FIC: Stormchaser (17/?)

[Shadow <Shadowlander1@xxxxxxx>]

Title: Stormchaser (17/?)
Author: Shadowlander
Email: Shadowlander1@xxxxxxx
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters commonly associated with
Buffy the Vampire Slayer; they belong to others and are used without
permission. No copyright infringement is intended.
Pairing: Buffy/Willow
Rating: NC-17
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first.

STORMCHASER (17/?)

Willow, why dont you go and make yourself presentable, Megan
suggested with a slight smirk, shaking her head at the large mountain
lion that had closed its green eyes and was leaning into her mates
caress. Just like her brother, you scratch behind her ears and shes
putty in your hands, she thought ruefully.

Opening her eyes, but making no move to break contact with the Slayers
hand, the cat regarded her sister-in-law for a moment, debating the
request. Well not really, she was quite comfortable right where she was
at the moment, thank you very much, and didnt plan on moving anytime in
the near future, unless it was back to her room with her mate so they
can get naked and naughty. Megan is just too weird at times, Willows
cat fumed, her purring increasing as Buffy hit a particular ticklish
spot behind her left ear. Oh yeah right there... why dont Megan just
leave already... we got better things to do?

> > From her spot beside the purring cat, Buffy grinned mischievously at
Megan and her mother, while she continued to scratch Willows furry
head, only mildly jumping when Willow suddenly rolled onto her back and
the Slayer was now scratching a furry chin and throat. Oh no you
dont! Megan cried out, realizing that her young sister-in-law was
firmly into ignore all the noisy humans mode and wasnt about to
listen to anyone but her mate at the moment. Buffy! Dont encourage
her, youre scaring your mother!

With a defeated sign and a roll of her eyes, Alright Wills... might as
well make yourself presentable, she said to the purring furry lump
beside her. We got to get a lock for that door, her annoyed inner
Slayer voice said with a pout.

With an annoyed snort, Willow shape shifted back to her human form,
looking up at her mate with bright green eyes filled with mischief and a
hint of arousal, But Im comfortable right here, she said, just before
a loud thud was heard over by the door. Oops! She added, rising up to
look over her mates body at the form now laying prone on the floor
beside Megan, did I do that?

Hanging her head in defeat, Just like her brother, Megan grumbled,
before crouching down to check on the passed out Joyce.

***********************
Ten Minutes Later 

I cant believe you did that. A voice said out of the darkness as
Joyce Summers drifted back toward consciousness, a cold wet cloth lying
across her eyes and forehead.

Youre the one that wanted me presentable, another voice grumbled, as
whatever Joyce was lying on shifted a bit, by the way... shes awake
now.

Willow, she is a human... not all that used to seeing people change
forms in front of her, Megan tried to explain as she removed the cloth
from her patient. You still with us, Joyce? she asked gently.

Opening her eyes Joyce Summers looked around the room trying to get her
bearings, I s-saw, she began her eyes settling on her daughter who was
sitting up next to her on the bed wrapped in the embrace of a redhead
who was looking sheepish at her.

You saw Willow returning to her human form... something she should have
done in another room so she wouldnt startle you,  Megan explains
sending her sister a dirty look.

Shifting into a more comfortable position, mildly cringing as her soar
ribs protested at the movement, Now Meg... youre the one that wanted
her to change forms, Buffy said in defense of the redhead, not really
seeing what all the fuss was about.

Give it up Megan... youre not going to be able to reason with them,
Marco said from the open door his large frame shaking with suppressed
laughter. You have to forgive Willow... her senses are out of wack at
the moment as a direct result of your daughter, so shes not thinking
all that straight. He tried to explain, wondering just how much he
should tell his future mother-in-law. She is human... no telling how
she is going to react to the news her daughter just took a mate, his
logical side rationalized.

Out of wack? Joyce questioned with an arched eyebrow.

Im like catnip to her, Buffy grinned goofily at her mother, snuggling
closer to the redhead as she started to purr once more.

Er.... yes, Giles acknowledged somewhat awkwardly from beside Marco,
the two men having heard Joyces fall and racing upstairs to see what
the ruckus was all about.

Yuppers... I make my little kitten lose all self control, Buffy added,
leaning her head back and turning her face up at Willow for a quick
kiss, ignoring the others in the room.

Oh gods, Megan said, casting her gaze skyward as if looking for divine
intervention. Theyre in heat... the both of them, she realized
wondering how much more bizarre things would get before Joyce was ready
for commitment in the nearest sanitarium, humans tended to be fragile
things when it came to life-mates and mates going into heat.

Ive meant to speak with you about this privately, Marco said to Joyce
who was staring at the kissing couple with wide eyes. It seems that my
sister and your daughter have mated. He said deciding to bite the
bullet and just come out with everything. Whats the worse that could
happen he thought with a mental shrug, there wasnt anything that could
really be done about a life mating besides accepting and moving on.

Mated? Joyce squeaked, in a high-pitched voice certain she was losing
her mind.

Oh yeah, Buffy said somewhat absently, that big goofy looking grin
rapidly becoming a permanent part of her. Did the deed in the book
cage, she added, turning slightly to tuck her head under Willows chin
before closing her eyes and drifting off, the redheads continuous purrs
having lured her to sleep. Only to be woken up by another thud as
Giles hit the floor in a dead faint. Huh? she questioned sleepily,
shifting to look around the room to find the source of the interruption
in her slumber, even as lightening bolts of pain shot through her
battered body. Whats his problem? she asked once she spotted her
Watcher passed out on the floor beside a laughing Marco who was nearly
rolling on the floor in laughter himself at the moment.

Bringing her mate closer to her, Willow turned her attention to Joyce,
her green eyes studying her new mother, A mom, her cat thought, trying
to get a feel of the concept. Never had one of those before, should be
interesting. She decided, trying to let her new mother know that she
would always protect her life-mate to the very last. After all nothing
was more important to a Brahan than family, they defended their own to
the death and beyond at times and she would be no different, nothing
touched her life-mate or her new extended family without a fight.

Joyce returned the direct gaze of the little redhead cradling her
daughter to her, trying to keep her own thoughts and emotions under
control, her gut instincts warring with her rational side. Calm
down... think this through, she ordered herself; remembering what
happened when she first learned about Buffys slaying activities. It
was kind of hard to ignore such things when your daughter kills a large
hairy and smelly demon on your front lawn in full view of god and
everybody. I think we need to have a long talk, she said after a long
pause, choosing rationality to gut instinct, they would find a way to
deal with this mating thing, she wasnt going to lose her daughter, not
now not ever.

End Part Seventeen.


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Vampire Teddy Bear and Flying Fox {Fruit Bat} of the Woods Outback. The
Big Bad and Little Comma. Mistress of Mischief... Corrupter of the
Innocent. Torment of Quindolyn. Founding Member of the Get Willow and
Buffy Naked Society. GWBNS - Hey, it's a way of life. Dark Mistress of
Weird... be afraid, be very afraid. Yang to Alex's Yin.