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Written for Multifandom1000 LJ community's challenge #39 of "A Letter."
Willow's Email
by Zzilly14
"Dear Xander. How's it going?" she typed on her computer's email program.
She sighed deeply as she pulled her red hair back in a ponytail, wondering what her best friend was up to nowadays.
"What's Africa like? I'm sure it's very Africa-y. Have you seen any cool animals? Send me some pictures if you have any – I'd love to see you with all the lions and elephants and giraffes. Just make sure you stay away from hyenas."
Willow paused for a moment, thinking back to eight years ago when Xander was possessed. It seemed like decades ago.
"Brazil was nice. Huge contrast to Sunnydale." She stopped typing again, remembering all the crazy happenings and demons and deceased associated with that name.
"I miss you, Xand. It's not the same without you."
Next to her computer desk was a picture from high school, the three original Scoobies grinning from ear to ear.
"Have you heard from Buffy lately? I tried emailing her last week but haven't gotten a response. Dawn's busy with school so she hasn't had the chance to chat either."
Why did they separate after Sunnydale? It was a relief to avert yet another apocalypse, but there was a price for winning the final battle. Not only the losses of Anya and Spike (although the latter somehow was alive again, she had heard) but the loss of being the Scoobies, of being together.
"Kennedy and I broke up. It was a mutual thing. It hurt, but I didn't love her. Not like I loved Tara. Not like I love you."
Quickly she erased the last sentence. She didn't know why. Xander had admitted loving her two years ago when she was bent on destroying the world. Had she ever told him she loved him back?
"As I said, I miss you. I'm in England right now with Giles. So it's a partial Scooby gang. Come visit sometime!"
She reread the letter and sighed again. Then she typed some more before she was finished.
"Call me sometime too. We should really talk, and reading words on a computer isn't the same as hearing each other's voice. Lots of love, Willow."
She smiled as she clicked on the send button, hoping he'd reply soon.
Written for Multifandom1000 LJ community's challenge #39 of "A Letter."
by Zzilly14
"Dear Xander. How's it going?" she typed on her computer's email program.
She sighed deeply as she pulled her red hair back in a ponytail, wondering what her best friend was up to nowadays.
"What's Africa like? I'm sure it's very Africa-y. Have you seen any cool animals? Send me some pictures if you have any – I'd love to see you with all the lions and elephants and giraffes. Just make sure you stay away from hyenas."
Willow paused for a moment, thinking back to eight years ago when Xander was possessed. It seemed like decades ago.
"Brazil was nice. Huge contrast to Sunnydale." She stopped typing again, remembering all the crazy happenings and demons and deceased associated with that name.
"I miss you, Xand. It's not the same without you."
Next to her computer desk was a picture from high school, the three original Scoobies grinning from ear to ear.
"Have you heard from Buffy lately? I tried emailing her last week but haven't gotten a response. Dawn's busy with school so she hasn't had the chance to chat either."
Why did they separate after Sunnydale? It was a relief to avert yet another apocalypse, but there was a price for winning the final battle. Not only the losses of Anya and Spike (although the latter somehow was alive again, she had heard) but the loss of being the Scoobies, of being together.
"Kennedy and I broke up. It was a mutual thing. It hurt, but I didn't love her. Not like I loved Tara. Not like I love you."
Quickly she erased the last sentence. She didn't know why. Xander had admitted loving her two years ago when she was bent on destroying the world. Had she ever told him she loved him back?
"As I said, I miss you. I'm in England right now with Giles. So it's a partial Scooby gang. Come visit sometime!"
She reread the letter and sighed again. Then she typed some more before she was finished.
"Call me sometime too. We should really talk, and reading words on a computer isn't the same as hearing each other's voice. Lots of love, Willow."
She smiled as she clicked on the send button, hoping he'd reply soon.