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!
Disclaimer: We do not own ANY Angel or Buffy characters (*tear*).
A/N: So, so, so, so, sorry for no updates in awhile. With Thanksgiving and mid-terms slowly sneaking in on us. . . times been shot. This upcoming weekend we're gonna write like crazy on this story so it'll be done quicker.
Chapter Title: Taken
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The smell of pancakes wafted through the air into Dawn's room, waking up the teens. "Willow hasn't taken over pancake duty," said Dawn. She saw Connor's confused look. "Whenever Tara has to go to the bathroom, Willow starts to make pancakes and they kind of burn. It's usually my cue to get up if I haven't." He grinned and both of them headed downstairs.
The witch looked up and smiled at them. "Do you want funny shaped or normal?" Dawn requested funny shaped, as did Connor out of curiosity.
Buffy came downstairs smiling widely. "Do you know what day it is Dawn?"
"Saturday."
"You're cast is coming off at 4:00 today." Dawn jumped up and down in joy.
***
Dawn was still jumping up and down when she exited the hospital with Buffy and Connor. "I'm free! I'm free! Yeah! I wanna go do something out in the world. Please, please, please?"
Buffy sighed, "I have to go meet the gang at the Magic Box. You two can do whatever you want, just be home by five. 5:15 at the latest."
"Okay, Mom," joked Dawn dragging Connor along. They walked around for about while, talking with each other. They reached a park and sat in the swings. "So what music do you like?"
"I kind of like the Goo Goo Dolls," he said as he began to push her in the swing.
"I think that they're music on 'Gutterflower' is cool, but just Johnny's, cuz Robbie has a weird voice.
"I like 'A Boy Named Goo'."
"I only have 'Dizzy' and 'Gutterflower'. I adore the picture of Johnny in 'Dizzy', he looks so hot." Connor's eye began to twitch at this little notion. Dawn saw this action. "Are you okay?" she asked.
"Fine I just got something into my eye," Connor said.
Dawn looked at her watch. "Oh no. I should've been home an hour and a half ago."
"I could tell your sister that I kept you out longer."
"That's fine. If we go down Mainstreet home'll be quicker. It'll still take awhile though." The two of them headed out.
***
Buffy and Angel were heading up to Mainstreet discussing how they would get Cordelia back. At that moment Spike ran up. "Slayer, there's a nest in the back alley. . . Peaches! Good to see you!"
"Spike," said Angel threateningly, stepping forward. Buffy intercepted in- between the two vampires ceasing any physical action. "Have you tortured anyone recently?"
"Angel," pleaded Buffy.
"Well, poof, does the fact that you taught me everything weigh in on your brooding?"
"Spike!"
Angel tried to take another step forward. "Has the bleach finally got to your head after fifty years?"
"Stop it! You two are acting like a bunch of little old ladies!" exclaimed Buffy. "Spike, where's the nest."
"You actually believe him?" asked Angel.
"Yes, he's been helping for about two years. You have a problem with it, don't say anything." She turned to face Spike. "No, taunting." He held his hands up in a 'surrender pose'.
"It's in the back alleyway of the music store on Mainstreet."
"Well, then let's go!" said Buffy. The three of them, ran up to the store to see two teenagers walking down it, talking and laughing. "Dawn?" They stopped.
"Uh-oh," the younger sister said.
"Yeah, 'uh-oh'. What are you doing out at this time of night?" exclaimed Buffy.
"It wasn't her fault," said Connor stepping in. "I wanted to see more of the town and we stayed out longer than expected."
Angel squinted. "Connor?"
"D. . .Angel. Where have you been?"
"I'd ask the same thing-"
Spike started laughing. "Peaches! I didn't know you had it in you." He began to clap his hands together. "Oh, this is bloody well good!"
"What are you talking about?" asked Buffy. Her question wasn't answered because a vampire tackled her into the music store. She felt a needle prick in her arm and reacted by punching him off of her.
Buffy looked around the store seeing Spike and Angel take on two vampire's by themselves, Connor taking one while looking over Dawn with her own. All other thought ceased by the vampire brought her down. She struggled a bit and threw him into the chimes. "Oh! Pretty. Let's do that again!"
The vampire got up and began to advance towards her. "Aw, come on! That wasn't fun?" The Slayer picked up a cymbal and flung it at the vampire, cutting off it's neck. She looked up to see Angel stake one with his stake, Dawn get one with a drumstick, Connor take a bass wire to it's neck and Spike rip it's head off. Connor immediately took something out from his jean strap and leapt at another demon.
The second wave came through and jumped into the store. One of them headed toward Buffy and tried to kick her in the stomach, but she jumped back. Buffy launched a punch into her face and grabbed a guitar, snapped off it's neck and staked her. There was a vampire right after her and it tried to tackle Buffy. She side stepped away and watched as it launched itself into the drum set.
She reached in to stake it when a wave of dizziness hit her. "Oh, no," she said. "Not again." The vampire got up and tripped her onto the floor it reached around her neck to choke her. Buffy couldn't do anything about it.
The world was fading black when she breathed in dust. Coughing heavily, she looked up to see Spike holding a clarinet. She looked around the store. "They're gone," said Spike. "Bit, Jr., and the poof. The vamps took 'em all."
Buffy stood up. "Tell me if this hurts." Before he could ask, she punched him in the jaw. His head didn't even snap back and Buffy winced as pain shot through her arm.
"Slayer, what going on?" She ran her hands through her hair. There were sirens outside and Spike led her outside when a glint caught her eye. She picked it up the large knife and gave it to Spike to place in his pocket, meaning to look at it later.
***
The two went back to the Summer household. He set her down on the couch and sat on the coffee table. "What happened?" he asked, taking the knife out of his duster and setting it down.
"Giles has done this before," she muttered. Spike looked confused. "He said that it was a mixture of organic herbs or something. But it relaxes the muscles. Equaling in me unable to fight." She tried to hold back the tears.
"What would the Watcher want to do something like that?"
"It was a test. He failed it and got fired for telling me about it." She sniffed. "I've gotta call everyone." She got up and went to pick up the phone. She was shaking uncontrollably. Spike got up and wrapped his arms around her, ceasing her shaking a little bit.
"Why don't you wait til morning, luv. You're tired and there's not a lot of bloody good it'll do you."
Buffy started crying. "She's all I have left. If I lose her. . ."
"You won't," said Spike squeezing her a little more. "How's your side?"
"Good. Your stitches really held up."
He kissed the top of her head. "Now go upstairs and get some sleep. I'll check around and see if I can find anything." He felt her nod.
She pulled away and began climbing the stairs. Spike began heading for the door when Buffy said sincerely, "Spike. Thank you."
"Anytime luv. Anytime." And with that he went into the night.
***
When Buffy got to her room, she remembered that the knife was left on the table. She went downstairs to put it away, just in case Social Services came by. Buffy picked it up off the table.
It was the jackal knife that Faith used to own. "Oh, God."
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TBC. . . .
Look for the next chappie sometime this week! ;-)
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!
Disclaimer: We do not own ANY Angel or Buffy characters (*tear*).
A/N: So, so, so, so, sorry for no updates in awhile. With Thanksgiving and mid-terms slowly sneaking in on us. . . times been shot. This upcoming weekend we're gonna write like crazy on this story so it'll be done quicker.
Chapter Title: Taken
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The smell of pancakes wafted through the air into Dawn's room, waking up the teens. "Willow hasn't taken over pancake duty," said Dawn. She saw Connor's confused look. "Whenever Tara has to go to the bathroom, Willow starts to make pancakes and they kind of burn. It's usually my cue to get up if I haven't." He grinned and both of them headed downstairs.
The witch looked up and smiled at them. "Do you want funny shaped or normal?" Dawn requested funny shaped, as did Connor out of curiosity.
Buffy came downstairs smiling widely. "Do you know what day it is Dawn?"
"Saturday."
"You're cast is coming off at 4:00 today." Dawn jumped up and down in joy.
***
Dawn was still jumping up and down when she exited the hospital with Buffy and Connor. "I'm free! I'm free! Yeah! I wanna go do something out in the world. Please, please, please?"
Buffy sighed, "I have to go meet the gang at the Magic Box. You two can do whatever you want, just be home by five. 5:15 at the latest."
"Okay, Mom," joked Dawn dragging Connor along. They walked around for about while, talking with each other. They reached a park and sat in the swings. "So what music do you like?"
"I kind of like the Goo Goo Dolls," he said as he began to push her in the swing.
"I think that they're music on 'Gutterflower' is cool, but just Johnny's, cuz Robbie has a weird voice.
"I like 'A Boy Named Goo'."
"I only have 'Dizzy' and 'Gutterflower'. I adore the picture of Johnny in 'Dizzy', he looks so hot." Connor's eye began to twitch at this little notion. Dawn saw this action. "Are you okay?" she asked.
"Fine I just got something into my eye," Connor said.
Dawn looked at her watch. "Oh no. I should've been home an hour and a half ago."
"I could tell your sister that I kept you out longer."
"That's fine. If we go down Mainstreet home'll be quicker. It'll still take awhile though." The two of them headed out.
***
Buffy and Angel were heading up to Mainstreet discussing how they would get Cordelia back. At that moment Spike ran up. "Slayer, there's a nest in the back alley. . . Peaches! Good to see you!"
"Spike," said Angel threateningly, stepping forward. Buffy intercepted in- between the two vampires ceasing any physical action. "Have you tortured anyone recently?"
"Angel," pleaded Buffy.
"Well, poof, does the fact that you taught me everything weigh in on your brooding?"
"Spike!"
Angel tried to take another step forward. "Has the bleach finally got to your head after fifty years?"
"Stop it! You two are acting like a bunch of little old ladies!" exclaimed Buffy. "Spike, where's the nest."
"You actually believe him?" asked Angel.
"Yes, he's been helping for about two years. You have a problem with it, don't say anything." She turned to face Spike. "No, taunting." He held his hands up in a 'surrender pose'.
"It's in the back alleyway of the music store on Mainstreet."
"Well, then let's go!" said Buffy. The three of them, ran up to the store to see two teenagers walking down it, talking and laughing. "Dawn?" They stopped.
"Uh-oh," the younger sister said.
"Yeah, 'uh-oh'. What are you doing out at this time of night?" exclaimed Buffy.
"It wasn't her fault," said Connor stepping in. "I wanted to see more of the town and we stayed out longer than expected."
Angel squinted. "Connor?"
"D. . .Angel. Where have you been?"
"I'd ask the same thing-"
Spike started laughing. "Peaches! I didn't know you had it in you." He began to clap his hands together. "Oh, this is bloody well good!"
"What are you talking about?" asked Buffy. Her question wasn't answered because a vampire tackled her into the music store. She felt a needle prick in her arm and reacted by punching him off of her.
Buffy looked around the store seeing Spike and Angel take on two vampire's by themselves, Connor taking one while looking over Dawn with her own. All other thought ceased by the vampire brought her down. She struggled a bit and threw him into the chimes. "Oh! Pretty. Let's do that again!"
The vampire got up and began to advance towards her. "Aw, come on! That wasn't fun?" The Slayer picked up a cymbal and flung it at the vampire, cutting off it's neck. She looked up to see Angel stake one with his stake, Dawn get one with a drumstick, Connor take a bass wire to it's neck and Spike rip it's head off. Connor immediately took something out from his jean strap and leapt at another demon.
The second wave came through and jumped into the store. One of them headed toward Buffy and tried to kick her in the stomach, but she jumped back. Buffy launched a punch into her face and grabbed a guitar, snapped off it's neck and staked her. There was a vampire right after her and it tried to tackle Buffy. She side stepped away and watched as it launched itself into the drum set.
She reached in to stake it when a wave of dizziness hit her. "Oh, no," she said. "Not again." The vampire got up and tripped her onto the floor it reached around her neck to choke her. Buffy couldn't do anything about it.
The world was fading black when she breathed in dust. Coughing heavily, she looked up to see Spike holding a clarinet. She looked around the store. "They're gone," said Spike. "Bit, Jr., and the poof. The vamps took 'em all."
Buffy stood up. "Tell me if this hurts." Before he could ask, she punched him in the jaw. His head didn't even snap back and Buffy winced as pain shot through her arm.
"Slayer, what going on?" She ran her hands through her hair. There were sirens outside and Spike led her outside when a glint caught her eye. She picked it up the large knife and gave it to Spike to place in his pocket, meaning to look at it later.
***
The two went back to the Summer household. He set her down on the couch and sat on the coffee table. "What happened?" he asked, taking the knife out of his duster and setting it down.
"Giles has done this before," she muttered. Spike looked confused. "He said that it was a mixture of organic herbs or something. But it relaxes the muscles. Equaling in me unable to fight." She tried to hold back the tears.
"What would the Watcher want to do something like that?"
"It was a test. He failed it and got fired for telling me about it." She sniffed. "I've gotta call everyone." She got up and went to pick up the phone. She was shaking uncontrollably. Spike got up and wrapped his arms around her, ceasing her shaking a little bit.
"Why don't you wait til morning, luv. You're tired and there's not a lot of bloody good it'll do you."
Buffy started crying. "She's all I have left. If I lose her. . ."
"You won't," said Spike squeezing her a little more. "How's your side?"
"Good. Your stitches really held up."
He kissed the top of her head. "Now go upstairs and get some sleep. I'll check around and see if I can find anything." He felt her nod.
She pulled away and began climbing the stairs. Spike began heading for the door when Buffy said sincerely, "Spike. Thank you."
"Anytime luv. Anytime." And with that he went into the night.
***
When Buffy got to her room, she remembered that the knife was left on the table. She went downstairs to put it away, just in case Social Services came by. Buffy picked it up off the table.
It was the jackal knife that Faith used to own. "Oh, God."
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TBC. . . .
Look for the next chappie sometime this week! ;-)