Souls Found
Thanks to those of you who have waited for my muse to strike! This is for you.
None of these characters are mine; all credit goes to the writers of BtVS. If you wish to share this work with someone be my guest. This is a sequel to my LOST SOULS fic.
Chapter 11
"Don't look so grumpy. For heaven's sake, this mess is mostly your fault."
This comment coming from Buffy's mouth has the same effect as a ton of cold holy water being thrown over his head. The love of his life, who was until quite recently been mourning her separation for him or so he thought, was now in front of him - hands on hips, dry eyed. What the ---?
He doesn't have time to formulate a reply before she speaks again.
"I mean, you went and killed Dru - soul and all and you still killed her."
He finds himself shaking his head incredulously. She's using that condescending tone that she uses when she's sparring with a vamp.
Surveying his former mate, he realizes that like Spike, she isn't giving off a vamp vibe. No heart beat but no demon either.
"Buffy, what happened to you? What did Spike do to you?"
"Why do you immediately assume that Big Bad Spike did something to poor little Buffy? Did you ever think that I may have done something to him."
Now that settles it for Angel, Spike did do something to Buffy or she wouldn't be talking like that. Standing, he moves in the direction where Spike went only to have Buffy check him with her body. He stops.
She looks up at him with a sly smile as she comes even closer, "What's the matter, Daddy? Your poor mind is all fuzzy."
He jumps back as if he's been scalded. He would recognize that voice anywhere, "Dru????"
Angel reaches out to clasp her shoulders, his voice is a little desperate, "Buffy, Buffy, I think you've been possessed."
At that pronouncement, Buffy desloves in laughter, "Oh Daddy, that's rich! Both your girls in one package, wouldn't Angelus love that!"
Angel shakes her repeatedly as he yells for Willow. Yes, that's it the witch will know. "Willow, Willow, Willow..."
Soon Willow and Xander rush down the hall with Spike following.
Seeing the spectacle in front of them, Spike breaks through Xander and Willow to reach Angel and Buffy.
"Good God, man, let the girl go. Do you want to kill her?"
Angel releases her as she continues to laugh hysterically. Something about the laugh draws Spike's attention as well. "Dru?" he asks.
The petite slayer turns to him with a twinkle in her eye, "Hi, my Luv, Mummy's come to visit for a spell that's all."
While the Poof seems to have fallen for her performance, Spike somehow realizes that the Slayer is simply yanking the old man's chain. Well, if that's the game, he's in. Clasping his hands around her waist, he pulls her to him with a smile. "Well, well, I think Mummy needs a kiss" he exclaims as he pulls her into a tongue thrusting kiss.
While Buffy sinks into Spike's kiss, she hears Angel desperately questioning Willow as to what has happened. She must agree with Dru, this is rich. So, she might as well enjoy Spike while Angel suffers. He does so deserve to sweat - just a bit at least.
Finally she pulls back from Spike to survey the damage. Willow is furiously leafing through some old book as Xander is trying to sooth his sire. OK, enough's enough. Spike's kiss reminded her that there is more fun to be had than this little drama.
"Oh Angel, can't you take a joke? It's me. Actually it's more me than it's been in a while."
Her comment draws everyone's attention.
Willow chimes in. "But, but Buffy... what about the Dru channeling thing? I mean you sounded just like her."
Sitting back down, Buffy gets comfortable folding her feet up under her while the rest stand motionless.
Sighing at her grim audience, she begins her explanation.
TBC
Thanks to those of you who have waited for my muse to strike! This is for you.
None of these characters are mine; all credit goes to the writers of BtVS. If you wish to share this work with someone be my guest. This is a sequel to my LOST SOULS fic.
Chapter 11
"Don't look so grumpy. For heaven's sake, this mess is mostly your fault."
This comment coming from Buffy's mouth has the same effect as a ton of cold holy water being thrown over his head. The love of his life, who was until quite recently been mourning her separation for him or so he thought, was now in front of him - hands on hips, dry eyed. What the ---?
He doesn't have time to formulate a reply before she speaks again.
"I mean, you went and killed Dru - soul and all and you still killed her."
He finds himself shaking his head incredulously. She's using that condescending tone that she uses when she's sparring with a vamp.
Surveying his former mate, he realizes that like Spike, she isn't giving off a vamp vibe. No heart beat but no demon either.
"Buffy, what happened to you? What did Spike do to you?"
"Why do you immediately assume that Big Bad Spike did something to poor little Buffy? Did you ever think that I may have done something to him."
Now that settles it for Angel, Spike did do something to Buffy or she wouldn't be talking like that. Standing, he moves in the direction where Spike went only to have Buffy check him with her body. He stops.
She looks up at him with a sly smile as she comes even closer, "What's the matter, Daddy? Your poor mind is all fuzzy."
He jumps back as if he's been scalded. He would recognize that voice anywhere, "Dru????"
Angel reaches out to clasp her shoulders, his voice is a little desperate, "Buffy, Buffy, I think you've been possessed."
At that pronouncement, Buffy desloves in laughter, "Oh Daddy, that's rich! Both your girls in one package, wouldn't Angelus love that!"
Angel shakes her repeatedly as he yells for Willow. Yes, that's it the witch will know. "Willow, Willow, Willow..."
Soon Willow and Xander rush down the hall with Spike following.
Seeing the spectacle in front of them, Spike breaks through Xander and Willow to reach Angel and Buffy.
"Good God, man, let the girl go. Do you want to kill her?"
Angel releases her as she continues to laugh hysterically. Something about the laugh draws Spike's attention as well. "Dru?" he asks.
The petite slayer turns to him with a twinkle in her eye, "Hi, my Luv, Mummy's come to visit for a spell that's all."
While the Poof seems to have fallen for her performance, Spike somehow realizes that the Slayer is simply yanking the old man's chain. Well, if that's the game, he's in. Clasping his hands around her waist, he pulls her to him with a smile. "Well, well, I think Mummy needs a kiss" he exclaims as he pulls her into a tongue thrusting kiss.
While Buffy sinks into Spike's kiss, she hears Angel desperately questioning Willow as to what has happened. She must agree with Dru, this is rich. So, she might as well enjoy Spike while Angel suffers. He does so deserve to sweat - just a bit at least.
Finally she pulls back from Spike to survey the damage. Willow is furiously leafing through some old book as Xander is trying to sooth his sire. OK, enough's enough. Spike's kiss reminded her that there is more fun to be had than this little drama.
"Oh Angel, can't you take a joke? It's me. Actually it's more me than it's been in a while."
Her comment draws everyone's attention.
Willow chimes in. "But, but Buffy... what about the Dru channeling thing? I mean you sounded just like her."
Sitting back down, Buffy gets comfortable folding her feet up under her while the rest stand motionless.
Sighing at her grim audience, she begins her explanation.
TBC