screaming.
She went into the hall quickly, her tears falling, not wanting to hear him in pain. She paused. Connor wasn't the only one screaming.
Spike was too.
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TBC. . . .
We broke it up into parts cuz it was a long part.