I am definitely on a role with writing. How long do you think I can keep it up? I dunno.

Harmony

Rated- PG13

Summary- There are two vampires with a soul. The world is falling into chaos because of this anomaly. There is no way around it. One of them has to die. But which one?

Spoilers- This takes place after Buffy’s Chosen and Angel’s Destiny

Dedication- Joss Whedon owns all the characters from BTVS and ATS. I’m just borrowing. Although, I’m kinda reluctant to give back a certain bleach blonde

Chapter 3

It didn’t take long for Willow to answer the door. It swung open to reveal the red-head. She stared out at Buffy with bloodshot eyes. Her hair was mussed, as if the witch hadn’t bothered to brush it that morning.

“Buffy.”

The slayer reached out and gave her best friend a hug.

“It is good to see you.”

“It is good to be seen,” Buffy replied.

Both girls gave small smiles.

Buffy was led into the apartment. It was small, but homey. She had expected to find Kennedy there too, but it appeared to just be Willow staying there.

They both settled on the blue loveseat. There was an awkward silence. Neither knew what to say.

“So . . .” Buffy began.

“Yeah?” Willow asked.

“How you like Cleveland?”

“It’s a lot like Sunnydale, but bigger. Same oogly booglies running around.”

Buffy nodded.

They went back to silence.

Willow looked down at her hands. And Buffy knew something was definitely wrong.

“Are you okay, Wills? Did something happen? You aren’t mad at me, are you?”

Raising her head, Willow shook her head. “No, nothing to do with you. Oh, Buffy, Kennedy and I broke up.”

Concern came over Buffy. She knew what it felt like to have your heart broken. “What happened?”

“We just didn’t fit. We were two corner pieces of a puzzle trying to fit together. That never works. It was a mutual agreement. We both felt like it was time.” Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “It still hurts, though.”

Buffy took Willow’s hand and squeezed it. “Oh, Will, I’m sorry.”

“It is so hard. Everything reminds me of her. I turn on the TV and see a show she used to watch. Even this morning when I ate breakfast I thought of her. Kennedy loved pancakes. We made funny shapes together.” She paused and then added quietly, “Tara and I did that too.”

Buffy’s heart went out to her friend. She could relate. Although the occurrences were less frequent, Spike still invaded her mind. The other day she saw Buffalo Wings on the menu at a restaurant and had the urge to cry.

Buffy wanted to tell Willow that Kennedy wasn’t the one and that someday she would find her missing half. But she knew that Tara had been it. There would never be another to take her place. In the back of her mind, Buffy wondered who her one was. Had it been Spike? Or was Angel really her second half? If so, maybe there was still hope.

“Willow, you want to get away?”

“Huh?”

“I have to go to LA and tell Angel about a prophecy. Wanna come with? We can go shopping and dancing. It’ll take our minds off stuff for awhile.”

“Didn’t you already get your mind off stuff in Europe?” Willow asked.

Buffy bit her lip. Was this an attempt to run away again?

“Okay,” Willow suddenly answered. “I’ll go.”

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Buffy slammed the phone down in frustration.

“He’s in ‘another’ meeting,” she told her sister.

They were both in Giles’s kitchen. Buffy had been trying to get a hold of Angel for hours now. Dawn was currently searching through the watcher’s selection of food for an afternoon snack.

“I guess we’ll have to make a surprise visit.”

Dawn held up a box of instant hot chocolate. “Cocoa?”

Buffy froze. She could see the label on the box. It was the kind with the tiny marshmallows already mixed in with the powder.

Lowering her arm, Dawn sighed. “Sorry. I didn’t think.”

“No. No, it’s all right. I’ll have a mug.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.”

The teen prepared the two drinks in the microwave. Then they sat next to each other at the island, sipping away at the hot liquid.

“Do you think he’s in heaven?” Dawn quietly asked.

The question lingered in the air. Buffy opened her mouth, but didn’t know how to respond. She had no answer. She didn’t know about the qualifications to get accepted into certain dimensions.

“If any vampire deserved to go to heaven it would be one that saved the world. So. . .” Buffy faced Dawn. “I’d like to think so.”

Dawn nodded her head in understanding.

The thought of Spike going to hell was devastating. A champion deserved much more.

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“This is hell,” Spike complained. “Being stuck here in this forsaken law firm. I’d rather have to face the mob in Prague again.”

“Then why stick around, Spike? You aren’t bound to Wolfram and Hart anymore. You should go find yourself a crypt with a view.”

“I think I might just do that. Mosey on over to Europe. The senior partners have this lil mess cleaned up, so I don’t rightly have to stay.”

“It’s only temporary.”

“Your problem, not mine,” Spike declared.

He thrust his hand into his coat. He took out a pack of cigarettes and lit one. He puffed away at the stick, purposely making the smoke float over toward Angel. Too bad the poof didn’t have to breathe.

Spike leaned back in his chair and propped his feet up on Angel’s desk.

“For someone with a soul you sure seem to care about only yourself,” Angel stated.

“For someone with a soul you seem to be siding with the dark side of the force.”

A growl emerged from Angel’s throat. Spike smirked, enjoying the rise he had created.

“If the senior partners are right. . .”

“Because they never lie,” Spike interrupted.

Scowling, Angel continued. “If they are right then this situation isn’t just about Las Angelus. If it doesn’t get taken care of it will spread. So, Spike, you can run along to Europe if you want to but don’t be surprised if things follow.”

Spike knew he was right. And that was something he hated to admit.

Spike took his cigarette and put it out on the top of the desk.

Angel got to his feet. He pointed to the door. “Out! Now! Go to another room, a bar, cemetery, or Europe for all I care. Just leave my office! Or I’ll call security. And now that you’re corporeal they can make you leave.”

“No need to shout. I’m going.”

Spike got out of his seat and headed to the exit.

Once more that day Spike stood in the hallway. He banged his head back against the wall. He really needed to figure out where to go because he certainly felt like he was trapped in hell there.

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Hopefully the reunion will be next chapter.