FIC: Remember (6a/?)
Name: Remember
Rating: R even though I can't remember if it qualifies as an R or not.
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Buffy, Jack/Ianto, Buffy/Spike, Tosh/Adam, one-sided feelings Owen/Buffy, Faith, Owen, Xander, Anya, Gwen, Rhys. Referred to: Libby (OC), Martha.
Summary: Intermission, set between Magic and Mayhem and Vampires, Demons and Torchwood. Adam plays havoc with the combined Scoobies and Torchwood team. Contains parallels to TW: 2.05: Adam
Spoilers: Everything before Adam is fair game.
Warnings: Het, minor meaness to Ianto, murderer Ianto and his thoughts.
Beta/Punching Bag/Ass-Kicker: skullgirl013
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or Buffy ... I only own the ... large ... adjustments to this storyline! Some of the speech is taken straight from Adam.
Previous stories and chapters can be found here.
Okay guys, so here's the thing. I'm not going to be posting Everyone Deserves the Chance to Fly until ... wait for it ... December at the earliest since the idiot that I am signed up for NaNoWriMo. Late. So I'm behind and I need to do some fast typing and I can't do EDtCtF, Remember, my nano AND study for an exam in January all at the same time. -takes breath-
Forgive me?
I have one or two oneshots written/planned in the meantime set in the same universe though.
Chapters: Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5
Chapter 6a
04:28
The scanner in Jack’s hand beeped as he ran it over Spike’s head. He pulled it away and looked at it before walking out of the cell.
“Oy!” Spike snapped as he took Buffy by the arm and led her away to talk privately, releasing her arm instantly as soon as they were far enough away.
“He’s telling the truth. There’s a chip in his head,” Jack said.
“How do we know it does what he says it does?” Buffy asked, her voice shaking.
“Why would he lie?” Jack sighed. “There’s no point?”
Buffy touched her arm. “You’re not touching me anymore.”
Jack sighed again. “I just ... It doesn’t feel right. Don't you feel it too?”
She looked away from him and blinked. “No.”
Jack touched her chin, tilting her head up to lock their eyes. “Yes, you do,” he whispered. “I can see it in your eyes. Doubt.”
“I don't want to lose you,” she breathed.
“You never had me. Not really.” He looked towards the cell. “I always knew. Deep down. The dreams ...”
“You’re his.”
He looked at her again. “I’m sorry. I really am.”
“Not your fault.”
“Oy! Are you going to check out the CCTV any time before psycho-guy comes into work?” Spike shouted.
05:03
“Look here.” Ianto pointed at the screen. “He told us to remember and we did.”
“But the memories are fake?”
“Yep.”
Spike pushed Ianto off the chair and sat down, loading up the archived CCTV footage from a week prior. “Me.” He pointed. “And you and Ianto.”
On the CCTV footage was Spike, talking to Buffy, his hand brushing her cheek and, across the hub, Ianto and Jack were in Jack’s office. Kissing.
Ianto was watching, enthralled, but Buffy was looking disgusted. “I let you touch me?”
Spike didn’t answer.
“I still don't believe it,” Buffy said. “Maybe you did something to the footage.”
Ianto scoffed. “Trust me. He can’t even find his way around folders without help.”
“Says Mister ‘there’s nothing on the CCTV’.” Spike rolled his eyes.
“So what do we do?” Buffy asked, in a small voice.
“We deal with Adam.”
“Mind taking that gun off the back of my head now, then, Sir?” Ianto requested.
Jack blinked at him a couple of times before removing his webley with a quick, “Oh, sorry.”
“They’ll be in any moment,” Buffy said, checking the time.
“Right.” Jack pointed at Ianto. “You, take Spike down to the vaults. Just ... stay down there with him until I bring Adam down. Last thing we need is for Willow or Xander to see him.”
“Oh hell,” Buffy said. “Good point. How are we going to persuade them this is true?”
“Hopefully they’ll just believe me,” Jack replied as Spike stood up.
“Tosh won’t. She’s in love with him.”
“Toshiko’s shagging alien-guy?” Spike spluttered. “I thought she was with Red.”
“She’s been with Adam for a year now,” Jack pointed out.
“No, she hasn’t,” Ianto said. “He’s manipulated her, too.”
“To believe she’s in love with him,” Jack said. “I’m liking this creep less and less.”
“Join the club,” Buffy said.
“Alright, you two, get going,” Jack told Ianto and Spike. “Adam will be in soon.” He holstered his gun and turned to Buffy. “We need to act like nothing’s wrong,” he said.
“I have to ask,” Spike piped up. “Why didn’t you notice all the blood in your fridge?” The question was addressed to Buffy.
“Honestly I ... we ... weren’t in the kitchen.” She blushed.
Spike grimaced as Ianto ushered him towards the vaults. “I didn’t need to know that,” he muttered.
“None of us did,” Ianto retorted.
Next: Chapter 6b
Rating: R even though I can't remember if it qualifies as an R or not.
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Buffy, Jack/Ianto, Buffy/Spike, Tosh/Adam, one-sided feelings Owen/Buffy, Faith, Owen, Xander, Anya, Gwen, Rhys. Referred to: Libby (OC), Martha.
Summary: Intermission, set between Magic and Mayhem and Vampires, Demons and Torchwood. Adam plays havoc with the combined Scoobies and Torchwood team. Contains parallels to TW: 2.05: Adam
Spoilers: Everything before Adam is fair game.
Warnings: Het, minor meaness to Ianto, murderer Ianto and his thoughts.
Beta/Punching Bag/Ass-Kicker: skullgirl013
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or Buffy ... I only own the ... large ... adjustments to this storyline! Some of the speech is taken straight from Adam.
Previous stories and chapters can be found here.
Okay guys, so here's the thing. I'm not going to be posting Everyone Deserves the Chance to Fly until ... wait for it ... December at the earliest since the idiot that I am signed up for NaNoWriMo. Late. So I'm behind and I need to do some fast typing and I can't do EDtCtF, Remember, my nano AND study for an exam in January all at the same time. -takes breath-
Forgive me?
I have one or two oneshots written/planned in the meantime set in the same universe though.
Chapters: Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5
Chapter 6a
04:28
The scanner in Jack’s hand beeped as he ran it over Spike’s head. He pulled it away and looked at it before walking out of the cell.
“Oy!” Spike snapped as he took Buffy by the arm and led her away to talk privately, releasing her arm instantly as soon as they were far enough away.
“He’s telling the truth. There’s a chip in his head,” Jack said.
“How do we know it does what he says it does?” Buffy asked, her voice shaking.
“Why would he lie?” Jack sighed. “There’s no point?”
Buffy touched her arm. “You’re not touching me anymore.”
Jack sighed again. “I just ... It doesn’t feel right. Don't you feel it too?”
She looked away from him and blinked. “No.”
Jack touched her chin, tilting her head up to lock their eyes. “Yes, you do,” he whispered. “I can see it in your eyes. Doubt.”
“I don't want to lose you,” she breathed.
“You never had me. Not really.” He looked towards the cell. “I always knew. Deep down. The dreams ...”
“You’re his.”
He looked at her again. “I’m sorry. I really am.”
“Not your fault.”
“Oy! Are you going to check out the CCTV any time before psycho-guy comes into work?” Spike shouted.
05:03
“Look here.” Ianto pointed at the screen. “He told us to remember and we did.”
“But the memories are fake?”
“Yep.”
Spike pushed Ianto off the chair and sat down, loading up the archived CCTV footage from a week prior. “Me.” He pointed. “And you and Ianto.”
On the CCTV footage was Spike, talking to Buffy, his hand brushing her cheek and, across the hub, Ianto and Jack were in Jack’s office. Kissing.
Ianto was watching, enthralled, but Buffy was looking disgusted. “I let you touch me?”
Spike didn’t answer.
“I still don't believe it,” Buffy said. “Maybe you did something to the footage.”
Ianto scoffed. “Trust me. He can’t even find his way around folders without help.”
“Says Mister ‘there’s nothing on the CCTV’.” Spike rolled his eyes.
“So what do we do?” Buffy asked, in a small voice.
“We deal with Adam.”
“Mind taking that gun off the back of my head now, then, Sir?” Ianto requested.
Jack blinked at him a couple of times before removing his webley with a quick, “Oh, sorry.”
“They’ll be in any moment,” Buffy said, checking the time.
“Right.” Jack pointed at Ianto. “You, take Spike down to the vaults. Just ... stay down there with him until I bring Adam down. Last thing we need is for Willow or Xander to see him.”
“Oh hell,” Buffy said. “Good point. How are we going to persuade them this is true?”
“Hopefully they’ll just believe me,” Jack replied as Spike stood up.
“Tosh won’t. She’s in love with him.”
“Toshiko’s shagging alien-guy?” Spike spluttered. “I thought she was with Red.”
“She’s been with Adam for a year now,” Jack pointed out.
“No, she hasn’t,” Ianto said. “He’s manipulated her, too.”
“To believe she’s in love with him,” Jack said. “I’m liking this creep less and less.”
“Join the club,” Buffy said.
“Alright, you two, get going,” Jack told Ianto and Spike. “Adam will be in soon.” He holstered his gun and turned to Buffy. “We need to act like nothing’s wrong,” he said.
“I have to ask,” Spike piped up. “Why didn’t you notice all the blood in your fridge?” The question was addressed to Buffy.
“Honestly I ... we ... weren’t in the kitchen.” She blushed.
Spike grimaced as Ianto ushered him towards the vaults. “I didn’t need to know that,” he muttered.
“None of us did,” Ianto retorted.
Next: Chapter 6b