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This story is No. 1 in the series "May Any Power Protect You". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: Spike and Kimberly meet. The world will never be the same. 100 word drabbles.

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Television > Power RangersJadedFR181310,23925111,2007 Apr 1020 Apr 10Yes

91 - 100

Author: Jaded
Story: Dusting Duo
Disclaimer: I do not own the fandoms here within. They are owned by Disney and Joss Whedon. I make no monetary profit. Though if someone were to give me Jason or Spike, I wouldn't be adverse...(cheeky grin)
Summary: Spike and Kimberly meet. The world will never be the same. 100, 100 word drabbles.
A/N: not know where this came from. All I know is I was watching Buffy, laughing at Spike, debating on going back into PR fanfic and boom! Dusting Duo was born.

Kim yawned as she wandered towards the bedroom she and Spike had been confined in until the Scoobies arrived. Spike's family no longer thought she'd been hiding him or was a slayer and she had reconnected with Jason. She'd missed him much more than she'd realized.

“Kim?” Speak of the devil.

“Yes?” she turned, one hand on the doorknob.

“Isn't that Spike's room?” Jason asked, the former vampire having gone in before her. She smirked at Buffy, who was a hiding a smile behind him.



Kim watched, amused, as Jason sputtered himself into oblivion.

It took nearly ten minutes and two slayers yelling at them to shut up already before Kimberly managed to convince Jason that yes, she knew what she was doing, and no, Spike was not taking advantage of her. Spike, who'd heard the entire thing through the door, watched as Kim flopped onto her bed.

“I told you he was overprotective,” she muttered. Spike snickered.

“That's not overprotective, pet,” he said. “That's called obsession.” He should know, he was the same way with Dawn.

Kim flipped him off. “You think that's bad, wait till you meet Tommy.”

“I want to hire you both,” Giles announced. Kim, cereal spoon halfway to her lips, froze and stared at the man Spike grudgingly respected.

“Pardon?” she asked. Spike frowned next to her.

“You two could continue traveling but you wouldn't have slayers hunting you,” he nodded at Rona, who'd been thoroughly irritated to find out her mystery duo had been caught by Kennedy. “You'd be paid and have all the resources we could provide.”

“You can even keep that ridiculous nickname,” Dawn added. She grimaced. “Seriously, the Dusting Duo?”

Kimberly and Spike looked at each other, confused.

“It is not that funny!” Kimberly grumbled loudly. Spike and Jason had both broken down laughing after Dawn and Rona had explained, in great, excruciating detail, about the nickname the demon community had given the two hunters. Spike suspected it was due to the jackets and the fact they stuck mostly to vampires but wasn't about to mention that.

“'Dusting Duo,' Kim,” Jason reminded her, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes and grinning. “In what universe is that not funny?”

“This one!” she yelled, stomping her foot, and Spike cracked up again.

“Stop laughing!”

Truth comes out
“I think we should do it,” Kim said. Spike nodded, stuffing his suitcase. They'd driven down to Cincinnati to get their things and check out of the hotel room they'd been renting, realizing it was a waste of money and that the Scoobies weren't letting them go anytime soon.

“We wouldn't be the only traveling hunters,” he noted. “There are hundreds all over the world that aren't slayers.”

“Yeah, but how many of them are true blue Champions?” she asked. Spike turned. She gaped at his next words.

“How many of them are former rangers?”

Working Again
“We'll do it,” Spike told Giles once they got back from their trip to pick up their luggage. Kimberly, who'd freaked out at him knowing her secret, was now scowling at Jason about the amount of luggage she had. Apparently, he'd been expecting a lot more.

“Excellent,” Giles said, fiddling with his glasses. He paused. “Of course, you do realize Willow will want to put a tracker on you both since she can't scry for you.”

Spike sighed but nodded. Willow, while slowly warming to Kimberly, was still wary of the magic seeped in her very soul. Considering it was different than anything the witch had encountered before, Spike couldn't exactly blame her.

Dates and Crossbows
“Jason's asking Buffy out tonight,” Kim announced as she walked into the room she was still sharing with Spike, to Jason's vast irritation. The former vampire looked up from his notebook, pen in hand.

“About time,” he said and she smiled. It'd been apparent to both of them from the get-go that there was something between the two fighters. Before she could speak further she caught sight of something out of place in the room.

Sitting on her bed, a pink bow on top of it, was a brand new crossbow with a quiver of pink fletched arrows.

A future he could finally see
Spike stared at her, swallowing harshly. Given the amount of fighting they'd done over the damn weapons, he thought it was the perfect gift. Now, he wasn't as sure.

She looked up, a smile playing on her lips. “What about how I'm going to shoot you?”

And with that, Spike...he just knew. He was up, off his bed and over to where she was standing without conscious thought. Tenderly cupping her jaw, he smiled, eyes twinkling with life and love and a future he could finally see.

“I trust you,” he whispered before lowering his mouth to hers.

First Kiss
His lips were chapped and he tasted faintly of coffee and the mini marshmallows he ate like candy. His hand, heavy on her jaw, was her only anchor from the sea of emotions welling up inside her. Even that first, chaste kiss with Tommy, full of fairy-tales and romance, couldn't compare to the raw reality and tempered passion of this one.

When the need for air finally pried them apart, he leaned his forehead against hers, breathing harshly.

“You trust me, huh?” she asked softly. He nodded, blue eyes shining with love. “Good. Because I trust you too.”

It was nearing dawn when Kimberly was woken up. Not sure at first what had caused it, she looked around until she found Spike staring out the window instead of curled around her on the bed.

“You never really know what you're missing until you lose it,” he told her quietly, not looking from his spot. “I spent over a hundred years wanting to see the sunrise again.”

“You've been human for over a year,” she said.

“A first dawn should be shared.”

She moved over to him silently and together, they watched the sun rise.

End Notes: For such a random little idea, this was surprisingly fun. Thanks to RevDorothyL, jupitersdaughter, enderverse, JediKnight, Dragonelf, GundumM, Speakertocustomers, djhardim, Denae, & Walegrin for your reviews. Considering how quickly I managed to get this done, I may expand on this later, maybe conversations between Kim and Jason or Buffy and Jason's relationship (all in drabbles, of course). I think I like this universe a bit too much to really just let it go. :D

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