***Chapter Six***
**Damage Lost**
Dawn, Willow and Xander stood upon the scorched earth where Sunnydale once stood. All that remained was a large sand pit. The Hell Mouth had sealed over, causing the collapse of the town, destroying everything that had once stood there, Sunnydale had turned into Sunnybowl. Willow had tried every spell she could think of, and every one she could find to try and locate the remains of their friend. She'd even tried to find Spike, with no success, there were just no remains to be found. To Xander's somewhat relief they had found Anya, but why they couldn't find the other two, Willow just had no answers.
"She's gotta be here Willow, she just has to be!" Dawn was inconsolable. "Try again, please!"
"I've tried everything I can think of Dawnie, she's not here, and I done every spell three times. They aren't here." Willow's voice cracked with emotion, she felt totally defeated.
"Could she be like last time, you know, in heaven or something?" Xander asked the Wicca.
"I don't know? Maybe. I need to go do some more research, maybe I missed something...maybe...I could look elsewhere for more powerful stuff?" Willow offered the younger girl.
"No!!" the words from Dawn's mouth came resoundingly through, "I'm not risking you going all 'Evil Willow" on us again!"
"Dawn!" Xander tried to calm down the girl, "You know she wouldn't do that!"
"Thanks Xander for your vote of confidence, but the issues still remain. What happened to them?" Willow softly spoke her friends.
"Willow I don't understand, how come you found Anya, but not Buffy? I mean 'Captain Peroxide' I can understand..like hello he was ummmm...'dead' for want of a better word. But why not her? She was human....wasn't she?" Xander questioned Willow.
"Of course she was human! You are such a...a....." Dawn was just getting more infuriated with Xander.
"Hey Dawnie, only asking! I'm sorry, but it's a question that we need to be sure on, okay?" Xander just kept opening his mouth and shoving his foot further in.
"Xander just shut it!" Willow finally told him to keep quiet.
"Okay, so we can find Anya but not Buffy, there has to be a reason, and we need to find out why. And at this stage I can only think of one person" Willow crossed her arms in a defensive mode. It was clear to all, who it was and none of them relished that person.
Angel.
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Spike woke with the pain in his head now just resembling a soft thud, it pounded deep within his skull. Running his hand over the bed, he found an empty space, lifting his head, he spotted Buffy gathering water from the pool into a large jug. Turning his head to the other side of the room, he could see that she had been preparing some kind of meal for herself, with more than enough to spare.
"Planning on feeding me luv?" Spike asked Buffy's back.
"No, its first in first served here, mister! No room service!" Buffy comically returned to his earlier joke about wishing for room service, "It's self serve only." Buffy walked over to the table, resting the jug on it, and returned to Spike, lying on the bed next to him. "But for you we have a special offer, one night only."
"Only one night! You disappoint sweet. I would have thought at least all eternity, as my willing slave!" Spike volleyed back to her, pulling her back into a tight embrace.
"Hang on, I thought that was your line?" Buffy gave him a quick kiss on the lips, and broke away from him. Spike's bottom lip dropped as far as it would go, with a 'hurt puppy' look. Getting up she made her way back to the table, pulling out a glass, and holding it up, "You hungry?"
"I thought we had no room service?"
"Spike!" Buffy moved closer to the curtain that separated the room. "Yes or no?"
"Yeah, please! O neg, be nice sweetheart!"
Spike could hear Buffy mumble under her breath, something about 'I'll give you O!' but kept himself quiet. She once again went to the pool around the crevasse, and filled the glass again with the fluid that flowed in it, turning her nose up at the smell, it wasn't bad, but she'd smelt enough of it to last a decade. Wrinkling her nose she returned to him, holding her hand out to give it to him. As he downed the drink, she went about having her own meal, eating at the table provided, as Spike slowly got out of the bed wrapping a sheet around him. He joined her, sitting in the other chair, next to her own.
"Think we should talk?" Spike looked around him, as if looking for electronic bugs, picking at Buffy's food as he went about it.
"Here? I suppose. It would seem that they could come and go as they please, so I reckon that outside would be no different."
"What happened Buffy, while I was out?"
"In five words or less?" Buffy asked with a smile on her face.
"Hummft!?!" Spike coughed at the memory.
"The. First. Slayer. Was. Here." Buffy replied.
"You forgot 'Bitch', but then again that would make six."
"Hmmmmm, what about six words or less then?" Buffy laughed, "The. First. Slayer. Was. Here. Bitch."
"What she want?"
"Something about her being 'the first and the last'?" Buffy recited the First slayers words, "Then I blurted something like I was the Last of the Slayer Line, and I was the beginning' and 'I am one, but now I have many'".
"Okay, sounds good, but what in the hell do you mean?"
"I have absolutely no idea, but I'm sure that's what we're here for." Buffy finished her plate of food, licking her fingers, drying them off on the tablecloth.
"Buffy! Manners! You're mum would be horrified!" Spike laughed at her.
"Yep she would, but she isn't here is she!"
"If she only knew what her little girl was up to these days!" Spike's eyes sparkled in the low light of the room.
"Yeah she would, but could she blame me, with such a specimen of manhood before me!"
"Specimen of manhood!" Spike's laughter echoed in the chamber.
"Well vampire hood then! Whatever!" Buffy poked him in the ribs, much to his slight twinge of pain, "Does it still hurt?"
"No, just a little"
"Good, cause it's time for some physical therapy!" Buffy moved from her chair to sit in front of his, looking at him with desire filling her eyes.
"You're insatiable you know!'
"Always where you're concerned! And you need the exercise!" Buffy said as she ran her hand down his leg. "Okay so now it's exercise?"
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"Bloody hell Buffy. You're gonna kill me one of these days!" Spike told her, as they came down from their high.
"Hey!" Buffy playfully slapped his chest, "Just making up for lost time!"
"Lost....." Spike was cut off, with the appearance of a light breeze in the cavern.
"Here we go again!" Buffy climbed off Spike, grabbing her chemise and putting it on as quickly as she could, looking worriedly at Spike. Waiting for him to fall to the floor in agony again, she waited and waited.
But nothing happened.
Spike grabbed the sheet that lay around his hips, and pulled it around him the best he could. Watching and waiting like Buffy was, but no blinding pain penetrated his brain, no blackness over shadowed his brain, he stood up from the chair. Looking around the room, he waited for this 'First slayer' to appear, but to no avail, nothing appeared, nothing.
"What do you think luv?"
"I don't know Spike."
The balls began to lighten up, a few even more than the rest, most lay on the outside border of the room, illuminating the walls. The breeze picked up to a wind that whirled in the middle of the cavern, knocking things over in its wake. A bright light emanated from the middle of the room, over shadowing anything that gave out light, it was so bright it was blinding.
What ever it was it wasn't the First Slayer that was for sure.
End of Chapter Six.........more to come......please review....makes me write faster!!!
A/N*** Please note that this chapter has been edited in respect of the rules of ff.net
please don't hesitate to email me if you would like other hosting sites. Mercy ***
**Damage Lost**
Dawn, Willow and Xander stood upon the scorched earth where Sunnydale once stood. All that remained was a large sand pit. The Hell Mouth had sealed over, causing the collapse of the town, destroying everything that had once stood there, Sunnydale had turned into Sunnybowl. Willow had tried every spell she could think of, and every one she could find to try and locate the remains of their friend. She'd even tried to find Spike, with no success, there were just no remains to be found. To Xander's somewhat relief they had found Anya, but why they couldn't find the other two, Willow just had no answers.
"She's gotta be here Willow, she just has to be!" Dawn was inconsolable. "Try again, please!"
"I've tried everything I can think of Dawnie, she's not here, and I done every spell three times. They aren't here." Willow's voice cracked with emotion, she felt totally defeated.
"Could she be like last time, you know, in heaven or something?" Xander asked the Wicca.
"I don't know? Maybe. I need to go do some more research, maybe I missed something...maybe...I could look elsewhere for more powerful stuff?" Willow offered the younger girl.
"No!!" the words from Dawn's mouth came resoundingly through, "I'm not risking you going all 'Evil Willow" on us again!"
"Dawn!" Xander tried to calm down the girl, "You know she wouldn't do that!"
"Thanks Xander for your vote of confidence, but the issues still remain. What happened to them?" Willow softly spoke her friends.
"Willow I don't understand, how come you found Anya, but not Buffy? I mean 'Captain Peroxide' I can understand..like hello he was ummmm...'dead' for want of a better word. But why not her? She was human....wasn't she?" Xander questioned Willow.
"Of course she was human! You are such a...a....." Dawn was just getting more infuriated with Xander.
"Hey Dawnie, only asking! I'm sorry, but it's a question that we need to be sure on, okay?" Xander just kept opening his mouth and shoving his foot further in.
"Xander just shut it!" Willow finally told him to keep quiet.
"Okay, so we can find Anya but not Buffy, there has to be a reason, and we need to find out why. And at this stage I can only think of one person" Willow crossed her arms in a defensive mode. It was clear to all, who it was and none of them relished that person.
Angel.
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Spike woke with the pain in his head now just resembling a soft thud, it pounded deep within his skull. Running his hand over the bed, he found an empty space, lifting his head, he spotted Buffy gathering water from the pool into a large jug. Turning his head to the other side of the room, he could see that she had been preparing some kind of meal for herself, with more than enough to spare.
"Planning on feeding me luv?" Spike asked Buffy's back.
"No, its first in first served here, mister! No room service!" Buffy comically returned to his earlier joke about wishing for room service, "It's self serve only." Buffy walked over to the table, resting the jug on it, and returned to Spike, lying on the bed next to him. "But for you we have a special offer, one night only."
"Only one night! You disappoint sweet. I would have thought at least all eternity, as my willing slave!" Spike volleyed back to her, pulling her back into a tight embrace.
"Hang on, I thought that was your line?" Buffy gave him a quick kiss on the lips, and broke away from him. Spike's bottom lip dropped as far as it would go, with a 'hurt puppy' look. Getting up she made her way back to the table, pulling out a glass, and holding it up, "You hungry?"
"I thought we had no room service?"
"Spike!" Buffy moved closer to the curtain that separated the room. "Yes or no?"
"Yeah, please! O neg, be nice sweetheart!"
Spike could hear Buffy mumble under her breath, something about 'I'll give you O!' but kept himself quiet. She once again went to the pool around the crevasse, and filled the glass again with the fluid that flowed in it, turning her nose up at the smell, it wasn't bad, but she'd smelt enough of it to last a decade. Wrinkling her nose she returned to him, holding her hand out to give it to him. As he downed the drink, she went about having her own meal, eating at the table provided, as Spike slowly got out of the bed wrapping a sheet around him. He joined her, sitting in the other chair, next to her own.
"Think we should talk?" Spike looked around him, as if looking for electronic bugs, picking at Buffy's food as he went about it.
"Here? I suppose. It would seem that they could come and go as they please, so I reckon that outside would be no different."
"What happened Buffy, while I was out?"
"In five words or less?" Buffy asked with a smile on her face.
"Hummft!?!" Spike coughed at the memory.
"The. First. Slayer. Was. Here." Buffy replied.
"You forgot 'Bitch', but then again that would make six."
"Hmmmmm, what about six words or less then?" Buffy laughed, "The. First. Slayer. Was. Here. Bitch."
"What she want?"
"Something about her being 'the first and the last'?" Buffy recited the First slayers words, "Then I blurted something like I was the Last of the Slayer Line, and I was the beginning' and 'I am one, but now I have many'".
"Okay, sounds good, but what in the hell do you mean?"
"I have absolutely no idea, but I'm sure that's what we're here for." Buffy finished her plate of food, licking her fingers, drying them off on the tablecloth.
"Buffy! Manners! You're mum would be horrified!" Spike laughed at her.
"Yep she would, but she isn't here is she!"
"If she only knew what her little girl was up to these days!" Spike's eyes sparkled in the low light of the room.
"Yeah she would, but could she blame me, with such a specimen of manhood before me!"
"Specimen of manhood!" Spike's laughter echoed in the chamber.
"Well vampire hood then! Whatever!" Buffy poked him in the ribs, much to his slight twinge of pain, "Does it still hurt?"
"No, just a little"
"Good, cause it's time for some physical therapy!" Buffy moved from her chair to sit in front of his, looking at him with desire filling her eyes.
"You're insatiable you know!'
"Always where you're concerned! And you need the exercise!" Buffy said as she ran her hand down his leg. "Okay so now it's exercise?"
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"Bloody hell Buffy. You're gonna kill me one of these days!" Spike told her, as they came down from their high.
"Hey!" Buffy playfully slapped his chest, "Just making up for lost time!"
"Lost....." Spike was cut off, with the appearance of a light breeze in the cavern.
"Here we go again!" Buffy climbed off Spike, grabbing her chemise and putting it on as quickly as she could, looking worriedly at Spike. Waiting for him to fall to the floor in agony again, she waited and waited.
But nothing happened.
Spike grabbed the sheet that lay around his hips, and pulled it around him the best he could. Watching and waiting like Buffy was, but no blinding pain penetrated his brain, no blackness over shadowed his brain, he stood up from the chair. Looking around the room, he waited for this 'First slayer' to appear, but to no avail, nothing appeared, nothing.
"What do you think luv?"
"I don't know Spike."
The balls began to lighten up, a few even more than the rest, most lay on the outside border of the room, illuminating the walls. The breeze picked up to a wind that whirled in the middle of the cavern, knocking things over in its wake. A bright light emanated from the middle of the room, over shadowing anything that gave out light, it was so bright it was blinding.
What ever it was it wasn't the First Slayer that was for sure.
End of Chapter Six.........more to come......please review....makes me write faster!!!
A/N*** Please note that this chapter has been edited in respect of the rules of ff.net
please don't hesitate to email me if you would like other hosting sites. Mercy ***