FIC: FIC: Through Thick and Thin (Chapter 3: Return to the Beginning)

["cilia" <cilia@xxxxxxxxx>]

Hello all...

Now this is the naughtier version, there is a small graphic scene at the
end, I just wanted to see if you could do it.
Otherwise expect the following

1. A new Character introduced
2. Lot of talk in this chapter
3. Faith and Giles run into trouble
4. Al'x and Stjar'a are in the shadows

Stefan Cilia

Through Thick and Thin
By: Cilia

Chapter 3: Return to the Beginning

"It wasn't there." Spike said as they drove out of London.
"So who's this friend of yours?" Willow asked as Buffy studied the pentagram
that Spike had taken.
"Czar, a real nice fellow, well demon actually." Spike said.
"What?" Buffy asked absentmindedly.
"A demon, well he's half demon."
"But he's one of the good guys right?" Willow asked.
"Well neutral is closer to the truth."
"I'm seeing some resemblances between this and the disk symbols." Buffy said
as she pulled the disk out.
"See the elemental symbols." She pointed at the four triangles on the disk.
"Their hidden within the points of the pentagram."
"We're here." Spike said as he stopped the car.
"Always with the warehouses." Willow muttered.
"Actually this was a factory." Spike said.
"Even better." Buffy commented.

"Czar you home." Spike called out as they walked between rusting machinery.
"William how nice to see you again." Came from above, the voice was smooth
like silk.
"Get down from there will ya." Spike said and pointed his flashlight up.
Were the owner of the voice hung like a bat.
"If you wish." He said and glided down spreading large leathery wings. He
landed gracefully in front of them.
He was an impressive sight, standing close to seven feet with dark blue skin
and a long white hair. His wings folded against his back ended at his knees.
He wore normal clothes, a white shirt and black jeans, but his hands where
large with impressive claws, his face was long, with high cheekbones and
high forehead, his eyes were red and fangs were clearly visible.
"What has it been a hundred?" Spike asked.
"More like hundred and fifty." Czar answered.
"Who are your friends?" He then asked.
"This is Elisabeth the current Slayer and her lover Willow."
"That's an understatement if I've ever heard one William." Czar said after
he'd looked the two women over.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." He said with a small bow towards Buffy and
Willow.
"So William what brings you here."
"This!" Spike said and handed him the pentagram and the disk.
"I've been trying to translate the glyphs." Buffy said as Czar looked the
disk over.
"We were hoping you could help." Willow said.
Czar looked up.
"That I can. Now this..." He said and held up the pentagram. "Is the symbol
of rather nasty cult and their rather new to the game, but I've heard that
they're on the rise." He said.
"They were looking for something at the Museum but it wasn't there." Spike
explained.
"Now this is much more interesting." Czar said and held up the disk. "It's a
map."
"A what?"
"A map that leads to the first clue."
"You can read the glyphs?" Buffy asked.
"Of course." He said with a smirk.
"What do they say."
"Return to the beginning of your journey" He answered.
"What beginning?" Willow asked.
"Depends on how you look at it." Czar answered.
"It's a prophecy." Spike stated.
"So we should go back to."
"Sunnydale." Willow finished.
"We could use your help Czar." Spike said.
"I would be honored, life around here has been rather dull lately."
"Aren't we forgetting something." Buffy stated.
"What?" Both Spike and Czar asked.
"His rather. awkward appearance." Blank looks from Spike, Willow and Czar.
"Seven feet of blue demon, the large leathery wings. Oh never mind." Buffy
shouted finally, throwing her hands in the air.
"I like her." Czar stated.

"Well this is inconspicuous." Buffy muttered.
"What you mean?" Spike asked innocently.
"Spike. Willow and the demon are flying above the car."
"And?"

"So Czar how did you meet Spike?" Willow asked as she glided across the sky
alongside the blue skinned demon, her eyes glowing slightly. She was glad
that she'd forgone the cloak. She didn't usually fly like this, but being
Willow she didn't want to deny Czar companionship on the trip.
"Well we weren't always friends if that's what you're asking." He said.
"You guys fought then."
"Back in 1847, he came and started to wreck havoc."
"And you stopped him right."
"We fought of course, but in the end I took him up to about ten thousand
feet and calmly explained the situation to him."
"You saw the potential in him didn't you?" Willow asked.
"You're very perspective for someone so young and yes I did."
"Did you tell him."
"I tried to, but he wouldn't hear it."
"He worked out okay though didn't he?" Willow asked hopefully.
"That he did, but I sometime wish that I'd done more."
"You could have saved many lives, that's true, but those lives he's taken
make Spike what he is. If he hadn't done all that, he wouldn't know what he
does now. He's knows evil first hand and that will help him on the road
ahead." Willow explained.
"I feel no remorse, still my human heart nags at be sometimes. But what's
past is past, now tell me kind wicca, how did you fall in with the fair
Slayer."
"Now you're just sweet talking me, not that you have to."
"So you'll tell me?"
"Come on lets fly ahead, it's better if we sit down for this." Willow said
and her eyes flared as she increased her speed.
"It's really silly when I look back at is." She explained as they sat at the
side of the road.
"I wanted to get away from everything, I was afraid of hurting my friends.
Still Buffy came looking for me and it was during a time when I had little
control over my powers. I hurt her, but she didn't run away, she came back
and we fell in love, or rather realized what had been there for a long time.
Then I left again."
"Why, I may only be a half human, but I understand that true love is
something very rare."
"I needed time to learn and love is also about trust and Buffy trusted me.
Then a year past and in that time I realized how much I truly needed and
loved her. Then she came to see me in Rome a couple of days ago and it's
been a roller-coaster ride since then."
"Marriage?" Czar asked.
"Someday I hope." Willow said with a shy smile as the car speeded passed
them
"It'll be dawn soon so we better get going." Czar said as he spread his
wings.
"You don't turn into stone or anything like that do you." Willow asked
worriedly.
"No, it's just that a seven foot tall blue skinned demon with wings in
daylight may look a tad suspicious."
"And it is not when exactly?"

* * * * *

"Who are they?" Stjar'a asked Al'x as they stood in the shadows, watching
two persons, a woman and a man walked through a cemetery.
"Her name is Faith and he's Rupert Giles." He said as he moved to follow.
"I see a powerful aura around both of them." She stated.
"What are their colors?" Al'x asked.
"Well the girl's is a warrior's green, but it's dark, then there's a strange
red tinge around her core."
"And Giles?"
"He's an enigma, his is gray, but then there is some green, gold and brown
and just a fraction of mage blue.
"Scholar, warrior, priest, healer and mage." Al'x counted of.
"That just can't be no one is so instinctively conflicting."
"Remember what was said when the elders first saw me?" He asked.
"How could I forget, their collective jaws were on the floor."
"You should not be. Was what they said if I remember correctly."
"Of course, there was nothing to see, just a white light. A unwritten page."
"Come let's follow." He said as they moved on.

* * * * *

"So you've been busy." Faith stated as she and Giles walked through the
cemetery.
He'd been in town for two days and seemingly all the vampires had gone into
hiding.
"You could say that." He said as he stopped her with his palm.
"I mean you blow into town and every vamp goes underground."
"That's not my doing." He stated.
"Oh come on G-man. The last few vampires we've run into practically ran at
the sight of you." She exclaimed.
"Well maybe they've developed commonsense in my absence." He said with a
grin.
Humor this was a new thing, the G-man she remembered didn't tell jokes, but
then again she'd been plotting his downfall at the time.
"Still it's too bad that you're leaving, it's nice when it's quiet around
here." She said and then found herself pressed against a mausoleum wall.
This was.. unexpected.
"There is someone following us." He explained into her ear. "Play along."
"But I'm not sens." Her words where cut of as he kissed her.
What the hell. Her mind screamed. Wow! Who would have thought that he could
be so. so bold. She thought and then her mind went blank and then he broke
away.
"I apologize." He said as he scanned the cemetery. Faith shook her head. He
what.
"You what?" She asked in a harsh voice.
"I thought there were vampires about."
"So you slam me against a wall why?"
"To make a more tempting target." He explained.
"And you apologize for kissing me?" She asked.
"Well yes it was an." He never finished the sentence as he stopped to block
a incoming blow.
"You want to fight me?" He asked and stepped back.
"No." She said.
"Then what do you want."
"This." She shoved him against a tree and kissed him.
Stop now. His conscience ordered. Can't feels to good. He answered. The man
has been in monastery for the past seven months for crying out loud. A
completely different part of him said.

"Interesting." Al'x commented from the shadows.
"As romantic as always." Stjar'a said.
"That's not romance."
"Faith we really shouldn't." Giles started as they broke apart.
"I think we should." She protested running her hands through his hair.
"Just giving you a way out." He said with a grin.
"The only way I'm interested in right now it the way to your house." She
said.
"Why not right here?" He asked innocently.
"My you have changed." She said.
"Try a monastery for a few months."
"I'd prefer a bed if you don't mind." She said.
"Seems I'm not the only one who's changed." He said with a grin.

"This isn't right." Al'x stated.
"What's so abnormal about that?" Stjar'a asked in amazement
"Expand your senses." He explained.
"Oh! Oh my!" She said as her eyes fluttered open.
"My words exactly."
"Shouldn't we."
"No we can't be exposed, not yet."
"But they'll."
"I know, but there's nothing we can do." He said in a sad voice.
Giles and Faith fell into the bedroom. Clothes scattering across the room
and weapons disregarded on the floor. Giles stopped and took in the vision
that lay on the bed in front of him.
"What are you waiting for?" She asked.
"Just taking the time to appreciate the landscape."
"Then why don't you come and explored it more closely." She said and pulled
him down.
Faith's moans of pleasure echoed through the house, as Giles put his hands
to work on the various places on her body, putting to test his knowledge
learned from countless books. His fingertips touched her gently and every
new
point he touched brought out a moan of pleasure.
"Giles please." She begged after nearly an hour of his exploring, feeling
like she was about to explode. This wasn't what she was used to.
"Patience my dear." He whispered as his fingers roamed down.
At the gentles touches she let out a loud gasp and he smiled. Then one
finger probed inside, followed by the second. Her eyes rolled as he started
his to slowly move them in and out.
What the hell did he do to me. Was the only coherent thought as the first
wave of orgasms rocked her body, followed by the second and third. Then she
felt him remove his fingers and moved upwards.
"Don't leave me yet." He whispered in her ear, as he skillfully entered her.
"Oh. my. god." She moaned.
"No just a man." He said as she wrapped her legs around him.
Her hands clawed at his back as she approached the edge once again. The with
a triumphed yell, both bodies rocked.
Please don't let this be just a dream. She thought as consciousness fled
her.