Deathwishes...Part XVI...

Archived at the Buffy Rebecca verse,
www.geocities.com/buffyrebecca/Cicelypg.html

Disclaimer: All BTVS characters remain the property of Josh Whedon, Mutant
Enemy, and all other owner/creators of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer series...

Summary: S7 tale...William's back, seeking help from his favorite Slayer-girl...Who may shortly
need a little help herself...
Another Cicelyverse tale...

Written partly pre-Lessons, so no major spoilers that I know of but you may want to see episode 7.1
and on first to be sure...


      Anne...

Part XVI...

Like all great battle plans...Warren had noted to his allies as he gave the final briefing three hours
earlier that evening...Amy standing beside him...

This one is deceptively simple...

Thank God....he had not said, looking at the three Zorg had persuaded to join the action...

"It consists of three defined elements..."

First...The target, our dear Slayer...Kept under surveillance by our fair witch's tracking spell...

In the present, three hours following the time of Warren's briefing, Buffy now entered the McGarvey
cemetery...Spike's former home...A quiet Patrol so far...

Followed on Amy's spell map by her waiting "nemesis"...er "nemeses"...

The second...Warren had noted back at the briefing...Our diversionary force...

Three of the demons had looked at him, nodding a bit wanly...Ummn...?

Us, gentlemen...Zorg had explained...

My apologies, miss...he'd hissed to Amy...Waving sadly at his comrades...

In the old days, back in the Death's Head Brigade...he'd sighed...

Stationed by the side entrance to the McGarvey cemetery...A place the Slayer has always seemed
quite drawn to...

Home of her dear Spike...Warren had smirked...Not aware that William had recently changed his
address...

"Dear...?" Zorg had asked...A trifle startled...

Knew William the Bloody had turned traitor after his emasculation but...

"She's been involved with him..." Amy had explained...

Emotionally involved...she'd noted...

Really?...Zorg had blinked...

William the Bloody bagged his third...One of the other demons had explained to his confused
colleagues...

Wow...Echeb, a multi-horned Scarb demon was impressed...

Three Slayers...A definite record...

But...Then...

How come we're here?...

The human way with Summers...his informant had snickered...

Eehew...One made a face...

In the present, alerted by cell phone, the four demon allies, led by Zorg, now entered the cemetery
via a side gate...Dispersing as instructed and moving toward the center of the place...

The third...Warren had noted, smiling at Amy...Who hadn't been able to resist a faint smile back...

Us...Already in our separate positions...Moving in and over to the north part of the cemetery during
one of the security guards' shift changes...Set and ready as our target enters the zone...

In fact, as events unfolded in the present, they'd had to wait nearly an hour beyond the Slayer's
usual time for reaching the cemetery...Buffy having less reason to be eager to get over to McGarvey
these days, unbeknownst to their primary source, Amy...

Which fact had left an irritated Warren pacing his immediate waiting area...At some risk to the
scheme, Amy noted to him when she'd caught up with him...

At this point in the briefing earlier one of the three junior demon partners for lack of certainty as to
rules of etiquette had raised his hand somewhat nervously...

"But how do we transform the Slayer...? We'll be fighting her, right?...And we're not vampires...
Can the witch do it?..." he'd asked...

No...Warren had shaken his head, grinning...

Amy can't...And you'll be running from Ms. Summers...Not fighting...

Hopefully...he'd thought...As these clowns won't last ten seconds...

But...?

"There's a fourth element..." Warren had smiled...

A bit less defined...And somewhat unpredictable...But...In a cemetery like McGarvey...Always at
hand...

Our vampire sire...

Oh...Two of the junior troops had nodded...

"But...What if nobody rises tonight...?" the hand?raiser had persisted...

"My friend..." Warren had expansively beamed at him...

This is a Sunnydale cemetery...There are always vamp rising...Besides...

"This particular one has at least two permanent residents..."

William the Bloody...And...Warren had looked at Amy...

"Think his name's Phil..." she'd replied...A hair uncertain...

Whoa...All the bases covered...The three had nodded contentedly...

"Mr. Mears...?" Zorg had eyed his partner...Questioningly...

Has not Spike had plenty of opportunity to turn Ms. Summers in the past?...Why should we consider
him a possible sire candidate now...?

Kinda interested in that myself, Warren...Amy had thought...Eyeing him...

"Spike has a behavioral chip implanted in his brain to prevent him attacking humans..." Warren had
explained...

Courtesy those government types who were here a couple of years ago...He came to me for help with
it once...

Jesus...Echeb had shaken his head in horror...That's not right...

Those damned Initiative bastards...he'd sighed sadly...

How could we let such things happen in this country?...

"There's no guarantee that he'd help out...But if Summers were dropped at his feet, unconscious and
unable to defend herself..." Warren had smirked...

True love might take its natural course, in spite of some momentary pain...

In any case...The sire will not be a problem...We could even go find one outside the grounds...

The real trick is getting the drop on our dear Buffy...

"And that...With Amy's assist...Is my own unique contribution..." Warren had concluded...
***

In the cemetery, present time three hours later... Buffy frowned at the little guard...The vamp from the other night when William had announced his
homecoming with a bang...

Who'd come running up, greeting her as an old friend as she made her rounds of the McGarvey
grounds...

Still...He had tried to help her with Spike the other night, she had to give him credit...

God...Vampire boyfriends, undead husbands, me resurrected and reincarnated...And now, sober and
responsible vamp citizens trying to earn their blood in honest and honorable fashion...

Where, oh where have those simple days of Slaying gone?...

"Everything quiet here?..." she made an effort to be polite...

Absolutely, the vamp nodded...

And your human partner?...

"Still human?..." she eyed him...

Oh, yeah...he nodded his head emphatically...

But...It's a new guy...Last coupla nights...

High turnover...he explained hastily...I swear...

You could check with the home office regards my old partner, Mike...

"The new guy...Bill...He's checking down over that way..." he pointed...

Ok...Buffy nodded...
"I'll take a look around and leave it to you...But..." she frowned..."This is probation, you
know...Dependent on your continued good behavior..."

Right...he put up a hand...

You can count on Phil, Slayer...he told her gratefully...

"All right...Phil..." she nodded...And headed for the other side of the graveyard, down the same row
of large monuments where she'd encountered William the other night...

Phew...Phil mopped his forehead...One tough lady...He watched her moving quickly down the row
of white and beige...

Still, nice girl...Not nearly as harsh as some of the guys described her...

Kinda pretty picture...Her moving in the center between the stone and marble blocks and statues on
either side...As they glistened in the moonlight...

But duty calls...He headed off about his rounds...

Hmmn...

I smell the blood of a clueless happy meal...Definitely not good ole Bill...

He turned and walked towards the scent's source...

Not that he was even for a moment considering...

Just...His job...Gotta keep those poor graves undesecrated by those idiot punk kids...

Of course...If he did manage to catch one, alone...With the Slayer off about her own work...

Well...The place was clearly posted...No Trespassing on Penalty of Prosecution...

And he'd just be dispensing...Immediate justice...Protecting the sacred graves of the dead from
molestation...

His job...Both a duty...And...Sometimes...A pleasure...

***
Well...William groused to himself, moving slowly down the street...

Here we are again...Out looking for Buffy...

Dog off its leash looking for its owner...

Looking for yet another kick, perhaps...?
Jesus!...He jumped as Anya materialized beside him...

"Hi..." she smiled...

Sorry...Didn't mean to...

"Girl...Wear a bell or something..." he frowned...

Just wanted to see how you were...she glared...

"Still dead...still twitching..." he eyed her...

Harris send you?...

"My idea..." she noted, a bit annoyed...

Figured Buffy would like to know how you're doing...And that someone was watching out for you
while she...

Ah...He doesn't trust me...Will smiled...

Natural enough I suppose...

"He's concerned...About Buffy...Even about you..."

"The Man of Love"...Will grinned...

"It suits..." Anya replied firmly...

But this was my idea...she repeated...

Are you ok, Will?...she stared at him...

And looked round...

"You're looking for Buffy, right?..."

I can just wanta take a stroll, lady...I've been cooped up all day in a crypt, you know...he frowned at
her...

"I'm fine...Thanks..." he added, a tad more graciously...Seeing her concerned face...

Like Buffy's when she left this afternoon...

"You think I'm being too hard on her?..." he asked as they walked...

Are you asking me as Anya the human Buffy friend?...Or Anyanka the vengeance demon ready to
grant your wish for revenge?...she eyed him...

He stared...

"Better me than somebody like Haly..." she smiled...

I'd push you into wishing she had a bad hair day or a pimple...

"I don't want to hurt her..." he shook his head...

But...

"You've had a terrible hand dealt you, Will...In that great non-governmentally sponsored lottery
called life...It's only natural you're angry..."

They walked on in silence...

Ummn...she paused...

"You know...I think Buffy's on Patrol up around the McGarvey cemetery...Do you want to head
over?..."

I dunno...he sighed...

Maybe it's best not to meet up with her for a day or two...

"She'd be glad...To have your help..." Anya noted...

He looked away...

"Said she loves me..." he muttered...Not looking at her...

This afternoon, back in my crypt...Before Xan took her home...

She loves me...he looked down the street, at the various storefronts...And at a few couples strolling
by...

"Well...Cicely "loved me" too...For a little while..."

What makes you think she stopped loving you?...Anya looked at him...

What are the signs, Will?...How do you fix it?...Tell me... she did not say...But stared intently at
him...

"She hasn't told you?..." he stopped and looked at her...

About that night?...he stared at her face...

Right...he nodded...Well, maybe she doesn't remember all of it yet...

But she remembered enough...

Years ago...She remembered enough...

"What happened...?" Anya asked kindly...

He put up a hand...

"Lets just say...She decided ole William was "beneath her"..."

Too poor, too awful a poet...Not enough for her...

She stared at him...

"It's funny you mentioned Halfreck..." he looked at her...

Spike knew her...In Hell vaguely, I think...Her pure demon anyway...And she met him later one or
twice...

Haly?...

"And oddest thing...She's rather like Cicely...A little older now...A few pounds heftier...But unless
memory fails me...She's Cicely older twin..."

Anya blinked...

Cicely's twin...?

"She came to Dawn..." Anya muttered...

Dawn...Made from Buffy...she thought...

Oh...My...God...

What...? he stared at her...

"Excuse me...Back later..." she waved, vanishing...

I just can't keep them...he sighed to himself, continuing to walk along...

Hmmn...McGarvey cemetery...

Five miles at least...

Well, got nothing else to do...

Yeah...he chuckled at himself a little...

We may be estranged...But a good little Victorian hubby always checks to see the little woman is a-
ok...

Can't allow the Missus Walthrop to be accosted by miscreants...

Give her a laugh to see me running up, anyway...he sighed...

But picked up his pace a bit...A sudden, odd little cloud of fear gripping his heart...

I shouldn't have let her go without telling her it was all right...

I shouldn't have let her go out alone...

I should have said...

Ridiculous...Nothing's gonna happen to this Slayer...Defeater of goddesses...

Reincarnated, resurrected...

He picked it up still more...

***

C'mon...

Pick up the phone...Dawn groused at her cell phone...

Anya?...Geesh...

Not at the shop...Not at Xander's...Not at her apartment...

The only person who could help me...Unless Willow were here...Maybe Giles in a pinch...

Well...Xander was home...I could call him back...

And tell him...I think Halfreck may have worked for Cicely...Buffy once...Yeah...That'll do it...

Still...

Course there's always the direct approach...Ask her straight out...And Halfreck always did like me...
Especially when she was gonna kill me, granting my stupid wish...

Hmmn...Buf would ground me for...Still...If I got Halfreck to tell what she did and why...
But...How do I summon Haly anyway?...Act morose I guess...

Well...The direct approach always is the best they say....

But, maybe best to try outside...Don't need any more bloodstains or wrecked furniture, even if she is
in a good mood...She moved to a spot in the backyard...

"Halfreck!..." she yelled...

***

Deathwishes...Part XVII...

Archived at the Buffy Rebecca verse,
www.geocities.com/buffyrebecca/Cicelypg.html

Disclaimer: All BTVS characters remain the property of Josh Whedon, Mutant
Enemy, and all other owner/creators of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer series...

Summary: S7 tale...William's back, seeking help from his favorite Slayer-girl...Who may shortly
need a little help herself...
Another Cicelyverse tale...

Written partly pre-Lessons, so no major spoilers that I know of but you may want to see episode 7.1
and on first to be sure...

Part XVII...

"Xander!..." Anya cried...Materializing in his living room...

He hasn't changed a thing...Oh...she sighed...

He might vacuum once in a while...Geesh...

Xander emerged from the bathroom...

Oh...she sighed again...

Our old bathroom...The shower of infinite delights...

The toothpaste tubes and razors we shared...

Well, he never knew I used his razors on my legs...

An?...he stared at her...

"Ummn...This is about Buffy and William, Xander...I think you better sit down..."

He sat down...

Oh...He's sitting on our old sofa...The way he always used to...When I'd push him aside to grab my
favorite spot...Sigh...

Anya?...

Hmmn...? Oh, yeah...Duty...

Proving that my compassion for things human...More or less, considering William/Spike...Is still
intact...Despite my reversion to demonhood...Merged-soul, non-lethality-committed demonhood...

"Xander...I just found out something about Cicely...And Halfreck..."

Halfreck?...he stared...

Halfreck...she nodded...

***
Odd...Amy thought as she scanned the cemetery...

I only sense one measly vamp here tonight...Just one...

Must be that idiot guard guy, Phil...

Where's Spike...? Buffy's here...He just got back from wherever he was all summer a couple nights
ago...This was his home, after all...He should be around, annoying her...While she pretends she can't
stand his presence a moment longer...Then goes off with him to have sex...

Well...I guess they're taking a break...She had been keeping her distance from him the last few times
I saw them together before he left...

Maybe he just stopped off to say good-bye and left for good...

What a shame...They made a nice couple...Sort of Hepburn and Tracy, Beatrice and Benedict...

Not that I'm doing this for Buffy's benefit...But if it woulda united their demons forever
immortally...I might have felt a hair better about the whole thing...

Well...As Warren said at the meeting...There's always a vamp somewhere nearby in Sunnydale...

In fact...I faintly sense two or three within three miles...Not a big deal...

In case Phil wusses on us...

Shame it might have to be him, though...

She felt Buffy approaching...From the southwest...

Well...Time to assume my role...she thought...Waving her arms...

***

Buffy halted, tensed as she sensed...Demons...

Approaching from several points...Just to the east and south of her...

She swung around as Zorg and his "men" appeared across the flat modern stretch of the central
cemetery...

A rather scruff-looking crew, except perhaps for old Zorg himself...He rather tall and distinguished?
looking...For a hideous, scab-covered demon with mucus-filled loose skin plates on the sides of his
head rising and falling with each breath that is...

Hmmn...she frowned...

They didn't seem all that interested in charging her directly...Moving off fast to the side...

Guess it'll have to be an intercept rather than beating off a frontal assault...she thought...

Pity Dawny can't be here...These fellas don't look like much and it would be good for her to see me
on the offensive...

She picked up after them...Moving diagonally across the row of tombstones...

Shame they cut down all the trees in this section...Just to crowd more tombstones in...Spike's old
crypt in the older southern section at least had some decent shade trees and bushes...

***

"Anyanka..." Haly frowned at her...

You know I can't divulge client information...It would be a breech of trust...

She stood in Xander's living room facing Anya and Xander...

"Well...Dreamboat...?" she smiled coldly at Xander...

Still alive and kickin'...?

Anyanka...I am shocked...she grinned...

In the old days...

"I called you here to tell us about Cicely Addams...And Buffy Summers...Haly..." Anya glared...

Not to jerk my ex-'s chain...

And I told you...I...Can't...Tell...You...Halfreck folded her arms...

"I wish...You'd tell me, Halfreck..." Xander tried...

Oooh...Haly grinned...Such a clever little Dreamboat...

A wish...Gee...

Only problem is, see...You're not my client...

"Unless you're seeking vengeance on some of those girls who used to torment you back at
Sunnydale High?..." she eyed him... "Maybe turn them into cawing crows?...Or worse, cut off their
charge accounts?..."

You could do that?...Xander looked at her...

"Could even turn them all into Xander-adoring sexrobots like that Buffy-bot..." she grinned...

Really?...

"Xander!?..." Anya glared...

Just stringing her along, An...Til you think of something...he hastily replied...

"Haly...? You took Cicely's form in 1880?...And this is her form you're in now, right?..." Anya
looked at her...

Well...Yeah...Halfreck nodded...

I kinda liked it...And William was very fond of it...

I was hopin'...Maybe in time...Coupla centuries or two...Spike might come to look on me a bit...As
sort of a substitute Cicely...

Of course my original human form wasn't that different to begin with...Just...We ancient Egyptians
had such bad teeth and all...she added...

"I added a few years...And pounds...So I could do the guidance counselor thing with dear Dawny..."

Wanta see the real Cicely?...she grinned...and took on a younger, more slender form...In 1880-style
dress...

"Mr. Harris...Anyanka...So delightful to see you again..." she curtsied slightly...Offering a delicate
hand...Twirling a parasol...Speaking with a pronounced British accent...The exact accent Xander
and Anya had heard Buffy speaking with in brief episodes over the past few days...

So that's Buffy in 1880...Xander thought...

She resumed her Halfreck form...

"Why did she do it, Haly...?" Anya stared at her... "Why did Cicely have you drive Will away?"

Ask her...Halfreck eyed her coolly...

She's the client...

Buffy doesn't remember yet...Anya replied...

Really?...Halfreck grinned...

"How convenient for her..."

So nice to have that good ole... "I was reincarnated and don't remember a thing" excuse handy...

"Did William buy it?..." she smiled...

Probably did...He always was a fool for love...

Her face fell a bit...

"And he always did love her...Even after..."

"Poor fool..." she sighed...

Tell us what happened that night, Haly...Anya pleaded...

"Please...We've got..."

Whoops!...Haly waved a hand...

Sorry...Summons in progress...Gotta go...

"Haly!..." Anya cried...

She vanished...

***

What are these fellas up to?...Buffy thought as she raced after Zorg's diversionary force...

They keep backing away every time I think they're gonna make a stand...

Might be an ambush in progress...But where's everybody else...? Plus they've got some kind of
magics knowledge...

Twice throwing up an illusion to fool her while they slipped away...

Good thing I have Giles' amulet to deflect any normal spell casting on me personally...Not enough
to hold off a super-Willow but against the run of the mill love-spell caster, animal-shape-
transformer...Good enough...

Wise call on his part to prevent any more monks, evil Ethan-style wizards, or angry wiccans
(meaning Amy only, of course...Willow is fine, now...just fine) from messing with my mind or
body...

She focused on the closest one, poor Echeb...If she could just catch one and get some info out of
him...

***

She's really moving...Warren noted to himself, watching Buffy via night vision goggles...

Good thing we didn't plan on just trying to shoot her or tranquillizer dart her...We'd never hit her
tonight from any distance...

Say...What's with the funny hat...? he wondered...

"Warren?..." Amy hissed, drawing near...

Jesus, Mary, And Joseph!...he blinked in fright, eyeing her...

And I'm not even Catholic...

Boo...Amy grinned wanly at him...

Or at least her intent was to be grinning wanly...

In her present form...A leetle hard to tell...

"Whatdaya think...?"

I think Jonathan has to take a seat far in the rear of the bus compared to you...he grinned back...

Really?...she beamed...

"You look great too...Warren..." she told him...A shy tone in her voice rather out of place with the
hideous eight foot tall snarled red demon form she'd taken...
Slayer's nearly caught up with our boys...Warren noted...

Time for our little playlet...

***
She loves me...She must have loved me...William repeated over and over to himself, hustling down
the road through downtown...

She'd have no reason to lie to me now...Unless...

Cicely always was kind...When she wasn't sending me flying across her back garden...For
absolutely valid reasons, of course...

And with the exception of that one night...When kindness failed her...Or, she decided the situation
called for harsh measures...

She might...Have passed that kindness of hers onto Buffy...Buffy might...Be trying to ease things for
me...

Help the poor lost boy...The way she tried to help a poor student friend of her cousin's in...

But no...No...She married me...That wasn't charity...That wasn't kindness...Hell, she asked me...

She loved me...She loves me...I felt it...I feel it...

I stayed around for a century because I knew it...Believed she'd come for me...One day...

But...he paused in midstep...If she was the Slayer...And knew what I'd become...

Why?...Why didn't she come for me?...Release me?

Of course...If she reincarnated before Buffy...And tried to stop me before...

God, if only I'd known Chinese...

If it's true...If she loved me enough to come back for me after all these years...

Then she loved me in 1880...And it was all some kind of terrible, horrible...

Accident...?...Misunderstanding...?...

No...Oh...Christ...he put his hand to his head...Buffy Summers...Cicely Addams...The Greatest
Slayers of All Time...Constantly called on to fight evil...

Compassionate and protective of all they love...To a dangerous fault at times...

She was protecting me...
She drove me off...To keep me safe...

Jesus...Some protection...

Damn her...

She never trusted me with the truth...Never believed in me...Never trusted in us...

How could she not have known...?

That I wouldn't have cared...That I would've gladly died the night of our wedding...Just to be with
her for whatever time we had...

Little Willy the poor poof poet must be protected...Even if my heart must be shattered...That was it...

I was "beneath her" all right...Her feeble little poor boy husband...No choice in the matter for him...

Well, Cics...That was a freakin' brilliant move on your part I must say...

God knows what happened to my family...I nearly killed your reincarnated self (unless, oh God, you
were those other Slayers as well...)...Nearly lost my soul in Spike...Came as close as possible to
making you hate me forever...

Really think we're gonna have to work at this marriage a bit, girl...

***

Poor Echeb had exhausted the small bag of illusion spells Amy had doled out to the four demons...
And Buffy was closing in on him...

He halted...Ready to face his doom and too exhausted really to care anymore...

Buffy came up to him...Now in the middle of McGarvey cemetery...

Exactly where the plan called for her to be...

"Who are you?..." Buffy called to him as she came up...Cautiously scanning for the expected
ambush despite the lack of demon vibes...

Just...Walking...Slayer...Not...Doin'...Any...Harm...he gasped out...Wheezing now as he watching
her...

Who...Are...You?...she repeated...

I want an answer...Now...she raised her stake...

Echeb...he replied...Still gasping...Now falling to his knees...
And...? she glared...

He blinked at her...Slayer?...Don't use a last name...he explained...

She rolled her eyes...Shaking her head...

"Why are you here?...No more games..."

Just...Out for...A Walk...

Uhnnn...she groaned...

And put the stake to his throat...

He gulped...Rearing back on his knees as much as possible...

Well...? she glared...

"My other pal...Is the hunter...We're just the...Ummn..."

Diversionary force...

She blinked at him...

A scream came across the rows of tombstones...Human, from the north...

My pal got lucky...Echeb noted happily...

She pulled the stake away and raced off as he watched her...

Nice girl...he thought...

Very compassionate...Concerned...

Wonder how soon before her demon will go out dating...?

***

Up in the north part of the cemetery, a now somewhat-winded Buffy came upon Phil's partner, Bill
the human...And the eight foot "hunter" demon Echeb had mentioned... Bill groaning as the huge
demon lifted him helpless in its arms...Its four pals, the "diversionary force", having fled the
cemetery for now...

Buffy raced over to the thing's side and let off a hard kick...The creature staggered back, dropping
the guard...

Bill rolled on the ground, clearly the worse for wear...As was the demon, now on its knees, gasping...
Rather easy this fella, considering its size...she noted...

She caught her breath a bit, moving over to the guard while eyeing the creature...Which suddenly
vanished...

Whoa...She tensed...Magics capable and Invisibility?...Or a teleporter...?

Wish Anya were here...

She looked at ole Bill...Still moaning a bit...And helped him up...

"Thanks...Miss..." he gasped...

What...What was...?

"Who knows...?" she shrugged, smiling...

You ok?...she eyed him...

Middle-aged, on the hefty side...

A stereotypic security guard...

Funny though, something in his voice...Sounded...Vaguely...

"Don't...feel...Well..." he gasped again...Clutching his chest...

He staggered and she grabbed him...

Heart...he moaned...

"I'll call an ambulance..." she told him...

Please...I'll be ok...Just get me...Over to the guards' shack...By the main entrance...My meds are
there...he groaned...

"Can't let the company think...I can't handle it...My job...Please..."

Hmmn...

Perfectly understandable...Buffy thought...Given the circumstances...

And after all that racing around...I could use a break...

Really should recommend to his company they have folks here in somewhat better physical
condition, though...

Hmmn...You know...William will need a job...And I'll bet he could get in some writing time
working here...

Plus it might help Spike deal with the loss of control...That guaranteed bit of violence every night...

Might even be something for me to consider...If it pays better than Doublemeat...

Workin' with the hu...she grinned to herself as she helped Bill, who seemed a tad better,
along...Well...Lets not rush things...

Oh...!...Bill groaned again, collapsing in her grip...

His ring, a large one on his fourth left finger, scrapping her hand as he sagged...

Geesh...CPR, how do you do CPR?...she thought, settling him on the ground...

Wish Xander were here...Our resident expert...

God, I really gotta take a first aid class...

The large demon reappeared ten feet in front of her...Baring fangs...

Crap...

She reared back, assuming a defensive posture...But...Felt...Something...

Wrong...?

Dizzy...?

"Get out of...Here..." she called to the demon...

Or...I...Will hurt you this...

Oh...?...she wobbled a bit...What...?

"Something wrong, Buffy?..." the demon smiled at her...

What...? Buffy tried to keep her stance...

The creature for its part a bit bruised and battered by Buffy's womanhandling a moment
before...But...

It pulled a dart gun up...And fired...

Buffy gasped, staggering...

What...Are you...? she collapsed...

"Hey...Don't go without saying goodbye to your old pal..." Bill grinned at her as he stood up...

She blinked, as she writhed a little on the ground...Passing out...

Warren started to remove his fat pads and wiped some of the wax makeup from his face...

Buffy opened her eyes, moaning...Staring at him...

Who...?

"Better give her another shot...Slayers are preety resistant..." he noted...

The creature dutifully fired again...

No...Buffy groaned...

Oh...God...Not now...No...

"William..." she moaned...

William...

"Guess it was true love at that..." Warren smiled at Amy as she resumed her human form and they
stared at the now unconscious Buffy...

Amy stared at Buffy...

"Well...So..." Warren leered at the still form of the Slayer...

The mighty Summers brought low...

Now just the last piece to fit in...he eyed his partner...

"Vamps?..." he asked...

One nearby...she noted, still staring at Buffy...

"Hmmn...Well, lets hope it's dear ole Spike...I like doing things for my past customers..." he
grinned...

And if he loves her?...Amy looked at him...

He can either take her...Or we kill him and get someone else...Warren sneered...

"Better go and lead him...Or her...Over here..." he noted...
We don't have all that much time...he eyed Buffy...
***

What a night...Phil groused to himself...Having traced Amy's faint scent back and forth across the
cemetery...Finally to ole Bill's end of the cemetery...

Where Ms. Summers was no doubt checking things out...

Oh, well...At least he might score a few points with her, proving his trustworthiness by helping the
little happy meal find its way off the grounds safely...What with all the ruckus a few minutes ago
from the central area...

Who the hell were those clowns racing off the grounds just then...? he wondered...Demons, definitely
but no chums of his...

Thank God the Slayer was around to deal with things...Guess she scared 'em off...

Whoa...Amy materialized in front of him...

"Hi...There..." she grinned...

Looking for me?...

The human, he realized...But a magics type...

Handle with extreme care...

"This here's private property...Miss..." he pronounced solemnly...

You can be arrested for trespassing here...

"Didn't mean to roam around...Guess I just got lost...Sorry..." she sighed...

Just playing with a few minor spells...

"Spells...?" he asked...

Anxious to maintain his role of clueless security person as long as humanly...er well, you
know...possible...

"I'm not much good at it...But this is the best place to test things out..."

Private property...he repeated...

No trespassing allowed...For any reason...

Well...Sorry...Amy looked at him sheepishly...But...Maybe you could show me the way out...
Hmmn...No sign of the Slayer...

And he was in the market for a new mate...

So it wouldn't be like he was just using her to feed...She'd still be around...More alive than ever
from his pov...

He assumed work face...And rushed on her...

Whoops...A barrier threw him back...

Hey pal...Amy smiled...

Attacking humans?...And after all that spiel you gave the Slayer...?

The vamp resumed human face and eyed her...Clearly not your average happy meal...

"Course I could turn you in to her...But...Since she's right here...Warren!..." she called...

Mears dragging the unconscious Buffy over to them...

The vamp nervously eyed her...Mears...And Buffy on the ground...

"What is this?..." he looked at Amy...Who grinned...

"Your lucky day, pal..."

You get to be the Slayer's sire...

"Unless..." she paused...

"You want me to wake her up right now and find you alone with her..."

I imagine...She wouldn't be inclined to accept your protestations of innocence...

"And you'd be sitting pretty with a vamped former Slayer as your little girl..."

He stared at Amy...Whoa...

But being a practical sort...To whom such things rarely...Ok, never...Happened...

"How's about I take you and your friend out and earn the Slayer's gratitude..." he grinned...

Hell, I won't even kill you...Just take enough to put you under...

No other way...he noted...She'll understand when you're compelled by me to tell her whatever it is
you're up to...
A sensible vamp...Amy noted, nodding...Rare thing in this town...

Warren eyed Amy nervously...Ummn...

"Well..." Amy smiled...

Give it your best shot...she grinned at the vamp...

He charged again...And rebounded from the spell barrier around her and Mears...

"Try again..." she said kindly...

Maybe with a leetle more...Ommphf...You'll make it...

He tried again...With the same result...

Falling back, he stared at them...And the Slayer on the ground...

"She's all yours, buddy...If you hurry..." Warren grinned at him...

"Are you absolutely sure this is a good idea?..." Amy hissed to Warren as the vamp stared at
Buffy...

What...? Warren eyed her...

"Are you kidding...? You wanta quit now...At our moment of triumph?..." he glared...

I just mean...If she saw us...Buffy the Vampire is not likely to remember us fondly...

And even if she didn't...

"Please...She never got a gander at anyone but Zorg and co...Besides, Buffy's demon will be far too
busy dealing with friends and family to bother us...And we'll be protected...If you do your job,
babe..."

Our new vamp queen will have to come to terms with us...

Ok...Amy sighed...

If you keep your big mouth shut and stay out of sight until I say...she noted...

Please...she added...

He frowned a mo...Then, suddenly...From somewhere in the buried recesses of what remains of
humanity were left in him...

She's protecting me...he realized in some slight wonder...
She cares about me...The first person since Kat...Back at the start...

Well, natch...The moment fading...

This needy babe can't let go of her Warren daddy...

Warren backed off to some bushes...Amy resumed the demon form and approached the sleeping
Buffy cautiously...As the vamp guard watched...

She carefully removed the amulet Buffy wore on her upper arm, then threw some dust on her from a
bag...Chanting briefly...

Then sprinkled dust on herself...Moving to Warren...Who eyed her...

"You want protection or no...?" she frowned at him...

This stuff doesn't cause cancer or anything?...he hesitated...

Warren...

Ok, ok...

She sprinkled him...

"That's it?..." he looked at Buffy...

That's it...Amy nodded...

"But you're sure...?"

Either it works...Or it doesn't...But...

"She could still find another way if she wants to kill us...This only keeps her from killing us the
usual vamp way...I told you..." Amy stared at him...

So...Be absolutely sure about this...

Absolutely sure...she stared over at the prone Buffy...Now stirring very faintly...

Yeah...I'm sure...Warren nodded...Lets take the bitch out once and for all...

"Come on..." she returned to the little vamp guard...Who'd continued to watch them carefully...

Here's your big chance...Are you gonna blow it?...

Cause she wakes up in ten seconds...nine...

"What!?..." Warren cried...

"Then lets get the hell out of here..."

Yeah...Guess we'd better...Amy nodded...

"Bye, pal..." Warren chuckled...Halting and watching as the little vamp bent over Buffy...

And...Thanks...
***
Well...Halfreck eyed Dawn as they stood in the Summers' backyard...

"We are one clever little girl, aren't we?..."

You killed William...Dawn glared...

You murdered my...Gulp...brother-in-law...

"Please..." Haly waved a hand...

You weren't even a figment of the monks' imagination then...

But you did it, Halfreck...Dawn grimly stared at the "justice" demon...

"All I did..." Haly paused...

Was to carry out your sister's...Cicely's...Wish...

Your wish too, dear...If we take your being part of dear Cicely-Buffy literally...

"Buffy...Cicely...Would never have wished Will dead...Never!..."

Did I say she wished him dead?...Or even Undead...Haly smiled...

"She wished...For a simple life again..."

One uncomplicated by dear Willy's presence...

"And I gave it to her...Even sparing her the unpleasant task of dealing with William herself..."

She called on me, Dawny...I didn't pop in on her on a lark...

"You tricked her...Somehow..."

Moi...? Haly eyed her...

And what about Dru...? Dawn glared again...
"Was that Cicely's wish?..."

Can't help what Fate has in store, sweetie...I guess the Powers That Be just wanted to put their seal
of approval on my work...

"Heck...No one here seems very broken up about that poor girl...Drusilla..." Haly noted...

And no poor soul ever deserved her hideous Fate less...I can tell you...

"Why are you still here, Halfreck?..." Dawn stared at her...

Dawny?...You called me...

"You know what I mean!...Why are you still hanging around Buffy and William...? Especially
now...When they're almost back together..."

You're trying to stop it, aren't you?...she looked narrowly at the demon...

Screw things for them again, somehow...

"No need for that...Now...Sweetie..." Haly grinned...

What?...

Well...I've answered your question about Cicely...So, wish granted...she waved her arms airily...

"Wait!..." Dawn cried...

What do you mean...No need...?

Must run...Places to see...People to mete out justice too...Haly smiled...Vanishing...

***

The little guard waited...

Buffy opened her eyes and blinking, rose...

"You...?" she stared at him...Rubbing her head...

You're the one from the other night...The guard vamp, right?...

He nodded, grinning feebly...

She looked around jerkily...Something...

Voices...In her head...All trying to tell her...Warn her...Demand...
But...She was ok...Just stunned a mo...she shook her head to clear it...

I'm in the...Cemetery...McGarvey...? she eyed the vamp...

Yeah...he nodded...We spoke earlier, remember...?

Strange...she's not quite...he thought...

She's...So normal...?

"Yeah...I remember now..." Buffy got up...

I was fighting demons...But a human was here...

A human I know...Pretending to be...Someone else...

She looked at the guard...Who seemed a tad guilty-looking...And a bit...Confused himself...

"Where did they go?...The ones who knocked me out?"

Don't know...the guard shook his head...

"One of them...Was human..." she struggled to think clearly...

Your partner?...she eyed the vamp...

"I didn't know Bill all that well..." he pleaded...

The other one was human too...The girl...

The witch...he eyed her...

Girl?...Witch?...she stared at him...Staggering on her feet...Like a newborn calf...

Angry demanding voice in her head...Why were they still here?...It was her time at last...

"I won't go...We won't go...We mustn't go..." she whispered aloud...

William...Help me...Oh, God...Not now...not now...Please...she whispered...

I can't go now...We can't go...William needs us...

Oh...God...Have mercy on me!...On us!...A voice cried out in her head...

"Slayer?..." the guard stared...

This wasn't right, somehow...
But then...He rarely transformed people...

And never a Slayer...

"Yeah..." she nodded eagerly...

I am the Slayer...Buffy Anne Summers...That's me...

"I'm also...Cicely Addams Walthrop...Likewise a Slayer...Did you know that?..." she nervously
asked the puzzled vamp...

Reincarnated...And resurrected...

"It takes a toll..." she noted...

Ummn...Yeah...I guess...the guard nodded....Now a leetle uncertain...

What's going on here?...Maybe best not to bring up the new family tie just yet...

In fact...He'd feel a lot better if his new "daughter" would go away and get on with her new "life"...

Best to humor her mood a little...If she still wants to believe she's human, well...

"Those...People who attacked you?...They left that way..." he pointed to the gate down a row of
headstones...

Great...Thanks...I'll get after them...she looked over at the gate...Began moving off...

And halted...Turning back, she hurried over to the guard...He stopped...

"I'm the Slayer, you know...Buffy Summers...The Slayer..." she insisted...Almost...Pleading...

Ummn...Yeah...the guard agreed...

Some people just need a little time, he reflected within...

Sure...he nodded...The Slayer...

"And this is what I do..." she staked the guard...

***
Something's wrong...Amy shook her head...Lowering her night goggles as she stood by her partner
at a side gate...

"Gee..." Warren glared at her...

You caught that too, eh...

"She just killed a vamp...The good ole Slayer way...!"

"She's...Fighting it somehow...Her soul is hanging on..." Amy pondered...And knelt down,
spreading out her hands...Stretching the fingers out in a wide circle...

I don't understand it...

"Well, I do..." Warren sneered...

"Super-witch gave her some special charms or something...She's been protected all the time...And
you never caught it..."

No...Amy insisted...That's not it...All she had was that amulet...I'd have felt anything else...I'd feel it
now...

There's no special protection around her...

But...

"Look..." Amy pointed at the ghostly image now forming around Buffy...As the Slayer dazedly
walked away from them...Towards the main cemetery entrance...

It's her aura...Her human aura...The blue mists...

I see...Two?...Warren stared through his goggles...Amy rising to look through hers...

Am I seein' double?...he looked at her...

"It should be the one, right?..."

It should be none, now...Amy noted...

Her soul should be off to either Heaven or limbo...

Limbo?...

"Sometimes a departing soul gets trapped...Or can't make the grade direct to Heavenly peace...Or
Hellish suffering...And Limbo is the interdimensional void between all realms..."

But she's not moving...? Warren eyed his partner...

No...And there's someone...Something...With her...

Another soul...Or part of one...

"Two Buffies in one?..." Warren looked at Amy...

I'm as clueless as you are, Warren...she sighed...

"Maybe...Her mom...Joyce...Is trying to help her..."

So...Your little plan failed...he groused...

And Willow will be home in a few days...Sooner, now...Once Buffy calls her...

"Buffy's started her transformation...Partially...Warren...We got that far..." Amy eyed him...

We just have to see if her demon is strong enough to break through...It must be a powerful one...

"Isn't there anything you can do...?...To drive Mommie or whoever away...?"

"I'll have to see...I don't know..."

She paused, looking at him sheepishly...

I wasn't expecting this, Warren...I wasn't prepared for it...

"I'm sorry..."

Sorry...?! he glared...

"Babe...Sorry doesn't cut it...Do you know what you've done to me?!...If she calls Willow
home...?!" he raged at her...

"I didn't mean to...Warren...Please...I..."

She doesn't know we're involved...Amy pointed out...We're safe for now...

Maybe...In time...As she makes her first kills...

"I'll find a way to straighten it out...Just give me a chance..." she pleaded...

Please...

Ok...he calmed...Ok...

"Lets work the problem...Straighten it out..."

I will...Amy nodded...

There's no danger yet...And we are protected against her...she noted...

Just...Give me a little time, Warren...

***

Deathwishes...Part XVIII...

Archived at the Buffy Rebecca verse,
www.geocities.com/buffyrebecca/Cicelypg.html

Disclaimer: All BTVS characters remain the property of Josh Whedon, Mutant
Enemy, and all other owner/creators of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer series...

Summary: S7 tale...William's back, seeking help from his favorite Slayer-girl...Who may shortly
need a little help herself...
Another Cicelyverse tale...

Written partly pre-Lessons, so no major spoilers that I know of but you may want to see episode 7.1
and on first to be sure...

Part XVIII...

"Xander...? Do you know where Anya is?...I need her right now..." Dawn hissed into her cell
phone...As she stood in the Summers' backyard...

"She's gone Dawn...Off to D'Hoffryn's place..."

Rats...Oh...

"Say?...That mean you guys are back together?..."

She's talking to him about something else...he replied...A bit sadly...And somewhat evasively, she
noticed...

"Xander...I gotta see her...It's about Halfreck...You know...That crazy..."

Halfreck?...

"Dawn...What about Halfreck?...She didn't come to you again, did she?..."

Ummn...No...Dawn replied, a little brightly...

Ummn...See...

"I...Kinda..."

Summoned her...

"You what?!..." he cried...

"But it was Slayer business..." she insisted...

Well...Summers' family business...

"Dawn!...She might've killed you!..."

Or you might've killed millions...With a bad wish...

"She was Cicely...For one night...In 1880, Xander...."

She drove Will off...Dawn continued...For Buffy...er Cicely, she claimed...

He sighed...

"Yeah...We know..." he muttered...

What?...

"She was here...Anya was talking to her..."

Will told An that Halfreck looked like Cicely...That Spike had known her...An put two and two
together...It's why she's with D-H now...he explained...

"She's trying to get what info she can out of him...Maybe get him to force Halfreck to come back
and tell us the rest..." he continued...

"The rest...?" Dawn asked into the phone...

"Why Cicely called on her...And..."

Drusilla...he replied...

***
William reached the McGarvey cemetery main gate...Amy and Warren and their "allies" as well as
Buffy now gone...

Slayer scent...Or Buffy scent...Hard to tell now with the soul and all which he was registering...

Probably both...

He entered cautiously...

Quiet as...Well, naturally...

Still...Didn't they just upgrade security round these parts...?

"Buffy?..." he called...
"Cicely...?"

Had to admit...Rather nice to be using that name...Without accompanying curse words...For the first
time in so long...

He stared round...All quiet...

Whoa...He tripped, stepping in Phil's empty guard's uniform...

Hmmn...Ashes in a security guard's suit...

Nice to see one of them finally showed a little imagination in its encounter with the Slayer...

Even better to have the best evidence of its failure to fool her...

"Buffy...?!" he called...

Lovely...Crying out after her...Begging her to take some notice of me...

The wheel turns and we're back to 1880...

Hmmn...

Another guard's uniform...With...?

He lifted Warren's fat pads...And eyed the wax makeup bits scattered by it...

Sniffing...Hmmn...

Unless I've lost everything vampiral in regaining my soul...I'd say this was a human's outfit...

A trick-or-treating human's outfit...

And this being Sunnydale...Definitely no treats involved...

A human?...Passing as a cemetery guard...?

His or her uniform...Next to a vampire likewise doing the same...

And no Cicely...Buffy around...

Pity Dru couldn't choose right now to pay a call...Could use her skills just now...

And give her peace immediately afterward...

Oops...He looked down...Where the grass was matted and pulled...

As if something or someone had been dragged across it...

A hair clip...Nice one...

Buffy's...he realized...

He looked around...

The cloud of fear was freezing solid around his heart...

Just like the Powers That Be...Bastards...To...

And I let her go...Without...

After she told me...What I've waited to hear for a hundred years...

And that's not some fool songwriter/poet's exaggerated angst...

"Joyce...Please...Help me..."he prayed...

Well, he certainly wasn't about to call on the white-bearded One...That comical jackass...

Who was no doubt rolling in his chair, hooting over this one...

Screwed them yet again...he must be telling his crew of...

Angels...

Why did I let her go like that?...After she told me...

He rubbed his head...

Focus, Walthrop...

Time you made use of the little gifts poor ole Dru gave you...

He picked up her faint trail and began following it off the grounds...

***
There I am...Buffy smiled at the store front window...

See...No problem...

Just a little...Tired?...

More like...Hungry?...she stared at the hollow-eyed, tense face looking back...

Deep shadows flitting across it...

Course...The reflection stuff is all hooey...But if a vamp's human soul believed...It's like the crosses,
churches, and holy water...Sorta psychosomatic...

Anyway...While there's nothing to worry about...It's a good sign of normality...

Alls well...

I was just...Groggy...Disoriented...

She wandered along...Slipping into a fog...

Late she suddenly realized...Getting near dawn in fact she came to with a start...

Have I been walking all night?...

God...I gotta call Dawn...she looked for her cell phone...

Tell her I'm fine...Which I am...Just a little woozy

Anyway...I'll be in the light soon...

With nothing to fear...Walking home safe in the light of day...

My poor William...

A scream from up ahead...Whoops...she put the phone back...

First things first...

Better yet...she told herself...Better yet...

A victim in need of a Slayer heroine...

A human Slayer...

***
A terrified young brunette woman dragged into the basement of an old building up the street...Held
firmly by her now rather less charming escort...

Very poor dating choice...

But, a low self-esteem type with a few extra pounds...She'd been flattered when he'd asked her to a
private rendevous so politely a few hours ago at the Bronze...

Though one must note, Buffy thought as she halted on the basement stairs...From his pov...
The vamp was sincere in his affection...To go to all this trouble, risking the dawn, dragging her
down here...

Clearly he had something permanent in mind...

And was in fact in the middle of whispering an offer to his date...

Buffy jumped down behind him...Grabbed him, whirling him round...

He raged for an instance, then saw the famed Slayer in front of him...

Uh-boy...

Say?...Wait a minute...

"Slayer...?" he gasped, eyeing her as his date huddled fearfully on the basement floor...

You're...One of...?

He dusted as Mr. Pointy found his mark...

"Well..." she smiled at the girl...

Guess that's that...

"Who..." the girl gasped...Rising to her feet, taking Buffy's arm...

What was that?...

"A vampire..." Buffy said matter of factly, looking at her...

Something about her...Such a...Healthy...young woman...

Full of life...

She blinked...Catching the young woman clearly getting a leetle nervous at her intense stare...

"A vampire..." she continued... "Fangs...Demon essence inside...Wants your blood...On occasion,
might, if he were in a good mood and...Lonely...Offer you what he'd claim was eternal life..."

The girl stared at her...

"It's true...Town's full of them...Best to accept it and take a few extra precautions at night...And
with your choice of dates..." she smiled...

If I...Just as a joke, of course...Came over to her...And took her hands...And made as if I were going
to...
Just to make her realize how dangerous things can be around here at night...I...No...What am
I...Thinking?...

Please...God, no...Not now...

Mother, help me...Tell me it's all right...

I couldn't be...I saved her...I'm just...

"Yeah..." Buffy repeated... "Best to take lots of extra precautions at night..."

"Thanks..." the girl backed away a bit...

Frightened?...Of me?...Buffy stared at her...

"Why don't I see you outta here?..." she smiled...

I have a way with vamps...You saw...she grinned a bit...

Ummn...the girl shook her head...

"I'm fine...I'll just get going..."

"Don't be afraid of me..." Buffy told her...Staring deep into her...

"You're not afraid of me...I just saved you..."

"Please ..." the girl tried to break away from her stare...But somehow, couldn't...Though she
continued to try to back away...Towards the stairs...

"You're not afraid..." Buffy intoned...

No...No...Oh Mom...God...Help me...Stop me...

The girl stopped, staring at her...Trembling....Unable to break away...

"Come here..."

***
"Buffy!..." Xander called from the basement stairs...

Buf...? he saw her, a girl standing near her...

Xander...? Buffy looked at him...

The girl let out a gasp and backed away from the now startled?looking Slayer...Then turned and ran,
passing him...
"Hihowareya?..." he called out to her hastily as she zipped by him...

Buffy...he sighed at her...

"Dawn's been frantic..."

How did you...? she looked at him...And after the fleeing girl...

"Traced your cell phone signal...Little trick Willow taught me once..." he eyed her...

You might answer your phone once in a while...he noted, frowning...

"Anything wrong?..." he turned to Buffy...

Vampire...she shook her head...

I got him, but...

Scared her, I guess...

"One vamp...Kept you out all night...?" he stared at her...

She looked so...Hunted...

Almost as if...

"Is it day yet?..." she asked...Eagerly...

He mustn't think...He can't think...I'll prove it...

He nodded...Staring at her...

"Lets get out of here, Xander...Now..." she insisted...

Up into the light...

Ok...he nodded, but paused...

"You ok?..."

"Just need some air..." she hurried to the stairs...

Some light...

"Well...Hey, wait...Buffy!..." he called to her as she raced past him...

Gotta get out of here...Gotta get out...Into the light...
I'll be Buffy...Cicely...In the light...

Mustn't stay down here...With Xander...

She ran out into a somewhat cloudy day...Xander's faint cries fading behind her...

No burns...No flames...Oh...Thank God...Thank you God...she sighed...

The sun peeped through a blocking cloud...she raised her arm to it...

Ok...she nodded...No flames...

Oh...she felt a mild burn...Not a flame-out, nothing like it...But...A bit quick for a sunburn...

No...No...It's nothing...Just strong sun...she told herself...

As she hurried towards a corner drugstore...

***

"Not a thing to worry yourself about Nibs..." William spoke into his cell phone...

Unless you don't make it to school this morning...he sternly added...

Dawn having called him for the fourth time since waking to find no Buffy...

"Spike...Ummn, sorry...Will..."

I told you what Halfreck said...she paused...

"Halfreck says a lot of things...She's a vengeance demon...They like to mess with your mind..." he
noted...

"Why won't she answer her phone?..." Dawn wailed a bit...

Well...Nibs...Be hard for her to call you with you talking to me, eh?...

And maybe the batteries have run down...You lot do more than your share of gabbing you know...

"Dawn..." he hesitated... "If I could be out there..."

I know...she replied...

Thanks...

"Xander's trying to find her...Trace her phone..."

Ah...he smiled into the phone...

Problem solved with our man Harris on the job...

She sighed...

"He will find her, Dawn...Intact...As always..."

"I was out looking for her last night..." he admitted...

Guess she didn't want to be found just then...But lots to think over...Work out...For her...

And me...he noted...

"Guess it must be hard for you too..." Dawn paused...

Nibs?...

"Being the husband of a Slayer, I mean..."

***

"It's gonna be all right...It's gonna be fine..." Buffy told herself...A mantra she repeated over and
over as she paced the drugstore where she'd taken refuge...

Sun was just a mite too strong today...Must be that ozone hole thing...

But nothing...she looked at her arms...Strong sunburn, no flaming...See...Alls well...

If I were...If...

Well, I'm not burned up...So I can't be...

I can't be...Not now...Oh, God...Not now...

"You buying somethin' Miss?..." the clerk at the counter eyed her...

Yeah...she nodded and bought three bottles of the strongest sunscreen they had...highest UV
protection grade...Plus an umbrella...

***
Deathwishes...Part XIX...

Archived at the Buffy Rebecca verse,
www.geocities.com/buffyrebecca/Cicelypg.html

Disclaimer: All BTVS characters remain the property of Josh Whedon, Mutant
Enemy, and all other owner/creators of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer series...

Summary: S7 tale...William's back, seeking help from his favorite Slayer-girl...Who may shortly
need a little help herself...
Another Cicelyverse tale...

Written partly pre-Lessons, so no major spoilers that I know of but you may want to see episode 7.1
and on first to be sure...

Part XIX...

Well...Will thought...As he put away his cell phone...Looking around the old house he'd taken
refuge in...As the dawn had crept up on him during his all-night search...

The same old house where he...Well, Spike...and he, hovering round...And Buffy...Had first...

Sturdy old place to still be standing...

Light peeping through some of the boards blocking the windows...Trapping him unless he chose to
call on Harris or his rabbitphobe demon girl for rescue...

This is another fine mess you've gotten me into...Cicely...

Another ring...

"Will!?..." Dawn's voice...Fifth time...

"Xander found her...Traced her cell phone..."

Oh...

Well...My vampiral supersenses are just off due to the human soul thing he thought...

"She ran away from him...!...Wouldn't stay...!"

He said...She looked...Strange...Dawn nervously added...

Ok...Will replied...Tensing a bit...

How...Strange?...

"She looked...Odd...He said...And she ran off into the street...But nothing else..."

Into the light, eh?...Phew...he thought...

Not that he'd worried about it...Just...The PTBs have such a joyful, ironic sense of
humor...Would've been right up their alley...

Could be some venom stuff again, right?...Dawn hastily asked...Making her a little crazy?...

"Maybe, Nibs..."

"Or...Maybe..." Dawn hesitated...

Maybe Cicely's driving her a leetle over the edge...All those old memories coming back...? You
think?...she asked hopefully...

"That's likely, Niblett...But where did he find her?..."

Cross and Merriweather...Old office building there...Fighting some vamp...Just after dawn...

"She went outside, Will...He said she wasn't..."

Burning or anything...

"Of course not, girl...Our Slayer?...My Buffy-Cicely?...To some nobody vamp?...Not a chance..."

"Are you in your new place?...I could have Xander get you...Maybe the two of you could find
her?..."

No, not at home...he replied...Looking around...Whoops...A few light shafts now moving his way,
slowly...

"Actually I'm a coupla blocks from Merriweather...In an old house...And yeah, having ole Harris
pick me up...With some coats or blankets...Might not be a bad thought at that..."

But, Nibs...As to Buffy...Just have Xander ask Anya to go...Even he should've thought of that...

"She's still with D'Hoffryn...Or maybe Halfreck...Trying to get some info..."

Oh...he affected a causal air...

Halfreck?...

"About that night, Will..." Dawn explained...

What?!...he lost the causal air...

You know...Why Cicely...she hesitated...

Halfreck?...

"Halfreck was there, Will..."

"I see..." he replied...Closing his eyes...

Why don't I just go walk into that large light shaft?...he told himself...

Of course Halfreck looked like Cicely...She was there...

It was her...She took Cics' place...

Such a bright wife I had...Called on a vengeance demon to help get rid of me...With exemplary
success...

Until just a few years ago...

He stared at the light shafts...Now slowly widening...

"Will...?" Dawn was a bit...

Maybe mentioning Haly and dredging up the past wasn't the best thing just right now...

She heard him sigh...

"Well...See if Harris can possibly get over here...We can do that cell phone tracking thing
together...And if Anya shows, have her go to Buffy at once..."

Right...Sis?...he finished...

She smiled and he could feel it over the phone...

"Right...Bro..."

Hmmn...Guess I'm forgiven...he thought...

And have a little sister again...At last...

Whoa...Practical matters, Walthrop...he noted a new light shaft springing open near him...

And moved toward better shelter...

Wish I'd requested a human body along with soul back in Africa...he sighed...

***

"So..." Warren frowned as he and Amy sat in her apartment...

Lets review...

"Our immediate goal was achieved in part...Buffy was taken, a handy vamp gave her the once-
over...She began transformation...Her demon is now present in her body..."
But...Something...Or someone...Blocked the process...Kept her soul in the body, preventing a full
transformation...

Amy nodded sheepishly...

"Unforeseeable I guess..." Warren sighed... "It not involving magics protection and all..."

Not your fault, babe...he generously conceded...

"But what the hell do we do now?..."

Buffy is sure to get in touch with Willow asap...Willow will come home from New York asap...

And the shit will hit the fan big time...

"Should we just go...Warren?" Amy looked at him...

He'd need me...If we went now...With Willow hunting for whoever...He wouldn't risk leaving me...

"We haven't exhausted everything yet, babe...You said you could fix it, remember?" he frowned at
her...

I can try...she nodded...

"Maybe...If I can push Buffy...and the other...Down a bit...Maybe the demon could take control..."
she noted...

Excellent...Warren beamed...A solution...

What I like to hear...

"But...Warren...She will be very dangerous...And a direct spell on her...By me...Might be
traceable..."

You protected us against her, right?...he noted...

Yeah...But...

"Well...She could have Willow trace that too, right?..."

I suppose...Amy sighed...But she'd have less reason to look for someone having done a protection
spell...

"'Sides..." Warren grinned... "When vamp Buffy gets going...Willow will have more to worry about
than hunting for us..."

And that's what you wanted...Right, babe?...To make Willow feel the pain...?
"You finish things with Buffy...And Willow will feel it...And she'll be alone...Just as you wanted..."
he eyed her...

And then...If all goes well with our negotiations with the new Queen of the Damned...

A new Trio will rule Sunnydale...

And Willow will be dead...

***

"Thanks, ole pal..." William smiled at a frowning Xander...As he pulled on one of several coats
Xander had brought to him...

Don't mention it...Xander glared...

I mean that...

"Nibs gave you quite a time over fetching me, eh?..." Will grinned...

Xander's phone rang...Third time since he'd reached the house...

"Yeah...Dawn, I told you...I'm here...I got him...We're heading out..."

He handed the phone to Will...

"Tell her..."

"Still dead and kickin' Nibs..." Will grinned into the phone...

Harris is still showing that noble self-restraint with me...

"Anything more from Anya...Halfreck?" he asked...

Nervously...Xander noted...

Ok...We'll move out...You get off to school...

"We'll find her, sis..." Will finished...

Sis...? Xander stared at him...As he handed back the phone...

"Something nasty on my teeth, Harris?..." he grinned...

Xander grumbled, looking away...

"Lets go...If you're going..."

"Oh yeah...Gotta see what the Missus is up to..."

Xander glared...Will putting on several coats and some gloves he'd provided...

He paused...

"Say...Xan...You know...Cics and I will be planning a rededication ceremony...Renewal of wedding
vows, that sort of thing..."

Xander's glare rose to white heat...

It's what Victorians do, you know...

"And I was wondering if you'd be willing to consider...Doing us the great honor..."

"Don't push the soul thing, William..." Xander grumbled...

I will only accept it so far...Whoa...

He blinked...

"Were you asking me to be your...Best Man?..."

Well...Will grinned...

Xander rolled his eyes...

"Do not push the soul thing...Spike..."

He led the now heavily wrapped Will up to the street entrance...

Ummn...he paused as they reached the car...

"Yeah...Yes..." he eyed Will...

If Buffy...Cicely...Really...

Wants to...

"Thanks, Harris..." William nodded...Formally offering a hand...

As a Victorian gentleman should...

***
"Now...Anyanka..." D'Hoffryn frowned at Anya...

As they stood in the misty Great Hall of his abode...The cries of the vengefully...And, to a
reasonable extent, justly...Tormented echoing through the place...

"D-H..." she glared...

This is not like you to be so evasive...What was Haly up to in 1880?...

"Sweetheart...Client confidentiality, remember?...One of the bedrock principles of our
organization..."

"Buffy would be happy to give me authorization...You know that...And she is Cicely, right?...So..."

D'Hoffryn eyed his favorite demon, sighing...

Such a loss to the realm...But he'd suspected even from the moment she'd rejoined the old firm that
her heart just wasn't in dispensing that Old Testament style wrath anymore...

Poor kid...A terrible thing to develop human ties...Even in the case of the Slayer...

So transitory...Although of course there is the immortal soul thing...

How to tell her...? Gently...That the case of Cicely Addams Walthrop/Buffy Summers had taken a
new and tragic turn...

At least from the human pov...

And a loss to him as well...A century of hard work to obtain his first Slayer-Vengeance
demon...Down the drain...It being highly unlikely that an independent vamp demon like Anne would
accept his offer of employment...

And yet...He had to be firm...Principles are principles...

Which offered him...A compassionate and sensitive employer by his lights...An easy out to avoid
hurting his poor favored one...

"Anyanka...The answer's still no...I cannot tell you about the case..."

All right then...Anya frowned...

"I'll do it the hard way...I'm sure Buffy will have a preety good case to make for employing me to
seek out Haly..."

Anyanka?!...D'Hoffryn gasped...

"You'd perform vengeance on one of our own?!..."

Like a shot...she nodded...

Unless...

Hmmn...She has that face...D'Hoffryn noted...

The face that cursed ten thousand souls...A year, at her peak...

All right...he sighed...

"Go to the archives in my storeroom...Tell Philip to let you review the Farris-Addams contract, circa
1880...Show him this..." he handed her a medallion, with his personal seal...

But Anyanka...he frowned...As far as I know...You "borrowed" my medallion while we talked...

That I agreed to do this...Remains between us...Forever...

Or your Mr. Harris receives a most unwelcome visit...From me...Personally...

"Absolutely..." she beamed...Wait?...

Farris-Addams?...

"Her old Watcher...You'll understand when you review the contract..." he eyed her...

Poor, poor kid...he thought...

Not a very pleasant homecoming awaiting her...

***

"George's Pharmacy...?" the clerk at the drugstore had decided to finally pick up Buffy's cell
phone...Left behind...Deliberately by Buffy as she left...

Not quite ready to have Xander track her down just yet...

"What?..." Xander stared at the phone...

Who is this...?

"This is George's Pharmacy, friend...Your ladyfriend left her phone here a while ago..."

What...? Will stared at Xander...Carefully avoiding a look out the car window at the sun...Even with
the UV?resistant dark glasses Xander had provided...

"She left her phone at some drugstore..." he hastily whispered...Turning back to the phone...

"Where is your place?...he asked the clerk...

Ok...We'll be right over...

"If she drops by for the phone, ask her to wait...?"

He hung up and looked at William...

"Why would she leave the phone?..."

She didn't want us to trace her...Will nodded thoughtfully...

Something's wrong...

"But..." he eyed Xander..."You said she went into the light...Just ran off, right?"

Yeah...

"It could be as the Nibs thought...Another drugging...Or, maybe...She needed some time...To think
things over..."

"Dawn..." Xander replied...Frowning...

"She'd never let Dawn worry like this...You were right the first time, Will...Something's
happened..."

William stared at him...

"Take me home, Xander...Then head over to the drugstore..."

Xander eyed him...He shrugged...

"I'm no use to you in daylight...Besides...If anything serious has happened, we'll need someone in
one place to make calls, wait for Anya, that sort of thing...In fact...I'd like to place a call to
Willow...And then Giles asap..."

And...If something has happened...She might come to me there, rather than go home or to the rest of
you...

"Ok..." Xander nodded, starting the car and pulling out...

"I mean a drugging...Something like that..." Will added... "Maybe Amy caught up to her and turned
her into a rat...Slowly this time..." he smiled...

You know Buf...She'd either insist on trying to fight the drug or whatever off...Or, if the rat
thing...Be much too embarrassed to face us...Once those whiskers started popping out...

Yeah...Xander nodded...Grinning slightly back...

"It'll be fine, whatever it is...Nothing our girl can't handle..." Will noted...

Back from the dead...Three times, if you count my Cicely...he pointed out...

Nothing she can't handle...he repeated...

Yeah...Xander nodded again...Eyes firmly on traffic...

Can't be serious...Can't be...Another little hallucinatory experience at worst...he told himself...

He eyed William a sec...

God couldn't be so cruel...Not after all He's let happen to them...

"I'd bet she's just trying to think things through...Will..."

Probably at home...Or your place...Already...

Please...God...Cut them a break this once...he prayed silently...

They reached Will's new cemetery...Greenwood...Xander helping him back through the rows of
stones to his crypt...

No sign of Buffy...

"I'll send Anya over to you as soon as she gets back..." Xander told him...

Ditto, if she come here first...Will nodded...And paused as Xander began heading out...

"Don't be a bloody fool about that girl, Harris..." he called...

She's the best thing that will ever happen to you...

"Don't let your fears kill your future...They can, you know..."

I'm Unliving proof...he smiled wanly...

"Your story's not over yet, Will..." Xander smiled back...

But...Thanks...

***

Deathwishes...Part XX...

Archived at the Buffy Rebecca verse,
www.geocities.com/buffyrebecca/Cicelypg.html
Disclaimer: All BTVS characters remain the property of Josh Whedon, Mutant
Enemy, and all other owner/creators of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer series...

Summary: S7 tale...William's back, seeking help from his favorite Slayer-girl...Who may shortly
need a little help herself...
Another Cicelyverse tale...

Written partly pre-Lessons, so no major spoilers that I know of but you may want to see episode 7.1
and on first to be sure...

Part XX...

I've just got to concentrate, Buffy thought...Moving down Westfield St...Towards downtown
Sunnydale...Holding her umbrella firmly in hand...

I'm fine...I just have a leetle UV sensitively this morning...No flaming, see...She stuck a hand out to
the sun...

A mild tingling, moving rapidly to a sunburn...But no flames...

This is some trick...Someone trying to unhinge me...Like the games Warren and his nerds used to
play...

Trying to make me think...

William...I've got to get to William's place...

"Buffy...!" a voice hissed...From the alley to her left...

She turned...Anya in human face...Waving her into the alleyway...

"I've just gotten back from D'Hoffryn's palace...His archives..." Anya told her...

"Buffy...Cicely...You didn't kill William..."

What...?

"I mean..." she paused...

You didn't send him to Drusilla so that she killed him...In 1880...

"It was Halfreck..."

By the way...Anya looked at the umbrella...What's with...?

Seems a little cloudy but...

"Halfreck...?" Buffy stared at her...Moving closer...

Yeah...Anya nodded, excitedly resuming the tale...She took your place that night...After you
summoned her...

"I...Summoned her...?"

No...Buffy shook her head, anger building in her eyes...

Anger...Anya noted...And...something else...

"I didn't kill William!..."

"No...I told you...You didn't...She drove him off for you...And Dru was waiting for him...Primed by
Haly to wait in the alleyways near your place...In London..." Anya stared at her...

There's more...she began...

"I think there was a conspiracy...Between your own Watcher at the time and Haly...I think they
made you believe you were saving..." she stopped...Suddenly...

Oh, my God...she gasped...

"What is it, Anya....?" Buffy asked coldly...

You...Oh, Buffy...Oh, no...Anya backed away...

It's a lie...It's all lies!...Buffy insisted...Still moving up on her...

"I didn't want Will to go...And I am Buffy...And Cicely...No one...Else..."

She's here...Anya stared at her friend...Who glared back...

"You can't hide her from me, Buffy..." she told her quietly...

Concentrate, concentrate...Must teleport...Now...she thought...

Buffy grabbed her...Holding her tightly...Another demon...Like Halfreck...Trying to ruin
everything...

"It's a lie!...A lie!..."

Can't...Let...Her...Go...Can't...Let...Her...

Tell...

Oh, God...God!...Help me...Mom...Help me, William!!...No!...

"Xander!!!..." Anya screamed...As Buffy sank her fangs into her neck...

***

She's not dead...She can't be dead...Buffy repeated to herself...Over and over...

Wandering towards the Greenwood cemetery where William's new crypt lay...

She was still breathing...

I should have called Xander...I...Oh...God, what have I done...?

She looked at the sky from under her umbrella...Fewer clouds now...

I'm not a monster...I'm not...Anne...

Not Anne alone...We...Cicely...I...Are still here...

But she's here now...I feel her...She...

Oh, Anya...she closed her eyes...And felt the blood on her tongue...

I left her there for dead...And ran...

But was it Anne?...Or...

Who's the monster, Buffy?...The demon killing by instinct or the human killing to cover her
presence...?

She'll kill them all, Will too...They'll all die, hating me...

As William died hating me...

Then why don't I kill myself?...Before it's too late...

Isn't that what I always told myself I'd do...If it ever happened to me...Before the demon...Before
Anne drove me out, the Slayer would the right thing and stake herself...

I'd never allow a demon to take me...Become a Drusilla...Not me...Not the Slayer...

She'd never be so weak...Like...All the ones I kill...

But I did let a demon take me...I let Spike have me...And now...Anne is taking me...

No...It was William...Calling to me...I never loved Spike...Cicely heard Will calling...

But Anne does, as much as a demon can...As much to spite us as for anything else...She wants
him...And to get him...William will have to...Go...

Again...

I can't die now...Abandon him again...I can't let her win...No...Cicely and I...We have fought too
long for William to give up now...

But...Am I already dead?...she stared out at the cemetery...

Am I already...Home...Again...?

No...I won't play her game...I am still here...I am still alive...And Anya was still breathing...And is a
demon again...She'll make it...

I'll find a phone, call Xander...Make him understand...I...We just lost control for a moment...

Or did we...Did we all attack Anya?...To stop her...

Will has a phone...I'll find his place...Tell him...She was attacked...

I don't have to say by who...Not yet...

***

He stared at her as she folded the umbrella, just inside...

Hi...she tried to smile at him...

"Just wanted to see how you were doing?...Not a bad time...?"

No...he replied...Eyeing her carefully...

I thought you might be able to squeeze me into your social calendar...she stepped into the main room
of the crypt's ground floor...he following...

"Taking extra weather precautions, Slayer?..." he looked back at the umbrella...

Radio said chance of rain...she avoided his gaze...

"Dawn's been calling me...Every fifteen minutes..." he eyed her...

Where the hell...?

"I had a rough night..."she interrupted him hastily...

I'll call Dawn in a bit...If you could lend me...

He handed her his phone...

"The clerk at that drugstore told us you left your phone behind...He seemed to think it was
deliberate..."

Cell phones...I'm not used to carrying one yet...Easy to lay 'em down...

Yeah...he nodded...Staring...As she sat on the central slab of three in the center of the room...

"Aren't you going to call her?..."

In a minute...she put the phone beside her...

"So...No...Tea and cookies for the Mis...ummn...For me...?" she smiled...Still avoiding his gaze...

Haven't had a chance to stock my shelves...Cicely...he replied quietly...

She looked up at him, beaming a little at the "Cicely"...And seeing a cold, appraising stare...Turned
away, nervously as he came over to her...

"Look at me..." he took her hands...

"There's blood on your sleeves, Buffy..."

I...She stared at the blood on her blouse sleeves...Anya's blood...

Well...William smiled at her coolly...Folding his arms...Eyeing the bloody sleeves...

"Looks like you're beneath me at last...Cicely..."

What...?

"She's all over you..." Will looked at her...

She...?

Anne...he replied...At least I think I've got the right name, eh?...

"No..." she backed away...

You're...Crazy...

Angry at me...Trying to hurt me...she turned away...

This was...she eyed the blood...

A demon's...
Literally true, she noted to herself...

"Your hands are like ice..." he told her...

She trembled, staring at him...William...

And tried to pull herself together, managed a weak glare...

"I...Am not..."

She backed away...Staring at him...

"So...The Slayer's finally had her bad day..." he eyed her...

And just like I told you...I'm here to watch...

No...she shook her head...No...

"Please..." she gasped... "William...? Don't...Say...That..."

Not true...It's not true...

He just stared at her...

"I...I was outside...In the light..." she trembled, insisting...

"Spike's been outside...When he had to be...Remember, Anne?..."

I...Am...Not...she pleaded...

"Gotta love those Powers That Be..." he muttered bitterly...

Just like them to do this...

"I'm Buffy...Cicely..."

Never thought I'd be glad to be admitting I was the reincarnation of somebody else...

"I'm not Anne...!" she yelled at him...Trembling as she sat on the slab...

You know...he stared at her...

"The odd thing is..."

I'm not registering any howls of delight from ole Spike in here...

I guess he really did love you too, Buffy...

"I'm going home...Thanks for your support, William..." she said coldly, turning to rise...

He raced over, blocking her...

"No, girl...You can't go home..." he insisted...

Buffy...he eyed her...A hair more kindly...

"Get out of my way..." she grimly stared at him...

All right...I'll make you...she frowned...

"You'll hurt Dawn, listen to me...Buffy...Cicely...If there really is anything left of you..."

She swung at him...Sending him flying...And rose...

"I came to you...Will..." she hesitated...

"I came...And this is the best you can do for me...? Mocking me?..."

He picked himself up and moved back to her...

"I told you I loved you..." she eyed him...

"Did you expect that to make it all better...?" he looked at her...

Did you even once...Try to help me?...

"I kept you alive..."

You kept me...Dead...Undead...he corrected...

"This is pointless..." she waved an arm...

I'm all right...And I'm going...home...But she remained where she was...

"I'm not..." she twisted desperately...He just looked at her now, not moving...

No...she looked away, pleading...

No...!

Oh...God...she sobbed, falling to her knees...Oh...Help me, Will...Please, please William...

"Will..." she begged... "I know I have no right to ask...But..."

I loved you...Always...Whatever you may think...

"You abandoned me, Cicely...Why should you expect me to help you, now?..." he eyed her...

I didn't Will...I swear...

I am here...I came back...To find you...To help you...

"Really...?"

A little late, I'd say, dearest...he smiled...

"So...Anne...How do you find "night life"?...The first kill go well?..."

They say the first is always the hardest...

She trembled, staring at him...

"I'm right, aren't I?...Anne was your name, if Spike remembered correctly...Right, love?..."

No...she shook her head frantically...

Not Anne...Not Anne alone...

He stared...

Oh, God...William, don't...Please...she looked at him, pleading...Twisting in shame...

"Don't humiliate me!..." she sobbed...

He turned from her...

It's all been for nothing...he thought...And I have failed her again...

William...

Look at me...she begged...As he walked toward the wall, not turning...

"William!..." she cried...He turned slowly, a cold and embittered look on his face...

All for nothing...

"Is this what I am now?!..." she screamed at him...

What you want to see...?

Her face distorted a moment...

"Whine, whine...Listen to them whine..." she grinned at him, the tears still running down her now-
hardening face...Human again, but not Buffy, he realized...

My "sisters"...Well, what you gonna do, eh?...

"It's a leetle unfair, don't you think, Spike?..." she eyed him...

You and Dru never had this when you transformed...

"Though I guess Will is a handful for you now..."

Anne...? he asked...

"In the near-vampiral flesh..." she smiled...

At last...Thought I'd never get my time...

Though it stinks that I have to share with these two...In this ridiculous halfway state...

"So..." she walked about the crypt, watching him carefully...

Hubby?...

"Care to reconsumate our wedding vows?..."

Or should I just kill you right now and send ole Willy boy on his way to Heaven...?

"That might get ole Cics at least packing...And I could drive Ms. Buf out when she's alone if she
doesn't go with her..." she grinned...

See...I'm no expert on reincarnation stuff...she noted, chuckling...Can't tell where Cicely ends and
Buffy begins...

But I'm myself...Alone...

He kept in defensive mode...moving with her...

"Buffy..." he sighed...

"Anne!..." she snapped at him...

No Buffy...No Cicely...!

"I'm sorry, Buffy..." he told her quietly...

"Forgive me...Cicely...Forgive me... " he continued to follow her moves...

I never should have let you go last night...Not without telling you...he paused...

"Sure, Will...Come over here and we'll forgive..." she began, leering...But...

The kindness...In the eyes...

She blinked at him...Her face quavering...

Another distortion...

She gasped...Staggering a bit...Shame-faced...But with joy breaking through...

William...

"You...Believe me...Now?...William...?"

You forgive me...? she stared at him...

"Yes..." he replied simply...

I've always loved you Cicely...I always will...

My nature, I guess...Even Spike, my demon couldn't help loving you...

"Oh...God..." she cried...Collapsing in a heap on the slab in the center of the room, covering her
face...She looked up at him as he came over, taking her hand...

"I bit Anya...Left her in an