This update was long in coming, and it's finally here. Not as long as some of my other chapters, but I hope it hold's you guys over till the next chapter. Sides' I needed this little interlude chapter before the gang run's into a big plot turner, some of you will be angry with me, but oh well...Till then, Enjoy this chapter.
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3 Days Later
Willow completed adding the AI gang to the protection spell, and they had a similar reaction as the Buffy gang when they were thrown back with the black blast of energy.
Spike again did the honors of biting everyone's wrist mostly because Angel wasn't comfortable with biting humans or tasting human blood again after years of celibacy from it.
And now it was time to Link Buffy and Fred's brain. Spike was not happy.
"TWO SLAYERS!" He yelled at the top of his lungs, a very weary Buffy, tired from lack of sleep, did her best attempt to glare at the bleached blond. "Two slayers, Two, that makes Three, what next!"
"Spike calm down" Cordelia huffed out
"I will not calm down, what happened to the chosen ONE, you know the stitch the one and only... what happened to that!" Spike yelled out again.
"We need this to help Buffy and keep everyone save from Glory" Wesley ground out, lips pursed in agitation as Spike was flailing his arms and marching back and fourth down the hallway between the bunks.
"I still don't think it's bleedin' right, the book clearly say's Chosen One, Not Chosen Two or Chosen Three or Chosen whatever, it says ONE!" Spike pulled out a smoke, only to have his Sire crush is between his fingers, causing Spike to glare.
"And now I can't smoke!" Spike hugged again "I'd rather take my chance with the hell God then go through this hell"
Then the bus stopped.
"That can be arranged" Giles said sternly, opening the side doors to the bus, Spike just gapped at the open doors and sat his body down in the nearest available seat, effectively shutting up.
"No, Willow, please continue" Wesley let out, clearly as tired as everyone else. Having stayed up researching for the entire night.
"It's simple, I go on a mind trip, and link the two minds" Willow looked between a very tired Buffy, and a very nervous yet excited Fred. "It will feel really weird, almost like a mind walk, but It will only take a few seconds to complete. Ready?"
"Yep" Fred piped out, bouncing in her seat.
Willow chanted a few words and drew signas in the air that turned into flames, and green glow encircled the two to be mind connected and a blue glow consumed Willow.
It was actually very interesting to watch, the blue essence surrounding Willow reached out and laced itself into Fred's and Buffy's green essences' until the streams of blue connected the two green essences creating aquamarine links.
Then the blue essence pulled away from the greens leaving them connected, and then all the shields fell. Willow opened her eyes, proud of herself.
"Now that was cool" Dawn stated in awe.
"I must say it was rather fascinating, Iv never seen anything like it" Wesley agreed.
"Hey Willow, maybe you can link my brain with someone's, so I get the visions and they get the headaches, like say Angel, vampires recoup from pain quickly enough" Cordy asked excitedly, Angel just shook his head and laughed at his seer.
"I can't link your mind, but I can create a paste that you can apply to your temples that works better then any aspirin you take" Willow supplied eagerly, getting herself up off the ground without any help.
"That would be fabulous!" Delia said a bit to loudly.
"Feel any different?" Wesley asked Fred, as he extended his hand to help her up.
"Not really, should I?" when Fred took Wesley's hand he let out a yelp, Fred's eyes grew wide as she looked down at her hands and then profusely apologized to the watcher. "Oh. My. God. Wes, I'm sooo sorry, I-I didn't even realize, I..."
"Fred it's ok" Wes supplied, rubbing his hand.
"Buffy's asleep" Angel pointed out, picking up her body "I'm going to lay her down in the back"
"She deserves some rest after what she's been through" Willow agreed.
"Spike, would you mind teaching Fred about her new powers?" Wesley asked.
"You mean spar with the bird,of course" Spike could never pass up the opportunity to have a good fight, and even if the brunette wasn't that capable, he was sure he could teach her to fight dirty before his pouf of a Sire got to her.
"I, um, I'm not sure I'm ready" Fred said meekly, unsure of herself.
"Rubbish pet" Spike grabbed her wrists and pulled her up the stairs.
"Can I watch?" Dawn asked quickly.
"Fine with me luv" Spike replied but Giles had other Idea's
"Actually Dawn, I need to speak with you privately, or well, as private as we can get, could you come sit up here please." Giles asked with a british politeness.
Dawn let out a huge huff, making it obvious she was displeased. "Fine. coming."
Dawn plopped herself in the passenger seat next to Giles.
"Yeah?" She asked forlorn and upset that Giles wanted to talk to her.
"I have some more information about the key, that I thought you should know, but you are not to tell your sister under any circumstances." Giles reached for a book and handed it to Dawn, she opened it were a yellow tag was sticking out.
The key needs to be completely pure in order for the dimensional gates to be used, if the key is compromised in any fashion, it will be useless to any one or thing seeking to ever use it. Once it is impure, certain ability's will show outward through it since it's power can not be utilized in another fashion. This is the words of the Codex.
Dawn looked up from the passage, a question clearly written on her face "What the Codex?" She asked.
"A book that no one has seen in thousands of years, its the tell all show all of all prophesies and books, and when it's referenced it tends to be significant" Giles replied.
"So what do they mean by pure and impure?" Dawn asked again, curious.
"That, Dawn, is open to you're interpretation"
Giles was being mysterious for a reason and she knew it, she just
couldn't pinpoint why.
Just then Xander stuck his head out from
behind his privacy curtain. "Did I miss anything?" he asked.
Wiping his eyes.
"Of course not Mr. Harris" Wesley replied not looking up from his newspaper.
"Good. Then I'm going back to sleep." And with that he slammed his curtain shut.
"That boy could sleep a marathon" Wesley shook his head.
"He's slept for three days strait before" Cordy stated matter-of-fact, not looking up from her magazine.
"I wouldn't doubt it" Wesley agreed.
"Ahn, well be fine" Xander cooed in a very low whisper.
"No, no Xander we wont" she sobbed silently "We can't have the wedding because of some damned hell god and its not fair" she sobbed again.
Xander was running his hand up and down her arm in a soothing motion.
"Well just have the wedding when we get where we're going, I promis"
Anya hit him in the chest "We don't have any money to do that, it's all back at the shop" She was silently crying harder, sniffling a bit.
"We'll find a way Ahn, I promis" Xander kissed his girl on her forehead, pulling her body close to him.
"Really?" She asked wiping her eyes on Xander's night shirt.
"Really" Xander assured her. Kissing the top of her head.
"Until then, can we have orgasms?" Anya whispered.
Xander smiled into her hair and flipped them over so she was underneath him, then put his mouth next to her ear.
"You would have to be completely silent" Xander warned sternly, running his hands down her abdomen. Anya just nodded her head vigorously and made a closing a zipper motion over her mouth. Xander silently laughed and passionately kissed his fiancee.
"I can't do this, I just don't have the hang of it" Fred complained.
"Bollocks luv, you have plenty of talent, you just have to tap into them powers again, and I know you have them, cuz my senses are tellin' me your a slayer"
"Really?" Fred asked curious
"Really pet, now focus" Spike was showing her fighting stances and teaching her more about her muscles and what they were capable of doing. "Try to make them fluid motions when you go to punch or kick, use your momentum and force, keep your balance, and be more aware of your body then the enemies"
Fred was throwing a few slow punches as Spike and the occasional upper cut kick.
"Go with your body luv, if it feel's better to spin with your kick then do it, don't force a move if you don't have to" Fred did as he said and her body became like water, making movements together and flowing in perfect synchronization.
"My body is my weapon kind of thing" Fred contemplated.
"Exactly!" Spike agreed. Fred stood up, and rested her posture. looking Spike square in the eye, she also took a close look around her surroundings.
"Ready to spar?" she challenged. Spikes eye's went wide.
"Luv, you just got started in figuring out your powers, I doubt your ready to fight a fruit fly" Spike scoffed in disbelieve.
"Iv done Ti Chi with Angel, so I understand the fluid movement thing now, and fighting's more math then physical endurance" Fred stated again, more sure of herself.
"More like math? Pet you're off your rocker" Spike laughed.
"If your so sure your going to win, why won't you fight me" Fred challenge, placing her hands on her hips.
"Because I'm that sure I'm going to win" Spike shot back.
"Then try me" Fred glared back.
Spike just growled at her and charged, Fred grabbed the punching bag chain above her and lifted herself up, not even thinking about what she was doing she placed her feet on top of the bag and sprung herself around so she was standing right behind Spike.
She spun kicked Spikes back sending him into the wall, he turned around, humiliated and circled her. Watching her carefully this time, not expecting that move for only a two hours worth of training.
Spike lashed out with a punch and Fred just took a quick side step, when Spike lashed out with his foot to caddy kick her, she jumped over it, then stepped back again, Spike following.
Fred deciding that Spike was going to stay on the defensive rather then then the offensive, rushed forward, faking Spike out twice and spin kicking him once again, this time in the chin, she took a couple hits to he face and one to her ab's but she quickly recovered, cart wheeling to the side of Spike, and gripping his shoulder using his own momentum to send him into the treadmill with a heavy thud.
Spike charged her again, high jumping over her, circling his hands around her waist and throwing her to the ground, pinning her down with his body. and he remembered a similar situation he had been in with Dawn a few day's earlier.
"Got u luv" Spike said cockily in triumph.
"Maybe" Fred agreed, she had done the math but she underestimated Spike, she had allot to learn.
Spike let her up, and she dusted herself off, "That was invigorating though" Fred said, her eyes sparkling and a huge smile on her face.
"Eventually after a week or so, you'll be a force to be reckoned with, you have two weapons luv, your body and your brain" Spike let a rare moment of sensitivity show, before masking it again, "Care for another round?"
Fred's eyes lit up and she got into a fighting stance, she was going to enjoy being a slayer replica.
Angel was sitting on the bed next to Buffy's sleeping form, he brushed some of her hair out onto the pillow. It was so soft and smelt of raspberries and melon.
She wasn't thrashing or sweating in her sleep like she had been the other night. So Angel saw no need to actually get into the bed with her, but he wanted to be close by, just to be sure.
He loved Buffy, and he figured he always would. But he was quickly developing feelings for a certain redheaded witch.
Tapping into the link, Angel could tell Willow was awake and happy. He let a rare smile grace his face at the thought of Willow laughing or smiling.
Angel didn't realize he had any feelings for the witch until he saw her again when the Sunnydale gang dropped by his office, and he was only barely starting to tap into the link, opening it only for seconds at a time so Willow wouldn't notice.
Thinking back on the kiss they had shared, Angel contemplated what consequences this relationship, if any developed, would have.
Buffy, subconsciously, somewhere, had actually meant what she said to Willow when she had attempted to hurt her. But Angel wasn't going to be sharing that tidbit to anyone anytime soon.
Buffy and Willow were so different from each other.
Buffy was beautiful, strong, confidant. All the things most warriors of the light were.
Willow in her own way was sexy as well, she had a inner beauty that shined brighter then anything, and her body wasn't all that bad to look at either, she was also a strong witch and had a strong mind, and though not as confidant as Buffy she was more caring and understanding then anyone he had ever met.
It's not fair to compare them Angel thought to himself and he knew he was right, it wasn't fair to compare the beautiful blond next to him, to the beautiful redhead sitting just outside the door.
But he couldn't help himself, he saw good in both of them, but he realized that, though he would always love Buffy in some way, he respected her more then anything, and she was to independent to be in a committed relationship for long.
It was proven with Angel, and then Riley. And even if she didn't see it Angel did, no slayer had ever been able to hold a long relationship, it wasn't in their nature, but Giles would never break it to her. And neither would he.
She deserved to live her life, and find happiness, but a relationship was just out of her reach, and she would never see that.
Angel sighed again, more loudly this time. He wished he would have saw that before he broke her heart over and over. But what was done was done, past is past.
"I'll always love you Buffy, but we need to move on" Angel state quietly, kissing his x-loves forehead softly.
"Here" Willow handed Cordelia a Tupperware container that had a brownish paste in it.
"And this will actually work?" Cordy asked suspiciously.
"Of course, it's calming herbs with a bit of magic and a blessing, It's like vix to a stuffed nose, it will work in seconds" Willow laughed.
"It doesn't look to pretty" Cordy stated again, still suspicious.
"Not all pretty things work Cordelia" Willow shook her head at the former may queen. "The make-up industry just likes to make you think they do"
"The make-up industry is ran by demons" The seer stated off-handedly.
"Really?" Willow asked curious.
"Yeah, one from Maybaleen asked for our help, that's why we get ripped off so much by the make-up industry" Cordy stated.
"Seriously" Willow said again in disbelieve.
"Seriously, and Prauda is ran by a immortal" Cordy reassured.
"Next your going to tell me vogue is a inter-deminsional magazine.
"Now that's just crazy" she raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow at Willows sarcastic statement.
"And you're telling me the fashion and makeup industry ran by demons and immortals doesn't sound crazy" Willow shot back.
"At least mine is fact" Cordy took a drink of her pepsi "and I never said it wasn't crazy now did I"
Willow just laughed at Cordelia
"So tell me, how do you like working with Angel?" Willow thought about her question "In fact, tell me how that ended up happening in the first place" Angel never did answer her question about that when he had visited Sunnydale during thanksgiving.
"Oh, that's an interesting tale..."
"What do you mean you didn't find them!" Glory yelled, throwing her glass against the wall of her apartment back in Sunnydale "I told you exactly were they were, how could our puppy not find them"
"I'm very sorry Glorificus, but they keep moving" one of the minions bowed his forgiveness.
"Whatever, It's no matter , we still have a month or so before the ritual. That's plenty of time to get my key back."
"Oh yes lustrous one"
Glory closed her eyes, trying to get back into Buffy's mind. After a few moments she realized she couldn't.
"What the hell!" Glory yelled again, causing more minions to rush in.
"What's wrong, oh glorious one"
"She locked me out, someone else is in her mind" Glory stood up angrily "Dammit!" She yelled out, causing some of the minions to cower in fear. She paced back and forth thinking "Bitch blondie has gotten wise, well, that's not a problem either" Gorly turned to one of the minions with a bright smile on her painted red lips.
"Of course not lovely one" a minion agreed.
"I still have a few surprises left for her and her little gang" Glory's smile widened.
"Bring me D'oulfus!" She demanded loudly.
"Yes, yes of course, Glorious one"
"Sometime today!" She snapped angrily, forcing the minion to end his praises and run out the door, followed by the others.
"I'll get my key blondie, oh yes, I'll have my key now" Glory slipped off her stilettos, cracking her neck, and stretching her arms above her head.
D'oulfus owed her a favor, and he knew it, and she was going to use it. She would prefer not to, but drastic times called for drastic measures. The runaways were in for a surprise soon.
I know a evil cliff hanger, the next chapter will be more action packed, and will prove that no one, especially Buffy's gang can run and get away scott free, especially from a hell God.
