The Aftermath
Disclaimer: the characters in this story and what has happened in their lives up till now doesn't belong to me. What I think should happen after this year's season finale does. So that's what this is.
Chapter One
"Willow, you're gonna be okay."
"I'm so sorry," she sobbed into Xander's arm as they sat in what looked like a desert, directly in front of the temple Willow had raised from the ground to end the world.
Meanwhile
"I suppose we should go find them now," said Giles.
"I guess-- are you positive you're okay?" asked Anya
"I'm fine alright, it's not like it was my first near death experience or anything."
And more meanwhile
"Fine, help us out of the hole why don't you?" Buffy muttered to herself as she pulled herself and her younger sister out of a half- collapsed cave.
"Yeah, they could've helped," said Dawn.
And even some more...
"Bring it on, you wanker!" said Spike as he lunged at the gladiator, ignorant that the world nearly ended minutes ago... again.
One last meanwhile
"C'mon Wil', I know how you feel, she died, she left you... I'm sorry, I should have helped." said Xander.
"When would you have done that? When I was killing her murderers? When I was torturing Giles? magicking Buffy? Draining worlocks? I didn't give you a chance. I should have gone to my friends before magic."
"Yeah, you should have, but if you keep saying stuff like that, you're gonna become part of a Hallmark commercial or something," he said, picking himself up from the ground and pulling her with him.
"You're right.... And I love you too," she said, and they started to walk.
"Speaking of the one thing that compells us all, I have a surpise for you," he said.
"What?" she asked.
"Someone who loves you... the way I can't," here he turned and looked at her, "Willow, you're my best friend, When we half-dated I was just infatuated with you, and we both knew it, it was fun but I've only ever been able to love you as a friend. Unlike someone else. I think you two need to talk."
"You mean Tera? I tried to call her back, raise her, like, like Buffy. But she died humanly and so I can't."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to remind you, but I meant someone else." She looked at him, perplexed, who did he mean? Without thinking she teleported them both to the magic shop and as he looked around, even more confused than she was at his comments, she healed the wounds she'd given him and dragged him inside, where she started putting things back together.
"Oh, so you two are back--" started Giles.
"There you are! My god, what happended out there?!" said Buffy, her lip twitching as her head moved to the side a ways.
"Uhm," said Xander.
"Yeah," said Anya and Dawn together.
"What happened? Giles told me about the magic--"
"Giles? Is he okay? I really didn't mean to try and kill him, well, I mean, I did.... But I was operating under the influence," sputtered Willow, back to normal.
"Influence of what? what happened here? Why am I here?" came a voice from the door, they all whirled around, Dawn and Willow each nearly tripping on the rubble strewn about the floor.
"Oz," breathed Willow.
Disclaimer: the characters in this story and what has happened in their lives up till now doesn't belong to me. What I think should happen after this year's season finale does. So that's what this is.
Chapter One
"Willow, you're gonna be okay."
"I'm so sorry," she sobbed into Xander's arm as they sat in what looked like a desert, directly in front of the temple Willow had raised from the ground to end the world.
Meanwhile
"I suppose we should go find them now," said Giles.
"I guess-- are you positive you're okay?" asked Anya
"I'm fine alright, it's not like it was my first near death experience or anything."
And more meanwhile
"Fine, help us out of the hole why don't you?" Buffy muttered to herself as she pulled herself and her younger sister out of a half- collapsed cave.
"Yeah, they could've helped," said Dawn.
And even some more...
"Bring it on, you wanker!" said Spike as he lunged at the gladiator, ignorant that the world nearly ended minutes ago... again.
One last meanwhile
"C'mon Wil', I know how you feel, she died, she left you... I'm sorry, I should have helped." said Xander.
"When would you have done that? When I was killing her murderers? When I was torturing Giles? magicking Buffy? Draining worlocks? I didn't give you a chance. I should have gone to my friends before magic."
"Yeah, you should have, but if you keep saying stuff like that, you're gonna become part of a Hallmark commercial or something," he said, picking himself up from the ground and pulling her with him.
"You're right.... And I love you too," she said, and they started to walk.
"Speaking of the one thing that compells us all, I have a surpise for you," he said.
"What?" she asked.
"Someone who loves you... the way I can't," here he turned and looked at her, "Willow, you're my best friend, When we half-dated I was just infatuated with you, and we both knew it, it was fun but I've only ever been able to love you as a friend. Unlike someone else. I think you two need to talk."
"You mean Tera? I tried to call her back, raise her, like, like Buffy. But she died humanly and so I can't."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to remind you, but I meant someone else." She looked at him, perplexed, who did he mean? Without thinking she teleported them both to the magic shop and as he looked around, even more confused than she was at his comments, she healed the wounds she'd given him and dragged him inside, where she started putting things back together.
"Oh, so you two are back--" started Giles.
"There you are! My god, what happended out there?!" said Buffy, her lip twitching as her head moved to the side a ways.
"Uhm," said Xander.
"Yeah," said Anya and Dawn together.
"What happened? Giles told me about the magic--"
"Giles? Is he okay? I really didn't mean to try and kill him, well, I mean, I did.... But I was operating under the influence," sputtered Willow, back to normal.
"Influence of what? what happened here? Why am I here?" came a voice from the door, they all whirled around, Dawn and Willow each nearly tripping on the rubble strewn about the floor.
"Oz," breathed Willow.