Title: Find Your Way Home (0/?)
Author: Ally
Email: slaygal242@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: With the exception of a few characters, no Buffy or Angel characters belong to me. They belong to Joss Whedon, Fox and UPN.
Rating: G to R (can't really write smut)
Category: Story/Romance/Angst
Keywords: Alternate Universe/Futurefic
Pairings:
· Main: Dawn/Xander, Buffy/Spike
· Others: Angel/Fred, Willow/Oz, Faith/Tara, Cordy/Doyle, Gunn/Anya, Joyce/Giles, Wesley/Virginia
Distribution: You want this? Take it; just tell me where it's going.
Summary: 10 years later. Buffy comes back to a very different Sunnydale.
Author's Notes: Did you ever have a story you can't get out of your head? Well, this is mine. Hope you like it.
Feedback: Always Appreciated. I have to know whether to finish this story or not.
She saw her friends standing in front of the school. Willow was in a wheelchair and Giles looked beat up. Neither one should have been there, but they felt obligated to show up. They were also hoping that Buffy would be there too. She was too far away to hear them, but knew they were talking about her. Was she ok, where was she? Too many questions to answer at the moment.
They began walking away, though she saw Willow glancing back, looking to see if her best friend would be walking up the sidewalk. Buffy knew better though. She took one last good look at her friends, trying to remember what they looked like. Then she walked away from everything she had ever known and towards something unknown, but better than what she was living now.
An hour later, she boarded the bus and soon they were driving down the street. She saw the "Now Leaving Sunnydale. Please Come Again" sign and sighed. Maybe she would come back. Maybe she would see her friends again. She didn't think so though. The memories were too fresh, the wounds too deep. She hoped her friends would understand. She was doing this for them. She knew her mother never would and explaining it to Dawn would be hard. Still, this was what she had to do. She just hoped that if she ever came back, they would welcome her back with open arms.
Her last thought before she fell asleep was 'Someday. Someday.'
Author: Ally
Email: slaygal242@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: With the exception of a few characters, no Buffy or Angel characters belong to me. They belong to Joss Whedon, Fox and UPN.
Rating: G to R (can't really write smut)
Category: Story/Romance/Angst
Keywords: Alternate Universe/Futurefic
Pairings:
· Main: Dawn/Xander, Buffy/Spike
· Others: Angel/Fred, Willow/Oz, Faith/Tara, Cordy/Doyle, Gunn/Anya, Joyce/Giles, Wesley/Virginia
Distribution: You want this? Take it; just tell me where it's going.
Summary: 10 years later. Buffy comes back to a very different Sunnydale.
Author's Notes: Did you ever have a story you can't get out of your head? Well, this is mine. Hope you like it.
Feedback: Always Appreciated. I have to know whether to finish this story or not.
She saw her friends standing in front of the school. Willow was in a wheelchair and Giles looked beat up. Neither one should have been there, but they felt obligated to show up. They were also hoping that Buffy would be there too. She was too far away to hear them, but knew they were talking about her. Was she ok, where was she? Too many questions to answer at the moment.
They began walking away, though she saw Willow glancing back, looking to see if her best friend would be walking up the sidewalk. Buffy knew better though. She took one last good look at her friends, trying to remember what they looked like. Then she walked away from everything she had ever known and towards something unknown, but better than what she was living now.
An hour later, she boarded the bus and soon they were driving down the street. She saw the "Now Leaving Sunnydale. Please Come Again" sign and sighed. Maybe she would come back. Maybe she would see her friends again. She didn't think so though. The memories were too fresh, the wounds too deep. She hoped her friends would understand. She was doing this for them. She knew her mother never would and explaining it to Dawn would be hard. Still, this was what she had to do. She just hoped that if she ever came back, they would welcome her back with open arms.
Her last thought before she fell asleep was 'Someday. Someday.'