Incredible Fic I didn't Write

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Okay, I know that this is a really strange request, but this story 
has been plaguing me for a year. I think that it has an amazing 
beginning and the end could be just as good. So this is my challenge: 
finish this fic.

Title: Devine Intervention
Author: Leigh Kelly (NOT ME)



PART ONE - FORCES OF NATURE 

Willow gently laid down her head on her pillow. She had just come 
from practising spells with Tara . They had attempted a particularly 
difficult spell from a book called 'THE GAIA CODEX'. Needles to say 
they failed, the small explosion, the wall and the splitting headache 
she had, were testament to that. All she wanted now was, some quiet 
time, to rest. <Considering I live on the hell mouth that would be a 
miracle.> 

After a few moments, using several breathing techniques Giles had 
once told her about, she slowly felt herself fall into slumber. ------
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Buffy sat perched on the top of an old tombstone. She was bored. 
Usually Friday nights were her most busy. It was the night she 
patrolled the cemetery, and when a lot of Vamps came out to feed on 
the young party goers. But not tonight. Hopping down she started back 
off around the cemetery for one last sweep before making her way back 
to the collage dorms. ------------------------------ 

Giles and Xandar were working the night away, well Giles was, Xandar 
had crashed out on the Sofa nearly three hours before.<He and Anya 
should really pace there love making or 'Orgasmic Activities' as she 
called it.> He shook his head. Trying to ignore the sound of Spike 
cursing at a contestant on some game show, and went back to his 
books. 

"You stupid ignorant fat arced cow how could you bloody get that 
wrong." Spike raved. Giles would never admit it but part of him kind 
of liked having Spike around. Spike was thoroughly British and Giles 
liked having someone around who understood some of his more homely 
language. He loved Buffy, Willow and Xandar, as if they were his own 
children, if he was honest, but he did dearly miss home and other 
Brits. ------------------------------ 

~KICK~ ~PUNCH~ ~PUNCH~ ~PUNCH~ ~KICK~ 

The eight Vamps that had ambushed Buffy as she got out of the 
cemetery weren't easy novices and had beaten her severely she was on 
the floor breathing heavily and bleeding 'a lot' she thought they 
were just going to beat her and then turn her. Then one of them 
pulled out a gun. < At least I won't be a vamp. > becoming a Vampire 
was her worst nightmare, she would rather die and stay dead. Looking 
down the barrel of the gun Buffy thought what to do. 

She decided to rush the Vamp, she didn't particularly want to, even 
she couldn't survive bullet holes, but it was really her only choice, 
she was alone, unarmed, out numbered and weak from the fight. Just as 
she was about to put her plan, if you could call it a plan, into 
action, a large cat pounced onto the Vamp knocking him to the ground 
and ripped out its throat. With no throat left, the vamp was 
decapitated and it combusted. Buffy watched as the large panther like 
cat, panther was the closest thing she could match it with, except 
this cats coat was reddish instead of black and from what Buffy could 
remember from school this animals ears were more prominent, turned 
and roared at the remaining two vamps. 

They stared at the cat in amazement before turning and running. The 
cat looked at the disappearing vamps, then Buffy, then the vamps 
again, then back to Buffy. It turned and stalked towards Buffy. It 
licked it's lips as it stopped in front of Buffy. She closed her 
eyes, she knew she was easy prey for this animal, she braced her self 
for death. That's why she was surprised when she felt the cat licking 
her wounds, opening her eyes and looking down at the cat she found it 
staring back with obvious happiness in it's eyes. 

Realising she was safe, for now anyway, Buffy got up. With the aid of 
the wall and her new cat friend, who lifted its head for her to lean 
on when she needed Buffy slowly hobbled towards Giles place. He was 
nearer than campus and she wasn't in any particular shape for the 
walk. 

PART TWO - SAFE HOUSE 

Giles went to the door when he heard the knock, he was shocked to 
find a badly beaten Buffy in front of him and terrified when he saw 
the large panther like cat that accompanied her. Helping Buffy to the 
couch, keeping a watchful eye on her feline friend. 

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"And 'it' didn't attack you ?" Giles asked about referring to the 
cat, which Buffy had took to calling 'Blossom', for ease of 
reference. Buffy had just filled Giles in on her patrol. 

"No, in fact 'she' helped me !" Buffy replied stressing the 'she' 
part, she didn't feel right referring to this animal as an 'it'. 'It' 
was a word she reserved for demons. 

"Well I think it best you stay here tonight, you can take my room." 
Giles offered helping his charge, of course he was no longer Buffy's 
watcher, but he still felt responsible for the young slayer. Inside 
his room he sat the wounded slayer on his bed. "As for your friend I 
think..." Giles trailed off as 'Blossom' made herself at home on 
Giles bed with Buffy. 

"I think she likes it right here with me ." Buffy said with a smile 
patting the bed. 

"Well I think it better she slept outside." He went to take her by 
the neck only to be growled at."OR she could stay here with you." 
Giles left Buffy and Blossom alone. 

Buffy pulled off her cloths, the stare of Blossom making her slightly 
self conscious. Buffy had discovered that she felt a lot more 
comfortable in the nude when she had wounds from a fight, in fact she 
quite liked sleeping in the nude full stop. The fact that she shared 
a dorm room with Willow was the only reason she had stopped doing 
just that. 

Buffy climbed under the covers, she was soon joined by her new feline 
friend who crawled right under the covers, from the bottom of the 
bed, her head popping up by Buffy's. 'Blossom' snuggled up close next 
to Buffy purring slightly. 

"Giles won't like you being 'in' his bed." Buffy told 'Blossom'. The 
cat just replied with stronger purring. The truth was Buffy didn't 
want her to leave she found the cats presence very calming, soothing. 
Kind of like an old comfortable familiar blankey. "You really want to 
stay don't you ?" She got an idea. Buffy took a pendant of Saint 
George which she wore around her neck and put it 
around 'Blossom's'. " I now pronounce you my official protector for 
tonight , now Giles can't complain" Buffy said 
to 'Blossom'. 'Blossom' replied with a very cheerful sounding purr 
before snuggling even closer to the slayer. 

Buffy also snuggled closer to 'Blossom' wrapping her arms around the 
feline form, pulling the cat closer to her,' Blossom didn't complain. 
If it wasn't for all the very strange events that had occurred to 
Buffy while living in Sunnydale and on a hellmouth she was sure she 
would find falling asleep with a large wild, panther like, cat odd. 

But she didn't, so while listening and feeling the soothing heart 
beat of the beast lying next to her Buffy gently fell asleep while 
stroking the cat, it's pours placed on her sides. < I can't wait to 
tell Willow about this one.> 

PART THREE - AWAKENING 

Consciousness came to Buffy as the light of the morning sun shone 
through the window. She gently pulled her arms closer pulling the 
sleeping from next to her closer. She felt hair against her nose, 
skin against her skin, arms around her waist. 

<Skin against skin? Arms around waist? That's not right.> 

Nervously Buffy opened her eyes to find , not a large wild, red 
haired sleeping cat, but instead, a red haired, rather naked, 
sleeping Willow. 

<What's Willow doing here?> Buffy theorised that Giles must have 
called her Wicca friend last night and she fell asleep there.< But 
that doesn't explain why she's naked.> It was then the Slayer noticed 
the necklace hanging around Willow's neck. A necklace which she had 
put around the cats neck last night. < Oh my god. Could the cat be 
Willow.> It would explain why the cat seemed somehow familiar to 
Buffy the night before. Also knowing what Buffy knew she knew it was 
possiable. < God, Buffy get a grip of course Willow isn't the cat. > 
Buffy shook her head. <I've been living on the hellmouth for to 
long.> It was then Buffy realised she was till holding on to Willow's 
naked body. Tightly. 

<God she feels nice.> Buffy snuggled closer, resting her hands on 
Willow's derriere, a smile gracing her lips. <My God what am I 
saying, what am I doing.>In panic Buffy quickly unwrapped herself 
from her friend and climbed out of the bed, suddenly realising how 
inappropriate it was having these feelings for her friend. 

She had nothing against homosexuality she just never considered 
herself to be gay, but that didn't bother her, it just confused her a 
lot . What disturbed her was copping a feel of her sleeping friends 
body, in essence taking advantage of her. 

Buffy knew she was attracted to Willow, well in all honesty she was 
in love with Willow. She accepted her feelings the moment she 
realised them, which was during the whole Oz / Varuca fiasco. In fact 
it was the love and jealousy that fuelled her anger that had caused 
her to threaten Oz into leaving. That was the reason Buffy felt so 
responsible for Willow's pain after Oz left, because she was 
responsible. Buffy regretted the moment she realised how much it hurt 
her friend. 

Looking down at the peaceful sleeping beauty that was Willow 
Rosenberg, Buffy was glad Willow had misunderstood her when she had 
said 'I love you' before going to look for Varuca. She knew Willow 
could never love her back, at least not in the same way she love the 
red headed wicca, but she was content with having Willow as her 
friend if that was all she could have. Foe Buffy being allowed to be 
Willows friend was pure heaven. 

Slipping her clothes back on Buffy left the bedroom to look for 
Giles. 

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Buffy padded into the kitchen of Giles apartment, which was where she 
found the ex-watcher cooking what Giles often referred to, as a good 
full English breakfast. What Buffy called it was a sign saying ' I 
want a heart attack '. The plates on the counter were each filled 
with two fried eggs, four sausages, bacon, baked beans and toast. 
<God how can the British eat that in the morning.> 

"Hey Giles." Buffy said stiffling a yawn. 

"Ah, Buffy finally decided to join the land of the living I see." 
Giles smirked at his own little joke, Buffy just glared at 
him. "Yes..well..I called your mother told her what happened, I also 
tried to call Willow at your dorm but I never got an answer....". 

"Giles what do you mean? Willow came here." Buffy interrupted. 

"What do you mean?" Giles asked with confusion. "I've been up all 
night and Willow never came." 

"But I woke up next to Willow. She's in you bed now. If you didn't 
let her in then how..did..she..." Buffy's voice trailed off as she 
remembered her crazy theory as to why her friend was in bed with her 
and naked. 

"What is it?" Giles was worried at the slayers silence. Buffy looked 
at Giles with what looked like shock. 

"Giles I think you had better sit down." 

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So, is anyone brave enough to try to finish this?