Takes place after the very end of Buffy season 7. DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE ENTIRE SHOW BECAUSE MAJOR SPOILERS!

Day 1

Dear Diary,

Sunnydale was destroyed today. And I survived.

But Anya didn't.

Spike didn't.

But because of Anya, I lived.

I miss her already.

So, the gang and I drove up to the next motel in the next town to recover. But, before we did that, we took the slayers to the hospital.

Oh, did I mention all potential slayers are slayers now? Cool, right? I mean, now the world is safer because, you know, slayers.

But anyway, most of the girls were fine. Also, Principal Wood survived too.

All of us rented a big chunk of the motel, and I shared a room with Xander. When he hit his bed, he fell asleep instantly. Part of me wanted to sleep too, but part of me couldn't.

Anya died.

I don't know how Xander could sleep.

So, I went for a walk around the motel. I walked, and I walked until I was tired enough to sleep. When I got back to the room, I found a lucky penny on the ground next to the door, and I smiled.

Maybe life will still be okay. Maybe now, I won't have to be prepared to give it up. Maybe, I'll be alright after all.