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This story is No. 1 in the series "Tails From The Slaughtered Lamb.". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: Re-Imagining of the old ‘London Slayers’ story, with new characters and new plotlines. While one Slayer investigates the mysterious Doctor Smith; MI5 investigate the Slayers

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Television > Spooks (MI-5)
Dr. Who/Torchwood > General
(Recent Donor)DaveTurnerFR151134,89501611,24116 Jan 0823 Jan 08Yes

Introduction.

BIG GIRL’S RULES.
By Dave Turner.

Disclaimer: I do not own BtVS, Spooks (MI5) or Dr Who. I write these stories for fun not profit.

Crossover: BtVS and Spooks (MI5), Season 5 set between Episode 6 and 7 no spoilers for episode 7+. Dr Who up to the 2007 Christmas Special (David Tennant/Billie Piper).

Spelling and Grammar: Spelling, punctuation and grammar is English. Written in glorious English, English! English and some American idioms are used throughout.

Timeline: Set in late winter 2009. The ‘Slaughtered Lamb’ exists in the same reality as the ‘Seattle Slayers’ stories.

Words: 11 Chapters of 3250+ words.

Warnings: Some Violence and strong language, and a couple of lesbians.

Summary: Re-Imagining of the old ‘London Slayers’ story, with new characters and new plotlines. While one Slayer investigates the mysterious Doctor Smith; MI5 investigate the Slayers.

Authors Note: This is a major re-write of the earlier ‘Big Girl’s Rules’ story. I’m afraid I had to remove ‘Amanda’ (after all she did die during the final fight) I’ve replaced her with Tina and Alice from the ‘Seattle Slayers’ series of stories. I’ve added a Dr Who story line; Tina’s surname being Tyler was pure co-incidence, when I chose it I was thinking of Watt Tyler and not Rose Tyler! It seemed obvious to me that Rose and Tina must be related. Any way you’ll see if you go on and read the fic…which I hope you do. Now, I’ll shut up and let you get on.

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BIG GIRL’S RULES.
By Dave Turner.

Introduction.

Silvia Fitzsimons lay asleep in her bed, she was dreaming. She had had the same dream many times before, it was what she called her ‘Bomb Dream’. She knew exactly what was going to happen, and in a way it was the least terrifying of the dreams that she had at regular intervals since the first time she had died. The dreams had become more frequent since she had become a Slayer but the dreams had always been there.

Silvia found herself walking along a street of little terraced red brick houses; she thought she might be coming home after a night shift at the munitions factory where she used to work. Or, maybe she was on her way to work, she could never be quite sure, anyway it was early in the morning and there were only a few people about. She remembered glancing up and seeing something big and black dropping out of the cloudy February sky towards her.

It was silly really she knew she wouldn’t have been able to see anything; she had looked it up in books. The damn things dropped out of the sky at three thousand miles an hour! No way would she be able to see it. But every time she dreamed the dream there it was looming over her, like some big black ‘loomy’ thing! She felt herself being picked up as if by a giant’s hand and thrown through the disintegrating wall of house next to her, she should have been atomised by the explosion, but she wasn’t. The next thing she remembered was being dug out by the rescue teams. This was how the dream always ended…just before she woke up…just like it did today.

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Stretching and yawning Silvia woke up and looked at her bedside clock. It was just after six and she needed to be up and about; today was going to be a more than usually busy Monday. She needed to be up and dressed, wake her girls up and be cooking breakfast before they got downstairs. Then it would be all hands on deck for the draymen and their delivery of beer barrels and crates. Then sometime later today Rupert Giles would be arriving from the States with the two Seattle Slayers he had promised her. Rolling from her bed Silvia headed for her bathroom.

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Ten minutes later she stood draped in a damp towel and stood in front of her full length mirror; she let the towel fall to the floor and took a minute to study her naked body. Cupping her breasts in her hands she jumped lightly up and down a couple of times. Good, she thought, nothing bounced or wobbled that shouldn’t. Silvia smiled at her reflection.

“God I’m good for my age!” She said aloud turning to look at herself from different angles.

Whatever other problems the life of a Slayer might bring it certainly helped tone the old body up and prevented ‘middle-aged spread’ as well as ‘middle-aged sag’! She looked and felt in better condition than she had ten years ago, Silvia wondered how long that would last. Bending closer to the mirror to take a closer look at her face she smiled again. There were only a few lines around her eyes, a bit of ‘slap’ would fix that, otherwise she hardly needed to use make-up at all these days.

It was the eyes that spoilt it, those amber eyes that seemed to burn into your very soul. These were the eyes that could stop a drunk in his tracks before any trouble started. These were the eyes that made them go meekly back to their wives or girlfriends instead of starting a fight. These were the eyes that had seen more death in the last six years than a normal person saw in two lifetimes. Once or twice she had caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror behind the bar, she had seen her eyes as other people must see them. She had even frightened herself and she wondered what effect she had on her girls.

But all this introspection wouldn’t get the breakfast cooked, getting dressed in jeans and sweat shirt Silvia decided to pretty herself up after the hard work was done; now there were girls to wake up and breakfasts to cook.


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