~*~*~ I know it's been forever. Sorry! I've had a lot of work lately. So
here's a chapter finally. Hope you enjoy!! PLEASE REVIEW - belleartiste
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[NW]
Buffy lost Spike in the crowd that was surrounding the exit and when she finally got outside the boy was nowhere in sight. The street was bare just pools of light [a/n: CH peeps- like the quote?] from the streetlamps illuminating the road. She walked down the road in one direction her boots clicking on the street. It was a quiet night and of course there was no threat out there. It was a strange feeling for Buffy, there was no monsters here to jump out at her and no need to carry a stake. It was nice. She could get used to this. Turning the corner she continued down the street, she now realized that she was heading home. "It would be nice to go to bed early for once." She thought to herself and sped up her pace wanting to get back to her delightfully normal home.
Then suddenly there was a crash behind her. And from the bushes came a huge demon, it was red and had 2 horns and scales. Oh and also a large axe. Quite an ugly guy Buffy thought to herself. It yelled at her and she was slightly startled by the attack but this was her job, to kill the monster. She fell into a comfortable stance and then tricked the demon by using its momentum to throw it off balance and give her a chance to kick it in the back. It fell to the ground howling. It pulled itself off the pavement. It swung the axe at Buffy's head. She ducked and then with one foot swept the creature off its feet. It fell with a thud, cracking the sidewalk. It lay there dazed and then Buffy picked up its axe with ease and swiftly chopped off its head. Then calmly pulled the monster into the bushes threw his axe after him and wiped her hands. Then she continued calmly down the street. But she had this sudden strange feeling that someone was watching her. She shook it off and walked up her front steps. She would have to ask Giles about this in the morning.
She unlocked the door and stepped into her brightly lit house kicking off her boots. "Buffy?" she heard her mom call. "Hey mom," Buffy followed her mom's voice into the kitchen, "What. . ." she stopped short. There was someone else in the house, immediately she was on guard. It could be another of those awful red scale demon things. She held up one finger to her mom and then she crept into the living room to where the TV was on and someone sitting in a chair in front of it. She jumped around the chair and almost died in fright when she saw who it was. It was her father.
"Dad!" Her father looked up surprised.
"Hey honey, how was your evening?" Her dad muted the TV and looked back up at Buffy.
"Umm...fine...Dad? What are you doing here?"
"Well what do you mean Buffy? I live here, just like you do."
Buffy could barely contain her shock. But her parents were divorced. How could this be possible? Oh yeah. Alternate reality.
"Oh yeah Dad, I was just. . . just surprised." Buffy began to walk out of the room
"Well alright honey." Her dad called back and turned back to the TV.
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Buffy slipped into bed. This day had been full of too much stress. New universe, no demons, new Spike, that odd monster, then Dad, and plus some really horrible clothes that Cordelia had obviously picked out. She pulled the covers up to her chin and sank into the soft feather pillow. It was nice to be able to come home and sleep without first bandaging herself or coming in at 3 in the morning. As soon as her head touched the pillow she was out. It would be well deserved rest for what had happened.
But rest was not what Buffy got. She began to dream. They were vivid dreams of her home. Giles and the rest of the gang and another girl who looked like her with sluttier clothing taste. They were doing research. Oh research. She would give anything to be doing research with the guys right now. That was a new one for Buffy. She hated research. She walked up beside them and looked down at the books they were looking at. Trans-dimensional Travel, Return from the Great Beyond, and Portal Spells for the More Advanced. What a reading list. They were trying to get her home. Buffy was glad that someone was trying. Since on her end they had little resources. She watched as Giles got up and wrote on a dry erase board. 12 AM Saturday. and then drew a diagram of what looked like a lunar cycle.
Then something began pulling at Buffy, drawing her out of her dream. Something was disturbing her. She rolled over and tried not to wake up but the vision was gone. She opened her eyes to the daylight and birds chirping. There was her mother shaking her and telling her to wake up or else she would be late for school. "Thanks Mom," Buffy said and rolled out of bed. She had plenty to report today. Better not lose a minute. It looked like they only had until 12 AM on next Saturday. 7 days, they better figure this out quick!
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[SW]
The sun had come up while Buffy had been explaining the situation to Spike. He hadn't believed it at first but then he noticed that she was twirling her hair and chewing gum. This was not his regular Buffy. He sat down on his coffin and sighed. "Well Slayer, this is quite a predicament you're in." Buffy looked at his firm body and practically melted. He was too beautiful to be evil. Sure the hair was a little much but somehow it worked on him. But she could never. It was wrong. He was evil and there was nothing she could do about it. Giles had said as much. But still. . . just the thought of him. . . Shaking her head she stepped towards him and he stood up. "Thanks for listening Spike, maybe you can help get me out of it." I'm sure I could get you out of those clothes, Spike thought to himself. Then shook his head. "I'll do all I can love." "So. . ." Buffy was at a loss of words. "What do you do all day? I mean while the sun is out." "I mainly just sit 'round here a bit. Sleep, or whatnot. Occasionally I will brave the sun and come find out what you Scoobies are doing." "Oh." Buffy couldn't think of a cute reply to that one. "So, what were you going to do today?" "Oh I dunno, if I was at home I'd probably be going shopping with Cordy. But since I'm not I guess my schedule is empty." "Cool." Spike went over to a mini-fridge, opened the door and stared inside. "Care for a drink?" "What?" Buffy was startled. "What do you mean?" "I mean some pop love. It's just me here that drinks blood now, I have to keep a stock of soda for the lil' bit." "Oh. . .sure. Why not." Buffy took the cola from Spike and sat down in his comfy chair. "Nice chair Spike." "Thanks, I got it from this bloke that owed me. . .never mind." Buffy just rolled her eyes and lay back in the chair. It had been a long night and she was quite tired. She leaned her head over to one side. Spike looked at her and then noticed how tempting and perfect her neck was. "No! Bad Spike!" he thought to himself. "I can't think of Buffy like that. It's sick and disturbing. She's not for me. I cant have a girl like her. It would be wrong. But she's so pretty. And yummy and I just want to. . ." "Ah!" Buffy looked up at him, surprised by his outburst. She had been having a happy daydream "What is it Spike?" "Oh. . . " The blonde vampire would have blushed if he had blood running through his veins, "It's nothing, just thinking." "'Bout what?" Buffy asked. "Nothing . . . really its nothing." Buffy shrugged, "Well I should be getting back. . . and like talk to Giles or something." She got up from his chair and gulped down the last sip of her soda. And looked around for the trash can. Spike came over and took the can from her. Their hands brushed and they both felt a spark of electricity. Buffy looked up into Spike's brilliant blue eyes. She bit her lip then smiled. "Thank you Spike." She said softly, her voice barely coming. "Not a problem love." He replied in the same tone. Then they were kissing. The magnetic force between the two was too much to resist anymore. Their lips were pressed against each other, Spike's hands around her waist and Buffy's arms around his neck. They kissed hard, tongues intertwining. Their passion was almost too intense. They stood like that for several minutes kissing and then Buffy broke off the kiss. She looked up into Spikes eyes. "Spike, I. . ." She didn't know what to say.
"Buffy, I. . ." Neither did Spike. "I'd better go." Buffy grabbed her coat and ran out of the crypt into the bright sunlight where Spike was not allowed to follow.
~*~ Thanks to all who read! Please review! - BelleArtiste
[NW]
Buffy lost Spike in the crowd that was surrounding the exit and when she finally got outside the boy was nowhere in sight. The street was bare just pools of light [a/n: CH peeps- like the quote?] from the streetlamps illuminating the road. She walked down the road in one direction her boots clicking on the street. It was a quiet night and of course there was no threat out there. It was a strange feeling for Buffy, there was no monsters here to jump out at her and no need to carry a stake. It was nice. She could get used to this. Turning the corner she continued down the street, she now realized that she was heading home. "It would be nice to go to bed early for once." She thought to herself and sped up her pace wanting to get back to her delightfully normal home.
Then suddenly there was a crash behind her. And from the bushes came a huge demon, it was red and had 2 horns and scales. Oh and also a large axe. Quite an ugly guy Buffy thought to herself. It yelled at her and she was slightly startled by the attack but this was her job, to kill the monster. She fell into a comfortable stance and then tricked the demon by using its momentum to throw it off balance and give her a chance to kick it in the back. It fell to the ground howling. It pulled itself off the pavement. It swung the axe at Buffy's head. She ducked and then with one foot swept the creature off its feet. It fell with a thud, cracking the sidewalk. It lay there dazed and then Buffy picked up its axe with ease and swiftly chopped off its head. Then calmly pulled the monster into the bushes threw his axe after him and wiped her hands. Then she continued calmly down the street. But she had this sudden strange feeling that someone was watching her. She shook it off and walked up her front steps. She would have to ask Giles about this in the morning.
She unlocked the door and stepped into her brightly lit house kicking off her boots. "Buffy?" she heard her mom call. "Hey mom," Buffy followed her mom's voice into the kitchen, "What. . ." she stopped short. There was someone else in the house, immediately she was on guard. It could be another of those awful red scale demon things. She held up one finger to her mom and then she crept into the living room to where the TV was on and someone sitting in a chair in front of it. She jumped around the chair and almost died in fright when she saw who it was. It was her father.
"Dad!" Her father looked up surprised.
"Hey honey, how was your evening?" Her dad muted the TV and looked back up at Buffy.
"Umm...fine...Dad? What are you doing here?"
"Well what do you mean Buffy? I live here, just like you do."
Buffy could barely contain her shock. But her parents were divorced. How could this be possible? Oh yeah. Alternate reality.
"Oh yeah Dad, I was just. . . just surprised." Buffy began to walk out of the room
"Well alright honey." Her dad called back and turned back to the TV.
~*~
Buffy slipped into bed. This day had been full of too much stress. New universe, no demons, new Spike, that odd monster, then Dad, and plus some really horrible clothes that Cordelia had obviously picked out. She pulled the covers up to her chin and sank into the soft feather pillow. It was nice to be able to come home and sleep without first bandaging herself or coming in at 3 in the morning. As soon as her head touched the pillow she was out. It would be well deserved rest for what had happened.
But rest was not what Buffy got. She began to dream. They were vivid dreams of her home. Giles and the rest of the gang and another girl who looked like her with sluttier clothing taste. They were doing research. Oh research. She would give anything to be doing research with the guys right now. That was a new one for Buffy. She hated research. She walked up beside them and looked down at the books they were looking at. Trans-dimensional Travel, Return from the Great Beyond, and Portal Spells for the More Advanced. What a reading list. They were trying to get her home. Buffy was glad that someone was trying. Since on her end they had little resources. She watched as Giles got up and wrote on a dry erase board. 12 AM Saturday. and then drew a diagram of what looked like a lunar cycle.
Then something began pulling at Buffy, drawing her out of her dream. Something was disturbing her. She rolled over and tried not to wake up but the vision was gone. She opened her eyes to the daylight and birds chirping. There was her mother shaking her and telling her to wake up or else she would be late for school. "Thanks Mom," Buffy said and rolled out of bed. She had plenty to report today. Better not lose a minute. It looked like they only had until 12 AM on next Saturday. 7 days, they better figure this out quick!
~*~
[SW]
The sun had come up while Buffy had been explaining the situation to Spike. He hadn't believed it at first but then he noticed that she was twirling her hair and chewing gum. This was not his regular Buffy. He sat down on his coffin and sighed. "Well Slayer, this is quite a predicament you're in." Buffy looked at his firm body and practically melted. He was too beautiful to be evil. Sure the hair was a little much but somehow it worked on him. But she could never. It was wrong. He was evil and there was nothing she could do about it. Giles had said as much. But still. . . just the thought of him. . . Shaking her head she stepped towards him and he stood up. "Thanks for listening Spike, maybe you can help get me out of it." I'm sure I could get you out of those clothes, Spike thought to himself. Then shook his head. "I'll do all I can love." "So. . ." Buffy was at a loss of words. "What do you do all day? I mean while the sun is out." "I mainly just sit 'round here a bit. Sleep, or whatnot. Occasionally I will brave the sun and come find out what you Scoobies are doing." "Oh." Buffy couldn't think of a cute reply to that one. "So, what were you going to do today?" "Oh I dunno, if I was at home I'd probably be going shopping with Cordy. But since I'm not I guess my schedule is empty." "Cool." Spike went over to a mini-fridge, opened the door and stared inside. "Care for a drink?" "What?" Buffy was startled. "What do you mean?" "I mean some pop love. It's just me here that drinks blood now, I have to keep a stock of soda for the lil' bit." "Oh. . .sure. Why not." Buffy took the cola from Spike and sat down in his comfy chair. "Nice chair Spike." "Thanks, I got it from this bloke that owed me. . .never mind." Buffy just rolled her eyes and lay back in the chair. It had been a long night and she was quite tired. She leaned her head over to one side. Spike looked at her and then noticed how tempting and perfect her neck was. "No! Bad Spike!" he thought to himself. "I can't think of Buffy like that. It's sick and disturbing. She's not for me. I cant have a girl like her. It would be wrong. But she's so pretty. And yummy and I just want to. . ." "Ah!" Buffy looked up at him, surprised by his outburst. She had been having a happy daydream "What is it Spike?" "Oh. . . " The blonde vampire would have blushed if he had blood running through his veins, "It's nothing, just thinking." "'Bout what?" Buffy asked. "Nothing . . . really its nothing." Buffy shrugged, "Well I should be getting back. . . and like talk to Giles or something." She got up from his chair and gulped down the last sip of her soda. And looked around for the trash can. Spike came over and took the can from her. Their hands brushed and they both felt a spark of electricity. Buffy looked up into Spike's brilliant blue eyes. She bit her lip then smiled. "Thank you Spike." She said softly, her voice barely coming. "Not a problem love." He replied in the same tone. Then they were kissing. The magnetic force between the two was too much to resist anymore. Their lips were pressed against each other, Spike's hands around her waist and Buffy's arms around his neck. They kissed hard, tongues intertwining. Their passion was almost too intense. They stood like that for several minutes kissing and then Buffy broke off the kiss. She looked up into Spikes eyes. "Spike, I. . ." She didn't know what to say.
"Buffy, I. . ." Neither did Spike. "I'd better go." Buffy grabbed her coat and ran out of the crypt into the bright sunlight where Spike was not allowed to follow.
~*~ Thanks to all who read! Please review! - BelleArtiste