White Hats
Aug. 8th, 2006 03:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lady_windermereI could not resist, I just had to do something with Fray, but at 3:50 am, this is all my tired head could come up with!
Title The White Hats
Author Woman_of_
Pairing Angel/Spike, Fray
Spoilers Fray TPB, Tales of the Slayer TPB
Word Count 507
Rating PG13
Disclaimer Joss created them all, they belong to him, he said we could play (but I would love to take them home to play with myself, and I would treat them well).
Summary Angel and Spike have lived a long time, they now have a mission.
Angel looked round the ghetto, so this is where the new slayer lived, he shook his head, determined that they would get her out of her. They needed to work closely together, and Spike and he had lots of room for one young woman.
Spike knocked the door, and Angel took up his position beside him. What information he could gather from this slayer, she had been through some tough times. Her main opponent was her twin bother turned four years ago, and she was a grabber, a thief, who has an older sister in the police force. No happy dynamics there, no happy family reunions for Birthdays and Christmas he thought.
The young woman stood at the door, a wary look on her face.
“Got something to say, say it!” Fray said, looking at these new arrivals.
“I am Angel, this is my partner Spike,” Angel replied.
“Sure is nice for you to have a partner, but why should I be interested,” Fray responded.
“Don’t you know us luv? Angel and Spike, we helped Buffy sometimes,” Spike tried.
“You know, I don’t get the dreams,” Fray stood away from the door. “If is wasn’t for my pet spidy here, I wouldn’t know what you were talking about.” A multi limbed creature that looked vaguely like a monkey, with four arms, rested comfortably on what looked like a bean bag.
“Nice pet, but haven’t you had the slayer dreams? We knew two slayers, thought we might have figured in some of them,” Spike asked.
“Don’t get the dreams Harth does. Spidy found some Watcher Diaries, so I have heard about Angel and Spike. You claiming to be them?” Fray looked unconvinced.
“We are, our souls saved us when all the demons where pulled from this dimension,” Angel tried to reason with her.
“I guess you are stuck at the door then,” Fray replied. “Don’t think your going to lose your soul for me.”
Angel looked at Spike, maybe he could convince her. With a resigned sigh, Spike leaned against the door.
“We have lived a long time, had a few identities, but there had to be a reason we were still here Pet. We thought you might be that reason,” Spike said.
“Had a demon watcher before, had to kill him,” Fray said, sadly.
“We have a soul, and have worked with Slayers before. We have the experience,” Angel reasoned.
“And he has the books,” Spike smiled.
“Books?” Fray asked.
“Been collecting books on demons and such, it his hobby,” Spike explained.
“So look, you have come here to offer me help? What’s in it for you?” Fray questioned.
“A good fight, helping the hopeless, and making sure you stay alive a little longer,” Angel answered.
“Any experience?” Fray looked up, interested.
“Been doing it a while,” Angel said with confidence.
“Come in Angel, Spike,” Fray would take any help to stay alive that was on offer, if it didn’t work, well she had a Slayer weapon, all ready to stake or behead, which ever was easiest.
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Title The White Hats
Author Woman_of_
Pairing Angel/Spike, Fray
Spoilers Fray TPB, Tales of the Slayer TPB
Word Count 507
Rating PG13
Disclaimer Joss created them all, they belong to him, he said we could play (but I would love to take them home to play with myself, and I would treat them well).
Summary Angel and Spike have lived a long time, they now have a mission.
Angel looked round the ghetto, so this is where the new slayer lived, he shook his head, determined that they would get her out of her. They needed to work closely together, and Spike and he had lots of room for one young woman.
Spike knocked the door, and Angel took up his position beside him. What information he could gather from this slayer, she had been through some tough times. Her main opponent was her twin bother turned four years ago, and she was a grabber, a thief, who has an older sister in the police force. No happy dynamics there, no happy family reunions for Birthdays and Christmas he thought.
The young woman stood at the door, a wary look on her face.
“Got something to say, say it!” Fray said, looking at these new arrivals.
“I am Angel, this is my partner Spike,” Angel replied.
“Sure is nice for you to have a partner, but why should I be interested,” Fray responded.
“Don’t you know us luv? Angel and Spike, we helped Buffy sometimes,” Spike tried.
“You know, I don’t get the dreams,” Fray stood away from the door. “If is wasn’t for my pet spidy here, I wouldn’t know what you were talking about.” A multi limbed creature that looked vaguely like a monkey, with four arms, rested comfortably on what looked like a bean bag.
“Nice pet, but haven’t you had the slayer dreams? We knew two slayers, thought we might have figured in some of them,” Spike asked.
“Don’t get the dreams Harth does. Spidy found some Watcher Diaries, so I have heard about Angel and Spike. You claiming to be them?” Fray looked unconvinced.
“We are, our souls saved us when all the demons where pulled from this dimension,” Angel tried to reason with her.
“I guess you are stuck at the door then,” Fray replied. “Don’t think your going to lose your soul for me.”
Angel looked at Spike, maybe he could convince her. With a resigned sigh, Spike leaned against the door.
“We have lived a long time, had a few identities, but there had to be a reason we were still here Pet. We thought you might be that reason,” Spike said.
“Had a demon watcher before, had to kill him,” Fray said, sadly.
“We have a soul, and have worked with Slayers before. We have the experience,” Angel reasoned.
“And he has the books,” Spike smiled.
“Books?” Fray asked.
“Been collecting books on demons and such, it his hobby,” Spike explained.
“So look, you have come here to offer me help? What’s in it for you?” Fray questioned.
“A good fight, helping the hopeless, and making sure you stay alive a little longer,” Angel answered.
“Any experience?” Fray looked up, interested.
“Been doing it a while,” Angel said with confidence.
“Come in Angel, Spike,” Fray would take any help to stay alive that was on offer, if it didn’t work, well she had a Slayer weapon, all ready to stake or behead, which ever was easiest.
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