Title: Multiformity
Author: Sita
Summary: What if in a different dimension Season2, Angel opened Acathla sooner and pushed Buffy and Spike through, but instead of going to hell they ended up being transported to Season7, our dimension?
Spoilers: Post-6.22 Graves
Rating: PG-13 (for curse words and sexual themes)
Disclaimer: BTVS is owned by the almighty God named Joss Whedon. All characters used in this story are owned by him, ME, and UPN.
Distribution: Want. Take. Have. Just tell me where it's going first

Definition of the title: Multiformity: multifariousness; variety; nonuniformity

AN: Thanks for your input on what to do in the sequel, but I've already got an idea. Also, for the reviewer who said the future would change, sorry it won't! They're in similar yet different dimensions, remember?

Okay, anywho, on with the story.


----(1998)----Alternate Dimension

They were standing behind Angelus, watching him as he cackled evilly, their past self's just had gotten sucked into Acathla.

Buffy picked up a sword lying on the ground, looking at Spike, unsure. But, he just nodded his head, telling her silently: This is the work you have to do. She smiled back at him half-heartedly, taking a deep breath. And, right when she was about to stab Angelus in the back when he was not expecting it, Drusilla rushed her.

The two hadn't even noticed the brunette vampiress crouching in the shadows before she came after Buffy. This caused Angelus to turn around, confusion now evident on his face.

Buffy shoved Drusilla off of her, and Spike rushed his ex-lover, holding her back from Buffy. And quickly, he grabbed Drusilla around the neck, strangling her while waiting for her to pass out.

Buffy, on the other hand was standing in front of Angelus, sword pointed towards him, ready for battle.

"But you-" Angelus stated, but was cut off by Buffy making an attempt to stab him. He blocked her clumsily, no weapon to defend himself, as he looked at her with loathing. Red blood seeped through the black shirt he was wearing, making him even angrier. She had slashed his upper arm.

She tried again, this time successfully stabbing him, yet not through the stomach, instead through the arm. He growled in pain and she only pushed the sword deeper, before quickly ripping it out. And, without a second thought, she stabbed the sword through his stomach, catching him off guard. And, she watched as the blue and orange circles swallowed him whole.

"I hope you go to hell." She hissed through clenched teeth, before collapsing on the ground, quiet sobs wracking her body. No matter what'd she'd been through, or how much she hated him at the moment, it still hurt to send him to hell.

A strong presence next to her, caused her to look up, tears streaking her face. Spike was standing there, looking down at her, concern evident in his baby blue eyes.

And, cautiously he knelt down, taking the sobbing Slayer into his arms.

"Shhhh," He whispered. "It'll be okay, pet. We have each other now. I'll help you get through this."

She then buried her head in his chest. Her tears moistening his shirt as she sobbed.

"Shhh," He cooed again, smoothing down her hair with his hand.

"Spike?" She suddenly asked, looking up at him with big watery green eyes.

"Yeah, luv?" He asked, brushing a stray piece of blond hair behind her ear.

"D-do you love me?" She slightly tripped over her words, ducking her head almost shyly.

"Luv, I-" He started, but was abruptly cut off by Buffy.

"It's okay if you don't/ I mean, you know-" She rambled. And, this time Spike cut her off.

"I do." He said quietly, wondering if she too, loved him.


"I love you." He replied, And slowly, he lowered his mouth to hers. And, the two shared a long, lingering, loving kiss.


(2002)------Our Dimension

The room was quiet as the pink mist subsided leaving the living room couch empty. 1998-Buffy and Spike were gone. And, Buffy sighed, looking over at Spike.

"Do you think they got there okay?" She asked. "Do you think they killed Angelus?"

"Yes." He answered, a small smile apparent on his lips.

She smiled back at him, relieved. Hoping by God that the other Buffy and Spike did make it home okay, and did indeed beat Angelus.

Xander yawned, causing everyone in the room to look at him, already looking half asleep.

"I'm going home." The brunette said, letting yet another yawn escape. "I don't know about you, but I feel like I haven't slept in ages."

Everyone nodded, agreeing. Xander heading out the door, while Dawn, Willow, and Giles headed up the stairs.

Buffy and Spike sat alone in the living room, both of their thoughts traveling back to the past few days. Something that they'd never expected to happen to them. Who WOULD expect to meet your past self's from an alternative reality anyway?

Buffy looked over at Spike suddenly. Her eyes giving away just *how* exhausted she was. And, lazily she climbed into his lap, laying a head on his shoulder.

"If you're going to go to sleep here, please don't drool on me." He smirked, running a hand lovingly through her blonde locks.

"I do not drool!" She picked her head up, looking at him with playfully angry eyes.

"You wanna bet, luv?" He smirked, pulling her back into his arms.

"I don't." She mumbled, inhaling his scent which was purely Spike. She loved how he smelled. And she kissed his shoulder lazily.

"Am I going to have to carry you upstairs?" He asked.

"Uh-huh." She mumbled, laying her head on his shoulder.

And she squealed as he picked her up, not expecting him to actually carry him to her room. Once there, he shut the door, placing her on the bed.

She laid back, watching with appreciating eyes while he took his shirt off.

"Did you know your so sexy?" She asked, smirking.

"Who wouldn't think I was?" He smirked, laying on the bed next to her.

"Geez, your modest." She teased, pulling him in for a kiss.

He kissed her back, slowly, and lightly. First sucking on her top lip and then switching to her bottom, making her squirm under him, wanting more. He than suddenly pulled away smirking.

"God, I love you Buffy." He said, and blue met green.

And, the last words either of them heard that night was, "I love you too, Spike."

THE END....For now.....

AN: For one thing, sorry it was short. But, there wasn't much to do for the Epilogue.

And, thanks to you all for staying with me! I love you all!

Sequel coming up soon!