Christmases for Buffy!
Summary: Short Drabbles of Buffy's life, Post-Chosen. All during Christmas. Some may be tear-jerkers!
The First Noel
It was December 24th. The Phone rings in the kitchen, Dawn rushes to get it, "Hello? Oh, okay, I'll get her, hold on." Dawn replied to the phone then covered the phone, "Buffy! Phone!"
Buffy was upstairs wrapping presents when she heard Dawn, she sighed and walked to grab the phone. "Hello? This is her. Who is this? Fred? I'm sorry, I don't know any Freds, sorry." She was about to hang up when she heard a voice in the background, Angel's voice, "Fred! We need you in here!" Buffy asked Fred if she worked for Angel. Fred replied "Yes, Actually, Angel doesn't know I'm calling but.. I knew I had to tell you, even if Angel didn't want you to know. Umm, I'm not so sure how to say this but…"
"Fred, just say it." Buffy said as she held up a hand to silence Dawn who was approaching her with a confused look on her face. "Okay, you remember Spike?" Fred asked. Buffy nodded and said, "Yes, Spike, what about him?" Dawn stared at Buffy as she put the phone on speaker, "Yes about Spike, well, umm, yes, umm, well, He's back, Buffy, he's back, He's alive and well." Buffy gasped.
"No he's not. Nonononononononono, No he's not!" Buffy screeched.
The clock rang 12 times; it was Christmas.
Then they heard it-Spike's voice rang out-"Buffy?"
"Oh, God." Was all Buffy said as she collapsed to the ground.