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BRING ME BACK TO WHO I WAS 4/?
You guys, I am so excited to be a part of this this summer. My writer's block was bad but this week I have been flying it. I hope you guys enjoy it, it's up on ao3 if you prefer and I'll probably be posting it on fanfiction too soon.
Title: Bring Me Back To Who I Was
Summary: After the destruction of Sunnydale, the Scoobies are camped out at the Hyperion hotel, rounding up slayers from all over the world. But when Xander calls with news of an old friend, Rupert Giles and Wesley Wyndam Pryce rush to San Francisco to help someone they care about.
The idea for this story came from the fact that Charisma Carpenter guest starred in 2 or 3 episodes of Charmed as a demon seer named Kyra. So I thought, Kyra, Cordy.... hey, there might be something in that. :) So spoilers for the show Charmed if anyone wants to steer clear :)
Crossover: Charmed
Rating: FRG
Words: 1659
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except the story.
Characters: Rupert Giles, Cordelia Chase, Wesley Wyndam-Pryce, Phoebe Halliwell, Leo Wyatt, Prue Halliwell, Paige Halliwell, Piper Halliwell, Dawn Summers, Tara MacClay, Willow Rosenberg, Anya Jenkins, Fred Burkle, Charles Gunn, Kyra
Pairings: Rupert Giles/Cordelia Chase; Rupert Giles/Kyra
The group sat around the following morning, discussing the events of the night before. "She didn't even give us a second look. It's like she never knew us."
Giles looked sadly on Xander, the one eye'd watcher. "I truly believe she doesn't. Whatever they're doing to her. They've taken us from her."
"They seem like such a nice family," Dawn said.
"So do we." When Wesley saw the sad look on her face he back-peddled. "Not that we're not family, just that we're not always so nice."
"With the whole demon hunting and the vampire slaying?" Willow asked.
"Yes."
The phone rang. Dawn, closest, reached for it. "Hello…"
"I'm getting very tired of this." Giles stood up and began to pace. "We need to do something now. We need to bring her home."
Dawn, lifted her hand and the room fell silent. "Yeah, I'm free. I'll be over in 90 minutes. See ya then, bye." Dawn hung the phone. "That was Piper Halliwell. She wants me to babysit her boys."
Everyone in the room frowned. Willow looked especially shocked. "Should someone mention Miss Kitty Fantastico?"
Dawn rolled her eyes. "Piper, Paige, Prue and Kyra are going shopping, Leo and Phoebe are both going to be home but they have work to do so they need someone to keep an eye on the kids.
"I don't like the idea of you in the house alone with them." At the same time, Giles didn't want to give up a chance to get in that house again.
"I can go with Dawn," Willow offered, "snoop around if I get a chance. I like snooping."
"Is that alright with you?" Giles asked, though she was still a child he hated treating her like one. "Alright, Wesley and I will tail the sisters.
Xander looked at Anya and Tara. "We'll stay here: keep an eye on the house; come up with a plan if this goes ka-blamo; fend off Angel and Buffy if they call."
"I don't like lying to Buffy," Dawn objected.
"Nor I-" Giles agreed.
"Dawn, if Angel finds out that she might still be alive, he'll storm the place without hesitation-" Giles shifted uncomfortably beside him. "- so will Buffy. We need to know exactly what we're dealing with before we tell them what's going on."
After creating a game plan, the group all stood up and left the kitchen. Everyone but Wesley and Giles. "What's going on?"
"I believe you know as much as I do." Giles began pouring himself a cup of coffee. "Coffee?"
"You're infatuated with her, aren't you?" Wesley asked.
Giles shook his head exasperated. "I am not infatuated wi-"
"In love, then." Giles looked at him, about to deny it, but somehow not. He turned away from Wesley. "You're not denying it."
"I am. The words just don't seem to be making their way out." Giles walked over to the table and resumed his seat. "When I saw her, standing there, happy... I'd forgotten what her smile could do." Wesley raised an eyebrow. "No, not that, you ninny. It... It's as if that smile could melt away all the awful, atrocious things in the world. I'd never really appreciated her all that much in Sunnydale. I didn't realise how dark everything could ultimately get."
"Rupert, you need to remember Cordelia and Kyra are two different people. You need to decided which one it is you've fallen for and if you're prepared to lose Kyra if she's the one you love. And be prepared for Angel when he finds out she's back."
~~
Finally, Kyra walked out of the store, alone, glancing in her bag. Wesley and Giles followed her for a way before she took a sharp turn to the left, down a side alley. As they followed her down, she spun around. "Why are you guys following me?"
Wesley and Giles remained unfazed. "We just want to talk to you. Alone."
"I would never hurt you," Giles reassured.
"Nor I," Wesley agreed.
"Well, I'm not beginning to feel too safe."
Giles took a step towards her, his hand held out. "Kyra, I --"
"Don't take another step." Giles and Wesley both spun around to see Piper, Prue and Kyra. Giles looked back: the woman they had followed down the alley no longer looked like Kyra but had changed to Paige.
"That's a cute parlor trick," Wesley said.
"Giles, just tell me, please: what's going on?"
Giles turned back to the real Kyra, his hands positioned at his waist, ready to grab the dagger that hung from his belt. Wesley's hands were doing the same but at the moment he wished he had the crossbow and Wesley had the dagger. "What's going on is they are going to let you come to us, and if any of you are thinking of hurting her, you'll regret it."
"Us hurt her?" Piper asked. "You're the ones stalking her."
"Let her come to us and we'll leave. Prescott Street, San Francisco. We'll leave you all,"
Suddenly something appeared, blocking Giles view of Kyra, and grabbed her. Giles rushed for the demon, while Wesley and the sisters fought of the slew of other demons that appeared. Giles pulled the demon away from Kyra and turned him towards Wesley. "Wes!" Wes quickly turned the crossbow behind him, as Piper called for Leo, and hit the demon square in the chest. He turned into flames and as he did, another demon let loose a fire ball, aimed at Kyra. Giles pushed her behind a skip, but in doing so, got the edge of the fireball.
A million, bright lights appeared in front of him.
Oh, brilliant, this is how it happens. A tiny fireball from a petty demon.
When he opened his eyes, he was in the Halliwell living room, Leo leading him to the couch, Phoebe and Kyra watching him worriedly. Then Wesley appeared out of nowhere with the sisters.
"Step away from him."
"Wesley, I'd really rather not bleed to death. Leo, can heal. He's a Whitelighter."
Wesley frowned. "But... They're the stuff of myths."
"Yes, much like slayers, watchers, demons, vampires, witches and... The Charmed Ones, if I'm not mistaken." Leo knelt down before the older man and placed his hands over the wound. White lights emitted from Leo's hands as Giles' wound slowly disappeared. Kyra, sitting beside Giles, squeezed his hand tightly and gave a small gasp.
"You know who we really are?" Phoebe asked.
"I wasn't sure until I saw your powers - the fourth sister threw me off. But I'm guessing-" He pointed at Prue. "-telekinesis-" He moved his finger over to Piper. "-immobilisation-" And turned to Phoebe. "Cognition?"
Phoebe nodded. "Yeah. That's... Impressive."
"Where's Dawn?"
"We sent her home about an hour after she showed up. We asked her over so you would know we were out of the house, but we didn't want her in the crossfire."
"What do you want with Kyra?" Prue asked.
Giles looked at Wesley, then at Kyra. "Wesley, run across the street and round up the others, bring them back here. It's time to lay all our cards on the table." He looked at the Halliwells. "All of us."
"Shall I call Angel?" Giles shook his head. "Rupert, he needs to know what's going on."
"No," he moved his head towards Kyra. "She needs to know what's going on. If we're wrong, if we all have to live with being wrong, having that hope taken away from us, why should we do that to him too?"
As Wesley sprinted out the door, Giles began to tell the story of Cordelia Chase, the cheerleader, the homecoming queen, the girl from Sunnydale who moved to LA. What she had given up to save the world. How she had been misused and possessed by a Higher Power, culminating in the birth of Jasmine and Angel's defeat of her.
"So what happened to her?" Phoebe asked. Giles looked up as the rest of the group walked into the room.
"She disappeared. We're not sure how or… She was taken from the hotel."
"And what does this have to do with Kyra?" Piper asked.
Giles shook his head. "No. First, how did she come to be in your company?"
Phoebe looked from one sister to another then to Kyra. Kyra nodded. "I trust them. He took a fireball for me." She looked at the group. "I'm a higher-level demon, a seer. I had a vision about this beautiful world, this… Utopia. I told the sisters about it and if I help them achieve this new world, they'll make me human."
"That's all our story," Piper said, "it's time for you to finish yours."
Giles nodded and looked at Wesley. "Cordelia disappeared up until about a week ago. Xander saw her coming out of a night club." His eyes fell on Kyra. "When I said you were like Cordelia…" Wesley walked over and handed her a folded photograph. Kyra turned it over and gasped. Staring up at her was Angel, Wesley and… herself.
"That's not possible. I'd remember."
"Evidently not." Wesley sat at the other side of Kyra. "We were friends."
"There's no other explanation: Kyra and Cordelia are the same person."
"That's insane. There's no way Cordelia and Kyra are the same person. Kyra would have some sense of that," Prue argued.
"There's a way to find out." Phoebe had already began scanning the tome in front of her before the story had finished. "Not so much a way to find out, as a …" Giles craned his head and read the spell she was looking at. Call a past spirit
"No."
"Rupert, there's no other way."
"No, Wes, he's right. The number of things that could go wrong: if Kyra and Cordelia aren't connected we're opening up a gate to any other spirit, killing Kyra."
"Hey," Kyra stood up and grabbed the book. "This is my decision. You guys," she looked at the Halliwells, "the reason I want to be human is to feel happiness and sadness and love and all those emotions that people live for. And it sounds like Cordelia had all of that. She sounds like someone I'd like to be. I'm doing this."
~~
It was settled. Everyone moved up to the attic, where Prue and Phoebe began drawing the needed pentagram and triquetra in chalk on the floor, and Paige and Piper organised the potion.
Once everything was set, Kyra was placed at the centre of the chalk drawings. Willow handed her the potion. "Once we start chanting, drink this." Kyra nodded, sitting on the floor. Giles, Wesley and Xander opted to be the three men needed to stand at the points of the triquetra and each took their place as they drew a thin line on their palms with a sharp knife, dropping their blood into the centre of the drawings. "You three need to hold onto each other, no matter what. Keep holding hands." And finally the five witches sat on the points of the pentagram.
Wesley, Xander and Giles all clasped bleeding hands. The chanting began. Kyra drank her potion.
Nothing happened.
Then-
Title: Bring Me Back To Who I Was
Summary: After the destruction of Sunnydale, the Scoobies are camped out at the Hyperion hotel, rounding up slayers from all over the world. But when Xander calls with news of an old friend, Rupert Giles and Wesley Wyndam Pryce rush to San Francisco to help someone they care about.
The idea for this story came from the fact that Charisma Carpenter guest starred in 2 or 3 episodes of Charmed as a demon seer named Kyra. So I thought, Kyra, Cordy.... hey, there might be something in that. :) So spoilers for the show Charmed if anyone wants to steer clear :)
Crossover: Charmed
Rating: FRG
Words: 1659
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except the story.
Characters: Rupert Giles, Cordelia Chase, Wesley Wyndam-Pryce, Phoebe Halliwell, Leo Wyatt, Prue Halliwell, Paige Halliwell, Piper Halliwell, Dawn Summers, Tara MacClay, Willow Rosenberg, Anya Jenkins, Fred Burkle, Charles Gunn, Kyra
Pairings: Rupert Giles/Cordelia Chase; Rupert Giles/Kyra
The group sat around the following morning, discussing the events of the night before. "She didn't even give us a second look. It's like she never knew us."
Giles looked sadly on Xander, the one eye'd watcher. "I truly believe she doesn't. Whatever they're doing to her. They've taken us from her."
"They seem like such a nice family," Dawn said.
"So do we." When Wesley saw the sad look on her face he back-peddled. "Not that we're not family, just that we're not always so nice."
"With the whole demon hunting and the vampire slaying?" Willow asked.
"Yes."
The phone rang. Dawn, closest, reached for it. "Hello…"
"I'm getting very tired of this." Giles stood up and began to pace. "We need to do something now. We need to bring her home."
Dawn, lifted her hand and the room fell silent. "Yeah, I'm free. I'll be over in 90 minutes. See ya then, bye." Dawn hung the phone. "That was Piper Halliwell. She wants me to babysit her boys."
Everyone in the room frowned. Willow looked especially shocked. "Should someone mention Miss Kitty Fantastico?"
Dawn rolled her eyes. "Piper, Paige, Prue and Kyra are going shopping, Leo and Phoebe are both going to be home but they have work to do so they need someone to keep an eye on the kids.
"I don't like the idea of you in the house alone with them." At the same time, Giles didn't want to give up a chance to get in that house again.
"I can go with Dawn," Willow offered, "snoop around if I get a chance. I like snooping."
"Is that alright with you?" Giles asked, though she was still a child he hated treating her like one. "Alright, Wesley and I will tail the sisters.
Xander looked at Anya and Tara. "We'll stay here: keep an eye on the house; come up with a plan if this goes ka-blamo; fend off Angel and Buffy if they call."
"I don't like lying to Buffy," Dawn objected.
"Nor I-" Giles agreed.
"Dawn, if Angel finds out that she might still be alive, he'll storm the place without hesitation-" Giles shifted uncomfortably beside him. "- so will Buffy. We need to know exactly what we're dealing with before we tell them what's going on."
After creating a game plan, the group all stood up and left the kitchen. Everyone but Wesley and Giles. "What's going on?"
"I believe you know as much as I do." Giles began pouring himself a cup of coffee. "Coffee?"
"You're infatuated with her, aren't you?" Wesley asked.
Giles shook his head exasperated. "I am not infatuated wi-"
"In love, then." Giles looked at him, about to deny it, but somehow not. He turned away from Wesley. "You're not denying it."
"I am. The words just don't seem to be making their way out." Giles walked over to the table and resumed his seat. "When I saw her, standing there, happy... I'd forgotten what her smile could do." Wesley raised an eyebrow. "No, not that, you ninny. It... It's as if that smile could melt away all the awful, atrocious things in the world. I'd never really appreciated her all that much in Sunnydale. I didn't realise how dark everything could ultimately get."
"Rupert, you need to remember Cordelia and Kyra are two different people. You need to decided which one it is you've fallen for and if you're prepared to lose Kyra if she's the one you love. And be prepared for Angel when he finds out she's back."
~~
Finally, Kyra walked out of the store, alone, glancing in her bag. Wesley and Giles followed her for a way before she took a sharp turn to the left, down a side alley. As they followed her down, she spun around. "Why are you guys following me?"
Wesley and Giles remained unfazed. "We just want to talk to you. Alone."
"I would never hurt you," Giles reassured.
"Nor I," Wesley agreed.
"Well, I'm not beginning to feel too safe."
Giles took a step towards her, his hand held out. "Kyra, I --"
"Don't take another step." Giles and Wesley both spun around to see Piper, Prue and Kyra. Giles looked back: the woman they had followed down the alley no longer looked like Kyra but had changed to Paige.
"That's a cute parlor trick," Wesley said.
"Giles, just tell me, please: what's going on?"
Giles turned back to the real Kyra, his hands positioned at his waist, ready to grab the dagger that hung from his belt. Wesley's hands were doing the same but at the moment he wished he had the crossbow and Wesley had the dagger. "What's going on is they are going to let you come to us, and if any of you are thinking of hurting her, you'll regret it."
"Us hurt her?" Piper asked. "You're the ones stalking her."
"Let her come to us and we'll leave. Prescott Street, San Francisco. We'll leave you all,"
Suddenly something appeared, blocking Giles view of Kyra, and grabbed her. Giles rushed for the demon, while Wesley and the sisters fought of the slew of other demons that appeared. Giles pulled the demon away from Kyra and turned him towards Wesley. "Wes!" Wes quickly turned the crossbow behind him, as Piper called for Leo, and hit the demon square in the chest. He turned into flames and as he did, another demon let loose a fire ball, aimed at Kyra. Giles pushed her behind a skip, but in doing so, got the edge of the fireball.
A million, bright lights appeared in front of him.
Oh, brilliant, this is how it happens. A tiny fireball from a petty demon.
When he opened his eyes, he was in the Halliwell living room, Leo leading him to the couch, Phoebe and Kyra watching him worriedly. Then Wesley appeared out of nowhere with the sisters.
"Step away from him."
"Wesley, I'd really rather not bleed to death. Leo, can heal. He's a Whitelighter."
Wesley frowned. "But... They're the stuff of myths."
"Yes, much like slayers, watchers, demons, vampires, witches and... The Charmed Ones, if I'm not mistaken." Leo knelt down before the older man and placed his hands over the wound. White lights emitted from Leo's hands as Giles' wound slowly disappeared. Kyra, sitting beside Giles, squeezed his hand tightly and gave a small gasp.
"You know who we really are?" Phoebe asked.
"I wasn't sure until I saw your powers - the fourth sister threw me off. But I'm guessing-" He pointed at Prue. "-telekinesis-" He moved his finger over to Piper. "-immobilisation-" And turned to Phoebe. "Cognition?"
Phoebe nodded. "Yeah. That's... Impressive."
"Where's Dawn?"
"We sent her home about an hour after she showed up. We asked her over so you would know we were out of the house, but we didn't want her in the crossfire."
"What do you want with Kyra?" Prue asked.
Giles looked at Wesley, then at Kyra. "Wesley, run across the street and round up the others, bring them back here. It's time to lay all our cards on the table." He looked at the Halliwells. "All of us."
"Shall I call Angel?" Giles shook his head. "Rupert, he needs to know what's going on."
"No," he moved his head towards Kyra. "She needs to know what's going on. If we're wrong, if we all have to live with being wrong, having that hope taken away from us, why should we do that to him too?"
As Wesley sprinted out the door, Giles began to tell the story of Cordelia Chase, the cheerleader, the homecoming queen, the girl from Sunnydale who moved to LA. What she had given up to save the world. How she had been misused and possessed by a Higher Power, culminating in the birth of Jasmine and Angel's defeat of her.
"So what happened to her?" Phoebe asked. Giles looked up as the rest of the group walked into the room.
"She disappeared. We're not sure how or… She was taken from the hotel."
"And what does this have to do with Kyra?" Piper asked.
Giles shook his head. "No. First, how did she come to be in your company?"
Phoebe looked from one sister to another then to Kyra. Kyra nodded. "I trust them. He took a fireball for me." She looked at the group. "I'm a higher-level demon, a seer. I had a vision about this beautiful world, this… Utopia. I told the sisters about it and if I help them achieve this new world, they'll make me human."
"That's all our story," Piper said, "it's time for you to finish yours."
Giles nodded and looked at Wesley. "Cordelia disappeared up until about a week ago. Xander saw her coming out of a night club." His eyes fell on Kyra. "When I said you were like Cordelia…" Wesley walked over and handed her a folded photograph. Kyra turned it over and gasped. Staring up at her was Angel, Wesley and… herself.
"That's not possible. I'd remember."
"Evidently not." Wesley sat at the other side of Kyra. "We were friends."
"There's no other explanation: Kyra and Cordelia are the same person."
"That's insane. There's no way Cordelia and Kyra are the same person. Kyra would have some sense of that," Prue argued.
"There's a way to find out." Phoebe had already began scanning the tome in front of her before the story had finished. "Not so much a way to find out, as a …" Giles craned his head and read the spell she was looking at. Call a past spirit
"No."
"Rupert, there's no other way."
"No, Wes, he's right. The number of things that could go wrong: if Kyra and Cordelia aren't connected we're opening up a gate to any other spirit, killing Kyra."
"Hey," Kyra stood up and grabbed the book. "This is my decision. You guys," she looked at the Halliwells, "the reason I want to be human is to feel happiness and sadness and love and all those emotions that people live for. And it sounds like Cordelia had all of that. She sounds like someone I'd like to be. I'm doing this."
~~
It was settled. Everyone moved up to the attic, where Prue and Phoebe began drawing the needed pentagram and triquetra in chalk on the floor, and Paige and Piper organised the potion.
Once everything was set, Kyra was placed at the centre of the chalk drawings. Willow handed her the potion. "Once we start chanting, drink this." Kyra nodded, sitting on the floor. Giles, Wesley and Xander opted to be the three men needed to stand at the points of the triquetra and each took their place as they drew a thin line on their palms with a sharp knife, dropping their blood into the centre of the drawings. "You three need to hold onto each other, no matter what. Keep holding hands." And finally the five witches sat on the points of the pentagram.
Wesley, Xander and Giles all clasped bleeding hands. The chanting began. Kyra drank her potion.
Nothing happened.
Then-
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