Rating: 15
Pairings: eventually W/S
Spoilers: Buffy season 4, but most is AU
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Disclaimer: I own the original character Wendy Hiver, William Elliott and Jeremy all of the others belong to Joss Whedon, the creator of Buffy and Angel!!!
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~Prologue~
"...and then we went up on this hill and the view was really beautiful. We sat in the grass and watched the sunset." Buffy smiled while finished telling Willow about her drive with Riley last night.
"Sounds wonderful, Buffy, just being able to watch the sunset with your boyfriend gives it some kind of normalicity." Willow smiled as they did a turn and went in on one of Sunnydales cemetaries.
"Yeah, it does, doesn't it? It seems quite quiet tonight, maybe we can do a quick sweep over this one and then head home."
"Sh! I saw a movement." Willow whispered.
"Uhu, I see it." They peeked through some treebranches and saw a girl sitting on a gravestone dangling her legs. She had a dark blue skirt and cardigan over a white blouse and dark blue canvas shoes. She looked about their age, quite tall, slender and with two golden blonde pigtails down to her waistline.
"Hey, you two! Quit sneaking around and come over here and talk to me, I'm bored!" she suddenly called out in their direction. She had a bit of a british accent and an image of Spike flashed in Willow's mind, but just for a moment.
A little embarrassed for being caugth they stumbled from their hidingplace and towards the girl. "Hey, what are you doing all alone in the cemetary after sunset?" Buffy asked.
"Well, I was meeting this guy, but I don't think he will show up, because I've been waiting for an hour now. I'm Wendy and I've just moved to Sunnydale." she smiled at the girls.
"I'm Willow and this is Buffy. You know it isn't safe around here, right?"
"Oh, I come with supplies." she lifted her hands showing a stake in her left and a cross in her right. "And I don't think there will be any more disturbings here tonight...whoa, guess I was wrong! Behind you!"
The girls turned around and Buffy fought two of the attacking vampires while Willow threw holy water on another. In the corner of her eye, Buffy saw Wendy jump up with her feet on the gravestone and then do a round-kick that hit one of the other two vampires in the head with an unusual force for a girl her size. She staked the fifth vampire before he had the time to make a move and threw her cross on the one she had kicked. During that time, Buffy had finished her two vampires and the only one remaining was the one smoking and aching from Willow's holy water. "Two slayers?" his gaze kept shifting between Buffy and Wendy like he couldn't believe it. "Oh no, not again!" he then screamed and ran away.
"Hey, where did your other go?" Buffy asked Wendy.
"My other who?" Wendy raised an eyebrow.
"The one you threw a cross at."
"Oh, he's dust."
"A vampire won't turn to dust by getting a cross thrown at him!" Buffy frowned.
"Oh yes he will, if the wooden cross has a sharpened end." Wendy smiled. "I like things with many areas of usage. I have more, you can have one." she put her hand in a skirt pocket and took out a wooden cross with a sharp end and offered it to Buffy.
"Thanks!" Buffy said both taken with the idea and inflamed that she hadn't thought of it herself. "If you are the new slayer, it means Faith is dead..."
"No, I'm not a new slayer." Wendy said. She looked like she was going to say something more, but changed her mind.
"You fight very well though."
"So do you! But I think I'm done waiting for now, so I'll be gone. Have a boy to track down." she smiled and waved when she left and again something made Willow think about Spike. Not that she didn't ever think about the gorgeous, blonde vampire with his finely chiselled facial features and his lean, muscular body and... *Oh, bad Willow!*...anyway, she just wondered what had trigged it.
Buffy and Willow went in the direction of their dorm and for the first five minutes they talked about Wendy and who she could be, but then Buffy tired of it and started talking about Riley again and how handsome, nice, normal, perfect he was and how happy she was. Of course Willow was glad her best friend was happy, but it grew quite tiresome and she thought of her own non-existent love life.
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The next day:
Willow was in a miserably state of mind. She was naturally happy for her best friend, but after listen to hours and hours of Buffy's rambling about Riley and their perfect little happiness, Willow was almost ready to strangle the guy, altough she didn't really know him. So after Buffy left for class this morning, currently class-free Willow decided she needed some ice-cream.
"How is this possible?" Willow muttered to herself as she approached the glace bar. There were several people seated at the tables of the bar and to her dismay they were all couples, happy couples, disgustingly happy couples...she turned around to leave and accidently walked into somebody. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't..." she started to apologize but was interrupted.
"You should think all those happy people would have some place else to be..." that somebody said and Willow looked up into the amused face of the girl from last night. "Hi! Willow, right?"
"Wendy, hi!" Willow smiled for the first time that day. "I totally agree with you, ice-cream is the food of comfort."
"Although, wouldn't you love to come here with your boyfriend?"
"Maybe, if I had one..."
"You don't?!" Wendy looked very surprised. "How come?"
"It's quite a long story..."
"I buy you a sundae if you tell me...come on!" Wendy dragged Willow with her to the glace bar and before the redhead could come up with a protest she found herself sitting at a table with a strawberry sundae infront of her. "So, you want to talk?"
"It would be nice, if you don't mind. I actually don't have anybody to talk to." Willow said and started to tell the pretty girl about Oz cheating on her and then leaving Sunnydale to find some answers. "...and I know I shouldn't be saying this, but he had some moon issues." she finished and looked at the other girl warily.
"You dated a werewolf?" Wendy asked and her impressed tone made Willow kind of proud. "It's amazing! I've never heard of anyone dating a werewolf without being killed or bitten before, you are unique, Willow."
"Well, thinking of it like that, it doesn't feel that bad, really..." Willow smiled.
"See, sundaes and a nice talk can solve anything!"
"Thanks, really thanks for listening to my ramble. Now, can I ask you something?"
"Sure. You can always ask, maybe you don't get an answer though..."
"How come you know what comes out after dark? I mean, you were prepared last night, but you're not a slayer, at least you say you aren't..."
"Neither are you..."
"No, but my best friend is...oh..." Willow became quiet when she was hit by the thought that Wendy probably was a friend of the slayer before Buffy, the girl who was now dead since five years..."I'm sorry, I won't ask that anymore. So, did you track down the boy that stood you up last night?" she changed the subject.
"Yes I did." Wendy smiled a tender smile while thinking of last night.
"And did he have anything to say for an explanation?"
"Yes, he couldn't sneak out of the house until after midnight..." Wendy giggled a little. "He's on a curfew or something."
"Willow! Thank God I found you!" Buffy was running inside the glace bar, worry on her face.
"Why, what happened? Are you okay?" Willow looked up.
"Spike's gone!"
"What?! Wait a minute! Why does it make you upset? I thought you wanted him out of Giles' house anyway?"
"I do, but what if he lied and the chip doesn't work, then he could be out killing people by now!"
"If it didn't work, I wouldn't be here now." Willow said and her thougths slipped away to the evening a few weeks ago, when Spike came to her room and was going to kill her, only he couldn't. He'd tried several times, but the pain in his head always stopped him. Willow blushed a little when she thought about the feeling of his body on top of hers on her bed. At the time she was only trying to get away, to save her life, but afterwards, when Spike had moved into Giles' apartment and they had gotten to know him just a little, her thoughts about the blonde vampire had started to take some dangerous paths. She wouldn't admit it, even to herself, but she had developed a crush on him.
Wendy watched Willow's face carefully, noticing the emotions flush over it and smiled a bit to herself. "You want us to help looking for him?" she asked Buffy.
"No, I just came here to warn you. He can be dangerous." Buffy answered and looked at Willow's company for the first time and recogniced the girl from the night before. "Hi Wendy. Maybe you should go home while I look for Spike. I call you when I find him. Okay? Bye." She left them.
"I think we should help looking." Willow said. "Although you don't really have to..."
"Of course I help you!" Wendy stood up.
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After two hours looking through the sewers, crypts and other vampire friendly places Willow was so tired she didn't want to walk anymore that week. And not even a glimps of Spike. She looked up on the exclusive three-story building infront of her and sighed, knowing the campus was all away on the other side of town.
"Are you hungry? We can grab a snack in my fridge before heading back to campus if you like." Wendy offered.
"You live close?" Willow asked curiously.
"We're there." Wendy smiled and went up to the front door of the exclusive house. Impressed, Willow followed her through the door, past a guard and to the elevators. Wendy lived on third floor. The small name-tag beside the door told her name was Wendy Hiver.
"What?" Willow asked when Wendy stopped and frowned before she unlocked the door and went inside, her awareness evidently. Willow was a little worried when she followed her inside and shut the door closed behind her. She heard the TV was on, wondering why Wendy left it on while going out.
When they entered the living-room Wendy stopped and leaned on a wall with her arms crossed and an annoyed expression on her face as she watched the mess in the living-room. "Will. What the hell are you doing here?" she asked with a calm voice. "You know the slayer is looking for you."
Willow peeked around the corner of the hallway and her jaw dropped when she saw Spike lying in Wendy's champagne-coloured couch.
"I love you too, sis." Spike pouted and Willow couldn't help feeling sorry for the handsome vampire when he looked so sad. *Wait a minute! Sis?!*
"Drop the act. We have looked all under town for you while you've spent the entire afternoon messing up my living-room!" She turned to Willow. "I'm really sorry about this. Maybe you can get yourself something to drink while I deal with this? Feel free to botanize in the kitchen. And could you please get me a lemonade?"
Willow nodded stunned and left for the kitchen she'd seen on the way to the living-room. The kitchen was really great, but the fridge and the larder didn't contain much food, just snacks. She put out two sodas for Wendy and herself and a bag of potatoe chips. Then she went back to the living-room and got her second chock in ten minutes when she saw Spike sitting on the couch with Wendy, biting down in the girls neck. Yellow eyes flashing towards her as he drank the blood from her new friend. "Oh my God, no!" she whispered too frightened to move.
Suddenly she heard a voice in her head, Wendy's voice. "Don't be scared little Willow, he's not hurting me." Confused she froze instead of running towards the door and then Spike withdraw his fangs from Wendy's neck and his demonic face faded away while he licked the two punctual wounds and kissed the girl on the mouth. Willow mentally kicked herself when she felt a slight jealousy of their closeness. *What am I thinking? Wendy has to be some crazy girl who lets vampires feed of her...and I'm so out of here!* "I guess the chip doesn't work then." she said, then she headed for the door and walked back to the dorm.
~Chapter one~
When devil made by mankindrisesone in all the world is called;the one of darkness born shall save us,joined with forces of the light.
"What's this, Giles? It doesn't even rhyme!" Buffy dropped the notebook on Giles' desk. She, Xander and Anya were at Giles' for research on friday night. Great, researching a friday night. Buffy could waguely remember when friday night meant date night. They hadn't located Spike yet, which probably meant heavy patrol duty later that night. No rest for the slayer...
Giles looked up from one of the heavy, old books he had infront of him and looked at his very skilful, but not extremely bright slayer. "Well, I've been researching for something to help us defeat Adam. That verse appears to be a prophecy."
"Adam is somthing the initiative build, from pieces of humans and demons - big yuck! - with an uranium core - according to Riley, I doubt we find him in your books."
"Haven't you learned yet that there is a prophecy for almost anything? It all comes down to find it, translate it and understand it in time." Xander joked.
Giles watched the boy with a slight surprise. "I never thought I would say this, but Xander is quite right."
"'Devil made by mankind' is a pretty good description of Adam..." Buffy admitted.
"'One of darkness born' what does that mean?" Xander asked.
"That's probably poetic for 'a demon'." Buffy stated.
"Great! Now you just have to ask every demon if he wants to help before you slay him!"
"Yeah! I can see that working..."
"No, I think it is a vampire." Giles rose and went to a bookshelf and picked out several watcher diaries.
"Oh, yeah, forgot about them..."
"So, you don't have to ask every demon if he wants to help, just the vampires!" Anya said happily and three pair of eyes went up in the air for a big roll.
"Buffy, when did Willow say she'd be here?" Giles asked.
"Later, she didn't feel well." Buffy shrugged.
~*~*~
Willow lay on her bed in her dormroom and stared up in the roof. Her thoughts wandered, but always went back to the events the evening before. She had actually liked Wendy, hell, she still liked the girl and that was part of the problem. She wondered how Wendy knew Spike and why she hadn't told them when she heard they were looking for him. She also seemed to know the blonde vampire quite well, since she addressed him by his human name. Willow suddenly sat up straight when she remembered Spike called Wendy 'sis'. Was she a vampire as well? From Angel Willow had learned vampires often used family attributes on their sires and childes and vampires of the same sire was known as siblings.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the telephone ringing. Willow reached out and picked the receiver: "Hello?"
"Hi Willow. This is Wendy, please do not hang ut on me?" the girl on the other end pleaded.
"Sure. What do you want?" Willow asked suspisciously.
"First I want to apologize. I'm sorry, I was eventually going to tell you everything, but I procrastinated it because I was afraid you would turn against me. Guess I'm a coward. Second I want you to know I am not here to hurt anybody, I'm here to help."
Willow was quiet for a long moment before she made herself ask the question she feared the answer to. "Are you a vampire?"
"Yes." Wendy answered without hesitation.
"Then why am I still alive?"
"I like you and Will does too. Ouch! He kicked me! Then he must really like you...Ow! No, no, of course you don't. Let go of me!"
"You are a very strange vampire." Willow had to smile when she heard the struggle in the background.
"I know, I've heard that before. Anyway, we think you are far more nice alive than dead."
"You said you are here to help?" Willow remembered.
"Yes. Would you mind meeting me? Then I can tell you why I'm here and you can ask anything you want about me."
Willow pondered a while before she decided to go with her instinct and trust the vampiress. "Okay, but if I end up dead, put me up for a big 'I told you so!'"
"Okay, would you like to come here, do you want us to come to you, or do you want to meet somewhere neutral? Although I don't think our conversation topics are for other ears."
"I can come to your place."
"Great, I tell the guard to let you in. See you."
Willow got up from her bed and grabbed her coat from the hanger. The same second she shut the door behind her, the telephone started to ring, but she decided to neglect it and left.
~*~*~
Buffy put the receiver down. "No answer, she is probably sleeping." She turned around and faced the others. "So, no computer backup."
"Well, let's hit the books then!" Xander said with mock enthusiasm.
"No, you go out and enjoy yourself, it is friday night after all. I look up the confusing creature in the books." Giles said. "Buffy, you may want to do a quick patrol first."
"Sure thing, bye Giles." And with that they were out the door.
Giles sat down in his armchair with a cup of tea and enjoyed the silence for a while before returning to the table and the watcher diaries. Something in the back of his head had awaken when he read the words 'the one of darkness born' but he couldn't remember anything specific, just the hunch that it was about a vampire.
After two hours Giles had browsed through several diaries, but not a word about 'the one of darkness born'. He sighed and put the book down. When he picked up the next he smiled fondly. This was the diary of the watcher Linden Hurley and besides the fact that he was the watcher of the most eminent slayer of modern time, the man was also a marvellous writer.
Giles almost choked on his tea when he read the final words of Linden Hurley. It was written in the summer of 1898: 'There lies great hope in the future, she tells me, for the powers that work for the good. The child she has raised is not of the evil, despite the foretold alarm. Never killed, never turned, but a vampire still. The one born of darkness will lead the light and the scourge of Europe is cursed with regret.'
"Oh dear." Giles muttered to himself as he for the first time really understood the words. The scourge of Europe was a paraphrase for Angelus, as he was known, but Giles had never heard of the curse before Angel told Buffy at the Bronze four years before. And now he learned that somebody told the watcher Linden Hurley this the same year it happened and that same somebody she had raised 'the one of darkness born', who appearently was a vampire born a vampire. *Is that even possible?* Giles wondered. Of course he had heard about dhampyr, the halfbreed that comes from the turning of a pregnant woman, but he was sure Linden Hurley knew this as well and if the man wrote vampire, he meant vampire. *I wonder who 'she' is...*
~*~*~
Willow left the lift and walked up to Wendy's door and knocked. Seconds later the pretty, blonde girl opened and smiled at Willow. "Hi, glad you came! Come in." Willow hung her coat in the hall and followed Wendy into the living room.
"Hey Red, want anything from the kitchen?" Spike shouted.
Willow hesitated a little. "Maybe a coke." She sat down in an armchair, a little nervous.
"Coming up!" He entered the living room with a tray filled with sodas and snacks.
Willow had to smile a little. "I can't remember I ever saw Angel eat human food..."
"That's because he can't. Most vampires can't digest human food, they just throw it up." Wendy said, a little tensed at the mention of Angel, Willow noted.
"How come you can?"
"I don't know."
"And when we are at the field of strange vampire abilities. I've seen you in sunlight! Care to explain?" Willow frowned at Wendy.
"Sure, I'm a daywalker. I am also immune to crosses and holy water, but I have to be invited to enter the home of a living person." Wendy answered and sat down on the couch beside Spike, who handed her a soda.
"Is Angel your sire?"
"No." Again Willow noticed Wendy was uncomfortable when she mentioned Angel's name.
"Why do you think the poof is her sire?" Spike asked and put an arm around Wendy's shoulders and pulled her closer to him.
"You called her 'sis' and Angel sired you..."
"Now let us get this straight once and for all: Angelus didn't sire me, even if the plan was his, Drusilla did. Angelus taught me about being a vampire though, Dru wasn't able to be a real sire."
"Does that mean Dru is Wendy's sire too?"
"No, I am. The reason I call her 'sis' is because she still feels like my sister, although by vampire terms she is my childe."
"You're saying you were human siblings?"
"Yes." Wendy smiled.
"You sired your sister?!" Willow looked disgusted at Spike. "And you kissed her!"
"Don't look so shocked, I'm evil, remember?" Spike gave her a cruel smile.
"Speaking of that, your chip is still in function, right?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I thought it wasn't when I saw you bite Wendy, but knowing she's a vampire, you could probably bite her anyway...ah, nevermind. Wendy, you said you were here to help?" Willow couldn't believe she sat here at Wendy's apartment and had a civil - ah, well - conversation with two vampires, of which one was chipped, but still...she had to admit to herself she liked the company.
"Yes. You are fighting the Initiative, right?" Wendy said as she snatched a candy bar from Spike.
"No, not really, we are fighting Adam."
"Adam?"
"Yeah, some robot-demon-human-thingie the Initiative built from various parts of..."
"Good God!" Wendy interrupted and shot up from the couch and started pacing in front of the windows. Spike and Willow just stared at her. "I should have come here months ago! That 'robot-demon-human-thingie' is the final stage of the Initiative and they haven't reached it in any other country, because we were there and stopped it." she explained to them.
"The Initiative in other countries?!" Willow asked curious, then turned to Spike. "And why haven't you told her about Adam yet?"
"We haven't really talked that much..." he answered with a wicked smile.
"Then what have you...Oh, God! I really didn't need that knowledge!"
"Quit it, Will, you give the girl ugly thoughts." Wendy threw a pillow at him. "Yes, Willow, the Initiative in Sunnydale isn't the first or the only one. They have been popping up in Germany, Russia, Japan, New Zeeland, India, China and Sweden since the ending of world war II. This is the first one in America though. They probably thought Sunnydale with its hellmouth would be a great place to be."
"So you know how to stop them?"
"No, not this time. Before the final stage, you can either convince them to close down or kill them, but now, I have no idea...I think I should call Jeremy and ask if he has heard anything."
"Where is that bastard now?" Spike asked with a tender smile and Willow looked at him as if he'd grown another head.
"Iceland - the country of mystics." Wendy answered dramatically. "He's been there since we shut down the Initiative in Sweden."
"Do they have phones there?"
"Yes, Will, they do have phones and computers and they have neither viking helmets on their heads nor polar bears on the streets." she told him with exaggerated patience and Willow laughed at his surprised expression.
"We should probably talk to Giles." Willow suggested.
"Giles? That's the current watcher?"
"Yes, or no, but he was Buffy's watcher before she quit the council."
"The slayer quit the council?! Why?!"
"They weren't gonna help cure Angel when Faith poisoned him, so Buffy quit and refused to take any orders from them."
"Hm, I think I like that Faith...anyway, do you think the watcher will talk to me?"
"Well, I haven't told anybody about last night, so I suggest you talk to him first and tell him you are a vampire after you've shared your information." The two vampires looked at her amazed. "What? I trust you. I really don't know why, but I do. Now I'm gonna call Giles and tell him my new friend has some information about Adam. Can I use your phone?"
"Please." Wendy motioned to the telephone at the desk.
~Chapter two~
Can you imagine how it feels to be the only one of a kind?To be banned from the fellowship among every species.To see the faces of your friends frozen with fear of your true self.To see everybody around you fall in love and have childrenwhen you yourself cannot ever do that.To finally understand that you are to be alonefor the rest of your immortal life.No, I don't believe you can...
I was born by a vampire mother, but I am not a true dhampyr since she was turned only one month into her pregnancy. That usually kills the baby, but not me, no, I had to be born to this unlife. Which figures, we defy the laws of nature in this family, or maybe the Powers That Be intervened to have a new warrior.
I am a daywalker, but I burn from crosses and holy water. I won't be killed by a wooden-stake, but it hurts like hell. I feed on blood, but am able to survive on human food for some amount of time.
There is nobody else in the world like me. For I am the one of darkness born...
"Hey, Jer, snap out of it!" The impatient voice of the young man seated at the table woke Jeremy from his moment of self-pity and he smiled at his young friend. "I'm hungry." The boy continued. "How about we order some pizza? I have the pizza and you can have the delivery-boy?"
"Geez, Will, you're worse than my father!" Jeremy laughed and got up from the bed to the window and looked down at the living street of New York. He had caught a flight from Reykjavik three weeks ago and when he came into New York City he almost instantly ran into the boy who now sat at the table reading pizza menues.
William Elliott had immediatley accepted Jeremy - and all of his disturbing characteristics - with a naturality that greatly surprised the over one-houndred-year-old vampire. And if that wasn't enough, he had invited the vampire to stay at his small apartment until his flight to Los Angeles later this night.
"So, what are you going to do in L.A.?" William asked and went over to the refrigerator, opened it, looked inside, made a grimace and closed it before he returned to the table and the pizza menues.
"Actually nothing, just take a train to a small town a few hours southwards." Jeremy answered.
"A small town south of L.A. Hm, since you are vampire, that probably means you're going to SunnyHell. Great, then we can travel together! You want a pizza?" William reached out for the phone.
*God, this kid changes topics at the velocity of an X2000-train!* "Sure, peperoni and pinapple."
Jeremy studied the boy while he ordered the pizzas. William was quite tall, slender built, but pretty strong. He had black hair that fell down on his shoulders and Jeremy suspected it wasn't his natural colour, because the eyes were bright green and the skin very pale. The boy was probably the most beautiful one Jeremy had ever seen and added to that the mischievous look in his eyes, the cute smile and he was simply irresistible. Jeremy felt a little attracted to him, although he really wasn't gay.
William put the receiver down and Jeremy interrupted the survey. "15 minutes." William said. "So you don't mind my travel with you to Sunnydale?"
"Not at all."
~*~*~
Sunnydale, june 2000
Giles looked up from his books and frowned at the platinum blonde vampire who strolled through the door. "Where have you been?!" Giles rose and took off his glasses and gave the vampire an angry look.
"Out and about. Nice to know you care, dad." Spike smiled and flopped down on the couch.
"And why are you back?" He was interrupted by a knock on the door and went to open it. "Hello, Willow, do come in. And your friend too, of course."
The two girls went inside and Willow introduced her friend: "Hi Giles. This is my friend I told you about on the phone, Wendy. She has some shocking news about the Initiative and Adam."
"Hello, Wendy, nice to meet you."
"The pleasure is mine, I assure." Wendy smiled.
"Oh, you are Brittish? Where are you from?"
"Originally, I'm from Avon, but I've moved around a bit."
"That is a very pleasant county. Now please sit down and tell us your news about the Initiative."
Wendy sat down on a chair and told Giles the same thing she had told Willow and Spike earlier that evening. At the meantime Spike looked bored and flipped through a random watcher diary and Willow tried to pay attention to Wendy and Giles, but her eyes and thoughts persisted to slip onto the very handsome vampire stretched out on the couch so she could see him entirely...she snapped out of her daze when Giles went to his desk and picked up the notebook Buffy had read from earlier.
"No, I don't exactly know how to stop Adam, but I have found a prophecy that may prove useful." He said and handed her the book.
"Oh God!" Wendy whispered when she read it. "'The one of darkness born'..."
"Do you know who that is? I had a feeling it was a vampire and then I read it in a watcher journal too, but I have no idea how to find it."
Spike had dropped the diary he read and sat up. His eyes met Wendy's and simultaneously they said: "Jeremy."
Giles stared at Spike with a shocked expression. Then he moved his gaze to Wendy and stuttered a little: "Wh..wh..what?! You two know eachother?!" he exclaimed scared and backed away from Wendy.
"Sit down, Giles, it's not like they are going to bite you. Oh, well, I assume they can, sorry, poor choice of words... But they obviously know the vampire you need, so why don't you calm down and listen?" Willow suggested and got a surprised glance from Spike and a greatful smile from Wendy.
"Oh, I suppose you are right." Giles said uneasy and sat down at the chair on the other side of the room.
"Yeah, we know him, but we have no idea where he is at the moment. I tried to call him before we came here, but the phone was disconnected." Wendy sighed, worry evident on her face.
"And even if we did, I hardly believe he knows how to defeat Adam just on instinct." Spike added. "On the other hand, with Jeremy you never know...nevermind, how about we call it a night, we walk Red home and get in touch with you tomorrow?" he suggested.
"Fine, I have some more books I can go through tonight and hopefully we come up with something tomorrow." Giles said.
When he shut the door after them he frowned *Did I just had a normal conversation with Spike? And did Spike really appeared to be a normal person? And am I going insane?* he shook his head and returned to his books.
~*~*~
Willow said goodnight to Spike and Wendy outside her dorm and walked up the stairs humming happy about her two new friends. Who would have thought she becoming friends with Spike of all people? Though...it wasn't really his friend she wanted to be, it was more...but, how could she possibly compete with Wendy, a girl who was a vampire, almost as old as Spike, a girl who had known him during his mortal life, a girl he seemed to genuinely love, who was his sister...ew! vampires are amoral, huh?
She absent-minded put her key in the lock and opened the door to her and Buffy's dorm-room, sighed a little and turned on the light. That's when she heard the gasps. She looked towards Buffy's bed and noticed two naked figures entangled in eachother. "Ooops!" she said wide-eyed. Buffy and Riley had caught the colour of tomatoes and Willow backed away to the door. "I'm leaving, bye now, have fun." she said and slammed the door shut behind her while thinking about where to go for the night. Then she started to run the way Wendy and Spike had taken.
Willow did catch up with them a few blocks down town. "Hey, guys, eh, would you mind if I hang out with you tonight?"
Wendy watched the girl and her flushing face. "I take it your room was by other activities occupied?" she smiled.
"That is a really nice way to put it, yes."
"Sure, you can stay at my place. Hey, we can have a slumber-party! Pizzas, chips, lemonades, pillows, stuffed animals...ouch!" she exclaimed when Spike hit her over the head.
"Sorry, it just became a little too fuzzy." he smiled evilly and dodged her half-hearted attack.
~*~*~
Willow slowly opened her eyes and immediately shut them close again when her head started to hurt. She groaned and rolled over on her back throwing her arm on something cold...a cold body...*Oh, God I'm in bed with a corpse!* she thought and sat up causing her head feeling exploadable. She forced her eyes open and looked at the cold, naked (!) body next to her. Very lean and nice muscular built, tall, platinum blonde hair. Spike! Her first feeling was relieve that she wasn't in bed with a corpse, then it hit her: She was in bed with a naked Spike! Good Lord! How did that happen?!
~Chapter three~
Willow looked down herself and discovered that she also was naked. She reached down to the floor and picked up her shirt, which she put on while thinking. *Did I really have sex with Spike, and if so, why can't I remember it?* she whined internally. She gathered her thoughts and tried to remember the previous night.
Of course Wendy had her way and they had the slumber party she wanted, minus the stuffed animals since she didn't own any. They also had a bottle of tequila and the last thing Willow could remember was playing 'I've never' with the two vampires.
Spike started to move and shot her a sexy smile when he saw her. "Morning, Red, get back here." he put an arm around her naked waist and pulled her down towards him. She couldn't help but tense a bit, unsure of what to expect. He stopped and watched her confused face when he felt her tense. "What's the matter?"
"H-h-how did I get here?" Willow asked with a small voice.
"What? You don't remember?" Spike looked both surprised and disappointed at once.
"No, I remember playing 'I've never' but the rest is blank..."
"Great!" he exclaimed sarcastically and threw himself back in bed and put a pillow over his face.
There was a knock on the door and Wendy's voice outside: "Hi Wills, can I come in?"
"Yeah, sure." Spike answered and took the pillow of his face and looked at his sister when she entered the room dressed in a white cotton nightgown that ended above her knees and had short sleeves and printed blue roses. "What do you want?"
"A little testy today, are we?" Wendy teased. "After last night I thought you'd be happier than ever. Ew, Will! Cover yourself! Sister here, remember?" She wrinkled her nose and threw a purple sheet over Spike's exposed midsection, where Willow's eyes constantly had wandered the short moment he'd been uncovered.
"How could I forget?" Spike asked with mock innocence.
"So, what's up?"
"Nothing, I'm hitting the shower." Spike told her with no emotion in his voice and left the bed. He grabbed his clothes and was out of the room before Wendy managed to speak.
She frowned when the door slammed shut after him and turned to the confused and a little frightened red head girl in his bed. "Okay, what did just happen?"
"I don't remember." Willow whispered.
"Don't remember what?"
"Anything after the 'I've never'-game to waking up here and speaking of that, where am I, is this your bed?"
"No, it's Will's. My room is across the living room."
"He has his own room?!"
"Yes. Well, I rented it furnished and it had two bedrooms, so when I met him the other night, I offered him to move in. Now tell me, what happened?"
Willow told Wendy all she could remember from the previous night to the things happen this morning. "And I know we had sex, because I still feel a little soar, but I really don't remember doing it...and do you think he's very mad at me?"
"No, I don't think he's mad at all, I think he is hurt beyond belief."
Willow looked blankly at the blonde vampiress. "Huh?"
Wendy sat down on the bed. "Do you know any of Will's history?"
"Yeah, I know he used to be 'the big bad' and where the name Spike comes from and he tried to kill all of us - especially Buffy - a great number of times before he got the chip..." Willow said, still confused.
"Ok, so can you imagine how it feels for that violent and evil vampire to have revealed his innermost feelings and shared a most romantic night with a human that doesn't even remember any of it?" Wendy looked sad. "He probably think you forget it because you regret being with him..."
"Regret?! No way, the only thing I regret is getting so drunk I don't remember how wonderful it probably was!" Willow exclaimed in frustration.
Wendy smiled and got up from the bed. "You have to talk to him then. Now get dressed and come out for breakfast, or whatever you may call a first meal when you partake it at 7 o'clock in the evening."
*7 p.m.! We were supposed to meet Giles tonight!* Willow suddenly snapped out of her daze and remembered at least the earlier part of the night before. She hurridly got dressed in the same clothes as yesterday and walked out of the room towards the kitchen.
~*~*~
"Oh God, how many are they?!" Buffy heard Riley's voice sounded quite hopeless. They had had a quiet patrol up until say 10 minutes before when a large group of vampires attacked them.
The vampires were everywhere. Riley fought well in the beginning, but being human, his stamina wasn't as high as Buffy's and he was really getting tired. With fear in her heart she saw him being knocked unconscious. An ugly vampire sank his fangs in Riley's neck and Buffy couldn't fight her way to him in time.
Suddenly a foot seemed to come out of nowhere and kick the ugly vampire in the head so he had to drop Riley. "Who the hell turned someone as ugly as you?!" the stranger attatched to the foot asked - with an accent Buffy had never heard before - and then staked the vampire easily before he continued to the next one.
At the unexpected help Buffy got new energy to fight her share of vampires and soon after they were all dust. She turned to the stranger, giving him a closer look. He was definitely handsome, tall with nicely built muscles, not too big. His hair was dark and a bit uncut, the eyes were azur-blue and his skin light. But he didn't look at her at all, she sighed, he bent down to a bundle at the ground and then her brain started to work again. "Oh my God, Riley!" she exclaimed and fell on her knees beside her unconscious boyfriend.
"He's alive." the stranger told her. "He's going to be a little dizzy though."
"Thank you. I don't know where you came from, but thank you!" Buffy said with tears of relief in her eyes.
"You're welcome, but I would recommend him to stay in after sunset."
"Yeah, try to get him to stay in while his girlfriend goes out to slay nasties..." Buffy muttered.
"Tie him up?" the stranger had a beautiful smile. "By the way, I'm Jeremy."
"I'm Buffy and I'm really glad you came by." she smiled. "Speaking of that, how did you happen to come by? And how come you know about vampires?"
"Don't you feel it?" he asked surprised.
"What?!"
"You are the slayer, you are supposed to know you're having a conversation with a vampire."
"You are a vampire? And you helped me? Oh great!" Buffy let out a deep sigh and leaned the back of her head against the gravestone behind her. "What happened with the days when all the vampires just wanted to kill me? When I didn't have to decide if I was trusting them or not, when I could just stake them?"
Jeremy was amused by her frustration. "The good old days, huh?" he smiled. "You probably only met fledglings when you first was called. Their only desire is to feed and if they don't have a caring sire, you should stake them, because without someone to teach them, they will be a disaster."
"So you're old then? How old?"
"119."
Riley woke up and groaned with pain as he struggled to sit up. Buffy helped him. Then he noticed they had company: "Hey, who are you?!" his tone a bit harsh.
"This is Jeremy, he helped us." Buffy told him and Jeremy looked at her with surprise when she didn't say more.
"Oh, thanks." Riley muttered not liking that his girlfriend seemed so comfortable around this way too handsome guy. "But we are fine now. Bye."
"Riley?" Buffy was surprised by her boyfriends attitude towards the man who was the cause of them not being dead yet. But before she had time to actually think it over, voices travelled towards them with the wind and both she and Jeremy turned around in the direction of the sounds.
~Chapter 4~
Willow was happy, sort of. She and Spike had had a talk, although neither as long as nor with the outcome she wanted, but she was with him and that was all that mattered.
They walked side by side towards the cemetery with Wendy two steps behind. Willow was confused. Wendy had encouraged her to be with Spike the whole time, but now when she was, the blonde vampiress didn't seem pleased and Willow wondered if Wendy was jealous. It could be possible since Spike wasn't just her brother, he was her sire too and that made their relation a little unordinary.
From a distance they heard the sounds of fighting and sped up their pace. When they rounded the mausoleum Willow saw Buffy, Riley and a stranger. Riley was lying on the ground, hurt, but Buffy and the stranger had turned and looked in the direction of Willow and her companions.
*Wow!* was all the words in Willow's mind when she got a closer look at the stranger. He resembled Spike, was her first thought, but she couldn't find out how, because at the same time they wasn't alike at all...not the same hair, eyes, colour not even the features and yet...confusing!
"Willow! Thank God you're alright!" Buffy exclaimed and rushed forward to give her friend a big hug.
"Shouldn't I be okay?" Willow smiled.
"Well, you were supposed to be at Giles' two hours ago and when you didn't show he was worried, because the last time he saw you, you were in the company of Spike and an unknown vampire."
"Not unknown, Buffy. Don't you remember Wendy?"
"Oh yeah, the girl from the cemetery and the glace bar, hi." Buffy said absentminded towards Wendy, then her eyes widened a bit: "You're a vampire?!" Wendy just nodded. "I'm so sorry..."
"Thanks." Wendy's smile was a little sad.
"Are you going to try to eat us now?
"Not really, well, if you want me too I could probably change my mind..."
"No, no eating is good."
Willow understood that Buffy thought Wendy was turned after she met them and threw in an explanation: "She's a daywalker, who's your friend?" She looked at the stranger, who now sat on a gravestone talking to Spike.
"He's a vampire, but he saved Riley and me. His name is Jeremy." Buffy told her. "What's a daywalker? Oh no, you don't mean there are vampires immune to sunlight, do you? Please say you don't!"
"Sorry, I guess I do. But it's probably not a large percentage." Willow patted Buffy on the arm and smiled teasingly. Buffy made a grimace and started to say something when a sudden 'thud' against the wall of the mausoleum made her turn around.
Jeremy landed hard on the ground and looked up in the very angry face of Wendy, who was leaning over him. "Hey, what are you doing?!" Buffy shouted and started to run over to them, but was stopped by Spike. She gave him a look: "You want me to go around you or over the pile of dust that was you?"
"Actually, neither. I suggest you don't interfere." Spike answered and something in his voice - or was it the eyes? - made her obey him and stand back to watch.
Jeremy got up from the grass and looked Wendy in the eyes: "I arrived in Sunnydale about two hours ago and was on my way to your apartment when I heard the fighting here." he explained calmly.
"I tried to call you." she said a little accusingly and Willow immediately understood that this was the Jeremy Wendy and Spike had talked about at the mention of 'the one of darkness born'.
"I left nearly a month ago, made a stopover in New York and did some research."
"Okay, you are forgiven...for now, but you really should get a mobile phone..." She gave him a quick hug and frowned. "What else did you do in New York??"
"Oh, I've got a new friend! It turned out he was from Sunnydale, so we travelled here together and I just dropped him off at his parents'."
"I hope I get to meet him. Now I want you to meet my new friend. Jeremy, this is Willow."
Jeremy turned his gaze to the beautiful redhead girl. "Hello Willow, nice to meet you." He smiled and looked into big, green eyes whose identical match he'd seen just moments ago. "Wow!" was all he could come up with.
"She's taken." Wendy teased him.
"But not claimed..." Jeremy turned to look teasingly at Spike, who growled back.
~*~*~*~
Giles was very relieved when all of them - including Willow, alive and in human form - entered his living room:
"What happened to you?!" he asked the severely beaten Riley, who limped over to the couch and sat down heavily.
"Vampires." Buffy explained. "Tons of them, this is Jeremy, he saved us." She turned to Jeremy: "...and how come you are standing in Giles' living room when nobody invited you?!"
"He's a vampire?!" Giles backed away realizing there were three vampires present. "Why don't you ever tell me before you bring them into my home?!" he looked accusingly at Buffy and Willow.
"I'm very sorry Mr.Giles, but I don't have to be invited to enter a persons home." Jeremy said.
"You don't? But you are a vampire?"
"He is the 'one of darkness born' you were looking for." Willow told him.
"Oh, how did you manage to find him so fast? Do you live here in Sunnydale?"
"No, but I was on my way here anyway. Got a little busy in New York and was delayed." Jeremy answered.
Giles was intrigued, against his will he must say, but nevertheless very curious of this extraordinary vampire with the very strange accent. The pronouncing was brittish, but the accentuation wasn't and neither was the phrasing: "Forgive me for asking, but where does that accent come from?"
"Oh, from being brought up in Sweden by an english mother." Jeremy answered a little surprised. That wasn't the first question he expected...
"You speak swedish?" Willow was curious.
"Yes. Du är den sötaste flicka jag sett på länge." Jeremy smiled at her.
"Huh?"
"Hey!" Spike pulled Willow away from Jeremy and shot the younger vampire an evil glance.
"What did he say?"
"You are the prettiest girl he's seen in a long time." Wendy told her and Willow blushed a little.
"Hello! Can we please return to the weird characteristics of these two vampires?!" Buffy was impatient. "Wendy is immune to sunlight and Jeremy doesn't have to be invited into houses. Please tell me that it is you and not the rest of the vampire population who are the exeptions!"
"Yes, we are." Wendy said. "And as much as we would like to tell you the story of our lives, I think we should concentrate our energy on Adam and the Initiative right now."
"She's right, Buffy, although I would like your story afterwards." Giles added towards the vampires.
Jeremy had done some research during his stay in New York, just in case his delay would make him arrive in Sunnydale too late. He had found a uranium control spell in French and some additional information, which he now presented to Giles.
"This is excellent! Very nice work!" the ex-librarian exclaimed happily. "It saves us days of research and we can attack the Initiative almost immediately...after we have found a way to extract the controlled uranium that is."
"And I won't have to take an express-course in Sumerian!" Willow beamed.
"We still don't know how to find Adam." Buffy pointed.
"I may be able to take a bearing of him." Wendy said.
"I don't know. That place is crowded with vampires and other demons it would be hard to distinguish his wavelengths." Spike said hesitantly.
"We could try. His presence has to feel different than everything else in there. Did you feel anything special in his vicinity, slayer?"
"No, but then again, I don't even feel the presence of vampires in this room..." Buffy sighed. "How can I learn that, Giles?"
"I don't know, Buffy. You have been a slayer for five years now, you should be able to feel vampire presence already, if not other demons too..." Giles frowned.
The look Wendy and Jeremy changed at those words escaped everybody but Willow. It wasn't a look of 'mocking the slayer', it was rather a look of 'we know something, but now is not the time' and therefore Willow kept quiet too.
It was decided Jeremy was going to lead the attack, since he was destined to according to the prophecy. As the slayer, Buffy's presence was obvious. Spike and Wendy were going in too, Spike as backup and Wendy as the scout. But when Jeremy wanted Willow too, everybody except Wendy and Willow made loud protests.
"No, not in my lifetime! She could be hurt!" Buffy stated firmly, after most of the voices faded.
"Of course and so could you. Maybe your friend will come out more useful than you know." Jeremy calmly explained.
"Why do you want her?" Wendy asked him.
"I don't know." he admitted slightly confused. "But something in the prophecy made me think of her...'joined with forces of the light'! That's it! And it made me want to get William too..."
"I have full respect for your intuition, call your friend."
Jeremy didn't wait to obey her, he asked Giles to borrow the phone and dialed the number from a piece of paper he had: "Hi, Will, can you come over to Mr.Giles' house?...Yes, he's a watcher...No, I don't think the slayer will slay you." He shot Buffy an amused look. "Fine, see you."
"Is your friend a vampire too?" Giles asked a little worried.
"No."
"But he knows about vampires and slayers and watchers?"
"Yes, he was fighting a group of vampires when I met him in New York."
"But no Willow, ok?" Buffy insisted.
"Willow, what do you want?" Wendy asked.
"I want to go with you." Willow answered looking at Spike.
"Okay, this is Jeremy's fight. If he wants to have Willow come along, she's coming."
"Over my dead body!" Buffy was stubborn.
"Well, that could be arranged." Spike smiled evilly.
"You wish, fangless!"
"I'm not the only vampire in this room you know...Wendy can kill you in a heartbeat if she wants to."
"I don't want to." Wendy interrupted the bickering. "But you can't stop Willow from coming with us."
Buffy didn't protest, but if looks could kill, the pretty vampiress would fit an ashtray.
~Part: 5~
"Yes!" Willow exclaimed relieved and sat bolt upright from where she had been lying on the floor next to Spike searching through a spell book. Everybody turned around and gave her strange looks.
"Oh honey, was in good for you too?" Spike said with a husky voice and smiled when she blushed.
"Stupid vampire you, no..." she begun.
"It wasn't?" He interrupted and put on a hurt face.
"Arrgh! Will you stop interrupting me!" She glared at him.
"No, it's funny!"
Wendy grew tired of them and put a hand over Spike's mouth, but that only resulted in him vamping out and biting her hand. "Well, he's quiet. Willow, what did you want to tell us?" She said calmly.
"Oh, yes, I found an extraction spell for the uranium!" Willow beamed.
"Good, may I see it?" Giles asked and took the book she gave him. He made a quick scan through it: "Yes, I think you are quite right, this is the one...now we only need..."
They were all interrupted by a knock on the door. Buffy went over and opened it. Then she just stared unable to come up with a single word. The boy outside was definitely the most beautiful she had ever seen, but that wasn't why she was so shocked...
"Hi, is this Mr.Giles' place?" he asked and curious, green eyes looked over Buffy's shoulder into the room.
"William, hi!" Jeremy shot up from the couch and went over to greet his friend. "Thanks for arriving so quickly. This is the slayer - Buffy, her boyfriend Riley, Mr.Giles, Willow, Spike and Wendy."
Willow was still on the floor quarreling with Spike and haven't had a look at the new boy yet. Buffy was so amazed she could hardly take her eyes from him: "Willow!" she managed to say.
"Yeah?" Willow pushed Spike away and went over to her friend. She then saw William and froze, just staring at him: "This is weird." She said.
His eyes widened when he looked at her: "You can say that again" he agreed.
"Are you two related?" Riley asked.
"Yeah, you look like identical twins." Buffy said still amazed. "Except the hair..."
"Identical twins have to be of the same gender." Willow absentminded told her.
"You know what I mean!"
"Yeah...maybe he is from another reality...do you think there is a reality where I'm a boy, Giles?"
"I can't say, Willow, but I wouldn't be surprised." Giles answered.
"Another reality?!" William looked confused.
"Yes, there is a world where I'm a vampire, I met myself last year."
"Now I'm really confused!"
"I take it you're not from another reality then." Wendy walked up to the group of people gathering around Willow and William. They were really look-alikes, but not identical as Buffy said. William was like the male version of Willow, Wendy thought, with black hair...
"No, as far as I know, this is the world I grew up in."
"You didn't went to Sunnydale High, did you?" Buffy asked. "I think we would have noticed you if you did..."
"I didn't. I'm from Hallowell, New England, my parents moved here last year when I went to college in New York...this is truly amazing..." he smiled when he looked at Willow. "What's your last name?"
"Rosenberg." Willow said and sat down on the couch with William and a curious Buffy. "What's yours?"
"Elliott. Hm, Rosenberg, I've heard that...or I think I read it...can't remember...I have to ask my mother if we have any relatives named Rosenberg."
"Yes, you have to, later, but anybody remember those bloody commandos?" Spike's voice was sarcastic.
"Huh? This isn't why you asked me over?"
"I'm afraid not." Jeremy answered. "But I admit I was curious of your reactions." he smiled. "No, the reason I phoned you is this." He briefly told William of the Initiative, Adam and the Prophecy and that he for some reason wanted William and Willow to fight with him when he read the last line of the Prophecy.
"...'joined with forces of the light'" William read and slowly turned to Willow. "So, you are a relative on my father's side then..."
Willow frowned. "Huh?"
"Here, catch!" he said and threw her something.
Willow did catch it and opened her hand to take a look. It was a small sphere with the size of a golf-ball and it was glowing all over. "Cute." she smiled. "It feels funny, no weight, it just buzzes!"
"It's light."
"You mean a ball with light in it?" Buffy asked.
"More a ball of light...it's hard to explain, but it is just pure light, throw it through a heart of a vampire and he's dust."
"Aw, let me try!" Buffy said with a side-glance at Spike and Wendy and reached for the light in Willow's hand.
"No, don't touch it!"
"Why?...Ow, ow, it's hot, ow!" Buffy dropped the light ball. It landed on one of Giles' chairs, burned a hole through it and disappeared.
"I liked that chair." Giles said slightly annoyed, but then came to his senses: "Buffy, are you hurt?"
"Not as bad as your chair..." she pouted.
William had run to the kitchen and came back with a towel filled with ice cubes for her. "I told you not to touch it! Lucky for you you are a slayer, otherwise it had burned a hole through your hand..."
"How come Willow could touch it?!"
"It has something to do with me being a relative on your father's side, hasn't it?" Willow asked worried.
"Yes." William looked at her warily. "My father is a 'ljusbringare', which in our language losely translates to 'light demon'...hence the line in the prophecy: 'forces of the light'."
"I'm a demon?!?!" Willow looked at him bewildered and felt like her whole world was coming down. Their eyes met and she thought she would drown in his emerald-green eyes with more knowledge than she ever thought she would have found in such a young man.
Willow first felt the world go around her, then spinning so fast she couldn't find something to hold onto as images and waves of ancient knowledge flooded her mind and then it all went black.
William took her in his arms when she fainted and the minute he touched her he felt something go through him too. He checked her breathing and then looked up at her friends in despair at her reaction. "She didn't know...I thought she at least had felt she wasn't entirely human...I'm so sorry."
Buffy, Giles and Riley were struck dumb by the revelation that their friend could be something else than pure human. This was Willow, right? Shy, little Willow Rosenberg, computer girl, research girl. Okay, she had magic powers, but except that there was nothing supernatural about her at all, was it?
"I don't get it!" Buffy protested and started to pace back and forth through the room. "I've known Willow since my first day at Sunnydale High and there is nothing demony about her. I've even met her parents a couple of times and they are so normal human beings they could ever be! You must be mistaken."
Spike had been so overwhelmed by the thought of Willow being part demon, that he hadn't thought of anything else, but now he realized there was a way too pretty boy sitting there with her in his arms. "Hey, get off of her!" he protested and started to pull the girl from William.
"Spike!" Buffy objected, but she hadn't had to intervene because William suddenly got very protective of Willow and flashed a light- ball in Spike's direction.
Spike ducked, but the ball burned a small hole in Giles' kitchen wall. Giles started to protest, but interrupted himself when Willow awoke and immediately started to cry. Spike didn't waste any more time. With vampiric speed, he swept Willow away from the light demon and before the others blinked he was out of the door and when they came out of their shock they noticed that Wendy was gone too.
~*~*~*~
Willow woke up and looked into Spike's concerned blue eyes. *Amazing, I had no idea he could look concerned,* she thought and smiled up to him. "You know what, I had the weirdest dream. I was a light demon and..." she trailed off and her smile faded when Spike turned around and shared a look with a worried Wendy, who was right behind him. "Oh, it wasn't a dream, was it?"
"No, it wasn't, but that doesn't mean it's a bad thing," Spike answered and let his fingers play with her sparkling hair. "Think of the powers you might have, this could be exciting you know..." He smiled.
Willow gave him a trembling smile and thought that maybe he was right, she had always wanted to be more powerful and as a demon she was...or was it half demon? Oh, she had to talk to William! Hey, wait! "But my parents can't be other than human!" She said confused.
"Well, that's what we thought about you, pet."
"Maybe you should talk to William first. He could have some answers since he obviously is a light demon himself and probably has known his whole life and his parents might be helpful.." Wendy suggested.
"No, we can sort this out without the pretty boy!" Spike growled. "I rather have the slayer helping..."
"Aw, you're just jealous!" Wendy teased him.
~Epilogue~
Two months later:
Dear Diary,
so much has happened in my life that I haven't had the time to write in a very long time. It's both good and bad things though...
First, with the summon of all our strengths, we really did defeat Adam and everybody were getting along fine, even if it was for the necessity of war: Jeremy was the head of our troop, but he actually let Buffy take the point when we went into the Initiative. The vampires and William were out in the open area fighting all sorts of demons and - if I know them - probably some Initiative men also, while we - Buffy, Xander, Giles and me - sneaked into Adam's secret chambers.
This is very important, I know, but there are other things happening that is more important to me personally... A week ago I was in my parents' home office, searching through a drawer for something I can't remember, but under a huge amount of papers I found a metal box. I usually don't mess with other peoples' things, not even my parents, but my curiosity took the better of me and I pulled the box out and opened it.
I immediately regretted my actions when I saw what it was: The birth certificate and adoption papers for a Willow Anne Elliott - me.
As usual my parents (or am I going to say adoptive parents now?) are out of town and this time even out of the continent, so I haven't had the time to talk to them yet, but I wonder why they adopted a baby just to leave it alone most of the time...Does that mean I didn't live up to their expectations on a daughter? Am I such a disappointment? Gosh, this is really depressing.
I guess I should talk to William, since he obviously is my relative (and this makes the whole thing with me being a demon more understandable too) but I haven't said anything to anybody yet, have to get used to the idea myself first...and maybe I don't want to know why my biological parents gave me away either...
Well, enough of depressing thoughts for one night. I rather think of Spike :o) We have spent most of the time together lately and I really like him. Maybe I could even love him, but that will be a later decision when my life is on the right track again. He says he loves me and he has all the time in the world, so we don't have to rush things. He can be really sweet if he puts some effort into it...
I have gotten some glimpses of his human life too, not much, just hints of flashbacks and parts of memories as he talks about something, but I listen and put two and two together and if I'm not totally off here I'd say that Spike had something to do with the Watcher's Council in London right about the time he was turned. He must have, or how can he know so much about them and their organization?
Well, some day I will find out, but now I have to sleep, it's three o'clock in the morning...
Good Night,
Willow Anne Elliott Rosenberg (until I know
who I am...)