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Author: Kat
Email: strawberrisweety15@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: You all know that I don't own any of the characters except those that I made up.
Description: The sequel to "Letters From the Heart." Angel is human, Buffy is married to Jeff. Willow and Tara moved to San Franciso. Anya and Xander are in New York, Buffy and Jeff are in Ohio, and Giles is back in Sunnydale. Angel is still in Los Angeles, and so is Dawn who lives with her father and her step-mother, Kalie. Dawn is human, now, not the key. Faith is out of jail and in Sunnydale. She is the slayer and Wesley is her watcher.
Feedback: Yes, please.
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"Buffy."
...
"Buffy?"
...
"BUFFY!"
Buffy opened her eyes and looked up at Jeff.
"What is it?" she asked
"You just zoned out on me." he said smiling
"Tired." Buffy explained
"I can imagine," he placed his hand on her stomach, "In a few weeks, we'll be parents."
"What time is it?" Buffy asked
"Just after 3."
"Willow and Tare are-"
"Going to be here soon. Don't worry. The plane was probably late or they're stuck in traffic." Jeff tried to calm her down
"You're right." Buffy said, "You're right, I shouldn't worry."
Jeff leaned over and kissed her softly.
"I love you so much, Buffy." he told her
Buffy smiled.
"Me too." she said
I sit in my little apartment. There really is nothing to do, now that I'm human. All the times I had imagined being human, sitting alone in a dark apartment while the woman I love is living across the country, married to someone else, was the last thing I thought would happen.
I still hadn't talked to her since... that night.
She had come to me and we talked.
It had been a lot like when I became human after fighting the mohra demon.
I had tried to remember that she was married, but couldn't help wishing that it was me. That I could wake up every morning seeing her beautiful face.
And when I kissed her... she kissed me back. And she told me everything. That she didn't love Jeff, that she had never stopped loving me.
We made love that night. And she left. She must hate me.
I should have... known better. Maybe we could have... somehow...
But now it's too late.
I get up and walk outside. The sun still bothers me a little, even after 10 months. Los Angeles hadn't really changed much. Except for the lack of demons, but that doesn't bother most people. Another law firm moved into the Wolfram & Hart building. Haven't been causing trouble. At least none that I heard of, but then again, I lost most of my connections with the demon world.
Sometimes I miss it. Having something to do. I miss everyone. Cordelia, Wesley, Gunn. Wesley's back in Sunnydale, watching over Faith. Cordy's doing her actress thing, and Gunn...
I look at the grave. Charles Gunn. It seems so cold and distant printed on the stone.
"I'm sorry." I say, like always, "I wish... If wishes were horses, then beggars would ride."
I don't know where that came from. My sister used to say it, before... before I killed her.
I sit down on the cold ground next to the grave and cry. I haven't done this since the day I became human.
I cry for Gunn, and for my sister. For my mother and for my father. I know he ment well. I cry for Jenny. She tried to help... I cry for Drusilla, for what I did to her. And I cry for Buffy. For the pain I caused her.
Author: Kat
Email: strawberrisweety15@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: You all know that I don't own any of the characters except those that I made up.
Description: The sequel to "Letters From the Heart." Angel is human, Buffy is married to Jeff. Willow and Tara moved to San Franciso. Anya and Xander are in New York, Buffy and Jeff are in Ohio, and Giles is back in Sunnydale. Angel is still in Los Angeles, and so is Dawn who lives with her father and her step-mother, Kalie. Dawn is human, now, not the key. Faith is out of jail and in Sunnydale. She is the slayer and Wesley is her watcher.
Feedback: Yes, please.
~~~
"Buffy."
...
"Buffy?"
...
"BUFFY!"
Buffy opened her eyes and looked up at Jeff.
"What is it?" she asked
"You just zoned out on me." he said smiling
"Tired." Buffy explained
"I can imagine," he placed his hand on her stomach, "In a few weeks, we'll be parents."
"What time is it?" Buffy asked
"Just after 3."
"Willow and Tare are-"
"Going to be here soon. Don't worry. The plane was probably late or they're stuck in traffic." Jeff tried to calm her down
"You're right." Buffy said, "You're right, I shouldn't worry."
Jeff leaned over and kissed her softly.
"I love you so much, Buffy." he told her
Buffy smiled.
"Me too." she said
I sit in my little apartment. There really is nothing to do, now that I'm human. All the times I had imagined being human, sitting alone in a dark apartment while the woman I love is living across the country, married to someone else, was the last thing I thought would happen.
I still hadn't talked to her since... that night.
She had come to me and we talked.
It had been a lot like when I became human after fighting the mohra demon.
I had tried to remember that she was married, but couldn't help wishing that it was me. That I could wake up every morning seeing her beautiful face.
And when I kissed her... she kissed me back. And she told me everything. That she didn't love Jeff, that she had never stopped loving me.
We made love that night. And she left. She must hate me.
I should have... known better. Maybe we could have... somehow...
But now it's too late.
I get up and walk outside. The sun still bothers me a little, even after 10 months. Los Angeles hadn't really changed much. Except for the lack of demons, but that doesn't bother most people. Another law firm moved into the Wolfram & Hart building. Haven't been causing trouble. At least none that I heard of, but then again, I lost most of my connections with the demon world.
Sometimes I miss it. Having something to do. I miss everyone. Cordelia, Wesley, Gunn. Wesley's back in Sunnydale, watching over Faith. Cordy's doing her actress thing, and Gunn...
I look at the grave. Charles Gunn. It seems so cold and distant printed on the stone.
"I'm sorry." I say, like always, "I wish... If wishes were horses, then beggars would ride."
I don't know where that came from. My sister used to say it, before... before I killed her.
I sit down on the cold ground next to the grave and cry. I haven't done this since the day I became human.
I cry for Gunn, and for my sister. For my mother and for my father. I know he ment well. I cry for Jenny. She tried to help... I cry for Drusilla, for what I did to her. And I cry for Buffy. For the pain I caused her.