Old Enemies... (S/X)
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Old Enemies Part 35
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Part 35
“Okay,” Willow said quickly as she strode into Giles’s library office, “This is the best I can do, and trust me when I say it won’t be easy.” Her hair was tucked up into a messy bun on top of her head, six assorted pens and pencils holding it there. “I had to call Dawnie. She’s got the really GOOD spell books. No offense, Giles, but what you’ve got here is kinda… simplistic. Oh, Faith and Robin say hi, by the way…. And Faith wants to know what the HELL we were thinking.”
She blushed and gave them all a guilty gaze. “There just aren’t enough cookies in the world. So anyway…”
Green eyes dropped to the pad of paper in her hand. “Okay. The spell itself isn’t that hard. I could probably do it in like… three seconds. But the problem is… the other spell.”
Giles arched his brow slightly, trying not to smile at the sudden influx of Willow-speak. He’d truly missed the girl, although he understood that her responsibilities in South America kept her quite busy. He sincerely doubted that she would have even been in London had Xander not been involved. “O-other spell?” he said quietly, “Which other spell are you referring to exactly?”
Willow sighed and darted a quick look at Buffy, knowing this was going to make her friend feel even worse. “Um… it turns out we CAN break the crystal from a distance, but… there’s a problem.”
“You already said that, Maiden-Crone,” Trevor gritted out impatiently. He’d been watching the way Elliot and young Robert had been trying NOT to look at each other and he’d be damned if he didn’t want to get himself and his lover OUT of there. They still needed to talk and until they did, Trevor just knew he’d be… Oh, fuck. He was jealous over the interest Elliot had in the younger man. It was a new and entirely unpleasant sensation.
“I know, I know,” Willow answered quickly. “But here’s the thing. Um, without knowing WHERE the crystal is, the breaking spell would have to be spread out over all of London, just to be sure we got it. And unfortunately the spell’s not focused enough to target just that ONE crystal. So basically, if I do it, um…”
Giles groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose, suddenly regretting having gotten contacts a few years earlier. At least then he could have blamed the sudden headache on his glasses. “You’re telling us that… every piece of crystal in the entire city of London will… what? Shatter?”
The redhead blushed just as much as Buffy did. “More like explode, Giles… um, violently.” She looked at her scribbled words again. “Um, that includes anything of a crystalline structure… like gems. Certain types of glass. Um… well, you get the idea.”
Andrew winced as he imagined the chandelier in the main foyer with its thousands of crystal prism exploding. “That would be bad,” he said, deliberately understating the obvious.
Elliot sighed. Harris’s friends were the wordiest bunch of people he’d ever come across. All talk, talk, talk and very little action. “Duh,” he said loudly, his eyes sweeping them all. “Look we can stand here and pussyfoot around for what’s left of the night and on into morning if that’s what you guys want, but frankly, I’m getting really bored.” He nodded sharply and looked at the witch. “It’s Willow, right?”
She nodded quickly, her eyes wide. It had been ages since anyone had dared to interrupt her, or at least anyone who hadn’t known her for years. It was… refreshing, actually.
“Good. I’m Elliot. Harris’s friend. And Trevor’s…” he glanced at the tall brunette. “Well, we’re still working that out but I think boyfriend would be the appropriate term for now. You mentioned another spell. What is it, how does it work and how will it bypass the hazards of the one you’ve been talking about? I don’t understand much about what you do, so make it simple. All I know about witches is what I’ve read and since I’m in publishing I know to take that with at least a bucket of salt.”
Trevor caught Robert’s quick but soft gasp and cocked his head, seeing the way the young man was looking at Elliot. Oh… that explained a lot. Yet another thing he and El had to talk about. Still, “Elliot’s right, Maiden-Crone. We need to cut to the chase, here. The longer Harris goes without his memories…”
Willow sighed and put her pad down. “We need to find a locator spell so we can figure out a general vicinity for the crystal. If we can narrow it down some, then the reaction will be less… severe. The difficult part is… we’d need a part of the crystal and I don’t see how that’s possible.”
Giles pinched the bridge of his nose harder, sure his head was going to explode. “So what you’re telling us, Willow, is that we need to have the crystal in order to FIND the crystal. That’s just… bloody wonderful!”
The witch blushed again. “That’s the part I’m still working on,” she admitted sheepishly.
Elliot felt something niggling at the back of his brain. An idea was starting to form there; he could tell. But it was taking its own sweet time. He frowned internally, trying to hurry it along, but considering the oddness of the current situation, he had a feeling it was going to move at its own pace. Of course, then his lover started freaking and he forgot all about it.
“Fuck…” Trevor chanted, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!” He glared at the redhead and the Slayer. “You two have no idea of what you’ve done! They were meant to be together! Events would have unfolded in a SPECIFIC order that would have affected the entire WORLD because of them and now you’ve completely FUCKED IT UP!” He snarled loudly, as close at he could get to the roar he’d lost. He stalked the room in a broad circuit, unable to stop either mouth or feet.
“If Harris doesn’t REMEMBER, the whole time line is SCREWED! Do you even begin to understand what that MEANS? The world could descend into disorder and chaos, and all because you two… GIRLS, and I’m being kind with that word… decided that it was your RIGHT to kidnap someone you call FRIEND and try to change him to suit your desires!”
He glared more hotly at the two women in question. “You must be the most SELFISH, self-centered BITCHES in HISTORY!” He was panting hard and still striding angrily when the Elder Watcher’s hand fell hard on his shoulder and he found himself pulled around to stare into eyes bordering on Ripper-hood.
“Trevor,” Giles grated out slowly, desperately trying to hold his temper, “I understand that you’re worried about your own redemption but the girls were only doing what they thought was best for Xander. And if you don’t check your… attitude, I will be forced to check it for you. If you’ll recall, you didn’t particularly enjoy that the last time.”
Trevor’s laugh was bitter, his eyes locked intently on the other man’s. “You think I’m worried about myself?” He laughed again, sounding a bit lost. “I’m not, Rupert. I wasn’t being dramatic! Harris HAS to remember! We HAVE to get him back on track! If we don’t… and this is no exaggeration… we might lose. Humans. Benevolent demons. Witches and Slayers… and Watchers! Or have you forgotten the words that brought me to you, Rupert?”
While the others looked on in thorough confusion, Giles’s brow furrowed. The dangerous gleam in his eyes faded and he whispered softly, his voice joined by Trevor’s.
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(A/N: Thanks to RemityGirl and Nulinka for reviewing. :) Much appreciated. Oh, and to DaniKitten: I forgot to reply before, but no, I don't have a beta. I actually like working without a net. LOL But thanks. More soon. Only 12 chapters to go. :))
Part 35
“Okay,” Willow said quickly as she strode into Giles’s library office, “This is the best I can do, and trust me when I say it won’t be easy.” Her hair was tucked up into a messy bun on top of her head, six assorted pens and pencils holding it there. “I had to call Dawnie. She’s got the really GOOD spell books. No offense, Giles, but what you’ve got here is kinda… simplistic. Oh, Faith and Robin say hi, by the way…. And Faith wants to know what the HELL we were thinking.”
She blushed and gave them all a guilty gaze. “There just aren’t enough cookies in the world. So anyway…”
Green eyes dropped to the pad of paper in her hand. “Okay. The spell itself isn’t that hard. I could probably do it in like… three seconds. But the problem is… the other spell.”
Giles arched his brow slightly, trying not to smile at the sudden influx of Willow-speak. He’d truly missed the girl, although he understood that her responsibilities in South America kept her quite busy. He sincerely doubted that she would have even been in London had Xander not been involved. “O-other spell?” he said quietly, “Which other spell are you referring to exactly?”
Willow sighed and darted a quick look at Buffy, knowing this was going to make her friend feel even worse. “Um… it turns out we CAN break the crystal from a distance, but… there’s a problem.”
“You already said that, Maiden-Crone,” Trevor gritted out impatiently. He’d been watching the way Elliot and young Robert had been trying NOT to look at each other and he’d be damned if he didn’t want to get himself and his lover OUT of there. They still needed to talk and until they did, Trevor just knew he’d be… Oh, fuck. He was jealous over the interest Elliot had in the younger man. It was a new and entirely unpleasant sensation.
“I know, I know,” Willow answered quickly. “But here’s the thing. Um, without knowing WHERE the crystal is, the breaking spell would have to be spread out over all of London, just to be sure we got it. And unfortunately the spell’s not focused enough to target just that ONE crystal. So basically, if I do it, um…”
Giles groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose, suddenly regretting having gotten contacts a few years earlier. At least then he could have blamed the sudden headache on his glasses. “You’re telling us that… every piece of crystal in the entire city of London will… what? Shatter?”
The redhead blushed just as much as Buffy did. “More like explode, Giles… um, violently.” She looked at her scribbled words again. “Um, that includes anything of a crystalline structure… like gems. Certain types of glass. Um… well, you get the idea.”
Andrew winced as he imagined the chandelier in the main foyer with its thousands of crystal prism exploding. “That would be bad,” he said, deliberately understating the obvious.
Elliot sighed. Harris’s friends were the wordiest bunch of people he’d ever come across. All talk, talk, talk and very little action. “Duh,” he said loudly, his eyes sweeping them all. “Look we can stand here and pussyfoot around for what’s left of the night and on into morning if that’s what you guys want, but frankly, I’m getting really bored.” He nodded sharply and looked at the witch. “It’s Willow, right?”
She nodded quickly, her eyes wide. It had been ages since anyone had dared to interrupt her, or at least anyone who hadn’t known her for years. It was… refreshing, actually.
“Good. I’m Elliot. Harris’s friend. And Trevor’s…” he glanced at the tall brunette. “Well, we’re still working that out but I think boyfriend would be the appropriate term for now. You mentioned another spell. What is it, how does it work and how will it bypass the hazards of the one you’ve been talking about? I don’t understand much about what you do, so make it simple. All I know about witches is what I’ve read and since I’m in publishing I know to take that with at least a bucket of salt.”
Trevor caught Robert’s quick but soft gasp and cocked his head, seeing the way the young man was looking at Elliot. Oh… that explained a lot. Yet another thing he and El had to talk about. Still, “Elliot’s right, Maiden-Crone. We need to cut to the chase, here. The longer Harris goes without his memories…”
Willow sighed and put her pad down. “We need to find a locator spell so we can figure out a general vicinity for the crystal. If we can narrow it down some, then the reaction will be less… severe. The difficult part is… we’d need a part of the crystal and I don’t see how that’s possible.”
Giles pinched the bridge of his nose harder, sure his head was going to explode. “So what you’re telling us, Willow, is that we need to have the crystal in order to FIND the crystal. That’s just… bloody wonderful!”
The witch blushed again. “That’s the part I’m still working on,” she admitted sheepishly.
Elliot felt something niggling at the back of his brain. An idea was starting to form there; he could tell. But it was taking its own sweet time. He frowned internally, trying to hurry it along, but considering the oddness of the current situation, he had a feeling it was going to move at its own pace. Of course, then his lover started freaking and he forgot all about it.
“Fuck…” Trevor chanted, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!” He glared at the redhead and the Slayer. “You two have no idea of what you’ve done! They were meant to be together! Events would have unfolded in a SPECIFIC order that would have affected the entire WORLD because of them and now you’ve completely FUCKED IT UP!” He snarled loudly, as close at he could get to the roar he’d lost. He stalked the room in a broad circuit, unable to stop either mouth or feet.
“If Harris doesn’t REMEMBER, the whole time line is SCREWED! Do you even begin to understand what that MEANS? The world could descend into disorder and chaos, and all because you two… GIRLS, and I’m being kind with that word… decided that it was your RIGHT to kidnap someone you call FRIEND and try to change him to suit your desires!”
He glared more hotly at the two women in question. “You must be the most SELFISH, self-centered BITCHES in HISTORY!” He was panting hard and still striding angrily when the Elder Watcher’s hand fell hard on his shoulder and he found himself pulled around to stare into eyes bordering on Ripper-hood.
“Trevor,” Giles grated out slowly, desperately trying to hold his temper, “I understand that you’re worried about your own redemption but the girls were only doing what they thought was best for Xander. And if you don’t check your… attitude, I will be forced to check it for you. If you’ll recall, you didn’t particularly enjoy that the last time.”
Trevor’s laugh was bitter, his eyes locked intently on the other man’s. “You think I’m worried about myself?” He laughed again, sounding a bit lost. “I’m not, Rupert. I wasn’t being dramatic! Harris HAS to remember! We HAVE to get him back on track! If we don’t… and this is no exaggeration… we might lose. Humans. Benevolent demons. Witches and Slayers… and Watchers! Or have you forgotten the words that brought me to you, Rupert?”
While the others looked on in thorough confusion, Giles’s brow furrowed. The dangerous gleam in his eyes faded and he whispered softly, his voice joined by Trevor’s.
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(A/N: Thanks to RemityGirl and Nulinka for reviewing. :) Much appreciated. Oh, and to DaniKitten: I forgot to reply before, but no, I don't have a beta. I actually like working without a net. LOL But thanks. More soon. Only 12 chapters to go. :))