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Once upon a time there was Kin of the Heart where Angel and Xander learned to be friends. Now we're working towards something entirely different.

Kin of the Soul
Slash: Angel/Xander, Angel/Spike
Rated: ADULT 
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Angel showing up out of heaven has really made a mess of things.  It's going to take a while to sort any of this out.


( Part One ) ( Part Two ) ( Part Three ) ( Part Four ) ( Part Five ) ( Part Six ) ( Part Seven ) ( Part Eight ) ( Part Nine ) ( Part Ten ) ( Part Eleven ) ( Part Twelve ) ( Part Thirteen ) ( Part Fourteen ) (Part Fifteen ) ( Part Sixteen ) ( Part Seventeen ) ( Part Eighteen ) ( Part Nineteen ) ( Part Twenty) ( Part Twenty-One ) ( Part Twenty-Two ) ( Part Twenty-Three ) ( Part Twenty-Four ) ( Part Twenty-Five ) ( Part Twenty-six ) ( Part Twenty-Seven ) ( Part Twenty-eight ) ( Part Twenty-nine )( Part thirty )  ( Part Thirty-one )  Part Thirty-Two ) Part Thirty-Three ) Part Thirty four )  ( Part Thirty-five ) Part Thirty-Six ) Part Thirty-Seven ) Part Thirty-Eight ) Part Thirty-nine ) Part Forty ) Part Forty-one ) Part Forty-two ) Part Forty-three ) Part Forty-four ) Part Forty-five ) Part Forty-six )  Part Forty-Seven )  Part Forty-Eight ) 
Part 49 )



50

Spike stopped just inside the doors of the Hyperion. He was ninety percent sure Wesley’s message was a trap, but even if it was, enough was enough. They’d been run to ground too many times. Cordelia and Blair could disappear places Spike couldn’t. They could run during the day and get on a bloody airplane without worrying about getting turned to dust. Since Angelus hadn’t made any secret out of the fact that all he really wanted now was Spike, it was time for Spike to take his lumps and let the others jack themselves free of the mess. Once Angelus had whipped him raw and raped him a few dozen times, Spike would get his way back into his sire’s good graces. He always had.

A minion snarled at him, and Spike slammed a stake into its heart before it could blink. Too bad. He’d done it too fast for the others to notice, so he’d just have to make his point a little clearer.

“Olly, olly, all in free,” he sang. “Security around here isn’t worth shite. Who do you have to dust to get a little attention?”

A half dozen minions threw themselves at him, but Spike hadn’t dusted more than four before the others started backing away. Under other circumstances, Spike might have chased them down to dust them, but if this was Angelus’ trap, he wanted to stay focused. It wouldn’t help him much, but he was determined to get in a few good hits before he went down.

“Spikey!!” a voice sang from the top of the stairs. Spike cringed at the sight of Harmony sailing down the stairs, her arms open like she was going to sodding hug him. Daft bint. “I’ve missed you so much.” Ignoring Spike’s death glare, Harmony actually fucking hugged him. “The master is waiting. He wants to see you,” she said with a smile as she backed away, but Spike frowned. There was something in her expression that made the hair on the back of his neck stand up.

“That right?” he asked as he brushed his shirt off. Harmony had a bad habit of wearing lotions and shit that had glitter, and if he had one sparkle on him, he was dusting her—trap or no trap.

“Yep. Wesley promised to get you right away. Oh, but Angelus and Xander were having sex.” She leaned in closer like she was sharing a secret. “Angelus likes sex. A lot. You should wait until he’s done having sex first.”

Spike stared at her, wondering, and not for the first time, whether some demon other than a vampire had gotten into her as she lay dying. Spike knew full well that sometimes a vampire didn’t turn out violent. Angelus had beaten him enough for that very flaw. However, Spike had never seen a vampire turn out like Harmony. He hadn’t even heard of one.

“You should go see Faith and Graham. They’re home too. Just about everyone is home now,” Harmony finished, smiling at the minions and assorted demons gathered in the lobby. In a distant corner, a minion muttered about the fact that someone needed to put Harmony down. Spike didn’t even bother to turn and look before he flung a stake into the corner. The screams that followed meant he missed the heart.

“Bugger it all,” Spike said, pushing past Harmony. Behind him, there was a puff and the screaming stopped, so someone had put the minion down. “Next one ta talk out of turn dies a lot slower than that,” Spike warned as he got to the top of the stairs. “If I want some minion alive and screaming, you lot let him scream, got it?” Spike demanded. It was better than letting them think he’d missed. Some minions nodded—others vanished into the shadows. Good. They needed fewer minions around.

Spike headed for Faith’s room. The scent of blood and magic swirled heavily in the air, and his eyes just about watered when he opened the door. Wesley knelt next to the bed with some magical incense that made Spike’s skin crawl and Faith paced the room, a cigarette in hand.

“Spike.” Faith said his name the way someone else might say a prayer, and for a half-second, Spike considered preening in that praise. Then he caught sight of Graham.

“Fuck. What, the idiot couldn’t keep his bloody head down?” Heading for the bed, Spike tried to see how bad the break was. The skin was purpling and an end of the broken collarbone stuck out at an odd angle, threatening to poke through the skin at any point. Graham’s breathing was shallow and had a sort of wet rattle way down deep that was bothersome. “Get the bedspread on that side. We need to lift him down to the floor,” Spike said, pulling the bedding out on his side. Faith just about shoved Wesley to the side as she hurried to do the same. “Angelus order him to stay here?” Spike asked. Hopefully not. Spike wasn’t sure what was broken or how easy it would be to fix him. He needed to go to hospital.

“The cuff causes him pain if he leaves,” Wesley answered. Faith and Spike got Graham to the ground and Spike started feeling around the injury. His collarbone had snapped like a twig. The fucking soldier was just lucky the broken end hadn’t cut through a vein.

“How much pain?” Spike asked Wesley.

“Thrashing and screaming sorts of pain,” Wesley said, his voice tight with emotion.

“Fuck.” Spike grimaced. “That’d kill him. We need to stabilize the bone. I’ll get it in place.” Spike looked over at Wesley. The man was gaunt, but he had a steel to him that he hadn’t before. Sometimes prey was like that. You thought you had a soft one, and the first sign of pain and hardship, and they toughened right up. “Do you have anything to make the bone knit? We need to get it stable before the ragged edges cut something we can’t fix.”

“I have a potion,” Wesley said, but the doubt on his face made Spike wait for the other shoe to drop. “Last time I used it, he screamed and thrashed a lot.”

“That’s out then. Go get something that will hold the bone in place—potion or spell,” Spike ordered. He’d suggest calling 9-1-1, only he didn’t think a riot in the lobby with minions scrambling to eat the paramedics would help much. If they got the bone set, Spike could actually drain off some of the blood gathering in the joint easy enough. That would stabilize him for the time being, unless the bone had already done some sort of lung damage.

Wesley nodded and got up.

“Nine minutes,” Spike called after him. “You be back in nine minutes.”

“Yes, master,” Wesley said. He cringed at his own word choice, but Spike would play the bloody master if it got things done.

“Right then, what the fuck happened? Wesley talked like Angel is back in his message.”

Faith nodded. “He is.”

Spike frowned. This was a new wound. If Angel was back, that wasn’t making a penny’s worth of sense.

“He was in heaven, Spike. He thinks this is hell.” Faith bit her lip. It wasn’t a gesture Spike was used to seeing on her.

“This fucking well is hell,” Spike said briefly. “Watch soldier-boy,” Spike said as he got up. “Is Angel in his room?”

Faith nodded. “With Xander.”

Spike felt his guts knot with worry. “Is Xander still in one piece?”

Faith nodded again, her fingers resting on Graham’s arm. “Yeah. Graham was trying to get him to back away from Angel and give him some space.”

Spike snorted and didn’t point out that Graham was thick as pig shite if he thought taking Xander away would calm Angel down. Instead he just headed for Angel’s room. His demon wanted to rage and rip and tear. Angel had hurt Graham, maybe fatally if that ragged bone edge cut something vital or if the fluid built up in his lungs. He’d left Wesley gaunt and Faith nearly trembling with fear. He was holding Xander, a boy Spike had broken in, who had submitted, who had laid under Spike’s hands. The demon raged at all the insults, but Spike didn’t have illusions. As long as Angel was feeding on human blood and working out, Spike wasn’t going to beat him without a whole lot of luck on his side.

Treading softly, Spike pushed open the door that connected the sitting room with the sleeping area. Angel was rocking in the corner, his body bent at awkward angles. It took Spike a second to realize that he was holding Xander. For a brief second, Spike’s demon slipped free, his rage poured out at the fear that Angel had killed Xander. Xander’s upper body lay in Angel’s lap, arms hanging limply.

Xander turned his head, and brown eyes found his, eyes full of confusion.

“Shhh, a choi,” Angel muttered. “It’s illusion. It’s all illusion. I’ll protect you.” Angel pulled Xander closer. Well, fuck. The soul might be back, but it brought a few bats to hang out in the belfry.

“Peaches,” Spike said softly. Angel paused in his rocking. Xander brought his hands up to touch Angel’s shoulders, but the second he made contact, Angel shivered and vamped out.

“No problem. No problem,” Xander said and he let his hands fall awkwardly to his sides again. “Hey, I have an idea. Does anyone want to get on the bed?”

“They shouldna have sent you here. Won’t let them hurt you.” Angel looked around the room with yellow eyes, and for the first time in a hundred years, Spike found himself utterly flummoxed. Usually he could come up with a plan for any situation. Oh, it might not be a particularly good plan, but he could come up with a plan. Right now, he had no idea what to do.

“Peaches, you’re on Earth. The boy’s been here the whole time, so he’s pretty good at protecting himself.” Spike crouched down near the door, his hand holding the door so he could get out fast, slamming the door behind him if need be. This version of Angel was feeling more dangerous than Angelus, truth be told.

“I’m not sure all of him is on Earth. He seems to kinda have his own world here, Spike,” Xander said. “And my back is hurting.”

“Not surprised, pet. He’s holding you odd, that’s for sure.”

Angel’s eyes found Spike and suddenly Angel snarled like a dog and pulled Xander to his chest.

“Hey, human bones here. Take it easy.” Xander’s hand rested on Angel’s shoulder and Angel surged up, his eyes darting from Xander’s hand where it rested against his shoulder to Spike and back, but he continued to hold Xander tightly to his chest. “And now I’m feeling emasculated,” Xander complained, his voice muffled from being pressed to Angel.

Spike glanced back out at the hall. He should go deal with Graham, but this wasn’t a version of Angel he trusted. He could kill Xander without even understanding what he was doing.

“Mate, you have to let humans breathe. Do you remember breathing?” Spike asked, modeling it by taking a deep breath and letting it out. Angel snarled louder.

“Seriously, he’s better when you guys aren’t helping. Give him some space,” Xander said.

Spike’s pressed his lips together and debated with himself for a few seconds. “If you let him kill you, I’m bloody chasing you into the next life and whipping you raw,” Spike threatened. The words were no more out of his mouth than Angel threw himself forward.

Even though Spike had been prepared to run for it, he still barely had time to clear the door and kick it closed. Angel slammed into the door so hard that the frame shivered and something made a crunching sound. Spike curled his hands into claws and picked the best spot in the sitting room to defend himself as he watched the doorknob, waiting for it to turn. Fuck, he was an idiot. He was dumber than pig shite. He was dumber than Graham. Angel was feeling threatened, and he had to go and offer to take a whip to the boy. Well, at least they knew Angel was processing and understanding language somewhere under all that feral growling.

Spike braced for Angel to come out and attack, and Spike suspected he’d have to fight for his life. Instead Angel hit the door again, and this time a couple of books fell off the shelves and clattered to the floor. A few more hits, and Spike realized that Angel couldn’t get to him. “Daft bugger,” Spike muttered as he backed up toward the hall. If Angel could figure out how to use a door knob, they might all be in trouble. Spike closed the door to the sitting room and found Harmony waiting for him.

“Does he need anything?” She had that hopeful look on her face as if having something to offer would make her the happiest little vamp in the world.

“Find the key and lock that door,” Spike said, poking his thumb toward Angel’s door.

“On it,” Harmony agreed with a wide smile as she rushed down the hall.

Spike stood in the middle of the empty hall listening to the minions mill about below him. Thankfully Xander had soundproofed Angel’s room or he really would think he was in hell. Angelus hadn’t chosen the best and brightest minions, that’s for sure. They were an argumentative lot, and Spike could hear several of them making fun of Harmony as she hurried through the first floor.

What the fuck was he supposed to do? He hated courts. The only time he’d tried to run a court had been Sunnydale, and that had just turned out just bloody lovely. The fucking Mayor had corrupted most of his minions, Dru turned him out, and he’d eaten Xander’s little slayer friend. Actually, that last one had been the bright spot of his time as Master of the Hellmouth, but he couldn’t exactly go bragging about that without both Xander and Angel threatening to brood their way through the fucking week. But always before, when one of his plans went belly-up he could just move on. He never feared making a right bollocks out of something because he could just leave the disaster behind. He’d shoved around most of Europe and Asia that way, both with and without Dru. He didn’t want a soddin’ court. Only now, he had one, and he couldn’t see any way to get out easy. They couldn’t even run for it with Angel and Graham both down for the count.

They couldn’t run and he had no bloody idea how he was supposed to deal with an Angel who’d clearly gone ‘round the twist. He’d call for Cordelia to come back, only he didn’t know where she was. He’d given her strict orders to head for the hills and wait to see what the scuttlebutt was on the court before showing her face. So, he didn’t have a lot of choices. The second Angel was back on his feet, though…. Spike was going to bloody torture the vamp until he remembered that he had bloody duties that he was supposed to fucking tend to. With a scowl, he strode back to Faith’s room.

Wesley was back, a huge book laid open next to Graham. “I found a spell. If you can hold the bone straight, I think I can get it to set.”

“Make sure you can,” Spike said. This was going to hurt like hell, and if Graham woke up and thrashed about, that bone was going to hit a vein or artery for sure. But he was too weak for pain spells.

Wesley’s back stiffened. “This will work,” he said firmly, showing that hint of steel at his core. “It has to. That git Finn emailed back and he is declining to get involved.” Wesley’s face twisted with anger.

“He probably figures it’s a trap,” Spike said. He couldn’t really blame Finn, especially given that Finn had ordered Graham to leave, and Graham had chosen to follow Spike’s orders instead. Graham wasn’t theirs, anymore. They weren’t going to go out of their way to put their own people at risk to help him. That left the clan to take care of him.

“The spell is ready,” Wesley said with a sort of formality that didn’t really match the mood. Faith stood by the window, her hands trembling, and Spike put his knees on either side of Graham’s head and used his fingers to probe the wound. There was swelling enough to do some real joint damage, but first they had to get this bone stabilized. Funny, he’d learned most of what he knew about the human body by breaking them. Putting them back together—that had been a sport that Angelus had only indulged when he wanted to torture some poor bloke more. Now Spike felt a cold desperation that he might muck this up, and he didn’t know what would happen to Angel or Faith if Graham went and died. Spike dug his fingers into the purpling flesh, pushing at the broken bone. He could feel flesh yielding and muscle straining.

“Luv, if this goes wrong, am I letting him die or turning him?” Spike asked Faith. She turned and looked at him, her eyes large with panic. Right then, she wasn’t up for any big life and death decisions. “Nevermind. We need the clan strong. He dies, and he’s getting elected the first fledge of the clan,” Spike said. After that, he concentrated on getting the bone straight. He’d make Graham a fledge if need be, but if he did that, Angel was going to birth kittens just as soon as he found where he’d left the rest of his mind. Giving Wesley a nod, Spike held the bone in place as Wesley started to chant. The feel of magic skittered across his skin like spiders.
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Date: 2011-03-01 10:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skargasm.livejournal.com
First?!!

Date: 2011-03-01 10:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Holy crap... that was some damn fast clicking!

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From: [identity profile] skargasm.livejournal.com - Date: 2011-03-01 11:03 pm (UTC) - Expand

Yay! First!

Date: 2011-03-01 11:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mythic-harmony.livejournal.com
Totally cool, I get 2 parts at once! I didn't get online the other day so this is marvelous. I had even reread it last week so it's all still fresh in my head. You are a wonderful person! Don't let anyone tell you different! Now I'm off to finish reading it and be happy and obnoxious in public, yay!

Re: Yay! First!

Date: 2011-03-01 11:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
My goal is to keep people well fed with Kin of the Soul this time around. I hope you enjoy it.

Date: 2011-03-01 11:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skargasm.livejournal.com
I'd almost forgotten how much I loved Spike's relationship with Xander in this fic:

"“If you let him kill you, I’m bloody chasing you into the next life and whipping you raw,” Spike threatened. "

This totally reminded me and brought it all flooding back. Poor Angel, trying to protect Xander and potentially causing him more harm. And poor Spike - him running a court is SO not of the good!!

P.S. Your Harmony always makes me crack up laughing because I can just see her behaving exactly the way you describe. Spike is so right about her not turning out right!!

Thanks for more so quickly

Date: 2011-03-01 11:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Spike in this world was never chipped, and I think that really has changed the way he interacts with the humans. The problem is that Spike's behaviors are still very demonic, and Angel has spent a prolonged time in heaven, which means that he is really not understanding the affection behind Spike's threats.

Date: 2011-03-01 11:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mulder200.livejournal.com
Oh Lord! Spike in control?! This is getting messier by the second.

Still, at least we have Harmony for a good laugh.

Date: 2011-03-01 11:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
That's what Spike is thinking to himself. He does not like being in charge, but he'll do what he has to for his clan.

Date: 2011-03-01 11:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] clucksy.livejournal.com
Hmmm I hope Graham survives. *is nervous*

Loved Xanders line "Seriously, he's better when you guys don't help." that is so a Xander line!

How long is Angel going to be in this headspace - as I recall on the series it was weeks after he'd been in hell before he was unferally.

Feels like everyone is just holding their breath and hoping to make it through the next minute.

Date: 2011-03-01 11:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Like a lot of injuries, it is worse that it seems at first. But Spike is going to do everything he can. If nothing else, we'll have vampy Graham.

Angel in the series spent a century in hell. This Angel spent an unknown amount of time in heaven. I think there will be some similarities, but it's not the same.

Date: 2011-03-01 11:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sparrow2000.livejournal.com
Oh my, this is going to take ages to sort out. Angel really is going to have to remember that Xander has all these pesky human needs like breathing. Goodness knows what will happen if he needs to pee!

Lovely Spike being pragmatic and worried all at the same time. Loved him pretending he'd missed the minion's heart on purpose and using the fact to terrorise the other minions. That's vintage Spike. *g*

Date: 2011-03-01 11:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
This is going to be a real mess. Angel has forgotten a whole lot of things, and I agree that peeing is one of those thing.

I almost feel sorry for Spike here. He certainly doesn't want to be the alpha dog. He's gotten used to Angel doing that, leaving him to be the enforcer.

Date: 2011-03-01 11:41 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] zilentdreamer.livejournal.com
Oh God I forgot how much I love this story!!!!

Date: 2011-03-01 11:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
I'm so glad I could remind you!

Date: 2011-03-02 12:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spiceblueeyes.livejournal.com
I really hope Graham doesn't die. And I wonder how long it will take for Angel to realize where he really is. So glad you're writing this again!

Date: 2011-03-02 12:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Graham's in more trouble than he thought, that's for sure. And you're right that Angel is too confused to even understand where he is.

Kin Of The Soul 50

Date: 2011-03-02 12:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] slashpuppy.livejournal.com
Marvellous chapter! Very happy to have an update so soon after the last one!

I really like the way you write these characters - they feel so *right*! Harmony cracks me up every time, Spike is brilliant (sarky but caring for his clan), Xander is full of Xanderisms. Totally fab! Can't wait for the next chapter. :-)

Re: Kin Of The Soul 50

Date: 2011-03-02 12:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
I don't know if I can, but I'm going to try to go back to every other day. We'll see if I can do it.

I'm so glad that the characters feel so right to you. I'm having fun rediscovering my love for them.

Date: 2011-03-02 12:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ladyivy.livejournal.com
“Mate, you have to let humans breathe. Do you remember breathing?” Spike asked, modeling it by taking a deep breath and letting it out. Angel snarled louder.

Now I am wondering if Angel will remember humans need to eat and use the bathroom...

If we really aren't in a better place yet, at least the updates are coming quickly. I'm looking forward to reading how you have Angel cope when he regains some measure of sanity.

Date: 2011-03-03 12:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
I think there's a lot Angel has forgotten... too much maybe. I'm glad you're enjoying this.

Date: 2011-03-02 01:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bulisen.livejournal.com
More cliffhangers :( You are so very mean, but I kind of like it so I really shouldn't complain.

Hope Graham stays human and that Xander can get thru to Angel

Date: 2011-03-03 12:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
I do like my cliffhangers, so even if you did complain, I doubt I would stop torturing you guys ;)

Date: 2011-03-02 01:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragonyphoenix.livejournal.com
I'm surprised Spike didn't dust Harmony, glittery stuff or no glittery stuff, just for the hug.

Poor Spike, stuck with the responsibilities. *grins*

Graham might be turned? You left it there?

Date: 2011-03-03 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
I think Spike wants to dust Harmony, but face it, Harmony has always been under Cordelia's protection, and Spike will do anything for Cordy, even put up with Harmony.

Date: 2011-03-02 01:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] texanfan.livejournal.com
Oh how very much I love Spike! Of course, a situation that calls for delicate handling is not his strong suit but his loyalty and passion make up for it. :)

Clearly, he's picking up on the same things Graham did that his little family is on the edge of destruction unless something is done quick. Stabalizing Graham has to be the first order of business but pretty quick they're going to have to address the Angel issue.

Poor Xander, trying desperately to keep Angel calm and being thwarted by people trying to help him. I have no idea how anyone is going to get through to him in his current state. I eagerly await your next post!

Date: 2011-03-03 12:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Spike really is trying to step up for the clan, and that's not easy for him because in this universe, he's gotten used to being the enforcer, the second in command. He kinda likes that role.

You're also right that everyone is in some deep, deep shit here.

Date: 2011-03-02 01:23 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] boji.livejournal.com
Have read all of this over the past couple of days, flirting with insomnia as I grew more addicted. Just wanted to say how much I adore this and how the cliffhanger here has me biting my nails.

It's wicked, brilliant, stuff. Thanks.

Date: 2011-03-03 12:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Wow... you really must have been staying up late. This is a long one. And thank you so much!

Date: 2011-03-02 02:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] opsgirl.livejournal.com
I have to say, I have never loved Spike so much as I have in this fic. Poor conflicted boy! I love how he takes charge.
Can't wait to see what Cordelia has to say about this mess.
Thank you for posting more so quickly!

Date: 2011-03-03 12:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
My Spike's are usually large and in charge, but this one likes being the second in command. Having to take charge is not really his thing. He just wants to have fun threatening people.

Date: 2011-03-02 02:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lil-miss-maddie.livejournal.com
yay! update!!
so exciting!

Date: 2011-03-03 12:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Thank you so much!

Date: 2011-03-02 03:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shakatany.livejournal.com
Actually when you think of it Harmony wasn't that dumb. She let the court continue to believe that Angelus was still in charge so the minions wouldn't get any ideas and try to takeover. Love to see Dr Spike in action using what he learned killing humans to help heal Graham who I hope doesn't die since they don't have an Orb of Thessula handy.

Yay more updates - I'm doing a version of Xander's Snoopy dance.

Shakatany

Date: 2011-03-03 12:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Harmony really isn't dumb, but then in Angel: the Series, I think it was clear that she had some brains... she just applied them in odd ways. So she's a good addition to the clan. And we'll have to see about Graham

Date: 2011-03-02 03:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dragonydreams.livejournal.com
Yay, Spike to the rescue. Good to see someone taking charge.

Date: 2011-03-03 12:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
He's really stepping up to the plate. Angel owes him.

Date: 2011-03-02 04:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ctrl-issue.livejournal.com
My squee is a bit blinding right now. ^_^ I'm so glad you're giving us more of this story. ^_____^

Date: 2011-03-03 12:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Awwwwwwwwwww. Thank you so much!

Date: 2011-03-02 04:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chaoskir.livejournal.com

Oh boy! I do hope they get it right with the bone. Poor crew and especially poor Xander.

Date: 2011-03-03 12:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Graham really did get hurt, but going up against a feral vampire might not be the best idea.

Date: 2011-03-02 02:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaayadei.livejournal.com
Yay, yay, yay-I hope Graham survives!

Date: 2011-03-03 12:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
He will... one way or the other.

Date: 2011-03-02 02:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uncouthkitten.livejournal.com
Oh yeah - I'm a happy kitty, just love it when things get so wonderfully convoluted, a)because I'm evol and b)because it's going to take a good few chapters to sort it all out which means no end in sight and more Kin to look forward to - a win / win situation. Seriously happy that your muse has wanted to revisit the Kin world.

Date: 2011-03-03 12:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Things are convoluted, and one of the reasons I needed a break was because I knew I still had quite a bit to write on this story. You'll have more fic for a while.

Date: 2011-03-02 05:41 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] oceanandspace
aw, cliffhanger T_T moreeeeeeeeeee *that, was the cry of the desperate fangirl that can't decide if she prefers fledge/childe!Graham or healed!Graham XD*

Anyway, I love, love, love this \O/ Spike taking charge, yummi and sexy!!! *.*

Date: 2011-03-03 12:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Oh, how I do love the scream of people dangling over that cliffhanger *eg*

And Graham will be around, but no promises about whether he'll be fangy or wearing a cast.

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Date: 2011-03-02 08:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawera.livejournal.com
The strong family ties between Spike, Angel and Xander with even Harmony getting a look in. What's not to love?

Date: 2011-03-03 12:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
They really are family. They're the first family Faith ever had, and they're stronger than any family any of these people have been part of in the past.

Date: 2011-03-03 12:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nghthwk8.livejournal.com
Love the update. I agree with one of the above comments that Harmony isn't that stupid in that she is pretending nothing is wrong with Angelus. They don't need a bunch of uppity fledges added to the mix.

Spike in charge of court, in a such a different way than Toys. Lots of joy in the future as he tries to handle that. So many issues to deal with and a lot of fun for us readers. Hope the muse continues to be inspired.

Date: 2011-03-03 12:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lit-gal.livejournal.com
Thank you so much. I liked Harmony in Angel: the Series... she was a real survivor. She was a little backstabbing, but in this world, she knows she'd last less than a millisecond if she betrayed the family, so that's not a problem.
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