Prologue.

She was leaving.

She was leaving and her fight was finished. For now anyway.

Buffy had other things to worry about now.

She couldn't worry about being the Slayer, or about the end of the world, whenever the next one was.

But she knew, somehow, that everything would be okay.

Her friends would be able to handle it, she was confident of that.

The bus jolted and she snapped out of her daze.

She would be missed soon.

Maybe everyone had already discovered that she was gone.

They wouldn't be able to work out where she had gone, that was for sure. Buffy had gone to great lengths to hide.

Even having her aura magically disguised. She'd had that done in San Francisco.

Leaving everyone, Willow, Xander, Giles, her mom, even Riley was hard, but it was something she had to do, for all of their safety.

A sign loomed up ahead.

'Welcome to Seattle.'