...I'm sorry...
The words of the doctor was still in Tara's head.
...time of death...
A tear fell down her cheek.
...Clear!...
A bolt of lightning flashed down. Tara stared out of the window. Raindrops were falling from the sky and the thunder was heard around the hospital.
"Willow..." Tara whispered.
Buffy and Spike were sitting stunned on the couch that stood there.
"Buffy..." Buffy looked up from the couch and saw Dawn standing across the waiting room.
"Dawn..." Buffy tried to stand up but couldn't. The room changed from white light to blue.
"Dawn?" Dawn's face was burned by somekind of acid.
"It's not just us..." Dawn said and Buffy finally got off of the couch and ran to her sister.
Before Buffy could reach her she fell apart, into dust and rubble like she was a brick wall.
"Dawn!" Buffy screamed and kneeled.
Then she heard a screech. Buffy turned her head and...
Buffy shot up from the couch.
"What's wrong luv?" She heard the voice of Spike.
It was just a dream, she thought.
"I don't know..."
Buffy shot up from the couch.
"What's wrong luv?" Spike looked at the stressed Buffy.
"I don't know..." She answered.
Spike put an arm around his lover.
Buffy looked stunned into Spike's face.
"It was a dream... But it looked so real." Buffy shivered.
"Shhh...Buffy, calm down, I'm here." Spike said.
It's not just us...
Dawn said that, what did she mean? Buffy thought, she was positive it was a slayer's dream, or else she wouldn't picture it so clearly.
But what did she see when she turned her head in her dream?
She didn't remember.
"Buffy Summers?" A doctor approached her.
"Help, ...HELP HER!" Xander and Anya heard someone scream.
"O-okay, what was that?" Anya asked turning in the bed.
"I don't know." Xander sat up and soon Anya followed.
Xander got up from the bed and walked to the door of the room. A bunch of doctors ran through the hallway.
The doctors dissapeared into a room.
Xander felt Anya stand next to him in the opening of the door.
"What's happening?" Anya askes. They saw Buffy and Spike rush to the room.
"Hey,-" Xander couldn't reach them, they were already inside the room. Anya grabbed Xanders hand and squeezed it tight.
Suddenly they heard screaming.
"Nooooooo!" They recocnized Tara's voice.
"Tara...?" Xander whispered.
"Willow!" They heard and Xander took a step forward, but a nurse saw them and pushed Xander back into the room.
"Hey! hey! Those are my friends, you can't just-" Xander was cut off.
"I'm sorry, please stay in the room." The nurse closed the door and walked away from their room. Xander walked to the window on the side of the hallway and looked out of it. He saw Buffy take Tara outside of the room, comforting her, both crying.
"Willow?" He whispered.
"Willow?" Xander whispered and opened the door.
"Willow!" He rushed to the room where Buffy and Tara stood crying.
Buffy looked up with teared eyes when he walked past them into the room.
"Willow!" He ran to the bed. But Willow was allready dead.
He grasped for her hand, her cold hand and he started sobbing.
"Willow! Cmon girl, get up, you can do it..." Anya followed him in the room and laid and hand on his shoulder.
"Xander..." She said and he looked up into her eyes.
She saw him in tears and nearly broke down herself.
She knelt and hugged him, Xander cried into her shoulder.
"Buffy Summers?" A doctor approached Buffy.
"Yes?" She stood up.
"I'm doctor Martin York, I'm the doctor that treats your sister." He stook out his hand and Buffy shook it.
"Dyou have any idea what might've been wrong with her?" Buffy asked.
"We have, we are not yet certain but we have a idea it could have something to do with the disease Willow Rosenberg had." Buffy felt her heart skip a beat.
"I-is she going to...?" Buffy swallowed hard.
"We don't know if she is going to die." Doctor York said. "When she was brought in she was already in a coma, just like Miss Rosenberg. But she has not yet created all of the symptoms Miss Rosenberg had."
"A-and what were those?" Buffy asked.
"Miss Rosenberg had a part of her bowels burned by an unknown heat, she practically didn't lived that, only her heart kept beating for a few hours." Doctor York said.
"Is this too gonna happen to Dawn?" Buffy asked.
"We are not sure, all we can do now is wait."
(authors note: Okay, NEVER EVER am I writing this sort of pieces again in this fic, I had the feeling the whole talk of that doctor York went horribly wrong, Sorry about that.)
Doctor York turned around and walked away.
"What is happening to Dawn?" Buffy asked Spike. But she knew he didn't had the answer.
Ten minutes later Doctor York came back.
"Miss Summers, I'm sorry to say this but..." Buffy felt her heart speed up.
"When I got back to your sister's room,... she had already died of a heart failure."
Buffy sank down on her knees, Spike just caught her.
"I'm sorry." Doctor York said but Buffy didn't heard him. She cried her lungs out into Spike's shoulder.
(authors note: Sorry about the dramatic scenes, I'll stop making it so dramatic, from here I'll try and make it happy)
"Shhh..." Spike whispered to Buffy.
She allready stopped crying tears but she still kept squeeling now and then.
Tara was picked up by some friends from her college and was now gone.
Anya and Xander were checked up by some doctors and seemed to be in perfect health again. They had called a cab and were brought home.
Spike and Buffy were still in the hospital, but ready to leave.
"Let's get you home." Spike mumbled and pulled Buffy from the couch.
Buffy put her coat on and got out the swing doors with Spike.
They walked home, hand in hand. When they got home Spike put Buffy in her bed and pulled the covers far over her.
She was fast in a deep sleep.
Spike kissed Buffy's forehead and walked out of Buffy's bedroom door.
A few minutes later Spike stood on the cemetery.'
"Not lettin' the little nasty's get out just because somethin' has happened." Spike mumbled.
Suddenly a vampire crawled out of his grave. Spike had his stake ready.
Then another vampire came to the party.
"So, you've brought a friend?" Spike fought the vampires. When he tackled one of the vampires he staked that one and soon followed the other.
"These were for you Red." Spike mumbled dedicating to Willow.
Another approached Spike.
"And this one is for the little bit!" He shouted and dusted that one too.
Spike looked up to the sky with stars.
"Oh god, I miss you guys." Spike whiped his beginning tears out of his eyes and turned his sight back to the earth.
"What!" Spike was tackled.
"Oh bugger this." He mumbled after hitting his head to the ground.
He stood up rubbing the back of his head.
He looked up at his tackeler.
But he saw nothing.
"Bloody hell," He said. "There's nothing here..."
"Yes we are." Spike suddenly heard.
"What?" He asked. He didn't feel a heart beat. He looked around.
"We're not there, you silly." The voice said again.
"Who are you?" Spike asked.
"We? Nothing..."
"Oh come on, you gotta be SOMETHIN'!" Spike shouted.
"You prefer us as solid?" The voice asked.
"Well, bloody hell, YEAH!" Spike shouted angry. "I can't kick your ass if I can't see it!"
"So shall it be..."
A big light lith up the cemetery.
Spike closed his eyes because of the brightness.
"My darlin' boy..."A female stood in front of him.
"Dru?" He asked recocnising the female.
"Where have you been?" Drusilla walked to him slowly.
"Away from you." Spike took a stepp back.
"You don't love me?" Drusilla said with a soft voice and looked into his eyes daring. "You have to." Drusilla grabbed his arm rough.
Spike shook her off and slammed her to the ground.
Drusilla began to cry with her face to the ground.
"Oh, what now pet?" Spike said, having enough of his whiny ex.
Drusilla stood up, facing Spike, and changed.
She just transformed into someone else.
"Buffy?" Spike asked seeing the slayer in front of his eyes.
Drusilla changed into her!
"Hello Spike." Buffy said.
"What are you doing here? You were back at home!" Spike asked stunned.
"I'm here now." Buffy walked towards Spike and pushed her mouth on his. Spike kissed her for a moment but then pushed her off.
"No, wait..." He took a good look into her eyes and finally got the trick. "This isn't you."
"This is me, I assure y-" Buffy tried but Spike cut her off.
"Where's Buffy?" Spike grabbed her upperarms tight.
"What are you talking about?" Buffy asked, struggeling for him to let go.
"Tell me, where is she!" Spike was getting a little pushy.
"I'm right here!" Buffy defended.
"Don't lie to me!" Spike shouted. He tightened his grasp.
"Spike, let go..." When he didn't she punched him in the face.
Spike let go of her and a fight followed.
Spike flung himself at Buffy and pinned her to the ground.
Buffy kicked him off of her.
Spike stood up and got a glimpse of Buffy's shoe, it hit his face.
Spike flew backwards, breaking a gravestone in half wile landing on it. He stood up quickly. Buffy walked to him and punched him in his stomach. Spike collapsed to the ground, holding his stomach.
"This hurts you? Well, you were the one that started this fight mister." Buffy told him, feeling superior.
Spike jumped at her, grabbing her by her waist and wresteling her to the ground.
Buffy kicked with her legs, but Spike held her down hard and she couldn't escape.
Spike put his hands around her throat and squeezed it together.
Buffy squeeled and tried to say something.
Spike let his grip loosen a bit to let her speak.
"Who are you?" Spike asked for the last time.
"Buffy Summers." Buffy said. Spike tightened his grip again.
"Who are you!" He shouted.
"We're your worst nightmare." Buffy said with a low voice. The voice clearly wasn't hers. It came from something inside her.
Buffy grabbed Spike with a bigger strength by his throat and he let go of hers. Bright lights came from Buffy's hands and seemed to burn Spike's neck.
"No, no, no, Stop, Buffy STOP!" The Buffy didn't stop.
"What are you doing?" Spike said with a small voice.
"The same I did to the witch and that little kid." The Buffy said and pushed her hands on Spike's neck a little harder.
Spike screamed from pain.
"No, no, no, stop, Buffy STOP!" Spike murmured. His eyes were closed. He lay on the same place where he was tackled. There was no sight of a fight anywhere on the graveyard, the gravestone which broke underneath Spike's weight was one piece, and looked like it was never even touched.
"What are you doing?" Spike whispered to an invisible person.
Then he let out a howl of pain.