BTVS belongs to Joss. The story line is MINE ALL MINE! please don't sue me, I'm quite poor really.

This is set strait after "Once more with feeling". I haven't seen further than that yet, so story lines could clash... I don't know. Being in Merrie Olde England, we have to wait longer for the new series to progress. Anyway, please review!!! I live for reviews. Have Fun, and do tell me if you think it's really crap.


The rain was pouring down, as she stood by the doorway of the crypt.
All she could see was blood. Blood pouring down from the heavens in torrents. Visions of past events clouded through her mind, memories of days gone by... a past she tried to forget.
Well, things were going to be a lot different around here from now on. Sunnydale wouldn't know what had hit it.
A new beginning, a good beginning.




GOOD BEGINNINGS

She was kinda tired, she'd been patrolling 'til late last night, and the fact that she'd bumped into Spike hadn't helped. Things were a little intense there after the whole singing extravaganza... It wasn't that she didn't like him, she liked him a lot, found him attractive, funny, In a kind of casual way... didn't trust him, couldn't say she loved him, and tried not to dwell on that side of their relationship. Really just going with the physical...
It was 9:30 when she finally emerged from bed, hair dishevelled, tired... Normal morning Buffy. Willow was in the kitchen clearing away sandwich stuff, apparently Dawn had had the awful chore of making her own lunch for school.
"You'd think she could put the peanut butter away, wouldn't you... what? am I like her slave!" Willow grumbled as she went around putting stuff away.
"What's with the grouchiness, something bugging you there, Will?"
Well, that got a faint smile. " Me? Grouchy, why do you say that! But while we're talking about it, you could get Dawn to tidy a little more... not that it really matters or anything, it's just easier to do stuff in a clean kitchen." She gave a nod of satisfaction as the last bits were cleaned.
"Hey, your going a bit psycho with the cleaning. You sure you haven't been possessed by a cleaning demon, where's the real Willow?"
Willow looked away. "It kind of helps me not to think about... about,"
"Tara?" Buffy regretted the new direction the conversation was taking. "Look, I'm sure you two will work it out, you were great together, you both need time. A little space, maybe try to get to know each other again. You've been so preoccupied lately with the magic stuff, maybe you just lost sight of things a bit."
Willow brightened a little, but Buffy could see the worry in her eyes. " I know it makes sense, but I only want to help people with the magic. That's what it's for isn't it... I don't know how to react to it all, I just miss her so much."
" Just take it slowly." Buffy said as she poured orange juice into the glass. She closed the refrigerator and took a sip. "Mmmmm, orangey freshness. Well, that's my Buffy wisdom for this morning, I have to go to the magic shop. I promised Anya I'd cover for her for a couple of hours... I am so not into the whole retail thing you wouldn't believe it. Gotta get ready I'm due in" she looked at her watch, " half an hour ago! Ooops."