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AtS/BtVS Crossovers › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
19
Views:
5,651
Reviews:
77
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS) or Angel, the Series (AtS); nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Slayer Dreams
Disclaimers: I don't own any of the characters, it's all owned by Joss Wheldon and Mutant Enemy. I own nothing and don’t profit. Yada, Yada :)
Summary: Post ATS & BTVS. Surprises abound in different lands, different cultures, different times and a different relationship between Buffy & Spike. Magic and action thrives. The ATS crew is bitter after their treatment during S5 ATS by Giles, Andrew and Buffy. Starting w/a dream and phone call, the BTVS crew has to ask for the help of the vampire with a soul (unaware of Spike’s return). Can Spike and Angel get over the hard feelings? And old loves? Spike is cold and Buffy is hot for him. Can Buffy find a way back to Spike while they save the world-again? SPUFFY! B/S, A/N Bloodplay.
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Chapter 1 – Slayer Dreams
When she fell asleep, Buffy knew she was going to have a slayer dream.
Damn!
What? Another apocalypse?
The dream started, and she was confused. As a rule, she hadn’t understood most of her past slayer dreams until Giles decoded it for her, but this didn’t feel like any of her others. The look was like one of her regular Buffy dreams with a side dish of slayer prophecy. Normally, the slayer dream was about the future. However, instead of time as the focal point, the central character was Spike as he appeared in her every night, normal dreams.
In this first part of the dream, she could see Spike fighting. Not demons or anything. It felt more like sparring with someone. His opponent must be pretty good because Spike was going full out and, whoever it was, they were keeping up. Buffy loved to watch him move. He was grace in action, moving with speed, skill, and accuracy. One thing she could tell was that the opponent wasn’t her, but that she was watching from the sidelines and wishing she was his adversary. The dream left her wanting.
The dream shifted. She was with Spike in a room made of stone. She was arguing with him, definitely a heated debate. Unfortunately, she couldn’t tell what they were arguing over, but Buffy wasn’t too concerned about the dream. She and Spike had argued all the time. Why would it be any different in a dream? Then they were kissing, a passionate kiss. When they broke apart, Spike kissed his way down her neck. Nothing new in this dream from some of her others, until he shifted into game face. She could feel his fangs enter her neck. Strange, she wasn’t surprised.
The last dream faded to be replaced by blood. Lots of blood. Buffy could make out Spike laying on a stone floor with his pants leg in tatters and bleeding from shallow wounds on his lower leg. She could see a couple of people crouched over him, but she couldn’t make them out. Her stomach churned seeing Spike in that condition and she itched to go to him. But she felt that for some reason she couldn’t move closer. All she could do was wring her hands and watch him bleed.
Blood played a predominate role in the next part of her dream. She could see stairs? stairs that went up and up with blood rushing down. Spike was there, trying to climb the slick, stone steps of what looked to be a temple, and she just knew that he was trying to get to her. He looked desperate, but she felt disjointed. She knew what he was doing, but didn’t! The dream faded before she could see if he was successful or not.
The last was strangest of all. Nothing like any other dream she had ever had with Spike in it. She was suddenly thrown into a room with lots of plants and glass windows. There were two men in the room, both dressed in old fashion clothes. She guessed that they may be Victorian, but she hadn’t paid all that much attention to history class. She recognized Angel first. He looked so strange with long hair and fancy clothes. When she looked at his face, though, she saw pure evil. Buffy knew she was looking at Angelus, not Angel, and he was furious. She looked at the other man that was on the receiving end of his wrath. He was leaner in build and shorter. His hair was a light brown. Not until she got a good look at his face did she recognize Spike. Or should she say William? She might not have recognized him at all if Angel hadn’t been there. Spike was just as furious as Angelus. She could tell that they were yelling at each other, but again, as in the rest of the dream, there was no sound so she couldn’t hear what they were fighting about. Suddenly, just as Spike rushed Angelus, the dream abruptly ended.
Buffy awoke with a start. How can this be the future? Slayer dreams were prophetic. Not exactly, but more a suggestion of what was to come. How could this dream come true if Spike was in all of them? She wanted them to be true. What she wouldn’t give for him to be with her? be anywhere for that matter! But Spike was gone. Out of her reach. Burned to ash. Maybe she was wrong. Maybe it wasn’t a slayer dream. It just felt extra strong because Spike was in it. Her first instinct was to ask Giles, but no, she would keep this to herself. Keep it private, close to her heart.
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*TBC*
I know it is short, but the story is just starting up. Just please stay with me.
Dana
Summary: Post ATS & BTVS. Surprises abound in different lands, different cultures, different times and a different relationship between Buffy & Spike. Magic and action thrives. The ATS crew is bitter after their treatment during S5 ATS by Giles, Andrew and Buffy. Starting w/a dream and phone call, the BTVS crew has to ask for the help of the vampire with a soul (unaware of Spike’s return). Can Spike and Angel get over the hard feelings? And old loves? Spike is cold and Buffy is hot for him. Can Buffy find a way back to Spike while they save the world-again? SPUFFY! B/S, A/N Bloodplay.
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Chapter 1 – Slayer Dreams
When she fell asleep, Buffy knew she was going to have a slayer dream.
Damn!
What? Another apocalypse?
The dream started, and she was confused. As a rule, she hadn’t understood most of her past slayer dreams until Giles decoded it for her, but this didn’t feel like any of her others. The look was like one of her regular Buffy dreams with a side dish of slayer prophecy. Normally, the slayer dream was about the future. However, instead of time as the focal point, the central character was Spike as he appeared in her every night, normal dreams.
In this first part of the dream, she could see Spike fighting. Not demons or anything. It felt more like sparring with someone. His opponent must be pretty good because Spike was going full out and, whoever it was, they were keeping up. Buffy loved to watch him move. He was grace in action, moving with speed, skill, and accuracy. One thing she could tell was that the opponent wasn’t her, but that she was watching from the sidelines and wishing she was his adversary. The dream left her wanting.
The dream shifted. She was with Spike in a room made of stone. She was arguing with him, definitely a heated debate. Unfortunately, she couldn’t tell what they were arguing over, but Buffy wasn’t too concerned about the dream. She and Spike had argued all the time. Why would it be any different in a dream? Then they were kissing, a passionate kiss. When they broke apart, Spike kissed his way down her neck. Nothing new in this dream from some of her others, until he shifted into game face. She could feel his fangs enter her neck. Strange, she wasn’t surprised.
The last dream faded to be replaced by blood. Lots of blood. Buffy could make out Spike laying on a stone floor with his pants leg in tatters and bleeding from shallow wounds on his lower leg. She could see a couple of people crouched over him, but she couldn’t make them out. Her stomach churned seeing Spike in that condition and she itched to go to him. But she felt that for some reason she couldn’t move closer. All she could do was wring her hands and watch him bleed.
Blood played a predominate role in the next part of her dream. She could see stairs? stairs that went up and up with blood rushing down. Spike was there, trying to climb the slick, stone steps of what looked to be a temple, and she just knew that he was trying to get to her. He looked desperate, but she felt disjointed. She knew what he was doing, but didn’t! The dream faded before she could see if he was successful or not.
The last was strangest of all. Nothing like any other dream she had ever had with Spike in it. She was suddenly thrown into a room with lots of plants and glass windows. There were two men in the room, both dressed in old fashion clothes. She guessed that they may be Victorian, but she hadn’t paid all that much attention to history class. She recognized Angel first. He looked so strange with long hair and fancy clothes. When she looked at his face, though, she saw pure evil. Buffy knew she was looking at Angelus, not Angel, and he was furious. She looked at the other man that was on the receiving end of his wrath. He was leaner in build and shorter. His hair was a light brown. Not until she got a good look at his face did she recognize Spike. Or should she say William? She might not have recognized him at all if Angel hadn’t been there. Spike was just as furious as Angelus. She could tell that they were yelling at each other, but again, as in the rest of the dream, there was no sound so she couldn’t hear what they were fighting about. Suddenly, just as Spike rushed Angelus, the dream abruptly ended.
Buffy awoke with a start. How can this be the future? Slayer dreams were prophetic. Not exactly, but more a suggestion of what was to come. How could this dream come true if Spike was in all of them? She wanted them to be true. What she wouldn’t give for him to be with her? be anywhere for that matter! But Spike was gone. Out of her reach. Burned to ash. Maybe she was wrong. Maybe it wasn’t a slayer dream. It just felt extra strong because Spike was in it. Her first instinct was to ask Giles, but no, she would keep this to herself. Keep it private, close to her heart.
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*TBC*
I know it is short, but the story is just starting up. Just please stay with me.
Dana