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Thanks dude. > > looks good. i am at an internet kiosk in a hotel in canada and have > one minute left and no more cash so that's all i'll say bye. > > Nathan Campbell > NathanCampbell@xxxxxxxxxxxx > > When sun sprays the earth > with straight-falling flames, > a cricket rubs his wings, > scraping up thin sweet song. > -Sappho > > > aerisjade@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx wrote: > > > > > Title: The Light In Her Eyes (a sequel to "Purgatory") > > Chapter: Two/Two > > Rating: PG-16 > > Pairing: Willow/Buffy > > Spoilers: Yep, anything is up for grabs > > Timeline: Before Adam > > Beta Reader: Scotty ' Hot Lips ' Welles > > > > Disclaimer: Not mine....yet > > > > ------------ > > > > The hollowed-out halls of the compound were burnt, scorched beyond > > recognition. With silent steps, she entered what was left of the main > > office. The computers lay scattered across what was left of the tiled > > floor, smashed into thousands of pieces. The carved wooden desk was > > splintered and cracked. The filing cabinets were bent and ash-stained. > > > > > > Making her way to the cabinet that the torn cards read Hostiles 60-70, > > she braced her foot against the wall and yanked hard. Her muscles > > strained impossibly, the veins in her neck appearing against her pale > > skin. The drawer let out a long, metallic groan as it gave way. > > > > She nervously shifted through the torn files, until she found the file > > for Hostile 63. She flinched at the idea of being reduced to a number. > > A tired sigh left her lips as she opened the dreaded thing, her eyes > > scanning the neat computer printouts. Results of tests, findings of > > her DNA compared to that of a normal human's. > > > > Tucking the file into her backpack, she began to walk around the > > compound. Just looking, remembering, and dealing with the ghosts that > > she felt in every room that she entered. 'Goddess, would they have > > gone after Buffy next?' > > > > She sighed at the thought of her blonde friend. When she got back she > > was going to be in for it, using a sleeping spell on a Slayer was not a > > good idea, but then again nothing seemed like a good idea to her > > anymore. > > > > > > ------------ > > > > > > Right, left, right, left, turn. > > > > Where the hell was she? She glared for the hundredth time at the door, > > expecting it to open anytime now. She was furious...no, she was beyond > > furious. She was on the verge of white-hot, boiling rage. Her > > muscles, tensed to the point of pain, were wound up so tight she was > > ready to spring. > > > > That...that...errrr. Willow, her Willow, her best friend and > > confidant. The one person in this entire world that she depended on > > and trusted without any doubt had used some sort of sleeping spell on > > her. She'd woken up, half off her bed at 1:02 A.M. to find her gone. > > > > So what if she swore she'd stop following her around like an > > over-anxious puppy dog? So what if she had no intention to keep her > > promise? So what if she had bribed Spike into talking to her? Or that > > she hadn't left her friend alone for long since they'd rescued her? > > > > Left, right, left, right, left...turn. > > > > She had absolutely, positively, no right to do that. Damn her anyway. > > What the hell did she think she was doing running off alone in the > > middle of the night? In Sunnydale, no less. There were all kinds of > > bad, fanged evil things out there, just waiting for someone to snack > > on. > > > > Just because she was a witch didn't mean she was invincible. Did she > > honestly believe that her abilities would get her out of any situation? > > It didn't stop that bastard Riley, did it? No. In fact it was her > > stupid powers' fault that she got caught in the first place. After > > all, if she hadn't been playing around with magic then the Initiative > > wouldn't have wanted her, now would they? > > > > Then again, if she didn't dabble in magic, Angel would be soulless, and > > they would've ended up dead -- or worse -- on a number of occasions. > > Damn. > > > > Right, left, right, left, right, turn. > > > > Hostile 63. How could anybody believe that sweet innocent Willow was > > hostile? Okay, so the redhead wasn't all that innocent, but she was > > sweet, and self-sacrificing. Hostile 63. Did they really believe that > > someone like Willow could be a demon? How could they even think that? > > If they weren't already dead she would... No, let's not go there. > > > > Left, right, left, right, left, and turn. > > > > She growled angrily and scowled at the door. > > > > Where the hell could she have gone? She'd spent the last two hours > > searching every cemetery in Sunnydale. Finally, coming back here > > thinking that she'd come back already. But was she? No. Why did she > > have to be so damned stubborn? > > > > Couldn't she see what her pain was doing to her? The silence that met > > her everyday, the cold, measured eyes that used to hold so much life > > and love. Why couldn't she understand what it was like for her? > > > > She spun around, mid-pace, and stared at the redhead trying to slip > > softly into the dorm room. Her anger and worry evaporated into relief. > > Immediately, she grabbed the young wiccan and searched her thoroughly > > for any signs of injury, pain, bruises, bumps, poison oak, rheumatism. > > > > > > "Stop that." > > > > She pushed her friend onto her bed, sitting next to her, still > > searching her for...something. "Where have you been? Do you have any > > idea how worried I've been? What the hell were you thinking using a > > spell on me? What if I was needed and hadn't woken up? Are you > > okay...?" > > > > "The compound, yes, I had no choice, you would have, and yes. Does > > that cover everything or do you want to take my vital signs too?" > > > > For a brief instant, she was tempted to do just that, maybe throw in a > > complete physical to be safe. But from the look of Willow's face she > > didn't think she'd appreciate the gesture too much. Still... > > > > The redhead got up and grabbed her pajamas, heading for the door and > > most likely to the dorm floor's shower. > > > > Her mind wrapped around the girl's answers, coming back to one thing. > > "Just what were you doing at the compound?" > > > > A frustrated sigh left the witch as she turned sharp, cold eyes on her. > > "I was necking with Dru." > > > > She held back the instinct that was telling...that was demanding she > > check Willow's neck again. Instead she focused on her anger. "That > > isn't funny. You could've been..." > > > > "What? Hurt, maybe tortured or experimented on?" Willow's raw > > emotions hit her hard. "Been there, done that, bored now." > > > > She winced as the dorm room door slammed shut behind the retreating > > witch. "Oh god, it must be bad, for her to be channeling evil Willow." > > > > > > > > ------------ > > > > The scalding hot water poured down her red skin. She shuddered > > slightly, feeling an onset of goose bumps sending waves of chills > > throughout her body. Numbly, she turned the water even hotter, > > pressing her hands hard against the horrid colored tile wall. > > > > Her head was bowed so the water would run over her, engulfing her in > > waterfall. The chills gradually left, warming her cold body, but > > leaving the deep chill in her bones untouched. She closed her eyes so > > she wouldn't have to see her own body, yet behind her lids she could > > still see it. > > > > Raw pain tore at her as her tears mingled with the water flowing around > > her. The nightmares never seemed to stop for her, day or night, awake > > or sleeping, they were there haunting her, reminding her, demanding her > > attention. > > > > Blame was there, every time she saw her friends, especially Buffy. She > > brought that bastard into their circle, she insisted that he could be > > trusted, and the others had accepted that. No background checks, no > > doubts, no questions. Just accept and move on. > > > > "Willow? I'm sorry I was angry before." The voice came from just > > outside the shower, trying to be soft and tender and yet still be heard > > above the spraying water. > > > > Rage grabbed her heart, telling her not to trust this woman she once > > called her friend. The reluctant hand that touched her shoulder caused > > something to snap inside herself. > > > > The voice came closer as Buffy ventured inside. "I just want to make > > sure you're all ri--" > > > > Spinning to the concerned Slayer she grabbed her and slammed her into > > the wall. "No, I'm NOT ALL RIGHT! Because of YOU!!" > > > > The blonde's thin workout clothes were quickly soaked through as her > > eyes widened, but she made no move to break free. > > > > "You brought him to us!" Willow screamed at her, "You led him right to > > me! I trusted you, I loved you, and you fed me to them!!" She wanted > > to jerk the Slayer away from the wall and smash her back into it, or > > through it, but her strength failed her as the trembling began. > > > > "I know, and I'm so sorry," came the quiet reply, Buffy's voice also > > trembling. "I'd do anything to make it better, I'd rip my own heart > > out if it could undo what's happened to you, I swear." Her body > > language declared that she'd accept any abuse Willow could heap on her > > in penitence. > > > > Looking into those eyes that seemed to mirror her own soul, Willow felt > > the barriers within herself crack, like the mirror she'd punched her > > way through to freedom, then crumble and shatter. She let out a moan > > of deep-seated pain and horror and collapsed, sobbing against her > > friend. > > > > Buffy held the naked young woman close against herself, trying to > > shield her, shelter and comfort her. Wanting to hold the torn and > > ravaged body and spirit together, erasing the scars and wounds no > > matter how deep they ran. They sank to the shower floor together, > > coiled together like twins in the womb. > > > > The sobs and wails seemed to go on forever, long after the hot water > > ran out, but neither one moved. When they finally subsided, Buffy > > could feel the guarded tension finally abate in her friend's body. > > > > "I'm here, Wills," she whispered. "You're my best friend and I love > > you. Please, please let me in, let me help you..." > > > > Willow's eyes rose, met hers. Like a break in the storm clouds, she > > could see through the rage and hurt to the beautiful spirit she knew > > and loved. Like the sun's rays, there was a first glimmer of the light > > returning. The light in her eyes. > > > > "I need you," the young witch whispered, pulling her closer. Buffy > > tightened her grip, ready to give whatever Willow needed, be whatever > > she needed. > > > > Her demanding lips covered her friend's willing body, blending together > > in a desperate attempt to exorcise her demons. > > > > > > ------------ > > > > > > She pulled the unhealthily thin redhead tighter against her, burying > > her face into the back of her neck. It hadn't been a lot, but the > > simple smile Willow had given her had made her heart soar. It was more > > of a start than she could've asked for. > > > > She suddenly knew that everything would be okay. It would just take > > time and patience. > > > > Something she was willing to find for her friend and lover. > > > > > > > > > > > > " 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 > > > > > > ------------------------ Yahoo! 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