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We Will Remember Them...Chp 7
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lilachigh
Rating: Will be NC17
Disclaimer: Characters belong to ME
Story written for Writer Con 08 Banner Challenge. I chose the one bykazzy_cee
The story so far: ; In 1943, Spike and Dru have been captured by the British Army/Watcher's Council and to save Dru's life, Spike agrees to fly to France to rescue Joy, a Slayer. In 2001, Buffy is persuaded by Quentin Travers to time travel back to France to help rescue a Slayer and kill a vampire. She does not know that the charm to return her to her own time will not work - thanks to Giles! When she arrives in France she discovers the vampire she has to kill is William the Bloody, that the Slayer is married with a baby and that the Nazis have been experimenting on vampires.
We Will Remember Them….
By Lilachigh
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Laurence Binyon
Chapter Seven: Rivers of Time
London – 2001
Rupert Giles stared across the Watcher Council’s polished boardroom table to where Quentin Travers sat, gazing out of the window at the plane trees in the square below. Giles felt woozy. The Council had hired Concorde to bring him and Travers back from America but he felt as if his body was still somewhere mid-Atlantic. “What do you mean, it isn’t working?”
Travers sighed and steepled his fingers together, one by one. “Rupert, you know I can’t go into classified details with someone on your salary level. Suffice it to say that there are signs, portents, changes and shifts in events to make it perfectly clear that in 1943, Miss Summers, so far, has not succeeded in her task to return the Slayer called Joy to England.”
“She’s only been gone a day. How soon did you think she would manage that? Anyway, you won’t know for sure until she drinks the charm antidote and realises she can’t get back.” Giles’ voice tightened with pain. He still could not believe or accept what he had had to do. Why hadn’t he just told Buffy the truth? He knew in his heart of hearts that she would have sacrificed herself once again. Indeed, he had the oddest feeling that she would almost have been pleased to have done so.
Quentin Travers ignored him. He had turned back to the table and was busy working out figures on a notepad. “Hmmm, of course, it might be the vampire who is stopping her. I must admit that is a complication as I believe she has a sort of affection for him.”
Giles stared. “Affection? Vampire? Oh God, Quentin, you don’t mean Buffy is running around France with Angel?”
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Author:
lilachighRating: Will be NC17
Disclaimer: Characters belong to ME
Story written for Writer Con 08 Banner Challenge. I chose the one by
kazzy_ceeThe story so far: ; In 1943, Spike and Dru have been captured by the British Army/Watcher's Council and to save Dru's life, Spike agrees to fly to France to rescue Joy, a Slayer. In 2001, Buffy is persuaded by Quentin Travers to time travel back to France to help rescue a Slayer and kill a vampire. She does not know that the charm to return her to her own time will not work - thanks to Giles! When she arrives in France she discovers the vampire she has to kill is William the Bloody, that the Slayer is married with a baby and that the Nazis have been experimenting on vampires.
We Will Remember Them….
By Lilachigh
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Laurence Binyon
Chapter Seven: Rivers of Time
London – 2001
Rupert Giles stared across the Watcher Council’s polished boardroom table to where Quentin Travers sat, gazing out of the window at the plane trees in the square below. Giles felt woozy. The Council had hired Concorde to bring him and Travers back from America but he felt as if his body was still somewhere mid-Atlantic. “What do you mean, it isn’t working?”
Travers sighed and steepled his fingers together, one by one. “Rupert, you know I can’t go into classified details with someone on your salary level. Suffice it to say that there are signs, portents, changes and shifts in events to make it perfectly clear that in 1943, Miss Summers, so far, has not succeeded in her task to return the Slayer called Joy to England.”
“She’s only been gone a day. How soon did you think she would manage that? Anyway, you won’t know for sure until she drinks the charm antidote and realises she can’t get back.” Giles’ voice tightened with pain. He still could not believe or accept what he had had to do. Why hadn’t he just told Buffy the truth? He knew in his heart of hearts that she would have sacrificed herself once again. Indeed, he had the oddest feeling that she would almost have been pleased to have done so.
Quentin Travers ignored him. He had turned back to the table and was busy working out figures on a notepad. “Hmmm, of course, it might be the vampire who is stopping her. I must admit that is a complication as I believe she has a sort of affection for him.”
Giles stared. “Affection? Vampire? Oh God, Quentin, you don’t mean Buffy is running around France with Angel?”
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