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Book: Two Title: Restorations Chapter Two Pairings: KW/KL, W/B, J/G, G/X, J/G/X Crossover: ER, BtVS, XtWP Spoilers: ER: Season 7 & Rumors of 8, BtVS: Season 6, XtWP Season 5 and TLFENH Beta Reader: Scotty Welles Summary: A set of events starts a tidal wave that is unstoppable. Disclaimer: Warner Bros owns ER, Universal own XtWP, and Paramount now owns BtVS otherwise known as the show formally known as WB. <><><><><><><> She hit the courtyard at a run, her feet skidding on the still-damp pavement. She didn't even notice her now-red hand from reaching out to stop her fall. All she could think about was her lack of self-control around her best friend. Six years of friendship, destroyed in only a few seconds. "Willow, wait...!" She shook her head and sped up, squealing in protest as Buffy wrapped her arms around her and lifted her off her feet. She moaned softly at the hot breath against her neck, unable to keep her mind from visualizing what the lips hovering above her pulse was capable of. "I-I have to go," she protested weakly. Buffy lowered her feet back to the ground, but didn't release her hold, pulling Willow tautly into herself until her back was pressed into her friend's chest. One of the hands holding her gently stroked her tender stomach, making it harder to breathe. "Go where?" "H-home. I h-have to go h-home. I promised my mother that I'd call her when we got back, and we're back now, so I thought I should call her. Plus it's almost dark, and being out--" She whimpered as Buffy turned her around to face her, claimed her lips in a searing kiss, stopping her words and numbing her mind. She reluctantly broke the kiss, in a last ditch effort at keeping a grip on her rapidly failing control. "--in Sunnydale at night isn't a good idea," she continued breathlessly. "Otherwise, you might end up fast food for some fanged Spike wannabe, but then again--" Willow sighed into the soft lips against her own, once again silencing her. As Buffy pulled slowly away from the exploring kiss, she gulped at the images she was getting through the bond. "--y-y-you know that, being the Slayer and... Oh, to hell with it." Giving into that evil little voice taunting her with all kinds of delicious ideas of what they could be doing, and talking was.... <><><><><><><> ....the last thing she wanted to do. The surgeon had made it blatantly clear the last time they saw each other just how much she despised and resented Kerry. And while she could understand that the woman was suffering from a combination of hormones and extreme 'protect my family at all costs' mode at the time, it didn't make it any easier to face her now. Kerry could easily convince anyone at anytime that she didn't give a damn about anything. She would simply keep her mask in place and push what she was feeling into the back of her mind. But once she left the ER she lost all control over that room where she kept her emotions locked away, and the door would burst open, making her stagger under the hurt and betrayal she felt. And every morning she'd wake up and relock the door, going back to the ER like a hurt dog waiting to get hit once more. Now, here she was standing outside of Magoo's in a smoldering heat that would send a lizard running, trying to get up the nerve to go inside. She hated feeling weak, and right now, she felt like an invalid. She was almost paralyzed with a deep penetrating fear. Not because Corday had caught her and Kim in an awkward position, not even because she'd seen them naked. She couldn't care less, she believed on some level that anyone rude enough to barge into her office without the consideration to knock first got what they deserved. No, her fear was more basic than that. She admired the feisty surgeon. Elizabeth was everything she'd wanted to be and more. She was tougher than anyone else she knew, but still had an incredibly tender side that drew people to her. She was a career genius, easily making herself a place in the hospital, but could still have a family on the side. Corday was gorgeous, in great shape physically, allowing her the ability to work in the field. Something she'd always loved about her job, but was no longer able to do. The tongue-lashing she'd received from the woman had hurt worse than anything else. The kind of hurt that she only felt one other time in her life, the night that Gabe had lectured her after she had pushed herself too far, too long, nearly costing the life of a patient. And she was scared to death that she was about to be on the receiving end of another round. "Kerry? What on earth are you doing out here?" "Nothing," she said, quickly following the surgeon inside. She carefully looked over the surgeon to gauge her emotions as they sat in a nearby booth. "What did you want to talk to me about?" "I won't apologize for my behavior towards you, just as you won't. However, I do admit that any grievances that I had with you should've been handled in private and not in front of your staff." "I see." She honestly didn't, but decided to say what she needed to in order to get out there, and away from Corday. "Look, Kerry, I don't expect you to want to be friends, but I do want to make sure that we're okay working together." "Elizabeth, I'm fine," she assured the taller woman. "We're both professionals, not high-school students. And I've worked with people who hated me all my life." She forced herself to make eye contact with the surgeon, while every fiber in her being yelled at her to look away. The slight frown that creased Elizabeth's mouth made her increasingly nervous. "Kerry, I don't..." She reached down, surreptitiously hitting the button to make her beeper go off. "I've got to go, they need me in the ER." "Kerry, wait..." <><><><><><><> "...I think we should talk about this." He spun around to glare at the blonde. "No. I am not staying behind like some kind of useless dog. I am a warrior and your Guardian. It's my job. My duty to stand by you guys no matter what, and daggonnit, that's exactly what I'm going to do." He stood there proudly, giving her his most serious look. "Joxer, we're talking about buying a few supplies, not the end of the world." He pouted slightly, shifting uncomfortably in the new shirt Xena had insisted he wear. "I know, but..." "But what?" He inclined his head to the side. "...I guess I'm just feeling a little restless." "Really...?" His pout melded into a panicked look at the predatory look that entered his love's eyes. "Now, Gabby..." He began to back up, hypnotized by the stealthy, stalking movements she made towards him. "Gabby, wait a minute..." <><><><><><><> "...this is a bad, bad idea...Eep!" Her knees hit the bed, and started to scramble backwards on it. Intent on getting away from the overly playful Slayer coming at her. With every step, she could feel the heat in the room jump another degree, creating an overwhelming urge to embrace it. "Come on, Wills, come to Buffy," her friend cooed at her. "I promise not to bite." 'Oh, oh, bad, very bad.' She shook her head 'no' at the Slayer. "Uh-uh. I'm staying over here." She felt a little safer with the bed between them, but not by much. Her heart beat faster at the puppy-dog-eyes the Slayer was baiting her with. "Pretty please with a Slayer on top?" Buffy stuck her bottom lip out in a pout. "I want to cuddle." She slowly backed towards the door. "Uh-huh. Why don't I believe you?" Buffy surged at her... <><><><><><><> ....knocking her back into the instrument tray. "I said, you're hurting him!" She glared at the police officer that had thrown her from the patient like a rag doll. The flare in her hip pushed a hiss from her lips. "Leave the room," she demanded. "Now." The middle-aged cop sneered at her with disdain. Whether it was from a cripple being a doctor, or that the cripple just happened to be a woman, she didn't know, and didn't want to know. She pushed away her pain and stood nose to nose with him, glaring into his hate-filled, white-gray eyes. He shook his head obstinately. "I'm staying right here, little girl." The temperature in the room took a nose-dive. Everyone that wasn't working directly on the patient got out of the way. She vaguely registered Kim standing to the side, looking like she was about to erupt, but smart enough to stand back. "If you don't get your fat, high-cholesterol, male chauvinist ass out of my trauma room, or preferably my ER, then I will shove my crutch so far up your..." Kim spoke up, trying to diffuse the escalating conflict. "Uh, Kerry, I don't think you should..." "Now you listen here, bitch, if you don't learn your place then I'm going to..." "My place?!" Kerry interrupted in a white-hot fury. "Fine, if you're so big on lessons, then I'll give you one hell of a lesson that you won't..." "Kerry..." Kim edged toward the door, waving for the nurses to do the same. Conni was already on the phone, quietly calling for security. "How dare you talk to me like that? Twenty years ago, if a woman had dared talk to a man like that, he'd..." "What? Slap her around, maybe rape her? I think your partner got shot trying to arrest the wrong criminal..." "Oh, I get it. You're one'a them butch dykes..." Kerry's knuckled went white on the crutch's grip and her teeth ground together with primal rage. "I'm going to..." <><><><><><><> "...scream if you don't shut him up!" Xena scowled at him and thrust the wooden stake into his back. He glared through the black dust at Xena.... The darkened temple shone with a black light, making the teeth of the warrior glow eerily. The oxblood armor hugged his huge body. Black, dark hair that hung to his waist was pulled back into a ponytail. A ruby bear decorated the altar and throne. Dark red, almost black, thick blood poured from the roof, down the walls, flooding the temple. Screams echoed through the stone walls, wailing becoming louder with the sounds of death. "Tonight we shall open the way to Hell, freeing our beloved Master once again. By the Blue Moon, we shall know true salvation." He grabbed a young woman with blonde hair, her limp form sagging into him, too weak to stand on her own. "And your Guardian will not be able to do anything about it." Ridges shifted onto his forehead, yellow eyes and teeth blazing as he.... <><><><><><><> ...."NO!!!" Willow snapped back to reality, changing her black Demon eyes back to their normal color. She grabbed her lover and squeezed her, burying her face into... <><><><><><><> ....her neck. "It's okay," Kim shushed her. "Something's making you overreact this way, like that cop. It's not your doing, and it's over now." But she knew better. "Oh goddess, Kim, promise me you'll..." <><><><><><><> "...be careful." "Why? What's..." <><><><><><><> "...wrong?" She dropped her gaze, dreading the words she was going to have to say. "Uh, Buffy? We might be..." <><><><><><><> "...in trouble..." <><><><><><><> "...again." " I signed the release waiver, so feel free to put things in my slot anytime." - Charles Angels. Odo: Madam Ambassodor, I'm not like you. Every sixteen hours I revert to a liqiud. Lwaxana Troi: I can swim. - DS9: The Forsaken. Aeris Jade Orion list mommy: erslash@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx erslash-adult@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx AIM: Aeris Jade ICQ: 51496263 AT&T/Pow-Wow: Jade Pow-Wow Community: Orion Web Site: http://members.fortunecity.com/aerissword/Index.html |