Re: ff: Willow Rosenberg, CIA Chapter Nine: In Love, with Your Ghost

["D.R. Garcia" <dr_garcia@xxxxxxxxx>]

Help! I just joined this list and I want to read the
rest of the story. Can someone direct me to where I
can find the first 8 chapters?

DR

--- "Clarke, Carol A - Hazelwood"
<CAClarke2@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
> Sorry it is long but it does have smut.
> 
> Willow Rosenberg, CIA Chapter Nine: In Love, with
> Your Ghost
> Disclaimer: All BTVS characters belong to Joss
> Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
> Summary: Willow is out of medical school and has
> been forced to work for the
> CIA. Buffy is not happy about it.
> Feedback: Yes, definitely. You can contact me at
> CAClarke2@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
> <mailto:CAClarke2@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx> .
> Rating: NC-17
> BIG THANKS TO RYAN!
> 
> 
> In Love, with Your Ghost
> 
> Willow sat, curled at the end of the couch reading
> one of her medical
> journals while Buffy used her lap as a pillow. The
> Slayer was stretched
> comfortable across her lover watching the Silent
> version of Nusferato Xander
> had bought the blond for her birthday. As Jonathan
> Harker was walking about
> the count's castle Buffy's fingers rubber her belly
> and peeked up at
> Willow's face. Willow noticing Buffy's gaze leaned
> down and kissed her.
> The spell had returned, the soft shy world of
> young love they once had
> when they first began to make love. They were both
> cautions, caring and
> attentive, very attentive. Every night ended with
> them making love, then
> holding each other and every morning began with them
> waking in one another's
> arms and then making love. Gentle love, like the
> first time they ever
> touched
> each other. The spell meant to drive them apart,
> meant to make it impossible
> for them, to continue as lovers, had only served to
> bring them together. To
> renew their love. They knew things about each other.
> They knew the secrets
> people do not even admit to themselves, but they had
> still found a way to
> love
> after facing the blackest part of their souls.
> Neither wanted to live
> without the other. What would be the point?
> Willow and Buffy were, for better or worse, back
> to as close to normal,
> as a slayer and witch can get. Now, all that was
> left for the Scooby gang
> was to find the spellcaster. The trail was cold,
> before the first. "I do"
> Was said, so no one really thought they would
> complete this puzzle.
> Willow deepened her kiss, as she covered Buffy's
> hand rubbing her belly
> ring. The two lovers were so self absorbed, they
> never heard Faith, until
> she
> dropped her date on the floor beside the couch.
> "See didn't I tell you this was the place to go for
> a real girl girl show.
> Thunderbird shit!"
> Willow held back an angry Buffy, while she watched
> the drunken Faith dig
> through the basement refrigerator looking for
> alcohol.
> "Damn red, don't you have anything stronger than
> beer?" The former slayer
> said, before downing a complete can.
> "No, Buff and I ain't big drinkers."
> "And I thought I read in one of those journal of
> yours that Acholohism was
> high among queers. So red you really don't have to
> be this square. Other
> dykes drink. Maybe, you should she a doctor, about
> it or something."
> "That's it." Buffy was across the room and had Faith
> pined against the wall
> in a heart beat.
> "What! Will not spanking you enough these days, and
> I heard how much you
> get.."
> Faith did not get to finish, as Buffy slapped her
> across the face.
> Faith just smiled and tasted the blood dripping down
> her split lip.
> Willow slid between, the two women before Buffy
> really did try and hurt
> Faith. "Honey, I told you, as much as she deserves
> it you can hit her. Her
> body can't take anymore." Willow knew this was the
> big punishment for Faith.
> She no longer was a slayer. Her body still had some
> slayer features but the
> brain damage made it impossible for Faith to be in
> the game. Truth was
> Faith's memory was fried. She was, only a pale image
> of the proud slayer,
> she
> once was. It was a go thing too, Faith, was
> dangerously brain damaged
> enough.
> "Arrg!" Was all the slayer, said before hitting the
> wall and then leaving
> the
> basement.
> "Happy?" Willow said, as she returned to sit on the
> couch, carefully
> stepping
> around Faith's boy toy for the night.
> Faith opened another beer and downed it. "Touchy."
> "So is there something you want? Other, than a
> medical service after that
> much
> alcohol and your seizure med mix."
> "Hey, I am following doctor's orders. I take the
> pills with plenty of
> liquid." She drank, a third of another beer to prove
> her point.
> "Faith, I went into pathology so I would never have
> a patient like you.
> Still, I thought Dr Robins told you to at least keep
> it down to a six pack a
> night and no hard stuff. You have downed at least 4
> beers in-between
> insulting my wife, so if there is a point to your
> visit then get to it.
> Because Hippocratic oath or not, I'm not your
> doctor."
> "Oh right, your hypocrite standing oath, right. Red
> you are still a bitch,
> you
> know that?"
> "A bitch that could kill you from were I sit.
> Witchcraft is not a nice way
> to die. Now, why are you here?"
> Faith walked around and kicked the man laying on the
> floor gentle in the
> butt. "Him"
> "Can you maybe expand on that a little," Buffy said,
> from the door. She had
> a
> bottle of Jack Daniel's in her hand and a couple of
> glasses."
> "Hey B, the good stuff." Faith said, heading to
> Buffy
> "Well F, I just hope Willow is right and this stuff
> does kill you, now
> what's
> with the guy." Buffy had stepped back to indicate
> Faith would have to give
> her a reason to release the bottle.
> "Wolfman and Hart lawyer. He's a lousy fuck. But he
> will talk in the sack.
> Somebody big, purchased that spell for you. They
> brokered it though Wolfman
> and Hart. I figured you wouldn't listen to me, so I
> brought him." Faith held
> out her hand and Buffy gave her a glass and filled
> it with whiskey.
> Willow knelt down and checked the guy out. Buffy
> watching asked, "How is
> he?"
> "Mostly drunk, a lot like somebody else in this
> room,"
> "Ha Ha Red." Faith said as she flopped in a chair
> with the stolen bottle
> poring another drink.
> "Yeah, he is going to have to sleep it off." Willow
> then lifted the mans
> collar and checked the bruises around his neck. They
> were little more then
> bruises but it still made Willow sick and angry.
> "Did you have to choke
> him?"
> "Gets off on it. Autoerotic stimulation is the
> textbook for it. Don't tell
> me you two S & M queens missed that on. Hey, I
> almost did but I read about
> it
> in this P D James novel. Unsuitable job for a Women.
> Red, I thought you got
> off on all that mystery novel stuff."
> "I'm amazed" Willow said, as she sat down beside
> Buffy.
> "That Faith could say all that with out slurring her
> words?" Buffy said, as
> she took Willow's hand.
> "No, that Faith read something besides a comicbook."
> "Full of surprises ain't I. Do you two, have to be
> so god damn touch feebly
> all the time?" Said Faith, who was still drinking,
> but slowing down to let
> 
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