Title: Visions Cause Trouble
Author: BunnyKat
Rating: PG-13, to chicken to go any higher
Feedback: Yeah! Kat doesn't exactly like flames, but I embrace them! Please give us anything! Reviewers are our friends! We appreciate the criticism!
Disclaimer: We do not own ANY Angel or Buffy characters (*tear*).
Chapter Title: Dreaming
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Spike just stared at her in shock. Dawn looked at him and begged to play along. He smirked, but there would be lots of explaining later. "What about him?" asked the doctor pointing to Connor.
"He saved her life and mine," said Dawn. "He stays."
The doctor stared disapprovingly, then nodded. "Very well. Ms. Summers was taken to the operating room and was worked on. She lost a great deal of blood, but she should recover nicely." He paused. "Unfortunately, she has yet to wake up. If she doesn't wake up soon, she may slip into a coma. We can't tell for how long and it will be harder to revive her."
None of them said a word. Dawn broke the silence. "I want one of us to be with her at all times." The doctor nodded and led the way to Buffy's room. She was lying in bed with an IV attached to her hand. Over all it just looked like the Slayer was sleeping. When the doctor left, Dawn said to Spike, "The reason I said that she was your fiancée was because I didn't want her to be alone when she wakes up and I have school tomorrow, so I was kind of wondering if you would watch her?" Spike just nodded in response. "Good." She took a ring out of her pocket. "I kind of, sort of borrowed this from Buffy. It can pose as the engagement ring if anyone asks." She handed it to him and he slipped it on her finger. "I could probably stay for another half hour, then I should go. You go and get some blood at your crypt. Be back in a little bit."
Spike hugged her and left. Dawn pulled a chair up to the bed and sat. "Why haven't you staked him yet?" asked Connor.
She looked at him almost crying. "Please don't. We haven't because he helps out. A lot more than you could ever imagine. Even without a soul."
Since Connor could see the sincerity in her look, he abided. "Are you a vampire?"
Dawn stared up. "No!" He looked doubtful. She took his hand and placed it above her heart to where he could feel a beat. Connor just nodded. "So how did you know about. this?"
"Like I said, Cordelia had a vision and we all came here."
"'We all'?"
"Angel and Cordy came too." They sat for awhile.
"Where did Cordy and Angel go?" Connor explained about the abduction in the car. "Oh. You can stay at my place. It would be the couch, but I don't think anyone would mind. Considering the fact you saved mine and Buffy's life." Neither talked until Spike came back and left him to watch over Buffy. Dawn used the hospital phone to inform everyone to meet at her place and that she was okay. She noticed the Connor took one last look in the room before following her out.
Connor and Dawn walked home talking about their lives, informing them about each other, keeping out the main details, like vampire parents and growing up in a hell dimension or being a thousand year old mystical ball of energy. They were just trying to take their mind off what had happened that night. As soon as Dawn walked in the door she was nearly tackled by the amount of questions and people running towards her. Xander was the first to notice the boy. "Who are you?"
"Connor." Dawn suggested that everyone have a seat, which they followed. After they had done that, she explained the nights events.
"Spike is with Buffy!" yelled Xander. Dawn tried to answer but he proceeded to rant. "You know as well as I do that he's a selfish, soulless demon! And don't you dare tell me that he loves her! It's just a lust thing! It'll go away if he leaves! He'll hurt her! Right now I bet Spike is just."
"XANDER SHUT-UP!" yelled Dawn at the top of her lungs. He immediately fell quiet. "He wouldn't. Ever dare hurt Buffy. Sure Spike's soulless and maybe at times, yeah, a little selfish. But we all get like that and don't you try to deny it. Spike did some really, really nasty things in the past but is trying to make amends for it and I'd say that he's doing a pretty good job." She paused. "And I don't want you talking about him like that again."
"But he can't love her," whispered Xander.
"Yes he does," put in Connor who remained silent since stating his name. All in the room stared at him (with the exception of Dawn who was grinning with happiness). "Right before we left the hospital, I saw Spike look at Buffy. I know a couple back in LA who love each other a lot, Fred and Gunn. They're always giving each other those looks." To this, Xander grabbed his jacket and left the house in a fury.
***
Buffy saw Tara playing with a tea set in the park. She sat down to play as well. Buffy looked up, "You're not really here."
Tara looked up too. "I was borrowed along with another."
"Who?"
"Me." The Slayer turned around to see the other one. Faith stood there. She was in her old apartment supplied by the Mayor. "Hey, B. It's your dream this time."
"Who were you borrowed by?"
"It doesn't matter yet," said Tara who was back in the park, still playing with the tea set.
"Little Miss Muffet's gonna get a boyfriend," said Faith. She was jumping on the bed now. "You'll like him. He won't hurt her. He acts like his father. They'll be tight." Buffy got on the bed and began jumping too. "Little Miss Muffet's about to get finished with counting backwards from 7 3 0. She'll be done. We'll be borrowed again to help."
A bald man jumped between them swinging cheese in their faces. "There aren't 730 pieces of cheese." Simultaneously, both Slayers punched the man.
"I hate that guy," said Buffy getting down.
"You need to use what you found here."
"I don't know where it is."
"The child does." Faith continued jumping.
Buffy nodded and turned back to Tara in the park. The Slayer peeked behind her shoulder, and Faith's apartment was gone. She was playing with five Tarot Cards now. The witch showed her the Sophus card. "You'll have a big story to tell him." She put it down and picked up the blank card. "You have to trust him. He doesn't have anything yet."
"Who?"
Tara picked up the Animus card. "Ask him about it."
"About what?" persisted Buffy getting impatient with the lack of answers.
Tara nodded to the swing set. Buffy looked to see a silhouette of someone swinging. When she looked back, the witch held the Spiritus card. "You can reference from her." When she put it down, she picked up the Manus card. "You might need this."
Buffy shook her head. "Not now. I don't know how."
"Trust him. Help him," she said and put Manus down on top of the blank one. "You'll both need the card." Three others with drawings appeared and slid themselves over the others. "They know they belong." The cards disappeared. "They're on reserve. In the back of you're head. They'll be called again." All the cards disappeared. "Go back. They're waiting."
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TBC. . .
We appreciate all your comments and suggestions. We want to remind you, this is a repost of our very first fic and we've just tweaked the story line. So if the dialogue seems wrong and/or cheesy, yeah it probably is. ;- ) Anyhoo, any other comments or ideas are very welcome.
Author: BunnyKat
Rating: PG-13, to chicken to go any higher
Feedback: Yeah! Kat doesn't exactly like flames, but I embrace them! Please give us anything! Reviewers are our friends! We appreciate the criticism!
Disclaimer: We do not own ANY Angel or Buffy characters (*tear*).
Chapter Title: Dreaming
--------------------------------------------------------------
Spike just stared at her in shock. Dawn looked at him and begged to play along. He smirked, but there would be lots of explaining later. "What about him?" asked the doctor pointing to Connor.
"He saved her life and mine," said Dawn. "He stays."
The doctor stared disapprovingly, then nodded. "Very well. Ms. Summers was taken to the operating room and was worked on. She lost a great deal of blood, but she should recover nicely." He paused. "Unfortunately, she has yet to wake up. If she doesn't wake up soon, she may slip into a coma. We can't tell for how long and it will be harder to revive her."
None of them said a word. Dawn broke the silence. "I want one of us to be with her at all times." The doctor nodded and led the way to Buffy's room. She was lying in bed with an IV attached to her hand. Over all it just looked like the Slayer was sleeping. When the doctor left, Dawn said to Spike, "The reason I said that she was your fiancée was because I didn't want her to be alone when she wakes up and I have school tomorrow, so I was kind of wondering if you would watch her?" Spike just nodded in response. "Good." She took a ring out of her pocket. "I kind of, sort of borrowed this from Buffy. It can pose as the engagement ring if anyone asks." She handed it to him and he slipped it on her finger. "I could probably stay for another half hour, then I should go. You go and get some blood at your crypt. Be back in a little bit."
Spike hugged her and left. Dawn pulled a chair up to the bed and sat. "Why haven't you staked him yet?" asked Connor.
She looked at him almost crying. "Please don't. We haven't because he helps out. A lot more than you could ever imagine. Even without a soul."
Since Connor could see the sincerity in her look, he abided. "Are you a vampire?"
Dawn stared up. "No!" He looked doubtful. She took his hand and placed it above her heart to where he could feel a beat. Connor just nodded. "So how did you know about. this?"
"Like I said, Cordelia had a vision and we all came here."
"'We all'?"
"Angel and Cordy came too." They sat for awhile.
"Where did Cordy and Angel go?" Connor explained about the abduction in the car. "Oh. You can stay at my place. It would be the couch, but I don't think anyone would mind. Considering the fact you saved mine and Buffy's life." Neither talked until Spike came back and left him to watch over Buffy. Dawn used the hospital phone to inform everyone to meet at her place and that she was okay. She noticed the Connor took one last look in the room before following her out.
Connor and Dawn walked home talking about their lives, informing them about each other, keeping out the main details, like vampire parents and growing up in a hell dimension or being a thousand year old mystical ball of energy. They were just trying to take their mind off what had happened that night. As soon as Dawn walked in the door she was nearly tackled by the amount of questions and people running towards her. Xander was the first to notice the boy. "Who are you?"
"Connor." Dawn suggested that everyone have a seat, which they followed. After they had done that, she explained the nights events.
"Spike is with Buffy!" yelled Xander. Dawn tried to answer but he proceeded to rant. "You know as well as I do that he's a selfish, soulless demon! And don't you dare tell me that he loves her! It's just a lust thing! It'll go away if he leaves! He'll hurt her! Right now I bet Spike is just."
"XANDER SHUT-UP!" yelled Dawn at the top of her lungs. He immediately fell quiet. "He wouldn't. Ever dare hurt Buffy. Sure Spike's soulless and maybe at times, yeah, a little selfish. But we all get like that and don't you try to deny it. Spike did some really, really nasty things in the past but is trying to make amends for it and I'd say that he's doing a pretty good job." She paused. "And I don't want you talking about him like that again."
"But he can't love her," whispered Xander.
"Yes he does," put in Connor who remained silent since stating his name. All in the room stared at him (with the exception of Dawn who was grinning with happiness). "Right before we left the hospital, I saw Spike look at Buffy. I know a couple back in LA who love each other a lot, Fred and Gunn. They're always giving each other those looks." To this, Xander grabbed his jacket and left the house in a fury.
***
Buffy saw Tara playing with a tea set in the park. She sat down to play as well. Buffy looked up, "You're not really here."
Tara looked up too. "I was borrowed along with another."
"Who?"
"Me." The Slayer turned around to see the other one. Faith stood there. She was in her old apartment supplied by the Mayor. "Hey, B. It's your dream this time."
"Who were you borrowed by?"
"It doesn't matter yet," said Tara who was back in the park, still playing with the tea set.
"Little Miss Muffet's gonna get a boyfriend," said Faith. She was jumping on the bed now. "You'll like him. He won't hurt her. He acts like his father. They'll be tight." Buffy got on the bed and began jumping too. "Little Miss Muffet's about to get finished with counting backwards from 7 3 0. She'll be done. We'll be borrowed again to help."
A bald man jumped between them swinging cheese in their faces. "There aren't 730 pieces of cheese." Simultaneously, both Slayers punched the man.
"I hate that guy," said Buffy getting down.
"You need to use what you found here."
"I don't know where it is."
"The child does." Faith continued jumping.
Buffy nodded and turned back to Tara in the park. The Slayer peeked behind her shoulder, and Faith's apartment was gone. She was playing with five Tarot Cards now. The witch showed her the Sophus card. "You'll have a big story to tell him." She put it down and picked up the blank card. "You have to trust him. He doesn't have anything yet."
"Who?"
Tara picked up the Animus card. "Ask him about it."
"About what?" persisted Buffy getting impatient with the lack of answers.
Tara nodded to the swing set. Buffy looked to see a silhouette of someone swinging. When she looked back, the witch held the Spiritus card. "You can reference from her." When she put it down, she picked up the Manus card. "You might need this."
Buffy shook her head. "Not now. I don't know how."
"Trust him. Help him," she said and put Manus down on top of the blank one. "You'll both need the card." Three others with drawings appeared and slid themselves over the others. "They know they belong." The cards disappeared. "They're on reserve. In the back of you're head. They'll be called again." All the cards disappeared. "Go back. They're waiting."
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TBC. . .
We appreciate all your comments and suggestions. We want to remind you, this is a repost of our very first fic and we've just tweaked the story line. So if the dialogue seems wrong and/or cheesy, yeah it probably is. ;- ) Anyhoo, any other comments or ideas are very welcome.