FIC: BtVS 2117 (Section 1.9)

["cilia" <cilia@xxxxxxxxx>]

Hey all!
It's here: The End of BtVS 2117 Phase 1, so read on. At the end of the
story there's a character profile, now there are some blanks regarding both
Spike and Buffy and if you all could help me fill in the blanks, or point
out any mistakes. I would be grateful. I'm planning on adding to the
profiles, but I want to get the facts right first.
Now as for upcoming stories, I plan on continuing this one into Phase 2
(Sections 2.0 through 2.9) or at least until my finals (they start on May
the 2st BTW). Starting with the hangover from hell as the team find
themselves in danger mere hours after their battle with the Primal One, then
dates and bonding trips will follow starting most likely with Zoëga and
Angel, so in Phase 2 I pretty much planning on exploring the characters and
building relationships.
Cilia


BtVS 2117
Cilia

Section 1.9

They returned to the Rosenberg mansion. There was quick meeting where Buffy
and Spike graduated the team and then they split up in order to take bath
and maybe to try and catch a few hours of sleep. Spike had promised Willow
that they would talk after they had gotten some sleep and Hope didn't look
too happy with Spike staying the night.

"Angel wait up," Zoëga called as he ran after the winged woman.
"What do you want Zoëga?" she asked as she turned around with
the talon gauntlets in her hand.
"Is there any way that I can assure I won't ever enter your
mind?" he asked calmly.
"No!" she stated flatly.
"Look if we're going to function as a team we need to trust each
other," he stated with a maturity that betrayed is youthful features.
"Listen Zoëga I don't trust you, hell I barely tolerate you,"
Angel stated.
"You don't trust anyone," he stated in the same calm voice.
The talons fell to the floor and Zoëga found himself slammed against the
wall and Angel's was fist curled up ready to strike.
"Go ahead hit me," he stated his voice never faltering, "I won't
stop you."
Angel stared at him, his firm set jaw and the cold emotionless eyes. She
hadn't really noticed before, but they were red.. Then he blinked her. She
started laughing, hard.
"I didn't expect that," he stated and changed to that of the young man he
really was.
"I envy you Zoëga," she said after she was done laughing.
"Could have fooled me," he said as she picked up the talons.
"So you don't dislike me?" he asked hopefully.
"No I don't dislike you Zoëga you're a cute kid and after all
you did save our collective butts tonight," she stated, kissed his cheek and
walked away.
"I'm cute," he stated with huge grin.
"And Zoëga." Angel stated and turned.
"Yes," he asked.
"That date you were planning on asking me on, lets talk about it
later okay," she said with a smile.
There was a weak okay as Angel turned around and smiled to herself. Granted
he was younger, but something about that calm demeanor and his past made her
feel like they had something in common. Plus he was kinda cute.

Spike looked around the hallway and grinned.
"You're lousy at following people Hope," he stated.
"I wasn't really trying," Hope answered as she stepped around
the corner.
"Not tired?" he asked.
"Not really, never needed much sleep anyway," she answered with
a giggle.
"You found the bar didn't you?" he asked.
"Yep," she answered with a hic.
"Well so did I," Spike said and produced a bottle of scotch.
"Care to join me, it's never fun drinking alone."

Willow felt the tension ease from her body as she sank into the hot water.
To be or not to be. That's the question. She'd never felt interested in boys
nor girls. Her life for the past nineteen years had been research and
reading and of course building the quantum duplicator. Maybe she should
explore a relationship with Buffy, falling in love wasn't the worst thing
that could happen and sex was an interesting idea. Her mind replayed the
kiss in the cemetery and her skin tingled.

Buffy folded the black bodysuit and placed it in a drawer. She wasn't mad at
anyone for bringing her here to this place. She lifted up the wristbands and
smiled, useful and no more need for hidden stakes in uncomfortable places.
She placed then on her nightstand. You can never be too careful. She wanted
to look in on Willow Rose, but there was something else she had to do first.
"G.I.L.E.S were is Willow Rosenberg buried?" she asked.
"Her ashes are here in the mansions chapel," he answered.
"Can you show me?" she asked as she pulled a robed around her.
"Of course."
Buffy stood in front of a golden shield embedded in the chapel wall. It had
pictured of Willow engraved on it.
"Hey Wills it's me Buffy," she said as she stroked the picture.
"I need some help and you were always really good at that sort
of thing. You see I'm having a bit of problem here. I want to get smooches
from your great-granddaughter. I mean how sick is that," she said a smiled..
"I'm sorry my other self never told you that she loved you and I
hope that Spike took good care of you." Tears ran down Buffy's cheeks.
"Buffy?" a soft voice asked.
"Oh hey Willow," she said as she wiped the tears away.
"Why are you crying?" Willow asked.
"Just memories," Buffy answered and sat down.
"I miss her too," Willow said and placed a hand over Buffy's.
"So how long have you been standing there?" Buffy asked.
"Since: I want to get smooches," Willow answered and blushed.
"Well do?" Buffy asked.
"Want what?"
Buffy smiled as Willow blushed more and looked away.
"I'll just stop now," Buffy said with a grin and stood up.
"Buffy?"
"Yes Wills,"
"Would it be alright if I kissed you goodnight?" Willow asked.
"Yes, but."
"But."
"Not here," Buffy said and motioned to the shield. Willow nodded
and stood up. They found themselves standing outside Willow's room. Willow
reached up to stroke Buffy's cheek, her hand was trembling.
"You don't have do to this," Buffy said.
"Yes, I have to be sure." Willow said as she brought her face
closer.
"There's no rush," Buffy said.
"Who's rushing?" Willow asked as she brushed her lips over Buffy
's.
The kiss was short and nothing like the one in the cemetery, but it was
nice. It was beginning.
"Good night Buffy," Willow said as she pulled away.
"Good night Wills," Buffy said and kissed her cheek.

End of Phase I


Character Profiles:

Buffy
Full name: Elisabeth Anne Summers
Occupation: Vampire Slayer, Student.
Base of Operations: Rosenberg Mansion, Sunnydale CA
Age: 19
Year of Birth: 1981
Ht: ???
Wt: ???
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Blond
Powers/Abilities: Enhanced strength, speed and stamina and the ability to
sense the presence of demons.

Willow
Full Name: Willow Danielle Rose
Occupation: Researcher, Adventurer
Base of Operations: Rosenberg Mansion, Sunnydale CA
Age: 19
Year of Birth: 2098
Ht: 5"8
Wt: 120 lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Red
Powers/Abilities: Highly intelligent and the ability create and direct magic
energies

Angel
Full Name: Unknown
Occupation: Adventurer
Base of Operations: Rosenberg Mansion, Sunnydale CA
Age: 23
Year of Birth: 2094
Ht: 6"1
Wt: 100 lbs (due to hollow bones)
Eyes: Black
Hair: Platinum white
Powers/Abilities: Enhanced strength, speed and stamina and flight via wings.

Zoëga
Full Name: Stefan Zoëga
Occupation: Student
Base of Operations: Rosenberg Mansion, Sunnydale CA
Age: 17
Year of Birth: 2100
Ht: 5"8
Wt: 145
Eyes: Red
Hair: Black
Powers/Abilities: Telepathy and spell casting.


Hope
Full Name: Hope Giles
Occupation: Researcher
Base of Operations: Rosenberg Mansion, Sunnydale CA
Age: 20
Year of Birth: 2097
Ht: 5"5
Wt: 107
Eyes: Jade
Hair: Black
Powers/Abilities: High intelligence, the ability to read the words of the
Codex and spell casting

Spike
Full Name: William Spike
Occupation: Guardian of Earth
Base of Operations: Worldwide
Age: 300+
Year of Birth: Unknown
Ht: ???
Wt: ???
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black
Powers/Abilities: Highly enhanced strength, speed and stamina, spell casting
and wielder of the Light of Hope.

G.I.L.E.S.
Full Designation: Genetic Isolinear Lifeform Emulating Sphere
Age: Unknown
Year of activation: Unknown.
Ht: 1"0
Wt: 10 lbs
Powers/Abilities: Spell casting