CONSEQUENCES
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except for the ones that I created like Michelle, Katy, and Morgan.
Author's Note: Thanks to everybody for reading the story, I just have one problem, who to pair Katy up with. So should I pair her up with someone or leave her single for the sequel to the story and have her leave with one of the various groups and go from there. Also there are a few surprises left…and a few deaths…
CHAPTER 28-WHAT, I THOUGHT YOU KNEW
"Great," Nina exclaimed with an excited smile on her face as she fought the urge to squeal with joy while turning and tightly hugging Angel.
"Where was it," Willow asked with a relieved smile on her face as she walked into the room and over to where the talisman lay.
"Some club called Shahid Imzadi," Morgan replied with a tired yawn, and Connor's arm around her waist, as the two slowly walked in behind Katy.
"The name doesn't ring a bell, it must be new," Spike added with a serious look on his face as he turned to Angel and waited for Angel to speak.
"It doesn't matter Spike, all that matters is that we've found the location for the spell and tomorrow night this all ends," Angel said with a very determined look on his face as he slid one arm around Nina's waist and held her close.
"Speaking of which, I think that it they're going to help us that Morgan and Katy at least get a little training in, otherwise they'll be of little use to us, you to Nina," Faith interjected with a slightly nervous but yet serious expression on her face as she took a few steps towards Angel. At first Nina stared across the room at Faith with an expression on her face that seemed to suggest that she thought that the slayer had lost her mind, but then her countenance changed and she began to see the wisdom of Faith's words.
"What good would that do, despite me being a slayer with the extra healing and all my shoulder's still all fucked up," Morgan grumbled with a confused look on her face as she turned first to Connor and then over to Faith.
"It's a good idea Faith, even if you can't use both arms Morgan you can still learn how to properly defend yourself, something that you don't have to be at one hundred percent to do well, start tonight, just show them the basics, if all goes well that's all they'll need," Angel said with a tired and serious look on his face as he slowly nodded his head and glanced over at Faith, who smile and nodded her head before she and Wesley started the trek back up to their room to get changed.
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The night passed uneventfully, with David wanting to throw a big party over the fact that they had finally found the location for the spell, but Angel had quickly nixed that. Faith and Wesley had trained Katy, Morgan, and Nina as best they could in the short time and the trio didn't get done and into bed until almost four in the morning. By the time it was over Wesley was in need of Faith's help to get him back up the stairs and through a shower before the two climbed into bed. Angel had held back a laugh when Nina had come into their room claiming that her entire body hurt. After that Angel had helped her through a quick shower and then into bed, telling her that everything was going to turn out just fine. No one in the house woke up before ten in the morning, not something that was planned but Willow had spent most of the night putting the finishing touches on her spell and so was found by Spike, passed out in her chair in the library with a bit of drool dangling down onto the book that she was researching, when he came downstairs for a late breakfast.
"Time to rise and shine Red," Spike whispered softly at first before he raised the volume of his voice as he gently nudged Willow's shoulder.
"Mm…not yet Kennedy, it's to early and I'm to tired," Willow mumbled softly in her sleep as she waved her hand around a bit, as if trying to push someone away.
"Sorry luv, but I'm not that bitch Kennedy and we've got a big day ahead of us," Spike whispered back with a sly smirk on his face as he walked around the desk and gently pulled Willow back up into a seated position.
"Wha…oh Spike, what are you," Willow started to mumble with a tired look on her face before her eyes snapped open and she stared straight ahead at Spike.
"It's past ten in the morning Red, you fell asleep," Spike said back with a hint of a joking smirk playing on his lips as he walked over to the nearest open chair, one that was out of the rays of direct sunlight that silently filtered into the room, and sat down.
"Oh no…the spell, I have to get it ready," Willow suddenly exclaimed with a very frantic look on her face as she began to fumble around with the various pieces of paper on the desk in front of her before she found the one that she was looking for and took a deep sigh of relief.
"Looks like it's ready, want some breakfast, can't say that I'm to good of a cook but," Spike offered up with a calm and relaxed expression on his face as he nodded his head towards the kitchen just as Willow felt a rumbling in her stomach.
"Only if you let me ask you something, and when I do you have to give me an honest answer," Willow replied with a serious but yet soft look on her face as she slowly stood up but never broke contact with Spike's gaze.
"Fine," Spike said with a useless intake of air as he shrugged his shoulders and stood up, holding the kitchen door open for Willow as she smiled in thanks and walked in past him.
"Do you love Buffy," Willow asked with an awkward smile on her face as Spike opened the refrigerator door and she turned the stove on. Spike stayed still for a couple of moments before he replied.
"That's what you wanted to ask me Red, I thought that we had already…," Spike started to say back after that time as he leaned back away from the refrigerator but was stopped when Willow hurried to his side.
"I want you to stop kidding around and tell me straight, do you love Buffy," Willow stated with a very clear and confidant look on her face and in her eyes as Spike knew that he couldn't lie to her, not this time.
"Yes," Spike solemnly admitted with a quick glance into Willow's eyes before he leaned back into the refrigerator and pulled out the eggs and two bottles of beer.
"Good, then when this is all over the two of you can give your relationship another go, and don't worry about Xander, I'll take care of him," Willow said with an excited smile on her face as she took the eggs from Spike and had turned around before Spike could even fully register what she had said to him.
"It's not like that Red, she's with the Immortal now and I don't know if," Spike started to say with an unsure tone to his voice as he made his way over to the stove as Willow set the eggs down on the counter beside it and began to search for the skillet.
"She doesn't love him Spike, not like she loved…loves you, before we came here to London she said…no, she admitted that had you made it through the destruction of Sunnydale that she was willing to give you and her another try," Willow interjected with a very sincere expression on her face as she turned away from the cupboards long enough to lay a hand on Spike's shoulder and give it a small squeeze.
"But she…," Spike started to protest with a confused but yet elated smile on his face as he looked away and tried to busy himself with some inane task that usually he'd rather do anything than taking up.
"Is a complete idiot when it comes to love, but then again so are you…any idea where the skillet is," Willow interrupted with a carefree expression on her face as she pulled back and continued to search through the cupboards looking for the skillet.
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"I don't remember ever hurting this bad," Morgan moaned with a pained scowl on her face as she sat down on one of the couches in the reading room of the mansion.
"Me either," Katy added with a tired yawn as she walked by, doing her best to try and rub the soreness out of her muscles. The previous night of training hadn't hit her as hard as it had Morgan, as due to her job Katy had done her best to stay in as good of shape as possible, which mostly meant that she ate well and spent most of her day either dancing at the club or working out. After that afternoon at the club she had gotten away from her usual training regime but had sworn that after this was over that she would get back to it faithfully.
"Faith and Wesley are good teachers though," Connor said with a respectful smile on his face as he gently brushed a lock of Morgan's hair back behind her ear.
"Says you, you're used to all of that training but I'm not, up until about a week ago I had a good life, dancing at the club during my shift and then having the rest of the time to myself, didn't have to worry about demons and vampires and," Katy shot back with a tired an weary pout on her face as she flopped down onto the love seat and let an arm and a leg lazily drape over the edge.
"Dancing," Connor asked with an innocently confused frown on his face as he looked over first to Katy, who snickered a bit and cast Morgan a quick glance, before he turned back to his girlfriend, hoping that she would give him the answer.
"Katy was a…," Morgan started to say with a slightly embarrassed smile on her face as she wracked her brain in an attempt to figure out how to explain Katy's former job to Connor.
"I was an exotic dancer, a stripper, I took all of my clothes off for money, swung around on a pole, and got the customers all excited…both the men and the women," Katy finally replied back as she stepped in and recited her job description to Connor as if she had done it a million time, chuckling healthily at the sight of Connor's eyes growing wide and then shrinking into very confused slits.
"It wasn't the most…desirable job, but it paid the rent…right Katy," Michelle interjected with a very serious and almost condescending scowl on her face as she limped into the room and glared down at Katy, whose shirt had ridden up high enough to almost uncover a slip of her bra.
"Uh….yeah, right," Katy started to say with a giggling sigh before she looked up and saw Michelle angrily gazing down at her and she shot up into a seated position as quickly as she could and pulled her shirt down and tried to look innocent.
"Does my father know about this," Connor asked with a frustrated scowl on his face as he shook his head and then ran both of his hands through his hair in a nervous habit.
"I think so, actually I think that he might have caught one of my shows once, when he was out looking for Spike, I think that they sat in the back of the club…cheapskates, didn't tip worth shit…I mean crap," Katy said back lazily with a tired smile on her face as she shrugged her shoulders and stared up at the ceiling while crossing her legs before she cringed as she swore, imagining the scowl on Michelle's face and the scolding that was on the tip of her tongue.
"I don't believe this," Connor mumbled with a defeated and very confused pout on his face as he leaned back in his seat and stared down at the floor, intentionally avoiding eye contact with everyone in the room.
"Don't believe what," Dawn asked with a sleepy yawn as she walked into the room and sat down on the couch beside Connor and Morgan.
"Nothing," Connor, Katy, and Morgan said in unison before each realized that fact and looked away, their faces all flushed a bright red and Dawn looked on in confusion.
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They stared at the maps so intently that Nina wondered what they could possibly be thinking. Angel had picked up a map of the section of London that the club was located in and had been tracing several lines on it with his finger while Spike flipped through the sewers plans for half the city. At first she had tried to help them out with the maps but she had once not given Angel the correct map fast enough and he had growled at her. But even though it was clearly a vampiric growl she was positive that it was more the result of the pressure that he was under than his actual feelings towards her.
"Is it to late to say that unless everything goes exactly to plan…we're screwed," Spike said with an overwhelmed frown on his face as he dropped the maps that he had been looking through back onto the top of the table and shook his head.
"It'll work Spike…it has to," Angel answered back, very confidently at first before adding the last bit under his breath.
"But what if it doesn't…what then," Nina asked with a scared look on her face as she laid a hand on Angel's arm and hoped that he would be straight with her.
"Then…well then Nina…," Angel softly replied with a very serious and concerned look on his face before he grew silently, seemingly lost as to what exactly to say next.
"We're screwed," Spike finished with a sly smirk on his face as he looked up from the maps that he had one again picked up.
"Not yet we're not, you shouldn't be so negative Spike, the plan is going to work, the spell is going to work, we're all going to live through this," Willow interjected with a calm but yet very serious and commanding expression on her face and tone to her voice as she walked into the room and sat down beside Spike, patting him on the shoulder at the end.
"So says the lovely young witch that skinned a man alive and nearly ended the world all by her self," Spike shot back with a humorous look of joking on his face as Willow was able to tell by his tone that he did not mean the words in a mocking or hurtful way. Willow was about to leave it at that but changed her mind when she caught the surprised and scared look on Nina's face.
"I only skinned one person…but he deserved it…I'm…Nina…I'm joking, relax, I'm over that, I'm not going to hurt anyone," Willow stammered out in between confused looks from Nina before she was finally able to get her point across and the blonde woman was able to calm down.
"Well now that we've all had our fun…how's the spell," Angel asked with a less than thrilled scowl on his face as he looked up from his maps and over at Willow.
"It's finished Angel, just get me to that club as dusk and I'll take care of the rest…but here's the most important part, it's going to take a great amount of energy to totally power this spell, someone's going to have to die for this spell to work," Willow answered with a happy smile on her face at first before it changed to a very serious and then almost scared expression.
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"So what are you going to wear tonight," Faith asked softly as she walked back into the living room after her shower, wearing nothing but the medallion and doing her best to dry her hair.
"Thought that I might go with the creature of the night look, perhaps it'll help me to blend into the shadows where I won't be noticed as quickly," Wesley replied with a deep breath as he pulled open the top dresser and began to casually make his way through Faith's underwear, looking for something that he liked.
"Not sure if that's the look for you Wes, after all…you're still alive," Faith said with a slightly impish smirk on her face as she stopped at the bed, hiked one foot up onto the bed and began to dry that leg off while watching Wesley out of the corner of her eye.
"Thanks to you and Willow, but seriously in my current condition the element of surprise would be preferable to being pegged by everything and everyone from the very beginning," Wesley said with a sharp intake of breath as Faith switched legs.
"Well if this all goes well then you won't have to worry about that, hopefully we can keep the number of fatalities to a minimum," Faith said back with an oddly concerned look on her face as she slid her foot off of the bed and walked over to stand beside Wesley, who was holding up a bra and panty combo that had less cloth than would fit into a thimble. "I am not wearing that," Faith said with a skeptical smile on her face as she glanced up at Wesley before he shrugged his shoulders.
"I'll save it for later then, but what's this…has the hell raiser of old become an old softy, wanting to keep the number of fatalities to a minimum," Wesley replied with a hurt pout on his face at first before his face broke into a cheeky smile as he set the pieces of lingerie back into the drawer and looked for some more.
"Hardly…it's just that I've seen to much needless death lately, and I don't want to see anymore than I have to," Faith answered with a very serious and sad look on her face before she couldn't look up at Wesley any longer and she dropped her gaze down to a scratch on the back of one of her knuckles.
"We'll be fine Faith, Angel has a good plan…here, I think that these will work quite nicely," Wesley said back with a reassuring tone to his voice as he pulled her into a one armed hug and then handed her his selection.
"These look like something that…they'll work," Faith started to object with her usual amount of sarcasm before she bit her bottom lip in consternation and finally shrugged her shoulders and gave in, tossing the towel over Wesley's shoulder and then slipping the panties on.
"Did you know that Angel is going to allow David to come with us tonight," Wesley asked with a wondering raising of his eyebrow as he turned on his heel and started to make his way towards the bathroom, unbuttoning his fly as he went. Faith was in the middle of slipping her bra on when he said that and she stopped momentarily before continuing.
"You're joking right," Faith said back with a surprised and highly skeptical smile on her face as she almost laughed at the thought before Wesley slid his jeans off and tossed them into the hamper before disappearing into the bathroom.
"Not this time, Angel said that David's been wanting to really help him ever since we helped him back in LA, so tonight he's finally going to get his chance," Wesley replied with a nervous grin on his face as he laid a towel on the side of the sink and stepped into the shower as Faith walked into the doorway, crossed her arms in front of her chest and leaned up against the door, grinning like the Cheshire cat from Alice In Wonderland. "What are you doing," Wesley asked with an unsure smile on his face as he stepped into the shower and turned the water on.
"What's it look like I'm doing…I'm watching, and doing my best not to join you," Faith answered with a sexy grin on her face as she kept her gaze locked onto Wesley, not saying but instead thinking the last part as she struggled against herself to stay where she was and not get all sudsy with the man that she loved, with the battle for everything a mere two hours away.
END OF CHAPTER 28