Ramblings of an Old Kweer

   TITLE: Forged Identities

   AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014 / kerkevik_2014 

   FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

   CHARACTERS: Faith Lehane; Xander Harris;

   LENGTH: 300,

   SUMMARY: How do the characters we know and love continue to deal with the losses; gains and changes in their lives.

   A/N: This is set in the femalehusband!verse; where Willow is dead, Kennedy never knew her and Faith and Tara are, at this point in the timeline, now married and parents. They did put the cart before the horse, but I've always believed the horse should have the freedom to decide to what, or whom, it should be tethered. I've also borrowed a character from the comics; only mentioned here, but I liked her, and here she is very much alive. There is also a character mentioned here that jetwolf created for her Series8 continuation www.btvschosen.com/, which sadly seems to have died as a result of the much-to-be-cursEd Joss Whedon fanfiction which are the current comics (I love Satsu & Renee though).

   The definition of Forged in the title comes from these meanings en.oxforddictionaries.com/thesaurus/forge, as in the the fire that forges steel; mythical rings etc...

     X-man was waiting outside Buffy's office when she dropped off her report.

   “Why do you even patrol?”
   He watched her from the door; thought about telling him where to go, but he didn't wait for her.

   “You have a family now,” and she followed his gaze to the new framed photo above her desk; her, Tara and the baby the day she'd given birth. Faith felt an unfamiliar sensation at that.

   Heart tightening, she pushed past him and strode down the corridor to the coffee machine in the Commissary.

   He followed.

   Of course he did; man had he cornered, morally, having helped her deliver her child... and because of what she'd nearly done to him. He could be like a dog with a bone about things like that.

   Chrissie had also had a crush on him when she'd first arrived; never become a lover, like Renee; mostly because the X-Man always remembered when she was twelve.

   How could she explain to him that she needed to kill the demons herself; before Kennedy got here. Not that anyone would blame her, but Kenn had responsibilities that didn't allow for personal revenge.

   She would always be a Slayer even so, and Chrissie had been one of her first trainees; only her being thirteen had mitigated against her following Kenn to London all those years ago. She'd done Kennedy proud though; buying her own trainees the time they needed to escape.

   He watched her preparing two cups of coffee; grunted and went off to make his trademark; near-as-fuck Fenway Dogs he'd created for her thirtieth birthday.

   Watching the coffee dripping she wondered how to explain, so he'd understand.

   Then something Buffy had told her many years ago came to mind; back before the Great Sundering, which had nearly killed them both.

   “It's who I am,” she told him when he returned.
   They dined in silence.

      Goddess preserve us in these dark times,

      Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth

  TITLE: Trust Being the Key

  AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014

  FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer,

  CHARACTERS: Lisa and her Dad,

  LENGTH: 100,

  SUMMARY: When do you start trusting your kids to be what you hope you've brought them up to be? That is the question. Lisa's spent virtually her entire life, with only one role model; though her dad would say she had two. Now its time to start letting her be her own role model.

  A/N: Like I said; going backwards. Timey-wimey as the man said.

     “England? I can't go?”

   “Didn't figure you for missing school?” Lisa shrugged, as if to say, 'Can't blame me for asking.'

   Her dad grinned, “Only going a week anyway. I'll miss your birthday, but you're mature enough to be left on your own.”

   She blushed when his tone made her glance up.

   He knew exactly who she'd be inviting over for her birthday.

   And what they'd likely be doing.

   “I'm your old man, but don't think I've forgotten what being a teenager in love is like.”

   She felt tears well up; knowing her was seeing her mom as he spoke.

     Goddess watch over us all,

     

     Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth

   Only got four more to go before I have to get off my ass and compose some more of these fics; even some for outside Dawn and Lisa's world. Hope you've enjoyed reading these elisi , there are more to come. 

  TITLE: Reflecting the Shadows of a Mother's Love

  AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014

  FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

  CHARACTERS: Lisa; Dawn; Lisa's Dad;

  LENGTH: 100,

  SUMMARY: Lisa reflections as Dawn approaches for her answer to a vital piece of news.

  A/N: Extensive re-write on this one, as I realised I'd basically written the same story twice; one hundred words in both cases; this one, ironically reading better than the original of the other I'd already finished. This might prove interesting as a discussion topic at a later date.

     “It doesn't matter how old she really is. You're feelings are just as real.”

   Lisa watched Dawn crossing the Quad from the Science building; Butterflies the size of Mothra doing manouvres in her stomach.

   “I can't protect you forever; your Mother taught me that.”

   She started counting down from a hundred; simultaneously reciting the lyrics to Lucretia, My Reflection; they're song, as well as listing the periodic table – in reverse.

   She was nervous. 

    Her dad had just nodded; tears in his eyes, after she asked about her Mom.

   “She cares about you, Lisa. Deeply.”

   So neither needed to add a word.

     Goddess watch over us all, 

     
     
     Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth

   TITLE: The Shadows Beyond a Father's Smile

   AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014

   FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

   CHARACTERS: Lisa's Mom and Dad;

   LENGTH: 100,

   SUMMARY: Just a brief POV of Lisa's Dad trying to figure out things.

   A/N: Place this where you will; my feeling is this is not the only time Lisa's dad will have done this.

     He sat down; smell of freshly roasted coffee in the air.

   Pulling out his wallet he studied the picture of his wife holding the newly born Lisa.

   Stroking it he tried to figure out what he would say to her. Lisa, reminded him so much of her; he'd never say this to her, it hurt.
She'd been; always made him smile, peacefully snoozing, and pooping, when her mother died.

   How did you describe how love really felt; what it meant, anyway?

   “Patience, my wee drummer-boy, “ her last, painfully whispered words, “we can't protect her forever. Fuck up, and I'll sure... “

     Goddess watch over us all,

     


     Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth

   TITLE: Shadows at the Key's Heart

   AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014

   FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

   CHARACTERS: Dawn; Tara;

   LENGTH: 100,

   SUMMARY: Her Mom is gone; Buffy is busy trying to fill her shoes, but Dawn's life refuses to stand still so she can catch her breath.

   A/N: This is actually the earliest in the entire sequence; since the previous 'start' was later this same day.

     Lisa's message staring back at her, accusing, whenever she switched her computer on.

   Why had she been such a bee-yatch to her at Mom's funeral?

   Dawn knew that Tara was here; refusing to blame her for their fight, when she wanted to be with Willow.

   “Have to go back sometime, Dawnie; can't put school off forever.”

   She looked up, seeing Tara holding a plate out to her.

   “Pancakes?”

   Which only added to her guilt-y.

   She shrugged, and Tara pouted.

   And the pancakes did smell nice, and breakfast suddenly seemed so normal.

   So did school.

   Smiling at Tara, she e-mailed Lisa, and followed Tara downstairs.

     Goddess watch over us all,

     

     Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth

  Anyway, it's up now (or will be soon) so back on the rocking horse-y... 
 

  TITLE: The Key to Lisa's Shadows.

  AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014

  FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

  CHARACTERS: Lisa's Dad; Lisa; Dawn;

  LENGTH: 100,

 SUMMARY: POV of Lisa's Father, on the cusp of Dawn's appearance in the Buffyverse.

 A/N: I was wondering, as I was going through the other stories in this series, how other characters perceived Dawn's appearance in their lives, when she had not been there before; as we know.

     She used to be so reluctant to get to School.

   Dragging her feet until he had to drive her.

   He just couldn't recall when.

   Now she was almost out the door before he'd started his breakfast.

   How to figure out the change?

   Deciding on a surprise pizza lunch; he'd been drinking coffee when he saw her laughing.

   Laughing.

   His daughter having actual fun; joking with a young girl he'd not seen before.

   Or been told of.

   She seemed as sad and solitary as Lisa usually was.

   She was growing up.

   He trusted her to tell him when she was ready.

   Goddess watch over us all, 


   
 

   Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth

  Another in the series of Lisa/Dawn oriented fics; all drabbles thus far dedicated as a birthday present for elisi.This one is set during S6; though I'm not certain whether this is before, or after, Willow's death; not that it matters, as Buffy is busy at the Doublemeat Palace, and Tara is 'babysister-sitting' (could be said to be vamp-sitting as well of course). 
 

  TITLE: Shadows of a Mothers Love

  AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014

  FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

  CHARACTERS: Tara Maclay; Dawn Summers; Spike;

  LENGTH: 100,

  SUMMARY: Love'em or hate'em, or never met'em; your parents are always watching you.

  A/N: Another Tara the surrogate mom fic; dedicated to  beer_good_foamy since he likes'em...

     Tara kept her eye on Dawn and Spike as they played; unconcerned since he hadn't yet realised he wasn't letting her win at poker anymore.

   Least it wasn't kittens.

   And as long as Buffy never found out.

   She was more thoughtful of Lisa and what was developing between her and Dawn.

   Words needed to be had.

   But with whom.

   She closed her eyes; thoughts drifting to the only words of her mother's she'd ever seen.

   “I can't protect you, Tare-bear, but I'll always be watching over you. Believe that.”

   “Bollocks!”

   Repressing a grin, Tara opened a disapproving eye... and frowned.

     Goddess watch over us all,

     Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth

  TITLE: The Shadows of Reality

  AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014

  FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

  CHARACTERS: Tara Maclay; Dawn Summers;

  SUMMARY: People's fears and insecurities never go away really; some learn to hide them better that's all.

  A/N: Sometimes I wish we'd seen more of Tara the Mom on the show; Willow being the Dad in most people's fanfics, which I can see actually, and honestly who would Dawn go to when things begin to develop with Lisa?

     “Gotta trust her Dawnie.”

   Dawn muttered.

   “It's that simple.”

   Tara stared steadfastly back into Dawn's frustrated, miserably apologetic eyes. “What did you expect me to say?”

   Dawn laughed bitterly, “You're worse than...”

   “You're sister?” Tara suggested.

   “Mom,” completed Dawn, sticking her tongue out, apathetically, when Tara winked; thanking her for the compliment.

   Hugging Dawn she told her softly, “She deserves to know, Dawnie.”

   “And I need to know whether this is real?”

   Tara's heart broke when Dawnie looked up at her, “How real am I?”

   Gripping her tight to her breast she answered.

   “You feel real enough to me, Dawnie.”

     Goddess watch over us all,

    Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth

  Another finished drabble in this set of birthday fics for elisi; don't know yet how many there will finally be (had the feeling that there were more to come, but I couldn't keep my eyes open). 

  TITLE: Summers in the Shadows

  AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014 

  FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer,

  CHARACTERS: Spike; Dawn Summers; Lisa; Clem; Buffy Summers; Tara Maclay;

  SUMMARY: For some creatures promises mean more than their own safety.

  A/N: This is set after Dawn and Lisa have started dating, but before their relationship is public; especially where Buffy is concerned.

     Obeying his own conscience; rather than the witches threats, he watched them from the shadows.

   For her mother's sake; their mothers' sakes in fact.

   In any case Clem had let their secret out long since; inwardly pleased the Slayer didn't know.

   He had the same respect for the kid's dad Tara did; man had a reputation that impressed him almost as much as his daughter.

   He'd learned never to underestimate someone just because she was a girl, and the kid was as tough as any Slayer; tough enough to be a Summers woman in fact, he chuckled quietly to himself.

     Goddess watch over us all,

     Kerk(evik) TehKek Hiraeth

   TITLE: Crazy Baby

   AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014

   LENGTH: 200

   CHARACTERS / 'SHIP: Tara Maclay; Willow Rosenberg; Faith Lehane / Tara/Faith; Willow/Tara implied.

   A/N: Crazy Baby was track eleven on Relish; story seven in this series. It was originally going to be for another track, but something happened to make me change my mind. This was also written weeks ago; though still in April, and represents a belated story for an otherwise barren month (unless it's still April in Hawaii). I wanted to wait until I'd written out the stories, but one is proving to be problematic.

   Anyway for red_satin_doll another chapter in a long-delayed series.

     Steadily Tara brushed her hair.

     Eyes, black, chill and gleaming, shone back at her.

     Eyes closed, she knew.

     They laughed; cold and malicious, so dread even The First had quailed.

     She felt tendrils crawling through her, trying; endlessly endeavouring to connect with the web of muscles; nerves; cells and vessels that formed her – its cell.

     Whispers ghosted around her hearing; always there, never quite heard.

     Circling; scenting blood, as Tara applied a tampon.

     “I feel like I'm being torn apart and half of me is lost.”

     She froze, for the longest time; breathed long and hard and stood up straight, placing a finger carefully beside her eye.

     “Why not use a glamour?” She froze once more, forgetful, momentarily, that she wasn't alone with her.

     Unsteadily she smiled; tried to smile.

     “They'll see.”

     Still, she applied cream to the bruise, more for healing purposes than secrecy.

     Or vanity.

     It scared, the ancient familarity of the actions.

     Opening her eyes, Tara stared uncertainly into the mirror.

     She turned at a sigh of relief.

     She reached out and took a trembling hand in her own.

     She knew by that sigh that they were clear in reality; not just her own, but real.

     "Faith".

   Goddess watch over us all,

   Kerk TehKek