Chapter One
"Do we have to do this?" she complained to Willow through the door as she finished getting dressed. She was uncomfortable the fact that Someone who I am not mentioning (DAWN!!!) thought that being sent back into time might be good training for being a slayer.
"Yes, but why wouldn't you want to? Even the council agreed and they don't agree to anything usually," Xander told her.
"Um, let's see… WHAT DO I KNOW ABOUT THE PAST????" Buffy yelled half crying from the suddenness of it all.
"Everything you need to know," Dawn said. Buffy looked at them sadly and then walked outside into the darkness. She didn't know why they wanted to do this to her. Most of the things she heard from Giles about the middle ages was about killings and demonic forces, nothing that would even barely keep her hopeful. She walked along the street and ended up in the cemetery. She came here often because she always had someone to talk to.
"Hey Spike," she said to her vampire lover as she walked, dragging her feet, into Spike's lair.
"What's wrong?" He asked as she sat down next to him.
"Everything," she said sadly looking at the floor with a tear running down her cheek. Spike put his arms around her trying to comfort her.
"They want to send me back in time, to the middle ages. Tara suggested it and now even the council wants it, but I'm scared," Buffy said looking up into Spike's eyes.
"It's okay, you don't have to go alone. I'll go with you," he said wiping away Buffy's tears.
"But… you said you don't like time travel I thought," Buffy said confused.
"Buffy, you don't seem to understand. I know and you know that the middle ages weren't the best of times and I want to be there for you. You need someone to help protect you from… stuff," he said putting his cold hand on her soft cheek.
"You don't have to do this. I AM a slayer."
"I want to Buffy. I love you. I need to know that you're safe and sound. I worry about you, I always have and I want to know that I always will." Buffy started to cry again soaking Spike's gray t-shirt.
"Come on, let's get you back home," Spike said leading her by the hand. He led her up to the front door and kissed her on her cheek. She walked up to her room and changed into her pajamas and climbed into bed. She fell asleep without any trouble, but she hoped that this would all just be a dream when she awoke the next morning.
"Do we have to do this?" she complained to Willow through the door as she finished getting dressed. She was uncomfortable the fact that Someone who I am not mentioning (DAWN!!!) thought that being sent back into time might be good training for being a slayer.
"Yes, but why wouldn't you want to? Even the council agreed and they don't agree to anything usually," Xander told her.
"Um, let's see… WHAT DO I KNOW ABOUT THE PAST????" Buffy yelled half crying from the suddenness of it all.
"Everything you need to know," Dawn said. Buffy looked at them sadly and then walked outside into the darkness. She didn't know why they wanted to do this to her. Most of the things she heard from Giles about the middle ages was about killings and demonic forces, nothing that would even barely keep her hopeful. She walked along the street and ended up in the cemetery. She came here often because she always had someone to talk to.
"Hey Spike," she said to her vampire lover as she walked, dragging her feet, into Spike's lair.
"What's wrong?" He asked as she sat down next to him.
"Everything," she said sadly looking at the floor with a tear running down her cheek. Spike put his arms around her trying to comfort her.
"They want to send me back in time, to the middle ages. Tara suggested it and now even the council wants it, but I'm scared," Buffy said looking up into Spike's eyes.
"It's okay, you don't have to go alone. I'll go with you," he said wiping away Buffy's tears.
"But… you said you don't like time travel I thought," Buffy said confused.
"Buffy, you don't seem to understand. I know and you know that the middle ages weren't the best of times and I want to be there for you. You need someone to help protect you from… stuff," he said putting his cold hand on her soft cheek.
"You don't have to do this. I AM a slayer."
"I want to Buffy. I love you. I need to know that you're safe and sound. I worry about you, I always have and I want to know that I always will." Buffy started to cry again soaking Spike's gray t-shirt.
"Come on, let's get you back home," Spike said leading her by the hand. He led her up to the front door and kissed her on her cheek. She walked up to her room and changed into her pajamas and climbed into bed. She fell asleep without any trouble, but she hoped that this would all just be a dream when she awoke the next morning.