Okay, sorry if I got you guys all excited...you know with that 'She's
updated already?' anyways, I want you guys to go to my profile page, and
read the Buffy the Vampire Slayer ideas, and tell me which one you want me
to start writing next, and erm...I guess you could tell me by a 'review.'
Thanks a million y'all!
Disclaimer: Yes...Joss Whedon owns all of the characters except the ones that you have never heard of because I created them...I wonder if Joss has ever heard of a thing called 'sharing'...
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: Luv to all my steady reviewers, Shitaka, Ruthie2, Courtney37, ekmw511, Cho-freak-dragon and TikigirlK16. Thank you for reviewing hotspike7, and SpikesSpecialFriend. PREVIEW OF THE NEXT CHAPTER...Okay, so there will be some tensions between Spike and Aidan...))
((SpikesSpecialFriend, I'm so sorry! I didn't realize how long they were since ff.net format is a lot different from Microsoft Words, and don't worry...the necklace WILL be back. And sorry that I lied Shitaka, I hope that length made up for it...^^ And yeah, I know, it's short, but hey, I updated quick!))
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If love was meant to be between two people, Then they will always find each other, 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.
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Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. -Albert Einstein
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Elizabeth had been avoiding Spike the day after that night at the ice skating rink. It wasn't that she hated him...no...it was just that she scared herself because she kept thinking about him. 'I am engaged to Aidan...engaged to AIDAN...ENGAGED to Aidan....' she would mentally repeat to herself, over and over and over. Spike had tried to approach her, but she would always try to spend as much time as she could on the different levels of the scaffolds with Aidan. The mural was 75% done according to Aidan. The sky was a brilliant hue of blue, and the angels and God had been finished.
"What's going to be painted right there?" she asked. She pointed to the tips of God's fingers, belonging to an outstretched hand. The hand reached out to the blank patch of blue sky as if telling the world, 'Look at this...this is it.'
Aidan looked up from his pan of paint, and shrugged, "A house." he said casually, and looked back down at his paint, smiling. He had to admit, he could paint better when Elizabeth was watching him. He felt calm knowing where she was...knowing that she wasn't going to leave him.
"A house?" she asked, her voice monotonous mingled with the You've-got-to- be-kidding-me tone.
"And a cloud."
"A house...on a cloud?" she repeated.
Aidan nodded, "Mmmhmm...why?"
"You know, only a man, stupid as Spike would think up something like that," Elizabeth scoffed.
Aidan raised an eyebrow, "Well you might not think so if you knew his intentions." he stated.
"He had intentions that were different from ruining the mural?" Elizabeth asked, shocked.
Aidan chuckled, "Very funny Liz. No, it's because he has some notion about meeting his love on the stairway on heaven...and I'm supposed to draw the stairway, and have it lead to some beach house of his." He pulled out a creased picture from one of the pockets of his coat, and handed it to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth unfolded it, and studied it. "Oh...it's the beach house..." she breathed.
"Stating the obvious..." Aidan commented smiling.
Elizabeth glared at him, "I meant that it was the beach house that Spike took me to...I mean you know, the one he lives in," she corrected herself hastily.
Aidan straightened up, "He took you to his beach house?"
Elizabeth shrugged, "Um..well..yeah...sort of...not really...?" she offered.
Aidan growled, "I don't trust that bastard, don't ever go ANYWHERE with him ever again."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes, "Afraid that you've got some competition?" she teased.
Aidan went silent, 'If you only knew...' he thought.
Elizabeth's eyebrows furrowed as she looked at him with worried eyes, "Aidan, are you okay? I was only joking..."
Aidan smiled, "I'm okay, just thinking." He studied her as she poured some paint in the pan to help him. 'Remember her...remember after the mural is done...' He had considered going slow on purpose, but Spike had come and told him that he had a deadline, and even Spike, a non-artist knew that the deadline was more than enough time to finish the mural. He dipped a paintbrush in a gray paint, and slowly began to paint a flight of stairs.
"Aidan, after you finish the mural, will you paint me a picture too?" Elizabeth asked as she watched him paint.
Aidan nodded as he continued to paint, "Of what?" Elizabeth thought as she sat down with her legs hanging over the edge of the platform.
* * FLASHBACK * *
A tiny blonde girl and blonde boy sat on the patio of a large beach house. A heavy rainstorm had just passed through, and the ocean was the color of turbulent gray and calm blue. The smell of salt was heavy on the air, mixed with fresh rain water. The sky was still a dark gray, but a large patch of sunshine shined through.
Finally the boy with curly blonde hair spoke. "See the sunshine shining through over there?"
The blonde girl with pig tails nodded.
"If you look really close, you can see the stairway to heaven." He glanced sideways to see the girls' emerald eyes widen in disbelief. He nodded, "Really, and if you go up, you'll be greeted with beautiful angels."
The girl cocked her head to the side, "What do they look like?" she asked.
He pursed his lips before replying, "They all look different, but the prettiest ones have long blonde hair that shines. It shines so much that it looks white, and their eyes look like emeralds...just like you Buff."
The girl blushed, and cast her eyes toward the ground, her cheek tinged pink. The ten year old boy placed a warm hand over the little girl's cold ones. "We'll be together and forever right Buff?"
The girl nodded, "Forever." "And if one leaves before the other," the boy questioned.
"They'll wait on the stairway to heaven until the other arrives..." the little girl concluded, saying the last line of one of the boy's poems.
They smiled, and pools of blue met fountains of green as the distance between them lessened, and a chaste kiss was shared. As soon as their lips brushed they pulled away, "EW!" they shrieked at the same time.
"You know, I was only joking about the blonde haired angels with emerald eyes. There's no way that God will let someone be an angel looking like that..."
The girl glowered at him, and shoved him, sending him sprawling down to the sand, facedown. Then he disappeared in the sand, and soon the little girl was left all by herself in a black void, desperately running after a stairway that seemed to get farther and farther away...
* * END OF FLASHBACK * *
Elizabeth blinked, and looked around. She had just remembered a dream she often had. She looked at Aidan who was engrossed in the mural to notice what she was doing. "I got it." she announced.
"What is it?" he asked, paying her only partial attention.
"Draw me, a painting of the stairway to heaven."
Disclaimer: Yes...Joss Whedon owns all of the characters except the ones that you have never heard of because I created them...I wonder if Joss has ever heard of a thing called 'sharing'...
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: Luv to all my steady reviewers, Shitaka, Ruthie2, Courtney37, ekmw511, Cho-freak-dragon and TikigirlK16. Thank you for reviewing hotspike7, and SpikesSpecialFriend. PREVIEW OF THE NEXT CHAPTER...Okay, so there will be some tensions between Spike and Aidan...))
((SpikesSpecialFriend, I'm so sorry! I didn't realize how long they were since ff.net format is a lot different from Microsoft Words, and don't worry...the necklace WILL be back. And sorry that I lied Shitaka, I hope that length made up for it...^^ And yeah, I know, it's short, but hey, I updated quick!))
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If love was meant to be between two people, Then they will always find each other, 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.
* * * * * * * * * *
Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. -Albert Einstein
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Elizabeth had been avoiding Spike the day after that night at the ice skating rink. It wasn't that she hated him...no...it was just that she scared herself because she kept thinking about him. 'I am engaged to Aidan...engaged to AIDAN...ENGAGED to Aidan....' she would mentally repeat to herself, over and over and over. Spike had tried to approach her, but she would always try to spend as much time as she could on the different levels of the scaffolds with Aidan. The mural was 75% done according to Aidan. The sky was a brilliant hue of blue, and the angels and God had been finished.
"What's going to be painted right there?" she asked. She pointed to the tips of God's fingers, belonging to an outstretched hand. The hand reached out to the blank patch of blue sky as if telling the world, 'Look at this...this is it.'
Aidan looked up from his pan of paint, and shrugged, "A house." he said casually, and looked back down at his paint, smiling. He had to admit, he could paint better when Elizabeth was watching him. He felt calm knowing where she was...knowing that she wasn't going to leave him.
"A house?" she asked, her voice monotonous mingled with the You've-got-to- be-kidding-me tone.
"And a cloud."
"A house...on a cloud?" she repeated.
Aidan nodded, "Mmmhmm...why?"
"You know, only a man, stupid as Spike would think up something like that," Elizabeth scoffed.
Aidan raised an eyebrow, "Well you might not think so if you knew his intentions." he stated.
"He had intentions that were different from ruining the mural?" Elizabeth asked, shocked.
Aidan chuckled, "Very funny Liz. No, it's because he has some notion about meeting his love on the stairway on heaven...and I'm supposed to draw the stairway, and have it lead to some beach house of his." He pulled out a creased picture from one of the pockets of his coat, and handed it to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth unfolded it, and studied it. "Oh...it's the beach house..." she breathed.
"Stating the obvious..." Aidan commented smiling.
Elizabeth glared at him, "I meant that it was the beach house that Spike took me to...I mean you know, the one he lives in," she corrected herself hastily.
Aidan straightened up, "He took you to his beach house?"
Elizabeth shrugged, "Um..well..yeah...sort of...not really...?" she offered.
Aidan growled, "I don't trust that bastard, don't ever go ANYWHERE with him ever again."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes, "Afraid that you've got some competition?" she teased.
Aidan went silent, 'If you only knew...' he thought.
Elizabeth's eyebrows furrowed as she looked at him with worried eyes, "Aidan, are you okay? I was only joking..."
Aidan smiled, "I'm okay, just thinking." He studied her as she poured some paint in the pan to help him. 'Remember her...remember after the mural is done...' He had considered going slow on purpose, but Spike had come and told him that he had a deadline, and even Spike, a non-artist knew that the deadline was more than enough time to finish the mural. He dipped a paintbrush in a gray paint, and slowly began to paint a flight of stairs.
"Aidan, after you finish the mural, will you paint me a picture too?" Elizabeth asked as she watched him paint.
Aidan nodded as he continued to paint, "Of what?" Elizabeth thought as she sat down with her legs hanging over the edge of the platform.
* * FLASHBACK * *
A tiny blonde girl and blonde boy sat on the patio of a large beach house. A heavy rainstorm had just passed through, and the ocean was the color of turbulent gray and calm blue. The smell of salt was heavy on the air, mixed with fresh rain water. The sky was still a dark gray, but a large patch of sunshine shined through.
Finally the boy with curly blonde hair spoke. "See the sunshine shining through over there?"
The blonde girl with pig tails nodded.
"If you look really close, you can see the stairway to heaven." He glanced sideways to see the girls' emerald eyes widen in disbelief. He nodded, "Really, and if you go up, you'll be greeted with beautiful angels."
The girl cocked her head to the side, "What do they look like?" she asked.
He pursed his lips before replying, "They all look different, but the prettiest ones have long blonde hair that shines. It shines so much that it looks white, and their eyes look like emeralds...just like you Buff."
The girl blushed, and cast her eyes toward the ground, her cheek tinged pink. The ten year old boy placed a warm hand over the little girl's cold ones. "We'll be together and forever right Buff?"
The girl nodded, "Forever." "And if one leaves before the other," the boy questioned.
"They'll wait on the stairway to heaven until the other arrives..." the little girl concluded, saying the last line of one of the boy's poems.
They smiled, and pools of blue met fountains of green as the distance between them lessened, and a chaste kiss was shared. As soon as their lips brushed they pulled away, "EW!" they shrieked at the same time.
"You know, I was only joking about the blonde haired angels with emerald eyes. There's no way that God will let someone be an angel looking like that..."
The girl glowered at him, and shoved him, sending him sprawling down to the sand, facedown. Then he disappeared in the sand, and soon the little girl was left all by herself in a black void, desperately running after a stairway that seemed to get farther and farther away...
* * END OF FLASHBACK * *
Elizabeth blinked, and looked around. She had just remembered a dream she often had. She looked at Aidan who was engrossed in the mural to notice what she was doing. "I got it." she announced.
"What is it?" he asked, paying her only partial attention.
"Draw me, a painting of the stairway to heaven."