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Vivia's Book: Dove's Feather (PG13)

Letters from a fireproof bunker with lots of running water to hand. Well, ever so well done Morag and co. We'll be staying in here till the earth cools down a bit. With our milk and honey and, erm, acorns and fungi. We'll be just fine. See you later! (*whispering* Vivia, sweetie? I think the earth still needs a little balancing, don't you? Shall we crack on with this spell regardless?)

And it was so.

Dove's Feather
Spike/Buffy, Willow, PG13
Not so much with the angst this time.

Willow's lashes flickered against her cheek, feathery dark. Buffy watched, wondering what came next. Willow asleep was okay. Not bleeding and crying, not apologising for spellbinding Buffy's lover to herself, in a weird symbiosis that left neither of them quite living, and neither of them quite dead.

"You're sure she can't read your mind," she said, again.

"Still as sure as I can be, which isn't," Spike responded. Failing to comfort. Darn him. "I can't read her. Didn't have a clue we were linked. But then, I'm not one for mind games, and I wouldn't say the same about Red, would you?"

No. Definitely no. Buffy rubbed the space between her eyebrows, feeling it tighten with tension. "But- But she's been okay, ever since the spell. I mean, it seemed like today she flipped out, like something took her by surprise. It's not like she's been kaplooey ever since she fixed you. I-" She stopped. "I don't know."

But Spike was nodding. "Yeah. Sounds right. I thought she was weird yesterday. Must've worked some mojo or twigged something wasn't how she thought."

"Are you okay?" Because, belatedly, Buffy realised it probably wasn't awesome to discover you're mystically linked to a witch who's your girlfriend's bestie.

Shrug. "Don't know. If Willow kills herself and that kills me, I won't be okay at all. No idea if it even works like that, though. Right now, I'm fine. Might be we're each other's route to immortality, but I can't see hanging about with Ms Rosenberg for eternity, really. Not without you about, anyway."

Okay, she had just maybe been a little jealous, until those words. Big honking magic connections? Not like Buffy had access to those.

"So what do we do?"

"Love," said Spike, wearily. "I've got no fucking clue. Neither have you. Let's make it someone else's problem, hmm?"

Which was such a good and obvious idea, Buffy boggled a little at how she hadn't already thought it. Maybe the stresses of near-dead-Spike, and near-undead-Spike, not to mention the distractions of near-not-dead-Spike's exciting new sensual journeys had got in the way of the whole strategic planning thing. Maybe. "Giles?"

"Yep. And some witches. Lots of witches. Let's let'em work it out."

"Okay, I'll go book flights. Oh crap."

"Yep. Still flammable. You take Red. I'll find a ship, join you in autumn." From cheerful practicality, he sounded suddenly gloomy.

"Or-" Willow's lashes opened, clear green Willow-eyes still underneath. Very clear, for someone supposedly unconscious till this second. Hmm. But she wasn't screaming, so, progress. "Or I could just take us there. Two shakes of a dove's feather."

They looked at her. Silent.

"I know. Only when I reeeeeally need the magicks, right? But come on. This could be important." She blinked again, all sweetly innocent, and it was hard to remember this was the terrified, blood-draining Willow of the dark hours. But Buffy did remember it, and she really didn't want to deal with that again without magical backup. So.

Willow swept the three up, 5000 miles gone in a few twinkling blinks.

Buffy looked over at Spike, surprised by a near-smile. "You're happy because we're going to rainy old England and you can sit outside and not catch fire?"

He grinned. "Obviously. Also, the witch is making with the hardcore mojo, and I can't feel a thing through our amazing mystical connection. Which is a relief. I'm pretty sure she hasn't been eavesdropping on us fucking, in case you were worried."

It's important, during lengthy teleportation, not to distract the witch by gross and disgusting comments mid-flight. But Willow caught them before anyone hit the ground, and Spike apologised, after.



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Oct. 25th, 2013 11:25 pm (UTC)
ROFLMAO Love this. I'll catch up on went before when I get a chance. Just taking a little break with my laptop for now.
Oct. 26th, 2013 09:41 pm (UTC)
Heh. It looks like a lot, but really not - probably 2000 words in total. Fun to write fragments though!
Oct. 25th, 2013 11:43 pm (UTC)
I still feel a nightmare coming on. But oh my is this an intriguing series.

Oct. 26th, 2013 09:41 pm (UTC)
*handwavy* Up to a point?
Oct. 25th, 2013 11:46 pm (UTC)
How do you go from such darkness and angst to something almost light-hearted like this? *bows down*

Oct. 26th, 2013 09:41 pm (UTC)
Heh. I have good source material. Thanks!
Oct. 25th, 2013 11:57 pm (UTC)
:snort: Lovely!

And you are of course right that the earth still needs balancing, especially with that dragon stomping all over everything.

Still working on the fanmix.
Oct. 26th, 2013 09:42 pm (UTC)
Word. Though it does feel as though the weather gods may be making some kind of anti-dragon statement. Which is awfully sweet of them.
Oct. 26th, 2013 01:38 am (UTC)
Aiieeeeeeee.... almost splat. LOL

Very nice. And you answered my concerns over how Buffy felt about all this. Yay!
Oct. 26th, 2013 09:42 pm (UTC)
Hee! Well, we can't be all angst all the time, right?
Oct. 29th, 2013 07:58 pm (UTC)
*snorfle* A bit of light heartedness is always nice in the middle of angst.
Nov. 3rd, 2013 11:38 pm (UTC)
Excellent addition to the series.
Nov. 7th, 2013 10:33 pm (UTC)
Hee! this is fun; and you're right. Much lighter in tone!

"Love," said Spike, wearily. "I've got no fucking clue. Neither have you. Let's make it someone else's problem, hmm?"

Good idea, Spike!

It's important, during lengthy teleportation, not to distract the witch by gross and disgusting comments mid-flight. But Willow caught them before anyone hit the ground, and Spike apologised, after.

Hee! And maybe not such a good idea, Spike!
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