Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, if I did Jenny never would have been killed. They are owned by Joss Whedon, etc. No copyright infringement is intended and no profit is made, this is just a hobby.

Author's notes: This is my first attempt at fanfiction or at least the first i've let anyone else read. English is not my first language so please excuse any spelling mistakes.

This story begins at the episode Passion from season 3 of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, it starts after the scene where Giles invites Jenny to come to his house and is AU after that. Some of the dialogue and scenes in the first chapter are from the actual episode.


Chapter 1: Passion Revisited

"Thanks for helping out with this Oz," Willow said with a grateful smile.

"No problem Willow, I'm just glad to have a reason to spend more time with you," he replied with a big smile, that grew even bigger when Willow blushed in response.

"Hmm... sorry to interrupt you guys, but we need to hurry up. We have to perform the spell at my house before my mom comes home," Buffy intervened. Sure, it was great that everything was going so well between them, but she was anxious to get this spell done tonight.

"Oh... of course, sorry Buffy," Willow said quickly, sounding genuinely upset.

While Oz's, "Yeah, sorry," was completely ruined by the fact that he couldn't stop smiling.

"That's okay," said Buffy gently, realizing that her earlier rebuke had come out harsher than she had meant it to. "Let's just get this over with. Oz you nail the crucifix to the wall, I'll burn the moss and the herbs. Willow can you read the spell?"

"Sure," she replied absently, watching Oz has he hanged up the cross. "I'm going to have a hard time explaining this to my dad."

"You really think it'll bother him?" Buffy asked.

"Ira Rosenberg's only daughter nailing crucifixes to her bedroom wall? I have to go over to Xander's house just to watch 'A Charlie Brown Christmas' every year."

"I see your point."

"All done," Oz announced.

"All right, let's do this," said Buffy determinedly.


He stood waiting patiently outside her house and it wasn't long before he saw the car coming down the street and finally pulling up in the driveway. He stepped out of the shadows and stood in front of the car, he slowly approached the open car window and said in a slow voice, "Mrs. Summers, I need to talk to you."

Joyce stepped out of the car holding a bag of groceries and was obviously struggling to keep her calm, "You're Angel."

"Did Buffy tell you about us?"

"She told me she wants you to leave her alone," she answered, managing to keep her voice firm.

"I-I can't. I can't do that."

"You're scaring her."

Angelus couldn't help but ponder over her stupidity as she began walking towards the house. As if she could get away, he calmly followed her. "You have to help me. I need, I need to be with her. Y-you can convince her. You have to convince her."

"Look," she was trying to appear to be in control but he could already see the fear in her eyes has he moved to stand in front of her. "I'm telling you to leave her alone.

"You have to talk to her for me, Joyce. Tell her I need her."

She quickly moved around him her voice stammering as she answered, "Please, look, I-I just want to get inside, okay?" He couldn't help but smile as she's desperately looked for her car keys, dropping her bag in the process.

"You don't understand, Joyce. I'll die without Buffy. She'll die without me."

"Are you threatening her?" she exclaimed her voice suddenly taking on an angry tone.

"Please... Why is she doing this to me?"

"I'm calling the police now."

As she fumbled trying to find the right key he moved up to stand next to her. And just as she found the right key he went in for the big finally, "I haven't been able to sleep since the night we made love." He felt a huge triumph at the shocked look on her face, "I need her. I know you understand."

"Just leave us alone," she said, clearly upset, before she rushed into the house.

Angelus smiled as he went to follow her inside but he was suddenly thrown back by an invisible barrier. That's when he saw Buffy, Willow and Oz coming down the stairs and he heard Willow saying the words, "Hicce verbis consensus rescissus est."

He was so taken of guard that he didn't even react when Buffy stepped up to the door and coldly said, "Sorry, Angel. Changed the locks," before she slammed the door in his face.


Jenny was sitting in her classroom in front of the computer working on the translation program, impatiently waiting to see if the translation has worked. She desperately wanted this to work. No, she needed this to work. Even if Rupert seemed willing to forgive her for not telling him the truth she needed to make things right. And she was not going to let this come between them. She just wasn't.

"Come on, come on..." All of a sudden she saw a translation scroll up next to the original text.

"That's it!" she exclaimed, not able to contain her excitement. "It's going to work! This... will work."

She quickly saved the translation on a yellow disk and printed out a copy. After erasing the translation from the hard drive she hurried out to her car. She had to show this to Rupert as soon as possible.


Angelus was furious. That little bitch, did she really think that just performing a ritual to keep him out of her house was going to stop him. Well she would find out different soon enough. He had planned on taunting her for a bit longer before the real torture started, but clearly it was time to take action. The Slayer and her little friends were about to find out exactly what he was cable of.

Another car pulling to a stop outside the house interrupted his thoughts. He instantly recognized the Watcher as he stepped out of the car and went up to the front door. He watched from afar trying to no avail to hear what they are talking about. After only a few minutes the Watcher came back out and got back in his car. He debated with himself whatever he should follow him or not. He had planned to wait a while before killing him, it was better if he started out with someone less obvious and the Watcher knew how to defend himself. He was no match for him of course but... all of a sudden the door opening again caught his attention. He watched in fascination as Willow and Oz exited. They walked over to a van parked in the street. Oz opened the passenger door for Willow before getting in the driver seat and driving off. Suddenly feeling inspired he followed them, this was going to be fun.


Oz pulled to a stop outside Willows house. After a long uncomfortable silence Willow finally said, "Well... good night then."

"I'll walk you to the door," Oz exclaimed a little too loudly as he hurried out of the van to open the door for her.

"Oh... no you don't have to that."

"But I want to."

"Okay," she replied shyly and they started walking up to the door. Neither of them noticed the tall figure watching from afar.

They stood awkwardly by the door for a minute looking at each other in silence. "So... good night," Willow said again.

"Good night," Oz answered but neither of them moved. After another minute of silence Willow turned to go inside when Oz suddenly blurted out, "Iwanttogooutwithyouagain" Willow quickly turned to look at him with wide eyes.

"How about tomorrow?" he quickly added.

"Sure!" she answered a little too enthusiastic. "I mean ah... sure," she repeated, trying to appear nonchalant and falling miserably.

"Great," he didn't even bother to try and hide the huge grin starting to spread over is face knowing it would be useless. "Good night then." He started to back away, then changed his mind and walked towards her. He slowly leaned in and softly kissed her.

Willow could only stare after him with wide eyes as he started making his way back to his van, a feeling of complete happiness washing over her. A feeling that quickly disappear when she saw Angelus stepping out of the shadows.

"Oz!" she shouted after him, but before Oz had any time to react Angel strode forward and grabbed him from behind. And in one swift movement he twisted his head and snapped his neck. Willow could only stare in horror as Angelus turned towards her with an evil grin on his face, gloating before he turned and disappeared back into the shadows. For a moment it seemed as if time is standing still. Then she felt herself begin to shake, in a second she was crying uncontrollably, "Nooooo!"