F9
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Sorri this took so long, having a little case of writers block...and im
trying to finish the other stories im working on
oh, this will be fluffy, really fluffy
Thanks for the reviews
Buffy and Spike slept in the next afternoon, not worrying about anything happening in the outside world. All Spike thought about was how he could stop this apocalypse without using Buffy's blood. It dawned on him that Wesley never mentioned how much blood they needed to put in the portal. What would happen if Buffy just cut herself on top of it? Will it close the portal? Or does Buffy need to sacrifice her life like she had to last time. Spike couldn't control the tears that were threatening to fall. He silently cried as he thought about the last time they had a portal.
"Shhh," Buffy hushed him up as she wrapped her arms around his head, "What's wrong?" Spike just whimpered a little and snuggled closer to her. They stayed like this for a few minutes, holding each other, each lost in their own thoughts. Finally, Spike broke the silence.
"Sorry bout that luv, just... I didn't want to lose you again." Spike said quietly. Buffy took his hand and gave it a squeeze.
"You won' t." Buffy said, looking into his eyes. Spike smiled and closed his eyes as he held her closer to himself.
(Wolfram and Hart)
"So everyone knows their part?" The group nodded to Angel as he sat down. The group sat in silence as a few read their memos over again.
"I feel so horrible for breaking them up..." Fred said, breaking the silence, "They seemed so happy when they saw each other..."
"Well, if we don't save the world, there will be no 'them' left." Angel replied.
"So, I will keep Spike busy from reading passages from the text that really have no relation to the ritual..." Wesley started.
"While I take Buffy up to the roof for a 'talk' and tell her about the prophecies." Angel finished.
"The first is gonna know what we're up to, I'll need more men to help with the defense." Gunn tallied.
"You can call in the Special Ops team once I get Buffy to the roof." Angel replied. "Fred, it would be really great if you can put some scientific stuff in to the passages that Wesley will read. You know how Spike is a slow guy..."
"I still have a bad feeling about this," Lorne piped up.
"Well, too bad..." That's all Angel said as he walked back towards his desk.
"What happens if it doesn't work, what happens when Spike figures it out?" Wesley asked. Angel stood there, back facing them as he answered.
"We'll cross that bridge when we get there."
(END CHAPTER)
Sorry, this was all I could muster up. I have a severe case of writers block and would love it if somebody can take over and write the end for me. All the other fanfics are sucking the energy out of me, I'm sorry.
Spuffyfan4eva email me if you want the story: spuffyholichotmail.com
Buffy and Spike slept in the next afternoon, not worrying about anything happening in the outside world. All Spike thought about was how he could stop this apocalypse without using Buffy's blood. It dawned on him that Wesley never mentioned how much blood they needed to put in the portal. What would happen if Buffy just cut herself on top of it? Will it close the portal? Or does Buffy need to sacrifice her life like she had to last time. Spike couldn't control the tears that were threatening to fall. He silently cried as he thought about the last time they had a portal.
"Shhh," Buffy hushed him up as she wrapped her arms around his head, "What's wrong?" Spike just whimpered a little and snuggled closer to her. They stayed like this for a few minutes, holding each other, each lost in their own thoughts. Finally, Spike broke the silence.
"Sorry bout that luv, just... I didn't want to lose you again." Spike said quietly. Buffy took his hand and gave it a squeeze.
"You won' t." Buffy said, looking into his eyes. Spike smiled and closed his eyes as he held her closer to himself.
(Wolfram and Hart)
"So everyone knows their part?" The group nodded to Angel as he sat down. The group sat in silence as a few read their memos over again.
"I feel so horrible for breaking them up..." Fred said, breaking the silence, "They seemed so happy when they saw each other..."
"Well, if we don't save the world, there will be no 'them' left." Angel replied.
"So, I will keep Spike busy from reading passages from the text that really have no relation to the ritual..." Wesley started.
"While I take Buffy up to the roof for a 'talk' and tell her about the prophecies." Angel finished.
"The first is gonna know what we're up to, I'll need more men to help with the defense." Gunn tallied.
"You can call in the Special Ops team once I get Buffy to the roof." Angel replied. "Fred, it would be really great if you can put some scientific stuff in to the passages that Wesley will read. You know how Spike is a slow guy..."
"I still have a bad feeling about this," Lorne piped up.
"Well, too bad..." That's all Angel said as he walked back towards his desk.
"What happens if it doesn't work, what happens when Spike figures it out?" Wesley asked. Angel stood there, back facing them as he answered.
"We'll cross that bridge when we get there."
(END CHAPTER)
Sorry, this was all I could muster up. I have a severe case of writers block and would love it if somebody can take over and write the end for me. All the other fanfics are sucking the energy out of me, I'm sorry.
Spuffyfan4eva email me if you want the story: spuffyholichotmail.com