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laniew1Because I’ve been getting quite a bit of feedback on this one lately and even though I can’t figure out where everyone’s coming from this next chapter is for everyone that’s been asking so nicely for more of this and been so patient while waiting for it to come.
And it’s not done yet, there’s still a couple chapters left
Buffy and Lex haven’t even really talked yet… have they.
TITLE: Not All Superheroes Wear Capes – Buffy/Lex
AUTHOR: Melanie
RATING: NC-17 (This part R for language)
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing at all, least of all those contained within.
Part 1 - http://www.geocities.com/laniew1/naswc1.html
Not All Superheroes Wear Capes – Part 2
Not All Superheroes Wear Capes – Part 3
Not All Superheroes Wear Capes – Part 4
Not All Superheroes Wear Capes – Part 5
Willow wondered if they were going to start peeing on furniture next.
It was possibly the only place left to go, because they were certainly fighting over who got to hover anyway.
“Buffy,” the relief in Giles’ voice was hard to miss and Buffy graced him with a sweet smile that made Lex scowl. A soft smile at Lex had Giles frowning, Dawn just looked confused and Clark amused and Willow fought the urge to massage her temples.
She could feel a head ache building behind her eyes and maybe she’d get lucky and her head would explode before the over abundance of male testosterone caused either Lex or Giles to challenge the other.
Going almost solely by the look of the house she didn’t think she could even fake surprise if Lex all of a sudden pulled swords from some collectors case.
Sharp swords worth more then her, Giles and Buffy’s entire net worth. Which Lex and Giles would than use to try and behead each other.
She wondered if she should tell them that this wasn’t an episode of The Highlander and even if it were she was pretty sure that neither of them were immortal.
She could probably ask the fairly attractive (she was gay not dead after all) Clark Kent to intercede. He looked big enough that he could probably keep them on opposite sides of the room without straining anything.
Dawn practically raced across the room and swung Buffy around, Lex’s hand on her back steadying her when it appeared that she might keel over even with Dawn hugging her tightly enough that Willow thought she heard something crack.
She was sobbing into Buffy’s hair when Willow approached. Incomprehensible words but the gist was very clear. We were worried, we were scared; why the fuck didn’t you call us when you got hurt?!?
Except Dawn wouldn’t use fuck because Buffy would kick her ass for cursing even though Dawn was now almost two inches taller than her big sister.
Willow had to wonder what the hell the monks had been thinking. Supposedly they’d made Dawn from Buffy but Dawn looked nothing like Buffy and there’d been a number of times when people hadn’t believed that they even were sisters until they glared in the almost identical manner they had.
Willow tapped her arm and Giles cleared his throat to remind her that there were still others that wanted to touch Buffy and prove that she was still alive, that she’d once again walked away from something that would have killed anyone else.
And still Dawn clung to her big sister, finally drawing a deep breath and stepping back. Wiping her face with her hands as she did so, Willow noticed that Lex handed her a folded handkerchief while Willow was taking her turn clutching Buffy tightly and murmuring in her hair.
She closed her eyes and tried to remember that Buffy was only human.
Someday, sometime it would be her time to go.
But that time wasn’t now. And it wouldn’t be any time soon if Willow had her way.
She drew away slowly and pushed the hair back from Buffy’s face, eyed the wan features and the tight lines around her eyes and mouth. She looked like she should still be in bed and suddenly the reason why Lex was holding her elbow and allowing her to lean on him made sense.
Except she didn’t know who Lex Luthor was exactly to Buffy, a friend from years back when Buffy had thought herself forsaken by her own friends obviously… but who he was to her now and why Buffy had gone to him when she had been injured instead of calling Giles or Willow or even Spike made Willow want to ask questions she knew Buffy wasn’t up to answering just then.
She pressed a gentle kiss to her best friends’ cheek before she backed away allowing Giles to take her place. She was hyper-aware that she and everyone else were handling Buffy like she was spun glass that would break if a strong wind blew, instead of the like the strong, capable Slayer that she’d proven herself to be.
Giles hugged Buffy awkwardly eyeing Lex as if he was Spike… or Angel back in the days after he’d returned from Hell and he was remembered only as the man that had killed Jenny Calendar and tried to send the world into hell, it would have been amusing if she hadn’t remembered what Buffy had said when she’d entered.
Dawn looked like she was going to start crying again, the thought of Buffy leaving or not returning with them was obviously distressing the younger Summers greatly, so Willow pinched her nose and took a deep breath.
“What do you mean you’re not going anywhere?” But Giles beat her to it, a stern look on his face that made Willow realize that the Watcher was not above reminding the Slayer of her responsibilities to Sunnydale and the Hellmouth.
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Buffy pretty much was only standing because Lex was standing at her elbow. She was so not in the mood to defend herself or her actions or her desires.
And she desired to stay here with Lex… if he still wanted her. And with the way that he glared at Giles like her Watcher was trying to steal his last double-chocolate chip mint cookie made her believe that he still wanted her.
There were also the little looks he kept shooting at her. The small smiles, the gentle squeezes to her elbow to let her know that he was still there. The way that he hadn’t moved more than a few inches away from her since she’d walked into the room.
He either still wanted her or he was worried that she was going to pass out and die on what looked like a really expensive rug.
“I meant that I’m not going anywhere,” Buffy stated. Her tone brooked no argument but Giles ignored it because he was really the only one that got to argue with her anymore.
“You have responsibilities,” Giles sounded stern and slightly angry. Like if Lex and Clark hadn’t been in the room he would have been lecturing her on her role as the Primary Slayer.
As the first Slayer.
Never mind that the town that she was supposed to be patrolling was a hole in the ground and L.A. was being covered by Angel and Faith, neither of who wanted or needed her assistance. Her only other job, besides taking care of Dawn, seemed to be wandering the U.S. in search of demons to destroy.
She could do that from Smallville. If she told Lex what she was, which she was planning on doing once she could figure out how to tell him without making herself sound like she should be committed, he might even be able to help her. Not with the fights or anything, but with getting to where she needed to be almost definitely.
She really missed Sunnydale, it had been really easy to tell people she was the Slayer in Sunnydale because almost everyone that lived there had been attacked by something that couldn’t be explained or rationalized at one point in their life. Hell her entire graduating class and half the Sunnydale community had seen the Mayor turn into a giant snake and attempt to devour them.
“Where?” Buffy sank gratefully into the soft chair that Lex guided her to. She tried not to get to comfortable because if she did there was a very good chance that she would fall asleep in the middle of this argument and Giles would probably start yelling.
“Buffy…” Giles started in that tone that told her he thought she was an idiot but that he would explain her purpose in life one more time because she was obviously slow and had missed it the first hundred thousand times.
“You have Faith, Giles and Sunnydale is gone,” she stared at him, trying to not notice that Lex (who had perched himself on the arm of the chair she was sitting in crazily enough) and Clark (who was leaning back against a bookcase) were watching them avidly.
“Faith isn’t you.”
“Maybe it’s time she was,” Buffy said softly and from the widening of Giles’ eyes she knew that he got her meaning. That maybe it was time for Faith to be the Primary Slayer, to be the one.
“What about me?” the small voice of her sister asked and Buffy’s head swung her way. Dawn looked scared… and confused. Like a five year old key instead of the almost grown seventeen year old that she was.
“I thought you’d come with me,” and now her voice was small and quiet and kind of scared sounding which she really hated. Because maybe Dawn didn’t want to come with her. Maybe Dawn wanted to stay in L.A. with the others.
“You’re my sister Buffy, I’ll go wherever you do,” Dawn said it emphatically. Like she thought Buffy wasn’t the only one who needed reminding that they were blood.
Dawn smiled and Buffy smiled back at her, Willow shook her head and Giles looked like he was getting ready to bust a blood vessel in his temple.
“So now that that’s all decided who’s hungry?” Lex grinned, a gentle hand coming down to rest on her shoulder and Buffy leaned into the touch and wondered where she and Dawn would live.
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And it’s not done yet, there’s still a couple chapters left
Buffy and Lex haven’t even really talked yet… have they.
TITLE: Not All Superheroes Wear Capes – Buffy/Lex
AUTHOR: Melanie
RATING: NC-17 (This part R for language)
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing at all, least of all those contained within.
Part 1 - http://www.geocities.com/laniew1/naswc1.html
Not All Superheroes Wear Capes – Part 2
Not All Superheroes Wear Capes – Part 3
Not All Superheroes Wear Capes – Part 4
Not All Superheroes Wear Capes – Part 5
Willow wondered if they were going to start peeing on furniture next.
It was possibly the only place left to go, because they were certainly fighting over who got to hover anyway.
“Buffy,” the relief in Giles’ voice was hard to miss and Buffy graced him with a sweet smile that made Lex scowl. A soft smile at Lex had Giles frowning, Dawn just looked confused and Clark amused and Willow fought the urge to massage her temples.
She could feel a head ache building behind her eyes and maybe she’d get lucky and her head would explode before the over abundance of male testosterone caused either Lex or Giles to challenge the other.
Going almost solely by the look of the house she didn’t think she could even fake surprise if Lex all of a sudden pulled swords from some collectors case.
Sharp swords worth more then her, Giles and Buffy’s entire net worth. Which Lex and Giles would than use to try and behead each other.
She wondered if she should tell them that this wasn’t an episode of The Highlander and even if it were she was pretty sure that neither of them were immortal.
She could probably ask the fairly attractive (she was gay not dead after all) Clark Kent to intercede. He looked big enough that he could probably keep them on opposite sides of the room without straining anything.
Dawn practically raced across the room and swung Buffy around, Lex’s hand on her back steadying her when it appeared that she might keel over even with Dawn hugging her tightly enough that Willow thought she heard something crack.
She was sobbing into Buffy’s hair when Willow approached. Incomprehensible words but the gist was very clear. We were worried, we were scared; why the fuck didn’t you call us when you got hurt?!?
Except Dawn wouldn’t use fuck because Buffy would kick her ass for cursing even though Dawn was now almost two inches taller than her big sister.
Willow had to wonder what the hell the monks had been thinking. Supposedly they’d made Dawn from Buffy but Dawn looked nothing like Buffy and there’d been a number of times when people hadn’t believed that they even were sisters until they glared in the almost identical manner they had.
Willow tapped her arm and Giles cleared his throat to remind her that there were still others that wanted to touch Buffy and prove that she was still alive, that she’d once again walked away from something that would have killed anyone else.
And still Dawn clung to her big sister, finally drawing a deep breath and stepping back. Wiping her face with her hands as she did so, Willow noticed that Lex handed her a folded handkerchief while Willow was taking her turn clutching Buffy tightly and murmuring in her hair.
She closed her eyes and tried to remember that Buffy was only human.
Someday, sometime it would be her time to go.
But that time wasn’t now. And it wouldn’t be any time soon if Willow had her way.
She drew away slowly and pushed the hair back from Buffy’s face, eyed the wan features and the tight lines around her eyes and mouth. She looked like she should still be in bed and suddenly the reason why Lex was holding her elbow and allowing her to lean on him made sense.
Except she didn’t know who Lex Luthor was exactly to Buffy, a friend from years back when Buffy had thought herself forsaken by her own friends obviously… but who he was to her now and why Buffy had gone to him when she had been injured instead of calling Giles or Willow or even Spike made Willow want to ask questions she knew Buffy wasn’t up to answering just then.
She pressed a gentle kiss to her best friends’ cheek before she backed away allowing Giles to take her place. She was hyper-aware that she and everyone else were handling Buffy like she was spun glass that would break if a strong wind blew, instead of the like the strong, capable Slayer that she’d proven herself to be.
Giles hugged Buffy awkwardly eyeing Lex as if he was Spike… or Angel back in the days after he’d returned from Hell and he was remembered only as the man that had killed Jenny Calendar and tried to send the world into hell, it would have been amusing if she hadn’t remembered what Buffy had said when she’d entered.
Dawn looked like she was going to start crying again, the thought of Buffy leaving or not returning with them was obviously distressing the younger Summers greatly, so Willow pinched her nose and took a deep breath.
“What do you mean you’re not going anywhere?” But Giles beat her to it, a stern look on his face that made Willow realize that the Watcher was not above reminding the Slayer of her responsibilities to Sunnydale and the Hellmouth.
Buffy pretty much was only standing because Lex was standing at her elbow. She was so not in the mood to defend herself or her actions or her desires.
And she desired to stay here with Lex… if he still wanted her. And with the way that he glared at Giles like her Watcher was trying to steal his last double-chocolate chip mint cookie made her believe that he still wanted her.
There were also the little looks he kept shooting at her. The small smiles, the gentle squeezes to her elbow to let her know that he was still there. The way that he hadn’t moved more than a few inches away from her since she’d walked into the room.
He either still wanted her or he was worried that she was going to pass out and die on what looked like a really expensive rug.
“I meant that I’m not going anywhere,” Buffy stated. Her tone brooked no argument but Giles ignored it because he was really the only one that got to argue with her anymore.
“You have responsibilities,” Giles sounded stern and slightly angry. Like if Lex and Clark hadn’t been in the room he would have been lecturing her on her role as the Primary Slayer.
As the first Slayer.
Never mind that the town that she was supposed to be patrolling was a hole in the ground and L.A. was being covered by Angel and Faith, neither of who wanted or needed her assistance. Her only other job, besides taking care of Dawn, seemed to be wandering the U.S. in search of demons to destroy.
She could do that from Smallville. If she told Lex what she was, which she was planning on doing once she could figure out how to tell him without making herself sound like she should be committed, he might even be able to help her. Not with the fights or anything, but with getting to where she needed to be almost definitely.
She really missed Sunnydale, it had been really easy to tell people she was the Slayer in Sunnydale because almost everyone that lived there had been attacked by something that couldn’t be explained or rationalized at one point in their life. Hell her entire graduating class and half the Sunnydale community had seen the Mayor turn into a giant snake and attempt to devour them.
“Where?” Buffy sank gratefully into the soft chair that Lex guided her to. She tried not to get to comfortable because if she did there was a very good chance that she would fall asleep in the middle of this argument and Giles would probably start yelling.
“Buffy…” Giles started in that tone that told her he thought she was an idiot but that he would explain her purpose in life one more time because she was obviously slow and had missed it the first hundred thousand times.
“You have Faith, Giles and Sunnydale is gone,” she stared at him, trying to not notice that Lex (who had perched himself on the arm of the chair she was sitting in crazily enough) and Clark (who was leaning back against a bookcase) were watching them avidly.
“Faith isn’t you.”
“Maybe it’s time she was,” Buffy said softly and from the widening of Giles’ eyes she knew that he got her meaning. That maybe it was time for Faith to be the Primary Slayer, to be the one.
“What about me?” the small voice of her sister asked and Buffy’s head swung her way. Dawn looked scared… and confused. Like a five year old key instead of the almost grown seventeen year old that she was.
“I thought you’d come with me,” and now her voice was small and quiet and kind of scared sounding which she really hated. Because maybe Dawn didn’t want to come with her. Maybe Dawn wanted to stay in L.A. with the others.
“You’re my sister Buffy, I’ll go wherever you do,” Dawn said it emphatically. Like she thought Buffy wasn’t the only one who needed reminding that they were blood.
Dawn smiled and Buffy smiled back at her, Willow shook her head and Giles looked like he was getting ready to bust a blood vessel in his temple.
“So now that that’s all decided who’s hungry?” Lex grinned, a gentle hand coming down to rest on her shoulder and Buffy leaned into the touch and wondered where she and Dawn would live.