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12 January 2013 @ 07:58 pm
Heaven in a Tent  
Written for catelynstark during the Halloween trick or treat games in 2012. Since then, I've added a little over a hundred words in order to make it long enough for EF/FF and also polished it a bit.

Setting: Post-Chosen
Rating: PG
Word count: 745
Disclaimer: The characters are sadly not mine. I just play with them.
Title: “Heaven in a Tent”
Summary: A very short and schmoopy post-Chosen fix-it, in which the entire ATS s5 storyline is avoided. Dru has a vision and enough sympathy for Spike (and enough vitriol for Angel) to deliver it to the right person.



Heaven in a Tent


“Where am I?”

Spike's world was filled with bright light and agony. Then, abruptly, there is neither, though his body still aches with the phantom remnants of pain. He blinks up at the familiar face above him. Her head is silhouetted against what he'd thought was the bright blue sky at first, but which turns out to be canvas.

They are in a tent. Why the hell are they in a tent, of all things?

“Shh, love. You're alive, that's all that matters.”

“You're not Buffy,” he mumbles after a moment's hesitation.

She frowns down at him. “What makes you say that?”

“She never calls me love.”

The woman doesn't look like Buffy either. Or, rather, doesn't look like the Buffy he'd seen for the past year or more. This one looks more like she did back when he first met her. Carefree and smiling. Really, truly smiling.

For a brief moment he is reminded of the Buffybot, but it passes. Her eyes are alive like the Bot's never was and she looks at him in wonder, as though she can't quite believe that he's here. Her hand keeps reaching out to touch him. Little strokes along his arm, little touches on his hand and his shoulder. Like she needs to reassure herself.

“Well, I am Buffy. And you are my love. And trust me when I say we are going to have words later about what you said down in-” She pauses to swallow. “Down in the Hellmouth, before you died.”

The implication of her words is too much to think about, so he brushes it aside. For now. “What happened? Sort of expected to stay dead.”

“Your ex showed up in LA at Angel's place. That's where we were staying, after-” Another pause as she searches for words. “After everything. It's a funny story, really.” She laughs and seems a little embarrassed.

“Harmony?”

“No, Drusilla. But Harm was there, too. The three of us had lunch.” She catches his look and hurries to add: “Don't ask, it was a weird day. Anyway, Dru said you were here. She'd had a vision.”

“You had lunch with-” He trails off and shakes his head. She'd said to not ask and all things considered, he probably doesn't want to know. “Right, so, where exactly is here?”

“Sunnydale. Or, I guess it's the Sunnydale crater now. There's not much left. You were at the bottom of it, inside the medallion. I've been here for the past week, living in a tent and digging.”

“Inside the-” He trails off once more. Nothing's making any sense, but she's here, Buffy is here with him, and she has to be real. Just has to, because nothing but reality could be this insane. “Sunnydale is gone?”

“Collapsed in on itself, thanks to you.”

“Good riddance.”

She laughs again, and it's a delight to hear. He never thought he'd ever hear that sound again. Not like this. Not this happy. When was the last time either of them had been happy?

But there's a line of worry between her eyebrows suddenly as she asks him if he remembers where he was. In between then and now. In between being alive and being alive again. It takes a few moments before he gets what she means and understands the significance of it.

"It's all right, kitten. I wasn't in heaven."

The tension in her shoulders releases. He can see the relief flood her eyes and face with the knowledge that she hadn't sentenced him to go through what she had, before it quickly gives way to indignation on his behalf.

"You closed the Hellmouth and saved the world, you deserved heaven! I don't know who's in charge up there but it was the least-"

He reaches up and places a finger against her lips, silencing her.

"It could never have been heaven to me, without you."


___________



It's the middle of the day so they can't leave the tent.

That's okay. They don't have anywhere to be and they don't particularly want to go either. It's the beginning of the rest of their lives for the slayer and her champion and they are taking it slow. Nice and slow and gentle, like they never were but always wished they could be.

They greet their future with limbs entwined, accompanied by a chorus of soft moans and whispered nothings that mean everything.

 

 
 
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zanthinegirl: coffeezanthinegirl on January 12th, 2013 08:48 pm (UTC)
Awww!
The prin-fucking-cess of Norway: BtvS: (spuffy) k-i-s-s-i-n-g3hours on January 14th, 2013 02:09 am (UTC)
Sugary sweet, but sometimes that's what you need to read (or write!) :D
Barbrahirah on January 12th, 2013 09:19 pm (UTC)
Aw. :)
The prin-fucking-cess of Norway: BtvS: (spuffy) Take my hand - hold me do3hours on January 14th, 2013 02:14 am (UTC)
Sweet enough to rot your teeth :P But yes, aw!
red_satin_dollred_satin_doll on January 14th, 2013 01:37 am (UTC)
I've been having conversations here and there about fic and sex scenes, etc, and I LOVE a well-written fade-to-black, the suggestion of lovemaking that allows me, as a reader, to fill in the blanks. (And it fits the mood here - this is about making love, not sex per se.)

I'm guessing you've written the wilder stuff (this is your first solo fic I've read) but brava in any case.

"It's all right, kitten. I wasn't in heaven."
In less than a year I've read a fair number of post-chosen fics, but surprisingly few that take on that question, and it seems odd because I have a hard time believing she wouldn't think of that.

I really enjoy the way you've written the characters here - you're not using speech patterns/vocal mannerisms/behavioral tics as crutches, so I'm not being distracted from the story itself.

“No, Drusilla. But Harm was there, too. The three of us had lunch.”

Ok, that fic HAS to be written! I haven't watched AtS so I didn't know - did Dru and Harm have lunch on the show? (The mind boggles.) still, Buffy sitting down to lunch with her ex's ex and Harm?

the notes at the beginning threw me off slightly only because I hadn't seen the events w/Dru you were referring to; and because you mentioned her and not Buffy, I assumed the "familiar face" was her's.



The prin-fucking-cess of Norway: BtvS: She's so stupid WTH were u thinkin3hours on January 14th, 2013 01:53 am (UTC)
I absolutely agree, there are some fics where a sex scene is appropriate and others where it's just better to fade to black or describe it in the lightest way possible to allow the reader to fill in the blanks. If the sex scene itself isn't contributing and it isn't a porn without plot story, then it's better to leave it out imo.

I've written lots of wilder stuff so I'm not afraid to get very graphic - or kinky for that matter - but none of it is posted yet unfortunately (finishing stuff is hard).

I, too, have noticed a distinct lack of fics adressing whether Spike was in Heaven or Hell (or somewhere else) in between. Most seem to go with the no-time-passed-for-him, which is perfectly fine, but the question needs to be asked and it hardly ever is. It would be a very big deal to Buffy, I'd imagine! Especially in a situation like this where she is essentially responsible for bringing him back.

You're not the first to ask for The Lunch scene to be written, heh! I'd like to, very much so, but I fear it's one of those scenes that will always be better in your head. I don't think I could do the weirdness justice. I did sit down and work out some details for it though, after spuffy_luvr asked me in her review what the vampires would have eaten. (Answer: Harm ordered a salad and picked at it for the entire meal, Dru ordered something expensive and fancy, ate a few bits and then proceeded to play with her food for the remainder. Buffy was trying to keep the waiter away as much as possible, as well as running interference between the two vamps and did not enjoy her meal.) Perhaps some day... after I finish the 87583568 outlines and WIPs I have sitting around ;)

Maybe I will some day though. I just love the idea of Spike's three lovers sitting down to have a meal and forcing themselves to play nice ♥

Would you believe I haven't seen AtS either? I just know the basic plot, really, and the details concerning Spike in season 5. As far as I know, Angel used Dru (and Darla) to eat some W&H lawyers, then afterwards he put her on fire in an attempt to kill her as well. She fled and did not return. This fic has her returning after the vision out of sympathy for Spike and wanting to get a little revenge on Angel.

Edited at 2013-01-14 01:55 am (UTC)
red_satin_dollred_satin_doll on February 23rd, 2013 12:17 am (UTC)
(Answer: Harm ordered a salad and picked at it for the entire meal, Dru ordered something expensive and fancy, ate a few bits and then proceeded to play with her food for the remainder. Buffy was trying to keep the waiter away as much as possible, as well as running interference between the two vamps and did not enjoy her meal.) Perhaps some day... after I finish the 87583568 outlines and WIPs I have sitting around ;)

Maybe I will some day though. I just love the idea of Spike's three lovers sitting down to have a meal and forcing themselves to play nice ♥


This scenario is just made of so much win!
slaymesoftlyslaymesoftly on January 15th, 2013 04:09 am (UTC)
I second the "awwww" and add a nicely done. ;)
The prin-fucking-cess of Norway3hours on January 16th, 2013 06:05 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :D
Rebcake: btvs_spuf_afterglowrebcake on January 16th, 2013 08:30 am (UTC)
I don't think that any story containing an aside about Buffy/Dru/Harm having lunch could ever be too treacly! Stop apologizing! *looks stern*

But really, this is delightful and touches on some important stuff: heaven, exes, love, Buffy nearly unrecognizable to him in her happiness. Lovely job.
The prin-fucking-cess of Norway: BtvS: (spuffy) Take my hand - hold me do3hours on January 16th, 2013 06:07 pm (UTC)
*hangs head* Pure schmoop just doesn't seem to be most people's thing (have you ever seen a schmoopy awards, for example?) so I felt it was necessary to be upfront and warn about it. *shuffles feet*

Thank you so much! ♥
GingerWall: Buffygingerwall on January 17th, 2013 02:38 pm (UTC)
Definitely awwwwww-some.

*ducks flying objects*
The prin-fucking-cess of Norway3hours on February 7th, 2013 02:21 pm (UTC)
You're lucky my objects of choice for throwing are paper cups! Thank you :D
loopybellloopybell on January 21st, 2013 03:00 pm (UTC)
This was lovely. Another camping (sort of) story from you! Love the thought of Buffy digging in a crater, in practical yet stylish khaki's I would guess?! And stuck in a tent with Spike, poor woman....
The prin-fucking-cess of Norway3hours on February 7th, 2013 02:22 pm (UTC)
There's something about tents, I dunno. Clearly I have a thing ;)
UncagedMuse: raemcn1mandiraemcn on February 5th, 2013 03:18 pm (UTC)
This was such a sweet, wonderful fic! Well done. We all need a little fluff now and then.
The prin-fucking-cess of Norway3hours on February 7th, 2013 02:22 pm (UTC)
Thank you and YES! Sweet fics to counter all the angsty ones :)
tennyo_elftennyo_elf on February 16th, 2013 09:45 am (UTC)
So sweet! Very nice to read after all the drama!
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