Disclaimer: Its Joss's world, we just play in it (aka, I don't own anything, Joss Whedon does, so please don't sue me, I am just doing this for my own enjoyment. There is no money involved, and trust me, I don't have any anyway. I mean, like, none.)
Author's Note: Wow, I've enjoyed writing this so much that I am thinking of having my own little web-series. It'd be the spin-off of Buffy and Angel, and in Cleaveland. If anyone is interested, please email me at: Phillygirl1980yahoo.com. Oh yeah, and one more thing, anyone who is reading this that is from around Philadelphia, I was wondering if I was the only one who thinks that David Boreanaz, whose father is a local weather-man here, actually looks a lot like his father. Oh well, just wondering. Thank you all for reading this and for all of your reviews, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have finished it. You guys rock. Later!
Epilogue
When they reached LA, it was already mid morning. After searching for the remains of their comrades in arms, Iliria and Gunn, they consulted the book, which told them that they were in fact, still alive, something that shocked the two men. It had only been a week and a half, and when they found the hospital that they had been taken to, they found that they were still pretty beaten up, lying in the ICU. Tentatively, Spike and Angel went in to visit them, which shocked the other's considering they thought that they had died in the fight. A long time had been spent in the rooms, talking to the two friends who had seen them through one of the toughest battles they had fought, and they told them everything that had happened since they last saw each other.
The next journey was going to be an even tougher one. The two once vampires went to the grave that had been given to Wesley. The women went as well, Buffy because she knew the man, her once Watcher, Dawn and Keira for support. The latter two stood off to the side while the three went up to pay their respects to the man they all considered a friend, who has laid down his life for the greater good. He was surely going to be missed. It was quiet as they made their way to the hotel that they would be spending the night in.
"For once, I'm glad I got paid so well working for the firm." Angel had commented as the made their way up to the suite that was assigned to them.
Their day had been long, so after getting a quick bite to eat, they all retired to their rooms for a much needed nights rest. Buffy was up first the next morning, followed quickly by her sister and Keira. They had all ordered room service and were sitting down and enjoying their breakfast when the first male decided to make an appearance. Spike walked out of his room, clad only in his trademark black jeans, his hair a mass of blonde curls atop his head. He yawned and scratched the back of his head as he walked towards the women. Buffy and Dawn suppressed giggles at his appearance, and Keira just raised her eyebrows.
"Something smells good."
"Pancakes." Keira said brightly as he sat down across from her at the table where they all were.
Spike picked up her fork, which had been placed on her plate, and took a bite of her breakfast.
"Mmm, "he said, approvingly. "Wow, I'm really hungry."
"Well, considering you haven't really eaten food for nourishment in, oh decades, that's kinda not surprising." Dawn stated, hiding her fork from him.
Spike picked up the room service menu and scanned it.
"Angel's paying for this, right?" he asked.
"Yeah," Buffy said.
"Good." Spike answered, a grin creeping on his face as he reached for the telephone.
Over an hour later, Angel exited his room, actually dressed and looking a little more presentable than Spike had. What he saw on the table, though, made him stop in his tracks. Scattered on it were plates upon plates of pancakes, waffles, one looked as though it had once been occupied by an omelet, and Spike was just finishing up a muffin, which looked like it was probably his third.
"Hungry?" Angel asked him, looking at the carnage.
"Not any more, sit down, there's still some left somewhere."
"I can't believe he ate that much." Keira said.
"I can't believe he's still eating." Buffy commented.
"I can't believe I have to pay for all of this." Angel stated.
"Oh relax there's still some left, go on, eat up." Spike said in a rather jovial voice as he reached for one of the untouched plates of waffles.
"I better now before there isn't any left." Angel said, reaching for a plate himself and sitting down.
"Well, as much as we would like to watch you all stuff you're faces all morning, we have some shopping to do." Dawn said.
"Really? Why?" Angel asked, looking up from his plate.
"Well, lets see, most of our clothes were left in Italy and are going to take a while to get back here, and Keira here has only one thing to wear, which is, no offense, kind of outdated." Buffy stated.
"None taken." Keira said. "But, don't you need money to buy things?"
"Angel, could we borrow your credit card?" Buffy said as sweetly as possible.
"Wait, how does a vampire get a credit card?" Keira asked.
"A dog could get a credit card these days, love." Spike answered.
"Gee, thanks." Angel commented, giving Spike a slight look of disgust. "Oh, alright, just don't go all crazy with it, ok?" He said, handing over the card to Buffy.
"Thanks." She said, kissing him on the cheek. "We'll be back later." She added, as the three of them left.
Later turned out to be in five hours, and when the girls did return to the hotel, bags upon bags being carried by each of them, they found both men lying on the couches in the middle of the main room, holding their stomachs.
"I don't think I could move even if the ground opened up beneath me." Angel said.
"Ugh, "Spike groaned, "I don't think I'll ever eat again."
"How did I know they were going to do this?" Buffy asked, as she walked in and looked at the two.
"Hi." They both managed to say.
The boys seemed to have learned their lessons the next day, and they both ate a simple breakfast instead of gorging themselves. Keira was one of the last to show, but that wasn't because she slept that long. It took her over an hour to decide what she would wear. It surprised her that she was that concerned with it, but she realized that after not having to worry about clothing for the last thousand years, trying to figure out what to wear next was a bit confusing for her. When she finally decided on what to put on and she exited her room, she found everyone sitting around discussing what their next option was.
"You know, I kind of miss slaying." Buffy stated.
"Yeah, those were the simple days, huh?" Angel said.
"For you, maybe." Spike said quietly. "But yeah, it was a lot better than working for hell's attorneys."
"So, what does this mean, what are we going to do next?" Keira asked, walking up to them.
"Oh, hey, we didn't hear you come in." Dawn said.
"S'ok, I was trying to not interrupt."
"You look nice." Spike said, smiling at her and making a spot for her to sit next to him. She gladly took it. "Thanks." She said, blushing.
"Well, what do you all think about Ohio?" Buffy asked.
"Ohio?" They all asked in unison.
"Ohio."
THE END, FOR NOW
Author's Note: Wow, I've enjoyed writing this so much that I am thinking of having my own little web-series. It'd be the spin-off of Buffy and Angel, and in Cleaveland. If anyone is interested, please email me at: Phillygirl1980yahoo.com. Oh yeah, and one more thing, anyone who is reading this that is from around Philadelphia, I was wondering if I was the only one who thinks that David Boreanaz, whose father is a local weather-man here, actually looks a lot like his father. Oh well, just wondering. Thank you all for reading this and for all of your reviews, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have finished it. You guys rock. Later!
Epilogue
When they reached LA, it was already mid morning. After searching for the remains of their comrades in arms, Iliria and Gunn, they consulted the book, which told them that they were in fact, still alive, something that shocked the two men. It had only been a week and a half, and when they found the hospital that they had been taken to, they found that they were still pretty beaten up, lying in the ICU. Tentatively, Spike and Angel went in to visit them, which shocked the other's considering they thought that they had died in the fight. A long time had been spent in the rooms, talking to the two friends who had seen them through one of the toughest battles they had fought, and they told them everything that had happened since they last saw each other.
The next journey was going to be an even tougher one. The two once vampires went to the grave that had been given to Wesley. The women went as well, Buffy because she knew the man, her once Watcher, Dawn and Keira for support. The latter two stood off to the side while the three went up to pay their respects to the man they all considered a friend, who has laid down his life for the greater good. He was surely going to be missed. It was quiet as they made their way to the hotel that they would be spending the night in.
"For once, I'm glad I got paid so well working for the firm." Angel had commented as the made their way up to the suite that was assigned to them.
Their day had been long, so after getting a quick bite to eat, they all retired to their rooms for a much needed nights rest. Buffy was up first the next morning, followed quickly by her sister and Keira. They had all ordered room service and were sitting down and enjoying their breakfast when the first male decided to make an appearance. Spike walked out of his room, clad only in his trademark black jeans, his hair a mass of blonde curls atop his head. He yawned and scratched the back of his head as he walked towards the women. Buffy and Dawn suppressed giggles at his appearance, and Keira just raised her eyebrows.
"Something smells good."
"Pancakes." Keira said brightly as he sat down across from her at the table where they all were.
Spike picked up her fork, which had been placed on her plate, and took a bite of her breakfast.
"Mmm, "he said, approvingly. "Wow, I'm really hungry."
"Well, considering you haven't really eaten food for nourishment in, oh decades, that's kinda not surprising." Dawn stated, hiding her fork from him.
Spike picked up the room service menu and scanned it.
"Angel's paying for this, right?" he asked.
"Yeah," Buffy said.
"Good." Spike answered, a grin creeping on his face as he reached for the telephone.
Over an hour later, Angel exited his room, actually dressed and looking a little more presentable than Spike had. What he saw on the table, though, made him stop in his tracks. Scattered on it were plates upon plates of pancakes, waffles, one looked as though it had once been occupied by an omelet, and Spike was just finishing up a muffin, which looked like it was probably his third.
"Hungry?" Angel asked him, looking at the carnage.
"Not any more, sit down, there's still some left somewhere."
"I can't believe he ate that much." Keira said.
"I can't believe he's still eating." Buffy commented.
"I can't believe I have to pay for all of this." Angel stated.
"Oh relax there's still some left, go on, eat up." Spike said in a rather jovial voice as he reached for one of the untouched plates of waffles.
"I better now before there isn't any left." Angel said, reaching for a plate himself and sitting down.
"Well, as much as we would like to watch you all stuff you're faces all morning, we have some shopping to do." Dawn said.
"Really? Why?" Angel asked, looking up from his plate.
"Well, lets see, most of our clothes were left in Italy and are going to take a while to get back here, and Keira here has only one thing to wear, which is, no offense, kind of outdated." Buffy stated.
"None taken." Keira said. "But, don't you need money to buy things?"
"Angel, could we borrow your credit card?" Buffy said as sweetly as possible.
"Wait, how does a vampire get a credit card?" Keira asked.
"A dog could get a credit card these days, love." Spike answered.
"Gee, thanks." Angel commented, giving Spike a slight look of disgust. "Oh, alright, just don't go all crazy with it, ok?" He said, handing over the card to Buffy.
"Thanks." She said, kissing him on the cheek. "We'll be back later." She added, as the three of them left.
Later turned out to be in five hours, and when the girls did return to the hotel, bags upon bags being carried by each of them, they found both men lying on the couches in the middle of the main room, holding their stomachs.
"I don't think I could move even if the ground opened up beneath me." Angel said.
"Ugh, "Spike groaned, "I don't think I'll ever eat again."
"How did I know they were going to do this?" Buffy asked, as she walked in and looked at the two.
"Hi." They both managed to say.
The boys seemed to have learned their lessons the next day, and they both ate a simple breakfast instead of gorging themselves. Keira was one of the last to show, but that wasn't because she slept that long. It took her over an hour to decide what she would wear. It surprised her that she was that concerned with it, but she realized that after not having to worry about clothing for the last thousand years, trying to figure out what to wear next was a bit confusing for her. When she finally decided on what to put on and she exited her room, she found everyone sitting around discussing what their next option was.
"You know, I kind of miss slaying." Buffy stated.
"Yeah, those were the simple days, huh?" Angel said.
"For you, maybe." Spike said quietly. "But yeah, it was a lot better than working for hell's attorneys."
"So, what does this mean, what are we going to do next?" Keira asked, walking up to them.
"Oh, hey, we didn't hear you come in." Dawn said.
"S'ok, I was trying to not interrupt."
"You look nice." Spike said, smiling at her and making a spot for her to sit next to him. She gladly took it. "Thanks." She said, blushing.
"Well, what do you all think about Ohio?" Buffy asked.
"Ohio?" They all asked in unison.
"Ohio."
THE END, FOR NOW