Willow Rosenberg opened her bloodshot eyes and sighed. Her eyes were
bloodshot for two reasons. Both of which lead up to Oz. She had been crying a
lot lately and she hadn't gotten a good night sleep for about 2 months. She
rolled over and looked at the clock; the numbers read 4:45 AM. She rolled and
tumbled off the bed, stood up, stretched, and went to her computer, hoping to
find some kind of spell on the net to help Buffy and her be happy again. They
had both been sad and moody science Oz and Angel had left. Their reasons for
leaving were similar. You deserve more; I'm not safe blah blah blah. Willow
put on her slippers and walked out of her room. She was alone because her
parents were on a trip of some sort. Just as she was going to reach for cereal the
phone rang. She took another look at the clock. It showed 5:05. Willow looked
at the caller ID that said Summers, Joyce. Willow half smiled. She knew, like
everyone else, that if you were going to be in the "Scooby gang" then you had
to be ready for early awakenings. "Hello?" Willow answered her phone. "Hey
Will we need you at the library. NOW!" Buffy sounded a bit panicked. "Buff,
what's up? You sound all…well un-Buffyish!" Willow finished lamely. "Will
this is bad. It's about…well it's too hard to explain on the phone just hurry and
get to the library!" "Ok I'll be there soon" they hung up. Willow ran to her
room and got dressed as fast as she could, packed a bag with things to defeat
vamps (it was still dark) and grabbed a cross. She ran out the door and walked
there as fast as she could. She got to the doors of the school just as the sun went
up, and walked to the library to find all her Anya sitting on Xander's lap, both
looking distressed, Giles pacing, and Buffy reading and re-reading a piece of
crumpled note book paper. "Hey Guys what's up?" willow asked. They all
looked at her at the same time. "Thank God you're here! Look at this!" Buffy
handed the paper to willow. She read it fast and turned white, looking up at her
friends and said in a hushed, choked voice, "this is bad." they all nodded. She
looked at it again to make sure she read it right. Sure enough the note hadn't
changed.
Hey B-
Bet you thought I was dead huh? It's good you suck at killing or I might be. I
have a feeling we're going to meet again real soon. Hope you're as excited as I
am.
I'll see you and all your little friends soon
Love ya!
--Faith.
"She sent it to me, curtsey of a flying rock through my window. This isn't good
guys." Buffy said. That they all agreed on. Little did they know that a certain
bad slayer was watching them from the window.