Kathy's Revenge
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AtS/BtVS Crossovers › FemmeSlash - Female/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
57
Views:
7,812
Reviews:
28
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0
Currently Reading:
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Chapter 22
Faiths POV
Willow and Oz have been hugging for a suspiciously long time.
‘Shut up Faith.’
‘It has been a really, really long hug.’
‘She’s gay!’
‘What if she isn’t?’
I can feel myself giving me my raised eyebrows look in my head.
‘She could turn him into a girl.’
With that final argument in my head I smile at myself, mentally picturing Oz in a big frilly pink dress and matching shoes. Plus a rather fetching pink hat adorned with pink fluff and feathers.
When I finally come back to reality Willow is sitting on the couch across from me, whilst Oz is standing by the window.
“So you guys are the alternative Scooby gang up here then?” Willow asks staring at Spike.
Oz looks thoughtful as usual and keeps his dialog down to a bare minimum. “Pretty much.”
“Oz here was the one who found me, I turned up in his bloody kitchen… stark bollock naked! These two have been here for a few years now, fighting the evil that is another hell mouth, doing the good stuff.” Spike explains after pulling out a cigarette, then lighting it.
“So then Wolfie, the whole… well, wolf thing is all under control now right? I wont have to kick your ass?” I ask as spike throws me a smoke which I catch in mid air.
Oz nods but doesn’t say anything so the other blonde speaks. “He has become one with the beast, they are no longer at odds with each other, he may call upon the beast when he wishes to gain certain advantages in battle.” I am almost hypnotised by her voice but snap out of it quickly.
We give confused looks. “Superhuman strength.” Is all Oz says but we all get it.
“Oh cool.” I take another leg of chicken from the table. What? I can’t get my rocks off, I might as well get my munch on.
“I sprout wings.” The blonde named Rachel speaks up again. I give her a look which I mean to come off as a ‘huh?’ look. “Well I do.”
“She does.” Oz jumps to the rescue
Spike takes this moment to jump right in. “Lets get back to the important topic of Buffy.” He really does only have one track doesn’t he? Aww bless. “Explain again as she’s off the rails why I can’t call her?”
I sigh and let my head drop down before answering. “Think about it toothy. You call her while she still thinks she’s crazy… the guy who died….” I have to think about that one. “Un-died? Let himself get dusted.” That sounds better. “Phones her up for no other reason that to just say hi. You think that would help the situation?”
”I think it would be bloody better than just letting her turn up and find me here only to have her breakdown again because she thinks she’s relapsed.” Spike pauses for a second. “And when the hell did you get all insightful?”
”Sorry Billy-boy.” Rachel pipes up. She seems like she likes to hear herself talk. “But I have to say the slayer here has a point.”
“Ha.” How childish am I? I even go as far as sticking my tongue out at him.
“Cant I even call Little Bit? She will bloody kill me if I just don’t call.”
I shoot him a look.
“I know I know… she would tell Buffy.”
“So we had enough of the whole catch up thing? It’s late we should all head back to the hotel and catch some z’s” I say standing up.
“You can stay here if you guys want?” Oz offers, I think that’s the first time I have ever heard him use a whole sentence.
“Thanks Wolfie but all our stuff is at the hotel, that would mean going back and getting it all then coming back.” I say sounding as sincere as I can whilst wanting to get back to do all sort of naughty stuff with his ex girlfriend.
The blonde speaks up again. “How about tomorrow? We can show you around town.”
Spike is wearing an expression of hate for a moment then he pipes up. “I don’t want to sound all girlie and possibly Willow like but how cool is it that I can come, with the daylight and everything? Yay for The Powers!”
Everyone seems to think this is highly amusing, don’t think any of us have ever seen Spike be all excited about anything before, except fighting that is.
“Tomorrow it is.” I say walking towards the door with everyone else in tow.
The lot of us begin to pile out and I feel my arm being pulled backwards. I turn to find Oz with an expressionless look on his face. Which is not exactly abnormal. “I know Faith.”
Now I’m not the best liar in the world but right now I’m going to give it a go. “Know about what Wolfie?” That was feeble even by my standards.
“If you hurt her Faith like you did with Xander.”
Ouch! Lots of salt in a very open mental wound. “Not gonna happen.”
“Even so. You hurt her I will rip you apart. Got it?” I’d like to point out that I am very rarely scared. But right this moment I’m terrified of him, looking into his eyes I can almost see the wolf ready to leap out and get me.
“Not gonna happen.” I repeat, what else is there to say? A silent exchange follows. Which I’m going to admit I don’t actually know what was silently said but I’m fucking scared so I’m going with it. “Goodnight Oz.” This time he lets me leave.
Faiths POV
Willow and Oz have been hugging for a suspiciously long time.
‘Shut up Faith.’
‘It has been a really, really long hug.’
‘She’s gay!’
‘What if she isn’t?’
I can feel myself giving me my raised eyebrows look in my head.
‘She could turn him into a girl.’
With that final argument in my head I smile at myself, mentally picturing Oz in a big frilly pink dress and matching shoes. Plus a rather fetching pink hat adorned with pink fluff and feathers.
When I finally come back to reality Willow is sitting on the couch across from me, whilst Oz is standing by the window.
“So you guys are the alternative Scooby gang up here then?” Willow asks staring at Spike.
Oz looks thoughtful as usual and keeps his dialog down to a bare minimum. “Pretty much.”
“Oz here was the one who found me, I turned up in his bloody kitchen… stark bollock naked! These two have been here for a few years now, fighting the evil that is another hell mouth, doing the good stuff.” Spike explains after pulling out a cigarette, then lighting it.
“So then Wolfie, the whole… well, wolf thing is all under control now right? I wont have to kick your ass?” I ask as spike throws me a smoke which I catch in mid air.
Oz nods but doesn’t say anything so the other blonde speaks. “He has become one with the beast, they are no longer at odds with each other, he may call upon the beast when he wishes to gain certain advantages in battle.” I am almost hypnotised by her voice but snap out of it quickly.
We give confused looks. “Superhuman strength.” Is all Oz says but we all get it.
“Oh cool.” I take another leg of chicken from the table. What? I can’t get my rocks off, I might as well get my munch on.
“I sprout wings.” The blonde named Rachel speaks up again. I give her a look which I mean to come off as a ‘huh?’ look. “Well I do.”
“She does.” Oz jumps to the rescue
Spike takes this moment to jump right in. “Lets get back to the important topic of Buffy.” He really does only have one track doesn’t he? Aww bless. “Explain again as she’s off the rails why I can’t call her?”
I sigh and let my head drop down before answering. “Think about it toothy. You call her while she still thinks she’s crazy… the guy who died….” I have to think about that one. “Un-died? Let himself get dusted.” That sounds better. “Phones her up for no other reason that to just say hi. You think that would help the situation?”
”I think it would be bloody better than just letting her turn up and find me here only to have her breakdown again because she thinks she’s relapsed.” Spike pauses for a second. “And when the hell did you get all insightful?”
”Sorry Billy-boy.” Rachel pipes up. She seems like she likes to hear herself talk. “But I have to say the slayer here has a point.”
“Ha.” How childish am I? I even go as far as sticking my tongue out at him.
“Cant I even call Little Bit? She will bloody kill me if I just don’t call.”
I shoot him a look.
“I know I know… she would tell Buffy.”
“So we had enough of the whole catch up thing? It’s late we should all head back to the hotel and catch some z’s” I say standing up.
“You can stay here if you guys want?” Oz offers, I think that’s the first time I have ever heard him use a whole sentence.
“Thanks Wolfie but all our stuff is at the hotel, that would mean going back and getting it all then coming back.” I say sounding as sincere as I can whilst wanting to get back to do all sort of naughty stuff with his ex girlfriend.
The blonde speaks up again. “How about tomorrow? We can show you around town.”
Spike is wearing an expression of hate for a moment then he pipes up. “I don’t want to sound all girlie and possibly Willow like but how cool is it that I can come, with the daylight and everything? Yay for The Powers!”
Everyone seems to think this is highly amusing, don’t think any of us have ever seen Spike be all excited about anything before, except fighting that is.
“Tomorrow it is.” I say walking towards the door with everyone else in tow.
The lot of us begin to pile out and I feel my arm being pulled backwards. I turn to find Oz with an expressionless look on his face. Which is not exactly abnormal. “I know Faith.”
Now I’m not the best liar in the world but right now I’m going to give it a go. “Know about what Wolfie?” That was feeble even by my standards.
“If you hurt her Faith like you did with Xander.”
Ouch! Lots of salt in a very open mental wound. “Not gonna happen.”
“Even so. You hurt her I will rip you apart. Got it?” I’d like to point out that I am very rarely scared. But right this moment I’m terrified of him, looking into his eyes I can almost see the wolf ready to leap out and get me.
“Not gonna happen.” I repeat, what else is there to say? A silent exchange follows. Which I’m going to admit I don’t actually know what was silently said but I’m fucking scared so I’m going with it. “Goodnight Oz.” This time he lets me leave.