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Where in the Universe is Spike

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Summary: At some point, I was feeling a little silly. Let's travel through the multiverse, looking for Spike.

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Stargate > GeneralMissEFR1314120182027 Nov 0927 Nov 09Yes
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy or Stargate. Written for fun, not profit.


They stood, side by side, in front of the rip in space. “So...” she began. “What's this all about, anyway? One Shan-shu not enough for you? You need to go find someone else's Shan-shu, as well? Aren't you all Shan-shu'd out, already?”

The dark-haired man rolled his eyes. “It's not about me, Buffy,” he muttered. “I just want to...” He sighed. “He didn't really have a chance. Spike died as a hero, not once, but twice. I just want to know that somewhere, at least, he made it. Somewhere he got to be the big hero, and survived to get some glory.”

She turned to him, frowning, and opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted.
“Come on, people, hurry it up. I'm not holding this thing open for the fun of it, you know,” Willow muttered. Chastened, the pair got ready to step through the portal. “You know what to do? No interfering, definitely no slaying – I'm talking to you, Buffy – and break the sticks to return. Now, move it!”

They stepped through, and out onto... Angel put up a hand. “Call this place 'spaceship-y' and I will break your stick for you.”

“What?Just 'cause you're all 'I may be Irish, but I can still speak better English than you' doesn't mean that I can't make up words if I want to!”

He looked down to her and sighed. “Okay, Buffy. If you want to, you can do it. You can do anything you want to – feel better now?”

She beamed a smile up to the dark-eyed man. “So anyway... What's the deal? Shouldn't he be around here somewhere?”

“Yeah,” Angel agreed, looking around. “Willow said we would arrive somewhere close by, but not too close. Near enough to observe, but not within range of immediate physical contact.”

Just then, a lean man stalked around the corner. Angel opened his eyes wide at the man's appearance. Gold bands on his biceps and wrists, a full-length, lined cape – 'opulent' was a word that immediately sprang to his mind, followed by 'arrogant' and 'dangerous'. It was not looking good so far, and he could feel Buffy tense at his side. Then the man raised his arm to point at them, and opened his mouth.

“I am your god!” he cried. “Bow down and worship me!”

They looked at one another. “Sticks,” they agreed. There was a snap, and they disappeared in a show of sparks.

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