The Greatest Power
The Greatest Power
The Greatest Power
A Buffy Fanfic
by Carrigon
Disclaimer:
Joss and ME own everything, I just borrowed the characters for this little fanfic. Any similarities to any living, dead, undead, out of another dimension, star system, or galaxy fanfic is unintended, coincidental, or accidental, and was not done with malicious intent. This story is meant for entertainment purposes only. It is not meant to be sold or otherwise appear on a profit site. I write out of boredom and to entertain my friends not for glory, fame or money. I do not claim to own the rights to this fanfic/vignette/novelette. However, I don’t allow additions since I’m the one telling the story. Please do not place this story on a profit site. This story is meant to be enjoyed freely. Archiving is allows as long as you credit me and please send me a link to where you are putting this story.
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Setting/Summary: Season 7, Contains REAL ep spoilers for the Finale arc, and I later continue with real spoilers for the new Season 5 of Angel. I’m starting this story with Buffy, Touched, ep 20. NC17 as usual. This is the Spuffy ending we should have been given. If you are unspoiled, don’t read this fanfic. What I’ve done is taken some of the elements, but I’ve made it much more Spuffy and I’ve changed the entire ending. Angel never shows up here. I’ve changed all the dialogue. The following scene takes place after the entire gang, including the SITS’s and Dawn has thrown Buffy out of her own house. Spike and Andrew were away at a Mission finding out some news that can help save the world. So Spike has just found out Buffy is missing.
Spike stood in the living room staring at all the guilty faces. “I’ll ask you again, where is Buffy?!”
Willow couldn’t look Spike in the eyes, “She, um…needed some time off….And…we all agreed.” All the SIT’s nodded in agreement.
“Took off?! In the middle of an apocalypse? I don’t think so.” Spike was really getting pissed. And above all, he was very worried about Buffy.
Faith stepped forward. “She’s really got you pussy-whipped. It’s all cute how much you care for her. The two of you deserve each other.” Faith smirked at him.
That did it. Spike moved forward and grabbed Faith by the throat. “Finally got what you wanted, didn’t you? You wanted to be Slayer, and here’s your shot. But if you don’t tell me where Buffy is, you’re going to be the shortest lived Slayer there ever was,” he growled at her.
Faith kicked Spike across the room. He recovered quickly and leapt at her and they started to fight hard, throwing each other into the walls of the living room, knocking over furniture and pictures. Willow and the others just stood back and watched.
Spike punched Faith in the face several times, then he suddenly stopped himself. He threw up his hands. “Fine then, we don’t need you. We don’t need anyone. We’ll save the world on our own. All of you be damned!” He spun around and walked rapidly out of the house.
Spike stopped at the corner and sniffed the air, easily catching Buffy’s scent. He walked off into the night.
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Back inside the house, Andrew emerged from the bathroom. “What’d I miss?”
“Nothing much,” Dawn said and handed Andrew a bag of potato chips she’d been munching on.