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Summary: Willow needs a break, so she does a favor for Giles only things don't go as planned. *Complete* Some parts NC-17

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Anita Blake > Willow-Centered > Pairing: RichardlessthanlucidFR151124,59942535,92018 Jan 032 Feb 03Yes


Title: Unexpected (1/2)
Author: lessthanlucid
Pairing: W/Richard
Rating: PG13
Distribution: Twisting the Hellmouth, anyone who has permission of my previous work and anyone else just let me know where it goes.
Disclaimer: BTVS belongs to Joss, AB to LKH
Feedback: Yes please it makes me come up with other ideas to try.
Spoilers: BTVS is AU after season 6, AB is NiC.
Notes: Takes place in the AB universe. Sunnydale vamps have birth defects because of the hellmouth and so do other preternatural creatures. Outside Sunnydale life is the AB universe


Do you ever stop and wonder how one choice, one moment in time, can change your life forever?.... No, well let me tell you a story about one of these moments that looks insignificant at the time but when you look back it becomes a pivotal moment in that sounds stupid. Maybe if I wrote it some other way.....I suck at this. Tell me to research fine, tell me to write a report about someone dead or alive I'm good. Tell me to write my own report on what happened to me and I cant do it its like stage fright all over again except its on paper. Stupid Giles and his accounts for the watcher journals, why doesn't he just write them.....he's gonna edit them anyway.....


"Willow, oh dear I didn't expect this. I was hoping for more from you..." Giles was furiously wiping his glasses a sign he was much distress.

"You said write what I know....I did." Maybe not exactly but I wasn't going to do more than that. Not the pinching your nose I'm going to stand firm.

"Yes, well, I dare say, I did say that but Willow? This is what you wrote." I know what I don't rea-

To whom it may concern,

What I know is this: Run. Run away. Run as fast as you can. Keep running and never look back. When you think your safe, run because its not. Running is what has kept me alive all these years, and to whoever reads this don't ever get involved with anything on the hellmouth because running will become your life.

The accounts of Willow Rosenburg, witch and friend to the slayer.

"You can see why I am a bit..." He looked perplex and a little confused not to mention he was going to rub his lenses into nonexistence.

"Glad, mad, happy, sad, disappointed, angry, frustrated?" I happily supplied Giles with ways to describe his mood. He gave me a fierce frown and my bravado dissipated rather fast.

"Well, I don't see what else there is to write. I love Buffy. I help her because she's my friend but I'm not the slayer, no one needs to know about me or what I do. Giles I'm tired of this constant fight where the bad guys just keep getting bigger and badder. I spend all my time running from them until the last possible moment, then I pull something out of my ass and it works long enough for Buffy to slay but I'm tired. I don't even think I make much of a difference. So no I'm not going to write my accounts of anything, I'm sorry. I just don't see the point when all I want to do is turn back time to the night I chose to follow Buffy and learn about vampires and just I don't know smack myself and tell me to go back inside and transfer to anywhere but here."

"But Willo--"

"I know without me things wouldn't have gone right I know that but I'm not the slayer, this wasn't my calling. I wasn't built for it, I chose it and with it came so many responsibilities. I screwed up so bad with the dark magic and I've just had enough. Recounting it will just make me more bitter about everything and show me exactly how pointless our battles are because there will never be an end to evil bad guys trying to open the hellmouth or something just as demony, so I'll just do my part and everything just don't expect me to hash it all out on paper so I can regret my choices even more." I think I had stunned Giles. He was speechless. I was ready to leave the magic shop when he regained his voice.

"I didn't know you felt that way." I shrugged, I hadn't either until I started trying to write the damn things. "You should have said something sooner Willow. You're completely right, however..."

"I am?" That was unexpected.

"Well, yes....not about you wanting to go back in time and that rubbish but about having had enough, I believe its time you took a vacation." Giles was giddy about his epiphany

"A vacation?" I repeated stupidly

"Yes. A vacation....and I have just the place." Uh oh.

"Um, maybe I was being to hasty, I'll just go write those accounts correctly."

"Willow." Damn.


"Sit down." Sir, yes sir. I gave him a snappy salute......behind his back of course.

"Now, when I said vacation I mean time off from the hellmouth normal or what we consider normal." Oh. That explained a lot.

"So what am I doing....if I chose to do it." He glared. All right already. "What am I doing and how long will it take?" He smiled, I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Yes well, you will be going to St. Louis, to find the source of this great power the coven in England sensed coming from there. I really don't know how long it will take you but with your abilities I'm sure it wont take long at all. We know this person or persons, will undoubtedly be hostile about you snooping around so keep a low profile and remember have fun while your at it." With that explanation he handed me my plane ticket 50 dollars and told me he'd pick me up at the house at 9 in the morning. I was stunned. Good thing my parents had given me a credit card, bank account with 10,000 for my graduation gift. I had never used the money because I hated my parents but now I saw no reason why they couldn't pay for an essentially good thing.


St. Louis was a great city. I couldn't wait to get back home. I was in culture shock, I mean I think I was the only person who didn't own leather. Everyone in this city had some weird fascination with leather. I had gotten caught after sunset on the street and once was enough. I mean vampires and witches and wereanimals galore. I ran all the way back to my hotel, and up to my room. Oh the best part was I had been here a week and still nothing. No leads, no possible suspect, no anything in fact other than the weirdness of everyone here it was normal. I had called Giles and reported in, he said stay until I found something.

I had found many things. One was the blood district which I refused to go into to investigate anything. The other was a weird Circus run by vampires of all things. The other was a cafe not in the blood district but not far from it where only weresomethings went, the occasional human like me but mostly shifters. I was getting extremely bored. I was even desperate enough to try the blood district, that was until a juicy bit of information just dropped on my lap. Well, I overheard it but I got it so who cared how.

"I didn't agree then and I don't agree now." This from someone behind me, my curiosity was piqued.

"Yes, well he has the power to have us all submit so who cares what we think." His companion said this and key words here are he, power, and submits, I think I was off to a good start.

"Richard has some fucked up ideas but he's a good man. I want him to lead us. I don't think he could kill anyone but that's what his ex is for." I had a name. Now all I had to do was figure out a last name.

"I still don't like it, the executioner isn't lukoi. She's not even lupa yet we have to respect her or Richard freaks out.....he doesn't even like her anymore." I don't think there could be many executioners in this town, and I had my lap top with me, this was going to be easy as pie. Except for the Lupa, Lukoi thing but hey I got what I came for I think. All I had to do now was find this Richard guy.

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