A/N: Alright, here's another chapter for you. It was rather heartbreaking to write, but I got through it. The next one, though, I'm sure will be even worse.

Now, once again I need to ask you a question. It's the same question as I asked for the last chapter, but I need to know before I can begin to write the next chapter;

Should I, or should I not make this a crossover with Harry Potter?

I have ideas for both, but I want the readers to decide what they want to read :)

If I don't get any answers, I will make a decision and do it the way I want.

Other than that, please read and enjoy :)

I couldn't say for sure where I was heading. I just knew that I wanted to go somewhere warm and sunny. Somewhere far away from where I had spent my past three years. Somewhere far away from where I had found the one person I had been looking for. The one who had completed my soul and my heart.

I felt bad about leaving Willow and Xander. Mostly Willow. She was so good and kind to me, and had taken so well care of me when I needed it the most. She had been my best friend since day one at Sunnydale High, but I knew this was the right thing to do. It had to be. For her own safety.

It would be better like this. For her at least. It had to be. She wasn't safe with me, and that had been proven over and over again since she found out about me being the slayer. She had almost died so many times just because of me and my mistakes. And that was just as a friend. I didn't even dare to think about all the dangers she would be in if I had taken her further in this relationship of ours. She would be killed sooner or later because of it. She was just human after all, she couldn't protect herself from all the dangers out there, no matter how much all of us tried.

Okay, so she did live on the hellmouth, and she knew about this world I lived in, but she was better off with me far away. The demons would always seek after the slayer, not her friends when she had abandoned them.

Abandoned.

The word stung inside of me. That was what I had done to them. Abandoned them. Willow. Xander. Giles. I had left them there to deal with the hellmouth all by themselves. But at least they were safer. Well, I hoped they were.

Oh God! Why did I do this? I should turn around and go back right away. I needed Willow by my side. She should be helping me trough the tough times, and I should help her trough her tough times when she needed it. We should build a future together. Get rid of all the vamps and demons and live happily ever after like I have subconsciously been dreaming about for three years now.

Fuck! How did I let things get like this? Okay. Next thing I needed to do now, was to find a payphone. I needed to call home and check out the situation. How broken was she?

I drove on for a few minutes until I saw a phone along the road. I pulled over and nearly jumped out of the car. I stumbled around it, and quickly reached the phone. On my way there, I had realized what time it was, and that Willow most likely was long awake. She was probably over at Giles' and planning how to find me.

I quickly dialed Giles' number. After two rings, a male voice answered;

"This is Rupert Giles speaking"

I took a deep breath before I managed to answer;

"Hi. Is Willow there?"

"Who's there? Who's asking?"

I took another deep breath. I couldn't tell him who I was, I needed to speak with Willow, and only Willow, and I knew that wouldn't happen if I told him who I was.

"I need to speak with Willow Rosenberg if she's there. Don't worry, I won't hurt you in any way, just let me speak with her. Trust me"

"Trust you? I don't trust anyone I don't know who is. Who are you? And why do you wish to speak with Willow?"

"I swear to you, Willow will hate you for all eternity if you won't let me speak with her in private. It's important. I carry a message to her from Buffy"

I regretted those words the moment I said those word. Why did I have to bring up my name? Now I never would get her to speak with me in private.

I heard Giles gasp before he spoke again;

"Buffy, you say? How do you know her? Where is she? Who are you?"

"Look Giles, it doesn't matter who I am, how I know anyone or where anyone is. I need to speak with Willow in a private room right this moment"

I was about to get seriously pissed off. Why couldn't he just let me speak with her? This was important. Why couldn't he understand that?

"Alright, I'll get her right away"

I heard him call for Willow, then he whispered something to her about me. I couldn't hear what he said, I just heard him say my name a couple of times before I heard a different voice in the phone. The voice I had been craving to hear all along. I pictured her face in my mind, I pictured how worried she probably looked.

"H-hello? Who am I speaking with?"

My head began to spin. How could I do this to her? I mentally kicked myself for doing this. But this had to be the right thing. I had to keep telling myself that.

"Are you alone?"

"Yes. I'm all alone"

"No you're not. Tell them to leave. Trust me, you don't want them around while you are speaking with me. Nor do I"

She went silent for a few seconds. She was probably waving them away, out of the room. Good. She wouldn't regret that.

"Okay. I'm all alone now. I swear"

I believed her this time.

"Good"

"Who are you? What is this message from Buffy Giles mentioned?"

"You have to promise to stay calm when I tell you who I am. I don't want Giles or anyone else to know who you are talking to. I mean, you can tell them afterwards, but I really don't want to speak with anyone else than you. Okay?"

She was silent. I imagined her standing there nodding. She had that habit, talking with her body, forgetting that people couldn't see her, just hear what she said.

"Willow. Are you nodding? You have to remember that I can't see what you are doing, just hear you".

"Oh. Right. Sorry. Yes, I was nodding. I'll stay calm"

I chuckled a little at this. She was so cute when she did those things.

"Good. Willow, have you guessed who I am yet?"

Silence. She was shaking her head. I was sure.

"Willow?"

"Yes? Oh, right. You can't see. No, I haven't guessed who you are. I would have guessed Buffy. You sound very much alike her, but you said you carried a message from her, so it can't be her"

For being such a brainy girl, she was really stupid sometimes.

"It's me. Buffy. I just had to say something to get Giles to let me speak with you"

More silence. I knew she was just standing there now, unable to speak a word.

"Willow? Are you still there?"

"Y-yes. I'm here. Where are you? When are you coming back? I need you to come back. Where are you?"

I took a deep breath before I could get myself to answer her;

"I don't know when I'm coming back. I don't even know if I'm coming back. Look Willow, you need to understand that I had to do this. It's for your own safety"

"No, I don't understand this, Buffy. You need to come back. We need you here. I need you here. You have to come back. Please, Buffy. Please come back"

My heart broke all over again as I listened to her pleading. I just wanted to cry and tell her I was coming home. But I couldn't. I kept telling myself this was the right thing to do.

"I'm so sorry, Willow. I really am. But this is the safest way. We can't be together, no matter how much I wish we could. I have put you through too many dangers already, and the thought of how much more danger you would be in if we were together, I can't even imagine it. I don't want to put you through this. It's safer this way"

I could hear Willow sobbing on the other end. I knew I was hurting her really bad by saying this and that was killing me.

"Willow. Please understand I'm only doing this for you and your safety. You are in so much danger with me, and I won't be able to live with myself if something were to happen with you. You deserve to live a happy and safe life away from this. You are safe like this. I am so, so very sorry, Willow. I truly am".

I heard more sobbing from her before she managed to choke out a reply;

"No, Buffy. I'm not in any more danger now than I was before you left. I know of your world now, and that is enough for them to come after us. We are safer with you. Besides, someone will have to slay the vampires when you aren't here, and that will have to be us, or people will die and Sunnydale will be overrun by vampires within a few weeks. You have to come back Buffy, we all need you. I can't live a happy life without you being a part of it. I need you. Please come back"

Her pleading was heartbreaking. I wanted nothing more than to go back right away and hold her safe in my arms. But I knew that her words were just that, words. Words to make me come back and be with her.

"Willow, I'm sorry, but I can't. Just remember that I love you. I'll call you again soon. I promise"

And with that I hung up.

My legs felt weak, and I couldn't get myself to stand up a moment longer. I fell to the ground and began to cry. The pain I now felt inside of me was worse than anything I had ever felt before, and I was sure it was worse than anything I would ever feel again.

My entire body went numb. Thinking of what I had just done to Willow was too much to bear.

I lost track of time. I had no idea of how long I had been sitting there crying, it could have been hours, even days for all I knew, before I managed to stand up again. I went back to the car and started it. Still crying, I pulled it back on the road and drove on. I drove for several hours. It was long dark when I finally pulled over to a motel. I had ran out of tears and was just sobbing dryly when I got out of the car. I figured I needed some sleep, I was exhausted.

I went inside and rented a room under a false name. Not the same false name I had given that Spike guy, just in case. I had rented a room under the name Joyce Willow Harris.

My throat went dry when I said Willow's name, but I got the room, and went for a good nights sleep.