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Carpe Diem

This wasn't like falling into a blue void or being dragged to hell, this was real, this was life this was normal. It was exactly what she had always wanted, always wished for and dreamed of, and now laying here it was clear that it had turned into a nightmare. She had faced vampires, ghosts, gods, hellhounds and demons and somehow survived. This couldn't be happening one minute they had been smiling and laughing like any normal family, the next all she could see was darkness. The only people that she could think about were Dean and Johnny; their faces and beautiful green eyes. Her handsome strong husband holding her hand and their son sat in the back seat of the Impala. She was lying there bloody, bruised and unconscious her life was flashing past her eyes.

There were books everywhere Buffy looked and she could see a man wearing a brown suit; her eyes surveyed the room as she approached the man.

"I was looking for some books, I'm new."

"Miss summers?"

"Good call; guess I'm the only new kid, huh?"

"I'm Mr. Giles. The librarian. I was told you were coming."

She could see that he had moved around so he was behind the large counter that was placed in front of the double doors.

"Great! So, um, I'm gonna need 'Perspectives on 20th Century-'"

With a big grin across his face he said, "I know what you're after." There it was a large black ancient book with the words VAMPYR written in gold.

She was sat on a bench out in the quad at Sunnydale high, with a young red headed girl.

"Your willow right?"

The young girl looked at her and looked like she had been spooked by her mere presence.

"Why? I Mean hi, do you want me to move?"

"Why don't we start with hi I'm Buffy."

They were joined by a young looking lad taller than both her and willow and another young boy.

"Buffy this is Jesse and Xander."

"oh me and Buffy go wayyy back, old friends very close."

She laughed at the humour Xander was trying to imply. That was the first time she had smiled in Sunnydale and was happy her mum had chosen this town to move to, she would soon find out that was a big mistake.

Buffy could still feel the faint warmth of Dean's hand within hers and was willing herself to open her eyes. This couldn't happen not like this not now they had finally got a chance to be a family. Every part of her wanted to open her eyes and check on her boys but no matter how much she willed herself back to consciousness she was still being swallowed by the memories flooding her brain.

She was walking down an alleyway late at night and she could feel somebody had been watching and following her. She walked a little further down the street until she saw a metal pole joining two buildings together. She used all her strength and pulled herself up, the man walked in front of her and she swung down to knock him to the ground. All she saw was a smirk fall across his face.

"Is there a problem?"

"Yeh there's a problem why are you following me?"

He let another smirk grace across his handsome face, "I know what you're thinking, don't worry. I don't bite."

She had doubled back to the mausoleum where she had saved Willow and Xander from being taken by the vampire's; again the handsome stranger came out of the shadows. She had sensed that he was stood there watching.

"Don't suppose you have a key on you?"

"They don't really like me dropping in." That small smirk was plastered across his face.

"Why not?"

"They really don't like me."

Her eyes had rolled and she let out a small breath, "how could that possibly be?"

"I knew you'd figure this entryway out sooner or later, to be honest I thought it would be a little sooner."

She let a small laugh escape her lips, "Sorry you had to wait, okay look if you're gonna be popping up with this cryptic wise man act on a regular basis, can you at least tell me your name?"

"Angel."

She was stood there in shock she had just heard the man she had grown to love as a father figure say she was going to die all she could think of doing at that moment was laughing, all this fighting and worrying about what to wear to the dance had been for nothing. Angel was stood in front of her concern across his normal broody brow.

"So that's it, huh? I remember the drill. One Slayer dies, next one's called! Wonder who she is. Will you train her? Or will they send someone else?"

Giles stood there looking like he was going to cry, "Buffy, I..."

"Does it say how he's gonna kill me? Do you think it will hurt?"

She couldn't hold the tears back any longer she had only just got back on her feet she was making her mum proud, she had friends a life here. Angel came closer to wrap his arms around her.

"Don't touch me! Where you even going to tell me?" She gazed across to Giles still stood just outside his office.

"I was hoping that I wouldn't have to. That there was... some way around it. I..."

"I've got a way around it, I quit."Angel's eyes turned to her nearly at the brink of shedding a tear himself.

"It's not that simple."

"I'm making it that simple! I quit! I resign, I-I'm fired; you can find someone else to stop the Master from taking over!"

"I'm not sure that anyone else can. All the... the signs indicate..."

"The signs? READ ME THE SIGNS! TELL ME MY FORTUNE! YOU'RE SO USEFUL SITTING HERE WITH ALL YOUR BOOKS! YOU'RE REALLY A LOTTA HELP!" She threw all the books that she could find around her in the direction of where Giles was stood.

Giles looked at the floor where all the books were scattered, "no I don't suppose I am."

Again angel tried to grab her by the arm and pull her in, "I know this is hard."

"What do you know about this you're never gonna die."

Angels dark eyes shone with hurt and fury, "You think I want anything to happen to you? Do you think I could stand it? We just gotta figure out a way.."

"I already did, I quit remember? Pay attention!"

For the first time Giles moved from where he was stood and towards her. "Buffy if the master rises..."

She yanked the silver cross from her neck and threw it to the ground, "I don't care! I don't care! Giles I'm sixteen years old I don't wanna die."

All of a sudden she could no longer feel the warmth from Dean's hand and she felt herself being moved. Every part of her was willing pleading and imploring her to open her eyes but no matter what she did her body wasn't responding. She tried with all her strength to reach out for Dean or for John or for anyone but it felt like her mind and body were in two different places, all she knew was she needed to get back to her family. Nothing on this earth could stop Buffy getting back to them nothing!

She lay there looking up at the ceiling of the spare bedroom at her dad's, not really knowing what she was feeling. Ever since Xander had resuscitated her she had been numb to most things, she could tell her dad had noticed it as he had been taking her shopping every other day just to try and get her to come out of her room. Everything seemed less solid it was like she was here but she wasn't, all she knew was she felt angry, really really angry. She had killed the master and stopped the hellmouth from opening but there was still this horrible rage bubbling up inside her. She had snuck out and gone on patrol every night but no amount of slaying was taking it away, in the back of her mind she thought she would always feel this way.

That this was the price for dying and saving the world all in the same night, she could still see it so clearly she had followed the small child into the old abandoned church buried under Sunnydale and been surrounded by the dim light of candles and the smell of death. She held the crossbow in her hands tightly ready to strike at the best moment her body froze when she could feel someone else in the shadows.

"Welcome."

"Thanks for having me."

This wasn't like any vampire she had faced before, she knew just by the sound of his voice he would be the death of her.

"You know you should really talk to your contractor, looks like you have some water damage."

The smile that slid across his face was sickening, "Oh goody the feeble banter portion of the fight. Why don't we just cut to the..."

She quickly fired a bolt towards where she could hear him but he caught it as if it was going in slow motion, her breathing was getting faster as she quickly reloaded the bow.

"Nice shot. You know you're not going to kill me with that thing."The certainty in voice made the hairs on her arm stand on end.

"Don't be so sure."

"You still don't understand your part in this do you? You are not the hunter, you are the lamb."

She tried to search for him in the huge area that made up the dilapidated church, as she walked she came across a dead body on the flood that had been recently fed from.

"You know for someone who's all powerful you sure do like to hide."

"I'm waiting for you; I want this moment to last."

"Well I don't." As she looked ahead she could feel someone move behind her.

"I understand."

She quickly turned around ready to let off another shot he was a pure white ugly looking man from her nightmares. He didn't resemble a human anymore he had lived so long that the demon had disfigured his features, his nails were long and sharpened to points his fangs shone from the light reflecting off the candles. Before she could react he hit the crossbow from her hand and grabbed her around the neck. She swung up with her arm and began to run in the other direction; all of a sudden she was frozen on the spot as if she had no control of her own body. He came over towards her and his red eyes penetrated every part of her, she stood there more scared than she had ever been.

He reached for her jacket and let it drop to the floor, she was begging for her body to respond to the commands she was giving.

"You tried. It was noble of you. You heard the prophecy that I was going to break free and you came to stop me. But prophecies are tricky creatures. They don't tell you everything." He got close to her ear and with a sickening whisper said the words she would always remember. "You're the one that set me free, if you hadn't come I couldn't go. You think about that."

He bit through her neck and slowly started to drink from her she could feel her power drained with each drop of blood that left her body. Before she could drift into unconsciousness he threw her into a small pool of water nearby. The last thing she could remember was the feeling of lead weighing down on her lungs and then she slipped into darkness.

Her eyes flew open and she knew she needed to get out of her dad's house and go kill something. Every night before she went to sleep all she would see would be his red piercing eyes before she fell into the water. They tormented her nothing could make it go away every time it would be the same. He may have been dead by her own hand but he was still there in all the shadows that she would walk by and every vampire would look like him that pale white skin those long piercing fangs ready to finish the job that they had started.

Buffy could hear different voices but they sounded like they were at the other end of a dark tunnel. Her head was swimming from the memories that were penetrating her brain, for a moment she could hear the Master's gleeful voice tormenting her reminding her she couldn't get back to her family. It had been over eight years since he had even breeched her thoughts. The slayer inside of her was fighting against the darkness, she could hear the faint bleeping of a heart monitor but she couldn't hear him. The one person she wanted more than anything to hear, he was her prince charming and she couldn't get back to him.

The last thought she had before she slipped back into the memories of a warped life was her husband.

"Dean."