Hey guys, thanks for reading, and welcome to the second chapter, before you start, let me type just one thing. Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to BtVS. But I can always wish.

Two Weeks Later

Loneliness. Sorrow. A sickness that nothing could heal. Shining blond hair. A feeling of strength of character, but utter hopelessness. And...searching. The woman, the one who seemed so important, was looking for something. Something she didn't even seem to realize she was looking for. Then, green eyes, shimmering with tears and pain.

Miriam jolted awake, a picture of those emerald eyes still paying through her head. She sat up, groaning, and rubbing her eyes. This was the third time that she'd had that dream this week. All the others were faded, like normal dreams, and this one was starting to disappear also, but she knew. They were all different, but they were all about the same thing; a woman who was sick and desperate. And those eyes. Every dream ended like that, with those sparkling green eyes.

Who was that woman? Why was Miri dreaming about her? It couldn't be just a dream, of course. With Miri it was never just a dream, especially since she'd dreamt about the same thing three times.

Sighing, Miriam lowered her hands from her face. Pushing her sleep-tumbled curls out of the way, she turned her head to glance at her alarm clock. The red numbers glowed at her: 2:37 AM. Way too early to be awake. As Miri settled back down in bedm cuddling her blankets around her, the eyes flashed in her head again. A single tear escaped from the corner o f the woman's green eye, and dripped, slowly, down her face.

Yeah, I know, it's short. I'll try to write longer chapters, but it'll take me longer to get them on here because they take more time to write. Or I could just write more chapters. Anyway, thanks for reading, I hoped you enjoyed my story. If you did like it, please review. It helps my self-esteem.

Belle