A few 100 words drabbles set after chosen. You guess who is who's.


Where do I fit in now? Now that I'm not the chosen one, that one girl (or one of two)? What is my purpose in life now? Do I have purpose anymore? What should I be doing now that I have nothing that I should do? Where should I go to do whatever it is that I should be doing? Should I find another Hellmouth and begin again, or start over and be someone completely new? Am I a normal girl now, or has that time been and gone? Am I even a girl anymore? What do I do now?


What do I do now that she's gone? Who do I go to if I need the plain and simple truth? Who do I protect more than any other treasure? Who do I share my everythings with? Who would want to share them with me? Home has gone – both of them. She and it. It and she. I never knew that either of them meant so much to me. My entire life just went up in smoke – literally. What do I do now? Who with, and where to? Am I really free from demons, or does the Hellmouth not matter?


I wonder where he went – heaven or hell. More to the point, I wonder which one he really deserved of the two. Is he really gone? I keep expecting him to jump out from somewhere and yell, "Surprise, you couldn't kill me that easily! But then again, maybe not. I wonder if he's even remotely happy wherever he is, or if he isn't in a pace like that at all – what if he's in limbo? Will I ever really know for sure, or will I just have to trust that he was a good man, if not a good demon?


She doesn't have to bear that burden by herself any longer – she has others to share the load with. Will she take the help now that she has it, or will she just try to be herself and forget, as she once did? Is slaying too much ingrained on her now? Will she be able to live life as a normal person now, or has she lived in darkness for far too long? Can she even remember how to be normal, and forget about the things that she knows – does she truly even want to? What will become of her?


It looks so big, now that we've gone and made a huge dent in it – how did we ever miss that we were living in such a large place? Were there places that we never knew existed, and now never will? Who will take forward the stories of Sunnydale, once we leave? Are we even leaving? Where would we go to now? And what would we be able to do once we get there? I never finished college, and neither did Buffy – Xander never started. What do we do with our lives now? Do we even truly have lives now?


Want anyone else's? Gimme a bell if you so desire.