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Category Archives: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel
Revello Drive, Sunnydale, CA
Angel stood outside 1630 Revello Drive, and sighed. The house looked undisturbed, either the demons had not known were Buffy lived. It may have only been him and Spike who had made the connection. Spike. Who had died with Buffy as well, killed by of all things a hell portal.
It had taken the entire gang, even little Dawn. And somehow he felt it was better that way. He did not think they could survive without each other. The Scoobies had become a family closer than blood. To lose one would most likely shatter the rest.
He walked up to the door pushing it open and stepping inside easily. Even without his invitation he would have gotten in. They were all gone, Joyce has been first, and had at least had not needed to outlive her daughters.
Wolfram and Hart Sunnydale offices
Lilah Morgan entered the Sunnydale branch of the Wolfram and Hart offices and shook her head. The firm had never had a presence on the hellmouth due to some bargain that the former Mayor had enacted. Two years ago they had decided to go scouting, the team had never returned.
But now with Angel, moving back to Sunnydale it was her duty to keep the Partners interest in Angel close. She would need to see if there were any major players in the town now that the Slayer and her entire team had been taken out by a hell god. Sadly not before killing said hell god.
Title: Those Left Behind 1/?
Author: Blue Gold
Parings: Fred/Wesley, more possible
Fandoms: a dash of Herc/Xena, BTVS, Angel
Disclaimer: Don’t own it.
Summary: The Powers that Be sent the scoobies to the far corners of the multi verse. But there is still a hell mouth and it still needs guarding.
Author’s notes: Companion piece to Those Darn Kids. Though you don’t need to read that to under stand this.
“He’s been gone three months guys,” Cordelia said as she, Wesley, and Gunn entered the hotel. The latter carrying grime covered weapons. “And this place isn’t called, Cordelia Investigations.”
“He will return when he’s ready,” Wesley said.
“Yeah, he lost the love of his life and all that,” Gunn said.
Lines from Supernatural 2-11 Hunted taken from: twiz tv.com script transcript
Invisible Tea and Snipers
Willow picked at the food on her plate, spring was about to begin and she had been found out a few weeks before. She had assumed, they would get over it, but it had happened right after Draco had tried to get them in trouble with the dragon and that had just made things worse.
Ron blamed her for Draco finding out, claiming she was a Slytherin spy. Hermione and Harry had been more upset that they had been lied to. But either way she had become on the outs with them all.
“Come on Spike,” Dawn nagged the vampire who was completely covered in a black robe similar to a Burqa complete with UV filtering face mesh. While he could move about in direct sunlight he could not risk accidental contact with his skin, he had no desire to burst into flames.
“I do not look like bloody Darth Vader,” Spike snapped and Dawn rolled her eyes.
“So who’s picking us up?” Buffy asked as she appeared at his side dragging her luggage; Oz close behind with Dawn’s his own duffel tossed over his shoulder.
As per usual the moment the class let out most of the Gryffindors fled. Though Hermione did pause to look at Willow who smiled and waved her on to where Ron and Harry were waiting just outside the room as if it was safer from Snape.
Willow glanced at the professor who was clearing the board and wondered how she could put this. She noticed the Slytherins that had lagged behind as well and she knew Draco and Anya would back her and felt a little stronger when Anya smiled nodding at her.
A/N: Spoilers…Season 2 of Supernatural focused on Hunted and All Hell Breaks Lose Pt 1 & 2.
HP: books 1-6 with random non crucial things pulled from DH. IE if you haven’t read DH you won’t know I didn’t make it up. Heck I made some of it up before I read DH and turned out to be right. AB: Post Danse Macabre, pre Harlequin. And honestly this only matters in relationship to lovers, and the sweet mother.
Troll!!!! In St. Louis
“Spike I have nothing to wear to St. Louis.”
Said vampire arched a scarred brow looking at Dawn who shrugged and plopped down beside him on the couch. She had a small bag of cookies and offered one to the vampire who took a bite. He wiggled his fingers over the cookies and she shook her head with sigh. Buffy was lost within her walk in closet which was larger than some apartments. To make matters worse she had two. One for clothes the other for shoes.