Realities Entwined

Realities Entwined

Author: Aislynn

Disclaimer: It’s not mine all of it belongs to Joss, and Mutant Enemy & Laurel K Hamilton. I just fell in love with the characters from the very first episode, and from the first book of Laurel’s I read Guilty Pleasures.

Summary: I hope you like the story so far, and now you will begin to see more characters from both Buffy/Angel and Anita Blake series. Again this story is a crossover and will include most Buffy/Angel/Anita Blake series characters those you like and those you don’t.

Rating: NC-17

End of Chapter 2

Buffy glanced around the hospital room that she had occupied for sometime. It was time to move on and the Storr’s were offering her not only a place to stay but she had a feeling they were giving her the opportunity to become part of their family. It was time to get out into the world, and live her life.

Chapter 3 – Fast Forward

2 ½ years later…….

Anita slid her arm into Jean Claude’s as they got out of the limo they were having dinner before they had a meeting with everyone later tonight. Tonight was her and Jean Claude’s night at least until the meeting. So often someone else was tagging along it had been a while since they had alone time.

The meeting tonight would include everyone they considered allies, including Micah Nimir-Raj to the were-leopards and a few key members of his pard. Anita and he were also dating and living together. Richard Alfric to the were-wolves and the inner circle he considered his advisors of his pack, he was also Anita’s ex and they were sleeping together on and off to help feed the ardor to keep it in check. Rafael King of the were-rats and some of his pack, he was also Anita’s friend and ally. Then there was Christine the were-tiger who represented the various were’s who formed an alliance together because their numbers were too small to protect themselves against the large were factions.

To say her personal life was complicated was an understatement. If you had asked her a few years ago if she would have thought she would have slept with so many men in such a short period she would have said you were crazy yet here she was. The most amazing thing was that she cared for each of them in her own way.

Tonight Asher, Jean Claude’s lieutenant and lover chose to stay home and secretly Anita wasn’t broken up about it. He still had issues regarding his scars, especially in such a public place. They had been considering staying in for the evening but Asher insisted they go out this evening and have a little fun especially after the news they received today.

Apparently Belle Morte, Asher’s maker and the head of Jean Claude’s line was being considered for a council seat. A council member that was all they needed already the bitch had been messing with Anita from a distance without being a council member. Tonight wasn’t for worries though tonight they were going to have fun.

Asher made them reservations at a new hot restaurant called the break point and arranged everything.

The hostess gave them a sexy smile and asked if they had a reservation. Of course they did, and she led them to their table. Tonight, they were all indulging in a normal night out. Yes nice and normal that was until Jean Claude began to freak out.

Dolph smiled as their party raised their glasses to the two new recruits to the RPIT squad. Somehow Lucille managed to get the reservations at the last minute at Point Break. He couldn’t help sliding his arm around the slender shoulders of one of the new Detectives to join his squad. Despite all his protests he couldn’t help but be proud of the young woman before him she had come a long way from that hospital room that she occupied for years.

After a few months with Lucille’s help Buffy began to work on earning her GED. In just a few months she had that in hand and decided that she wanted to join the police force. Dolph tried to persuade her to go to college and explore other opportunities, only Buffy gave him that determined little smile he had come to know so well and said college wasn’t for a girl like her. He wasn’t happy when she was accepted into the police academy but he held out hope that she wouldn’t like it once she got there she was little thing and the instructors would single her out and not take her seriously.

However, though he had been right about it, she overcame her instructor’s constant picking and graduated at the top of her class. Dolph couldn’t help but be proud of Buffy but he made sure she understood that she was on her own that he couldn’t help her out once she started on the force.

Dolph wasn’t sure if it was to prove a point but he had been a little disappointed when she chose to work at another precinct. However he understood why because even though he said he wasn’t going to interfere he knew he wouldn’t be able to help himself. Almost as soon as she started, she began to stand out and in just six months was recognized for going above and beyond the call of duty and received several accommodations.

Within a year she was off the streets and working Vice, which he had defiantly not been happy about. Buffy moved up the latter in record time at her precinct. Then Dolph received a transfer request for Detective Elizabeth Ann Summers with high recommendations from her superiors and he received a call from the top brass that she be allowed to join the RPIT Squad.

Now she was one of the team and he wasn’t sure how he felt about it, because though she knew about the monsters in her new position she was going to come face to face with them once again. She never mentioned the attack and when they went to a hypnotist who was supposed to be the best at helping he was unable to go any further than when Buffy woke in that hospital room.

Buffy leaned into Dolph’s embrace and smiled as he placed a kiss on her forehead everyone at the table and her fellow newbie knew about their relationship and that he had fought against her appointment to his squad. The past two years she had been playing catch up with everyone else her age.

Playing catch up had left little time for anything else except work and family. The appointment to RPIT was something she aspired to because of Dolph and she knew she could make a difference on the squad. Somehow the spook squad seemed like a natural fit.

Anita noticed it almost right after they sat down at their table. Jean Claude had been flirty the entire way here, but now that they were at their table she could feel waves of unease rolling off him. Not to mention the fact that his gaze was flickering around the room his body tensed up as if he were ready to flee the table at a moments notice. It was like watching an animal that knew it was being hunted. She had never seen him like this before.

“What is it?” Anita asked softly reaching out and touching his arm, and felt his muscles were coiled beneath his suit.

Jean Claude glanced into Anita’s dark eyes trying to gain control over him. It was impossible he couldn’t be sensing what he was at the moment. The Slayer line had been contained almost eight years ago, when the Master tried to rise up in Nicholas’s territory.

The previous Master of the City, had orders to kill the creature that managed to break out of the prison that kept him contained. Not to mention his plans would derail their plans to become legal citizens and unveil themselves to the public. The one thing the Master had managed to do was kill the Slayer giving the council the perfect opportunity to capture the next in line to contain the Slayer line.

In one swift move they took out the Watcher’s council, and using its own records and technology began to hunt down the watchers across the globe and wipe them out one by one.

They acquired the tools the council used to find potential slayers. Belle was called upon and sent out her best to help with the culling of the Slayers-in-Waiting calling upon a group of her Childer called the Scourge of Europe and one member in particular the Slayer of Slayers who had killed two slayers in the past to perform the function. The scourge though Belle’s were a tool the council used to keep its masters in line. Next to the Council visiting your territory having the scourge visit you was a most unwelcome event.

At moment the scourge was being used in Europe to cull the Slayer line so that the number of candidates that could be called where kept to a minimal number. The council had an extensive database that tracked all potential Slayers so if the one they held was killed they could take possession of the next in line.

They had effectively taken out their only known natural predator. No one outside the council knew who held the current Slayer but she was being held somewhere safe and sound so nothing happened to activate the next Slayer. Of course there were executioners like Anita well not exactly like her but they hunted down vampires. As good as they thought they were, and Anita included they weren’t born for the purpose. Slayers on the other hand were made just for that purpose.

Buffy excused herself from the table, as that unpleasant feeling began in the pit of her stomach. Though she didn’t know much about her life she knew exactly what this meant that there was a vampire or demon in the restaurant. It unnerved her sometimes the vast knowledge that she was able to recall regarding demons, vampires, and other creatures yet she was unable to tell about her first kiss.

Every fiber in her body commanded that she hunt, but she was forced to temper these urges due to the simple fact that the laws considered staking a vampire as murder. Moving into the ladies room, she took a moment and took a deep breath. Seconds later Lucille walked in a concerned look on her face.

“You okay honey.” Lucille asked walking up behind Buffy.

“Yeah,” Buffy smiled. “Just felt a little lightheaded for a moment.”

“All the excitement, I think.” Lucille smiled giving Buffy a gentle hug. “I am so proud of you.”

Buffy smiled leaning into Lucille’s hug. “Look at me getting all sentimental.” Lucille chuckled. “Head on back I will be there in a minute.”

Anita reached out taking Jean-Claude’s hand within her own, and squeezed gently.

“Are you alright?” She asked forcing his attention onto her.

“Yes.” Jean Claude lied as his gaze flicking over to Anita and he composed himself. The idea of telling Anita about how they literally wiped out an entire organization and hunted down teenage girls wasn’t entirely on his agenda tonight it was one of the few secrets he kept from Anita. What was he going to say to make her understand that though he hadn’t agreed with their methods it was necessary for his kinds future.

“You scared me for a minute.” She replied giving him a soft smile and glancing down at the menu not fooled for a moment.

“That was not my intention ma petite.” When he knew she was engrossed in the menu his gaze flickered over the crowd, then his gaze fell on her and he knew instinctively that this was the girl. The one girl created in this generation to hunt down his kind.

At the moment all he could see was a flow of golden blond hair, and toned sun-kissed skin and shapely legs for she was wearing a dress that bared her back. His attention flew to the man who was reaching out and touching the blond girls arm, he knew him instantly though they only met briefly a few times.

“Isn’t that your friend from the RPIT?” Jean Claude tried to remain nonchalant about it as he motioned in their direction. His flight or fight instincts were kicking in and he wasn’t sure which one was going to take over.

Anita glanced over and frowned as she saw Dolph slide his arm around a woman who was defiantly not Lucille. She also noticed Zebroski and several other members of RPIT. At one time she would have been invited along because she was considered one of the team, but lately they had been distancing themselves from her.

A wicked smile crossed her lips as she glanced over at Jean Claude. She knew they hated her relationship with the Master of the City, and at the moment she wanted a little revenge for their hot and cold treatment of her depending on what they needed. Sure they would call her if they needed her to execute a vampire or they came across something they didn’t understand or know about. But otherwise all other contact had stopped, and it hurt.

“Let’s go say hello.” Anita said setting her menu aside and rising to her feet. Not giving Jean Claude a choice he rose and followed despite his better judgment.

“Anita, what a surprise,” Dolph said catching sight of Anita and Jean Claude before anyone else or so he thought.

Buffy had felt them approaching from across the room, she had known exactly where the vampire was since she had come back from the bathroom. Turning and moving to Dolph’s side her gaze met those of the vampire first.

Jean Claude hid his reaction well, he slid his arm around Anita more to anchor him than anything else. Before him stood his only natural predator wrapped in a delectable package. Like a moth to a flame he was being drawn to her. It didn’t help that her appearance appealed to him in everyway, thrown in the fact that she was lethal she was damn enticing he always like a challenge. Like Anita she was slender and petite, but that is where the similarities ended.

Anita’s gaze flickered over the blond girl who had Dolph’s arm around her waist. Instant dislike filled her for she couldn’t believe Dolph was cheating on Lucille. In all their time working together she would have never suspected.

“I would guess so.” Anita replied her gaze flickering to the blond watching a frown cross his brow.

Zebrowski chuckled as he watched the exchange knowing exactly what Anita thought about Dolph and Buffy. “You remember my wife Katie, Anita.” He said. “We are having a little celebration to welcome two new recruits to our team.”

“Really,” Anita’s gaze flickered over the blond wondering who she was attached to.

“Anita what a surprise,” Lucille arrived not aware of the misunderstanding. “You know most everyone, except our Buffy, and Riley Finn of course.”

Anita watched as Lucille moved to the blonds other side and hugged the girl to her side in a very motherly manner. Straining her memory she knew Dolph had never mentioned the girl or having a daughter so she was at a loss.

“We are so proud Buffy became a member of the Squad today, and of course so did Riley.” Lucille met Anita’s questioning gaze and her eyes flickered over to Dolph.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Miss Blake I have quite a bit about you.” Buffy’s gaze slid from the vampire to the executioner. She knew Anita’s reputation and like the rest of the city her relationship with the Master of the City, not to mention that she had overheard that Anita was living with two other men.

Anita’s gaze flickered to the hand the girl extended and not wanting to be rude extended her own her gaze sliding over the girl carefully. Then she felt it the part of her that she had tried to deny for so long warned her or rather recognized this girl.

Death, the thought whispered through Anita’s mind this girl is a harbinger of death. Then their hands touched and Anita felt the girls power hit her like a burning wave reminding her of Richards power so alive so vital.

Buffy pulled her hand from Anita’s grasp gently but felt an uncomfortable sensation creep up from the woman’s aura. Just the like the vampire she could feel the uniqueness of the woman before her, and knew that she wasn’t entirely human.

“This is Jean-Claude.” Anita recovered from her odd reaction to the girl before her and slid her hand over Jean Claude’s arm needing his touch from some reason.

“Buffy is it.” Jean Claude had managed to gain control over his warring emotions and meet her hazel eyes. Even as he slid his arm around Anita’s waist his gaze flickered over the blond his appraisal not apparent in his features but he found her beyond attractive, the beauty combined with the fact that she was a Slayer was overpowering. He wasn’t stupid enough to touch her not in a room full of innocent bystanders.

Lucille glanced up at Dolph and noticed the strain on his face. “We should be getting back to our celebration.” Lucille replied hoping that Anita took the hint.

Anita got the message loud and clear. “Congratulations Buffy, Riley I look forward to working with you in the future.”

Dolph turned back toward the table his gaze flickering over Buffy as her gaze followed their visitors, nor did he miss Jean Claude glancing over his shoulder as he led Anita back toward their table.

“So that was the Master of the City?” Buffy lifted her gaze to Dolph’s.

“Yes.” He replied as they sat back down at the table.

A smile touched Buffy’s lips as she was drawn back into the conversation at the table. I could take him and her, the thought filtered through her mind.