Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Lord of the Rings belong to their respective creators, Joss Whedon and J.R.R. Tolkien.
Author's Warning: major AU. Absolutely non-canon.
"I'm having these weird dreams," said Buffy.
Giles paused in his…referencing. Or whatever other Watchery task he was currently engrossed in. "Prophetic?"
"Mmm, no," said Buffy. "More like just…weird. Like I'm swimming. Or sinking. Which, actually, is a pretty accurate summary of my life."
He peered at her. "You are underwater in your dreams?"
"Yeah, but for once nobody's choking me."
Giles frowned. "Well, tell me if they happen again."
Buffy nodded absently, but she wasn't paying attention. She was watching the dust motes drifting in a shaft of bright yellow sunlight, floating slowly in eddies through the air.