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you have never heard of because I created them...I wonder if Joss has ever
heard of a thing called 'sharing&rsquo
Summary: ((Warning: Spuffiness!!! Everyone is human too...the story isn't as lame as the summary...seriously)) Starts off with everyone as young teenagers...Glory and Buffy are step sisters, and Angel is the step brother...blah blah blah ((Sorry, it's too juicy to give away)) And Buffy is hit by a car, loses all her memory...including all recollection of her love...Spike...this is a really vague summary
((A/N: I WANT TO TELL ALL OF THE REVIEWERS WHO HAVE REVIEWED THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! IT REALLY ENCOURAGES ME TO CONTINUE!!! *muah* LOVE YOU ALL!!! REMEMBER MORE REVIEWES=MORE CHAPPIES
((A/N: Thank you for your reviews MiDnIgHtMaGiCk, and Silent Rush. By the way, Cho-Freak-Dragon of course, I update daily^^. I'm addicted. Hehe))
Spike shot her a strange look as he crossed the street; she seemed to be so oblivious of him and his calls for her. He looked around, and saw her blonde hair going down into the Subway Station. He followed her down, but lost her in the crowd again. He took the nearest escalator down to the lower level; still yelling her name and ignoring the strange looks he received. He looked around when he got off, at least the crowds were thinner here. Then he saw Buffy on the other side, getting onto the blue line. He stood there, staring at her from across the track. She seemed to be totally unaware of him. Just then her cell phone rang, and she looked down to her purse to answer.
Spike stood there across the subway railing staring into the compartment she was in. Her head was still down; she seemed to be text messaging someone. He turned his face as she looked up. Sighing he rode back up the escalator, and stumbled weakly to a park. Not caring when someone shoved him against a wall in haste; he felt so numb. He sat down on the bench at the park, and buried his face in his hands. "I'm such a bloody fool Buffy, I mean, I know you're dead...so why did I go chasing after that girl for? I must need some sleep..." his voice trailed off. He was about to doze off when he felt someone's hands on his shoulder.
"You okay there Spike?"
Spike looked up, and saw Riley's solemn face looking down at him. He sighed, "Do you think that I've gone insane Riley?" he asked quietly. Riley pursed his lips as he thought, "I dunno...but I do recall a certain couple once telling each other that if love was meant to be between two people then..."
"They will always find each other," Spike interjected.
Riley smiled at his friend, "No matter how long it takes..."
"No matter how far..."
"No matter how many obstacles stand in the way..."
"In the end, they will always end up in each other's arms," Spike finished.
Riley clapped Spike on the back, "Well come on, you're due for dinner at Glory's house tonight by 8 you know."
Spike smiled slightly, and followed Riley to the dark blue Mercedes-Benz. Spike sauntered up the driveway of the house that Buffy had lived in with Glory, Darla, and Xander a mere year ago. He climbed up the stairs, and rang the doorbell.
Glory looked at her reflection in the shiny silver surface of the pot before she went to answer the doorbell. "Remember, flirt with the boy!" Darla called before her daughter opened the door.
The door swung open. Spike looked up, and saw Glory in a red cashmere sweater, with strand of pearls woven into her hair, and a golden necklace around her neck. "Looking lovely there luv."
Glory blushed, and let Spike in. Dinner went by with the usual conversations, a few smiles, and an occasional laugh. Spike left almost immediately, and began driving down the road in the dark blue Mercedes. His other three bodyguards had followed in a black BMW which Riley had driven away in after he dropped Spike off.
Spike began to think as he drove to his five-room, six-bedroom 'cottage.' Glory was a cute girl, and she was smitten with him even though he couldn't really say the same of himself. He sighed; he knew how eager his mother was to see them to get into a more serous relationship. He chewed on his lower lip a bit, perhaps he ought to make an effort to reciprocate some feelings back to Glory...after all she was the closest he could get to Buffy...right?
Elizabeth opened the door to the small two-bedroom house that she shared with Aidan and Giles. "I'm home!" she yelled in a sing-song voice.
Giles greeted her with a mere grunt, and no reply from Aidan. They shared a bedroom that was split in half by a string of bed sheets strung on a piece of string.
Aidan listened as Elizabeth came inside...how he loved her. He sighed, and scratched his head; he would tell her...after he finished the mural. He stood up, and walked down the hallway into the living room/kitchen where Elizabeth was. "I got a new job today." he announced.
Elizabeth looked back at him with adoring eyes. She ran and flung her arms around his neck. "This is great! Where and who are you working for?" she asked.
Aidan smiled, "I work for Sp-" he paused, "I was hired on by some rich stiff who owns Disney and Global Fashions..."
Elizabeth interrupted him, "Global Fashions?" her eyes widened, "You better do a good job and mention me to your boss." she added in a jokingly threatening way.
Aidan smirked at her as she turned around to go make some dinner.
* * The Next Day
Elizabeth counted the money in the cash register, and looked around to see if there were any more customers. She worked at a small designer store called 'Cliché.' Every piece of clothing in there had been designed by either her or her friend Willow who also worked at the store. "We've made $200 so far." Elizabeth announced.
Willow turned from one of the wall racks, and smiled widely at Elizabeth, "Liz, that's great! We'll finally be able to pay our rent on time, and get Bradbury off our backs."
Elizabeth laughed, "I have to go in about an hour, and did I tell you that I'm delivering some samples to Starlit tomorrow? And do you think that you could find several articles of clothing for me? You know, like the best sweater we have, the best skirt we have..."
Willow interrupted, "No problem, how about you go back to sketching your little idea because that sweater alone," she pointed to the sweater that Elizabeth had bought up at 'Sheek' "Is enough to pay a month's rent for my apartment." She attempted a glare at Elizabeth, but was extremely unsuccessful seeing that they were soon laughing until they were clutching their stomachs.
Elizabeth stuffed her sketch pad into her black book bag, and headed for the door. "See you tomorrow!" she called before she left.
She flipped open her cell phone and pressed number one on her speed dial.
"Aidan?"
"Yeah, it's me Liz,"
"When are you starting the mural at the amusement park?"
"Tomorrow? Then I suppose that you have time enough to meet me there today?"
"Oh come on! Besides, I haven't been on the merry-go-round in months."
"Hey, I can be young at heart as long as I want to be!"
"Psh, you're one hell of a evil guy. Sometimes I have to remind myself why I stick around."
"Yeah whatever, see you there."
Elizabeth slipped the cell into her book bag smiling to herself. She caught the bus, and rode it to the amusement park. She got off at the bus stop. Aidan was already there, waiting for her. Aidan grinned at her widely as she got off the bus. Shoving each other the whole way they went into the amusement park.
Spike was walking around the perimeters of the amusement park from the second level, looking down at the masses of people below. His eyes strayed over to the merry-go-round which was placed in the very center of the place. It was then he saw her...riding the white horse with the silver saddle
((A/N: Let me guess, you guys all hate me for not letting Buffy and Spike get together? ^^ Hehe, I have unleashed one of my twisties...and I know, another cliffie, and more twisties are guaranteed in the next chapter!))
Summary: ((Warning: Spuffiness!!! Everyone is human too...the story isn't as lame as the summary...seriously)) Starts off with everyone as young teenagers...Glory and Buffy are step sisters, and Angel is the step brother...blah blah blah ((Sorry, it's too juicy to give away)) And Buffy is hit by a car, loses all her memory...including all recollection of her love...Spike...this is a really vague summary
((A/N: I WANT TO TELL ALL OF THE REVIEWERS WHO HAVE REVIEWED THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! IT REALLY ENCOURAGES ME TO CONTINUE!!! *muah* LOVE YOU ALL!!! REMEMBER MORE REVIEWES=MORE CHAPPIES
((A/N: Thank you for your reviews MiDnIgHtMaGiCk, and Silent Rush. By the way, Cho-Freak-Dragon of course, I update daily^^. I'm addicted. Hehe))
Spike shot her a strange look as he crossed the street; she seemed to be so oblivious of him and his calls for her. He looked around, and saw her blonde hair going down into the Subway Station. He followed her down, but lost her in the crowd again. He took the nearest escalator down to the lower level; still yelling her name and ignoring the strange looks he received. He looked around when he got off, at least the crowds were thinner here. Then he saw Buffy on the other side, getting onto the blue line. He stood there, staring at her from across the track. She seemed to be totally unaware of him. Just then her cell phone rang, and she looked down to her purse to answer.
Spike stood there across the subway railing staring into the compartment she was in. Her head was still down; she seemed to be text messaging someone. He turned his face as she looked up. Sighing he rode back up the escalator, and stumbled weakly to a park. Not caring when someone shoved him against a wall in haste; he felt so numb. He sat down on the bench at the park, and buried his face in his hands. "I'm such a bloody fool Buffy, I mean, I know you're dead...so why did I go chasing after that girl for? I must need some sleep..." his voice trailed off. He was about to doze off when he felt someone's hands on his shoulder.
"You okay there Spike?"
Spike looked up, and saw Riley's solemn face looking down at him. He sighed, "Do you think that I've gone insane Riley?" he asked quietly. Riley pursed his lips as he thought, "I dunno...but I do recall a certain couple once telling each other that if love was meant to be between two people then..."
"They will always find each other," Spike interjected.
Riley smiled at his friend, "No matter how long it takes..."
"No matter how far..."
"No matter how many obstacles stand in the way..."
"In the end, they will always end up in each other's arms," Spike finished.
Riley clapped Spike on the back, "Well come on, you're due for dinner at Glory's house tonight by 8 you know."
Spike smiled slightly, and followed Riley to the dark blue Mercedes-Benz. Spike sauntered up the driveway of the house that Buffy had lived in with Glory, Darla, and Xander a mere year ago. He climbed up the stairs, and rang the doorbell.
Glory looked at her reflection in the shiny silver surface of the pot before she went to answer the doorbell. "Remember, flirt with the boy!" Darla called before her daughter opened the door.
The door swung open. Spike looked up, and saw Glory in a red cashmere sweater, with strand of pearls woven into her hair, and a golden necklace around her neck. "Looking lovely there luv."
Glory blushed, and let Spike in. Dinner went by with the usual conversations, a few smiles, and an occasional laugh. Spike left almost immediately, and began driving down the road in the dark blue Mercedes. His other three bodyguards had followed in a black BMW which Riley had driven away in after he dropped Spike off.
Spike began to think as he drove to his five-room, six-bedroom 'cottage.' Glory was a cute girl, and she was smitten with him even though he couldn't really say the same of himself. He sighed; he knew how eager his mother was to see them to get into a more serous relationship. He chewed on his lower lip a bit, perhaps he ought to make an effort to reciprocate some feelings back to Glory...after all she was the closest he could get to Buffy...right?
Elizabeth opened the door to the small two-bedroom house that she shared with Aidan and Giles. "I'm home!" she yelled in a sing-song voice.
Giles greeted her with a mere grunt, and no reply from Aidan. They shared a bedroom that was split in half by a string of bed sheets strung on a piece of string.
Aidan listened as Elizabeth came inside...how he loved her. He sighed, and scratched his head; he would tell her...after he finished the mural. He stood up, and walked down the hallway into the living room/kitchen where Elizabeth was. "I got a new job today." he announced.
Elizabeth looked back at him with adoring eyes. She ran and flung her arms around his neck. "This is great! Where and who are you working for?" she asked.
Aidan smiled, "I work for Sp-" he paused, "I was hired on by some rich stiff who owns Disney and Global Fashions..."
Elizabeth interrupted him, "Global Fashions?" her eyes widened, "You better do a good job and mention me to your boss." she added in a jokingly threatening way.
Aidan smirked at her as she turned around to go make some dinner.
* * The Next Day
Elizabeth counted the money in the cash register, and looked around to see if there were any more customers. She worked at a small designer store called 'Cliché.' Every piece of clothing in there had been designed by either her or her friend Willow who also worked at the store. "We've made $200 so far." Elizabeth announced.
Willow turned from one of the wall racks, and smiled widely at Elizabeth, "Liz, that's great! We'll finally be able to pay our rent on time, and get Bradbury off our backs."
Elizabeth laughed, "I have to go in about an hour, and did I tell you that I'm delivering some samples to Starlit tomorrow? And do you think that you could find several articles of clothing for me? You know, like the best sweater we have, the best skirt we have..."
Willow interrupted, "No problem, how about you go back to sketching your little idea because that sweater alone," she pointed to the sweater that Elizabeth had bought up at 'Sheek' "Is enough to pay a month's rent for my apartment." She attempted a glare at Elizabeth, but was extremely unsuccessful seeing that they were soon laughing until they were clutching their stomachs.
Elizabeth stuffed her sketch pad into her black book bag, and headed for the door. "See you tomorrow!" she called before she left.
She flipped open her cell phone and pressed number one on her speed dial.
"Aidan?"
"Yeah, it's me Liz,"
"When are you starting the mural at the amusement park?"
"Tomorrow? Then I suppose that you have time enough to meet me there today?"
"Oh come on! Besides, I haven't been on the merry-go-round in months."
"Hey, I can be young at heart as long as I want to be!"
"Psh, you're one hell of a evil guy. Sometimes I have to remind myself why I stick around."
"Yeah whatever, see you there."
Elizabeth slipped the cell into her book bag smiling to herself. She caught the bus, and rode it to the amusement park. She got off at the bus stop. Aidan was already there, waiting for her. Aidan grinned at her widely as she got off the bus. Shoving each other the whole way they went into the amusement park.
Spike was walking around the perimeters of the amusement park from the second level, looking down at the masses of people below. His eyes strayed over to the merry-go-round which was placed in the very center of the place. It was then he saw her...riding the white horse with the silver saddle
((A/N: Let me guess, you guys all hate me for not letting Buffy and Spike get together? ^^ Hehe, I have unleashed one of my twisties...and I know, another cliffie, and more twisties are guaranteed in the next chapter!))