Prologue
Forgotten
Disclaimer: I own nothing. All Buffy-related material belongs to Joss Whedon and all Twilight-related material belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
Warning: Mentions of near Super!Buffyness. Slice of life and all the inane things we face in life. Slightly skewed timeline in Twilight-verse - if events and people don't match up, make a note and comment. All questions, comments and concerns can be addressed in the review section.
She should have stayed away.
The man before her was hers no longer. He belonged to another. He was happy now, surrounded by his coven. His Family.
His eyes ever so tender as they looked upon his wife, holding her close, as if afraid she would disappear.
Like she herself had done so many years ago.
He wanted more but she gave nothing. She could give nothing.
She was no longer his world.
He told her they were mated. He spoke of Forever, of Eternity. Their happiness had been a fleeting dream, one she deluded herself into believing. She was just too late to realize.
He already woke.
And his lips descended.
He had forgotten.
To Be Continued
A/N: I havn't updated my first story in quite some time, but I've lost inspiration at the moment. I apologize to all those that have followed me.
