HIYA AMIE!!! Also...where's my chapters that you are supposed to be sending??? Just got home from vaca...i'll probably call ya tomorrow...just decided to update (so i can end my once every 4 months streak...now it's once every 3 months...i'm gettin a little better) not much to say so here's a story!!! not that you don't have it because i've sent it to you...but maybe you'll be more inclined to read it if i put it in my xanga?!...whatever probably not but here goes...(i'm just using my email to you) Okay I'm sending you two fanfics...one's definitely not finished (the first one) and the second one is the one I was tellin ya about...please reply with any changes you might have as I value your opinion very much!!! I will also attempt to explain things that you haven't come up against yet in the series (i gotta come up with a title your help would be appreciate) *****SIDE NOTES***** (okay Andrew is actually a villian sorta in season 6...he's a big nerd who tries to take over with two other nerds but things go wrong and eventually Andrew's the only one left in season 7 and he gets captured by Buffy and he goes kinda good whatever...he's a big geek but kind of like a geek they put up with) (it's said in some book I've read that Joss gave the okay for, that Buffy goes to Italy and lives with her sister and Andrew in a flat and Willow and Kennedy, who is a "Slayer" in season 7 and Willow's gf, go to Africa or something...Giles and a bunch of other "Slayers" are in England training) (Spike dies in the last episode of season seven after Buffy tells him she loves him...he says "No you don't but thanks for sayin it"...he reappears in Angel's show in the last season and there's a big fight in the last episode with a dragon and a bunch of other demons....also later i mention a blue girl who is in Fred's body...she's a powerful demon who becomes Angel's ally, the hunched over guy is Gunn he gets stabbed or something and Wesley is already dead also the teenager is Angel's son..which is a long story also...) (Faith is the other Slayer...she actually is a Slayer...it's this whole thing...Buffy "died" in season 1 , remember she drowned?, and so another Slayer was called but she dies so Faith gets called) ***THE STORY***(which btw is Spuffy...duh...also i want Dawn and Connor, Angel's son, eventually, and i'm bringing back cordy and angel and their weirdo romance, wesley and fred, although the prospect of bringing back illyira was kinda nice i want fred's innocent love with wesley, and i'm bring back anya...i never really thought it was fair that spike came back and anya didn't...why couldnt' she get a get outta death free card too??? so yay for my couples who will come back all nice and neat...except spike who loses his memory along the way..hehe i'm so evil...okay here's the bloody story) *Chapter 1* ‘Something’s wrong’ Buffy thought to herself as she raced down Italy ’s streets to her apartment. Bounding up the stairs with Slayer speed she barely took notice of the blood seeping from a cut on her bare shoulder. She burst open the door to a much surprised Dawn who was talking on the phone, eating pizza, and playing Dungeons and Dragons with Andrew. Buffy glanced around attempting to find the source of her Slayer sense tingles. “Buffy what’s wrong? Oh my God you’re bleeding.” Dawn rushed to the medicine cabinet as Andrew stood his eyes wide staring at Buffy’s cut. Suddenly Buffy realized that Andrew had been jittery since returning from L.A. She felt something. It was hard to describe. She looked at Andrew allowing her instincts to take over. “Okay Nerdboy what aren’t you telling me?” Andrew’s eyes widened even more. He shook his head. “Nothing,” and upon being picked up by his shirt, “I swore to him I wouldn’t tell.” She looked at him and Dawn, having returned from the cabinet with hydrogen peroxide and gauze, gasped. “Him? Him who?” Andrew’s eyes started to water with what passed as tears. “I can’t tell. He didn’t want you to know he was back.” Then he gasped and started crying softly. Buffy dropped him and he crumpled to the floor and stopped crying to look up at Buffy who touched the place where the feeling occurred, her heart. She realized the feeling was the same feeling she got when Spike had died in the Hellmouth. The same fire burning inside her, the same realization. “Spike’s alive. And he’s about to die again.” *Chapter 2* (short chappies!!! oooh and cliffies...hehe the "ies" are attacking) Buffy was on the next plane to L.A. Her heart was beating rapidly part from anger that Spike was alive and hadn’t come to see her, part from sadness that he hadn’t believed the last words she’d told him, her confession of love, and partly from fear that he wouldn’t want to see her or she wouldn’t be in time. She sat down in the seat and glanced over quickly at Dawn, who was sitting beside her arguing with Andrew across the isle about which boy band was better. Dawn was defending the Backstreet Boys with Andrew protecting NSYNC with the anger of a mama bear. “You called them right?” Buffy asked her younger sister. Dawn held her hand in front of Andrew’s face pausing the argument long enough to turn to her and say, “yes I called Willow who said she and Kennedy would be no the next plane to L.A., ditto for Xander, Giles, and the rest of Slayer central. I think the girls are anxious to be away from a place that serves Earl Grey all the time.” Then she continued with her conversation. God it’ll be nice to have the gang together again, Buffy thought to herself. It had been a while since she’d spoken to her best friends or her Watcher. She even slightly missed Faith. ‘Well maybe not,’ Buffy thought remembering the hostility of their every meeting. Then Buffy eased back into her slightly comfortable seat and closed her eyes. She ran down the alley desperately searching for him. She had seen the fire and was worried. She screamed out his name as she felt the earth quake beneath her. She’d seen her share of apocalypses but none of them were quite like this. She felt the burning in her heart both from running and from the bad feeling she’d had for a while. She practically ached from wounds she didn’t have and she could only wonder if these were his wounds, his pain she was feeling. Please let him still be alive. She ran screaming his name as she saw the scene unfold before her. A blue girl stood beside a hunched over man, a young teenager and the two vampires she’d loved, one of which she still did. She saw the dragon felt the heat from it’s flames and then she felt nothing but knew in her heart he was dead. She wept as she saw his questioning smile at her and then vanished into darkness. “Buffy!” Dawn yelled shaking her furiously. Buffy jerked awake, gasping. Her eyes widen as she took in the sight of a flight attendant over Dawn’s shoulder while Andrew was still sleeping across the isle. Dawn looked scared out of her mind. Buffy realized she had been dreaming. “But it felt so real,” she whispered. Dawn turned to the flight attendant and told her that Buffy was fine she was just having a nightmare while Buffy stared at the burn mark on her ring finger. She had never been burned with fire before, not until that dream. Buffy looked at Dawn realizing it had been a Slayer dream. “Dawnie,” she began as Dawn looked at her worried about the tone of her voice, “it’s too late, Spike’s dead. He’s really gone.” Dawn didn’t know what scared her more: the fact that Buffy didn’t cry or the fact that Buffy knew he was gone without doubting it at all. She couldn’t believe they weren’t in time. *Chapter 3* Buffy stepped off the plane into the polluted L.A. air. She, Dawn, and Andrew walked into the airport and not a word was spoken in the trio until Buffy asked the two if they wanted anything to eat. After the trio downed their value meals they caught a cab to the hotel the gang would meet at. They recognized it as the building that used to be Angel's old headquarters. After Angel and the Fang Gang had left for Wolfram and Hart the Hyperion became a hotel again. After checking into a suite Buffy asked if she could look around. She touched the banister and marveled at the beauty of the place. She had never seen the hotel previously but Willow had. Buffy glanced down at the floor and still saw a fain pentagram that she could only imagine what had happened. She walked up the stairs and into the room she had checked into. Dawn and Andrew, who had left Buffy to her musings, were already there watching tv and arguing about something. As Buffy entered the door the awkward silence led her to believe she was the topic of discussino. She looked at the two of them and sat on the endge of one of the beds. "I'm not crazy. I'm the Slayer, or, a slayer. I know things that other's don't...I'm all intuative like that," she tried to joke weakly. She sighed sadly to herself as they failed in reassuring her they weren't talking about her at all and were still continuing they're argument from the plane. She told them she was going to go for a walk and threw on her leather jacket and boots. She walked down the L.A. street and suddenly heard music. She looked up and saw a bar by the name of Caritas and heard the chorusof "Every Rose Has It's Throns" being sung by a familiar voice. She walked in and saw demons and humans all intermixed and watching tranfized a green demon onstage. Although Buffy didn't know him she recognized his voice and his presence was strangely familiar. He glanced up and recognized her just as his song's last chords died away. He made his wasy offstage after introducing a man named Gunn that sang "Always Something There to Remind Me" a little too sadly. Lorne caught Gunn's eyes and smiled softly at him. "Come on Charlie baby." Lorne whispered softly and Buffy recognized the man onstage and finally placed the demon. "You know Angel and Spike." Buffy stated to him as he walked up to her. He nodded, "yes sweet cheeks I knew them. I'm Lorne." Buffy nodded but stopped listening after Lorne's use of the word "knew". Buffy told him about her dreams and he nodded, having been a psychic his whole existence. Gunn, who introduced the next singer, walked over to them. I wrote chapter 3 on the way to FL...just so you know your cd is the reason for all of the songs that will be posted in this fic...well with the exception of any Backstreet Boys or NSYNC ones...*laugh* you know you loved that part...I'm not done with it...and I know a bunch of my side notes were confusing for you but whatever...you'll get it eventually... okay next story Modern Effulgent *****SIDE NOTES***** (okay first I'll explain the title...effulgent is a word meaning gleaming...before Spike was a vampire he was in love with a girl and wrote her a love poem..he called her effulgent and basically these snobs made fun of him for it so now he's expressing his love to Buffy like he expressed it to this girl but in a modern way..) (Goldilocks is one of Spike's many nicknames for Buffy...when she comes back to life in the 6th season they have a very violent sexual relationship that Buffy does just to feel something anything but she's falling in love with him although she doesn't admit it till season 7) (Tara is Willow's gf and she is the only one Buffy tells about her sleeping with Spike...and in case you didn't figure it out none of her friends like Spike very much...Spike's been telling Buffy he loves her since season 5 when he first figured it out...she keeps telling him he can't love...then when things get "physical" she realizes that it is real..."for him" yeah right who doesn't love Spike??? she is constantly refusing to believe he loves her...) The stage lights dimmed except for one blinding spot light that shone onto a man. The man’s platinum blonde hair was slicked back and contrasted his long black leather jacket, black t-shirt and black jeans. He stood on boot covered feet that had seen better years. His pale skinned hand held a microphone between black polished fingers. He breathed a sigh, although he knew it was mostly for show. His high cheekbones and pale skin caught most people’s attention but it was the light blue gray of his mischievous eyes that kept their attention on him. He licked his lips softly and spoke into the microphone with his British accent and soft almost shy smile that most people never see. “Hello. My name’s Spike and I’m here to sing a song about a girl, my girl, or so I like to think. Here it goes. This is for you, Goldilocks.” He didn’t know if she was here but he truly hoped she was. The girl in question was staring at him. She hadn’t stopped since he walked upon the stage. She knew her friends were looking at her but she didn’t care. She hadn’t looked at Willow , Xander, Anya, and Tara since they had seen a familiar leather duster graze the steps of the stage. She could only wonder what he was doing. The music started and his soft voice began to sing, weaving a story around everyone’s eyes. He told the story so well. Maybe that was because he lived it. She comes home to me after a hard nights work Falls in my arms and sleeps like a bird Then startled wakes up like she don’t know me Cocks back her fist like she’s going to slug me like Who are you anyway what’re you doin to me? Tears welled in Buffy’s eyes as she recognized the little jab at their routine of her beating him up after she slept in his arms after slaying. She knew it was true. She felt her heart break realizing now how awful that must have been for him. She knew that she was realizing it a bit late but at least she was realizing it. Maybe she could change. She’s an angel She can’t see it She’s got wings She can’t feel em She’s an angel She can’t see it But she’s flyin above me every day Every day of my live Spike glanced up catching the green eyes that he’d often wished would stare at him like they were doing now. He saw a tear trace a line down the face he’d often kissed. A face he loved. He loved her. She was an angel to him, and she needed to know that. Maybe she would accept his love this time. Bright diamond eyes with daggers beneath em She carries the chains of a million decisions That weren’t even hers to begin with anyway But she carries them all All the people around her You never even notice that she’s very very tired The Scoobies looked at each other and Giles, who had been standing in the doorway for the beginning of Spike’s show, came over to them. They recognized that Buffy had done so much for them, and that they’d never been truly grateful. Spike knew that. How, they didn’t know, but Spike knew how Buffy felt. He saw her weariness. That was something they should have been the ones to see. Tara, the only one who knew the pairs secret, smiled softly at his honesty and at Buffy’s obviously emotional reaction to it. Maybe it would work out after all. She’s an angel She can’t see it She’s got wings She can’t feel em She’s an angel She can’t see it But she’s flyin above me every day Every day of my life la la la la…. His gorgeous voice faded but the tears continued to fall from Buffy’s eyes. The Bronze exploded in applause. Spike smiled but it wasn’t his normal boyish smile. It was a soft smile that was almost timid. He nodded in Buffy’s direction, and then with a turn he strode off stage into the night. There it is...you like??? I hope this one was less confusing for you...so ya think it should end there or should there be another chapter where Buffy and Spike make with the epic love and smoochies??? Okay so there are my stories..I'm gonna go seeing as how it's 12:08 in the morning and i'm likely to be freakin exhausted tomorrow...okay well i'll ttyl... MUCH UBER TONS OF LOVE, Teh One and Only (accept no substitutes), Rachel | 
