Postman
A/N This one is all letters so it'll jump around a bit. I know letters is a bit old fashioned for the dates but I think it suits the old-timey magic feel.
Buffy Summers
3B Bleecker st.
Manhattan,
New York
June 16th 2021
Dear Buffy,
I know it's been a while since my last letter but I've been so busy, I have a toddler, you know how it is. Or I guess you don't but maybe if you came round to visit then you might? Please. I know I sound like a child, but I miss you, in the time when I have a chance anyway. Busy, busy, busy me. Joyce is starting school in the fall and I know she'd love to meet you Buff, her and Emma, who can't stop pointing you out in pictures by the way.
Please come home, the aunts miss you too, and you've never even met Xander, at least try and call Buff, please. The girls love hearing your voice and the aunts need to hear you sometimes, be reminded you're still out there.
But I'm really happy Buffy, for the first time in my life, I'm truly happy, curse or no curse I love my family. I love Xander more than anything else in the world and I want you to find that, I know you're stubborn and don't want to but please, do start looking, he's out there. I know it.
Lots of love. Dawn Xx.
Dawn Summers
44 Greenwich Ave.
Boston,
Massachusetts
February 22nd 2022
Dawn, I've moved again, here's my new address:
1690 24th street,
Chicago,
Illinois
Moved in with this guy I meet at a club last week, oh and I got a tattoo, tiny snake on my ankle to represent all the demons we have to overcome. Like some sort of voodoo witch magic the aunts would do. And see I almost called this week, or I tried to but I was out of credit. William, that's his name by the way, this guy, but he said I should call him Billy. So maybe I will, but William to tease him. Which makes him angry but anyway, I really like him and he's so intense you know. Makes me forget about everything else when I'm with him, it's passionate. He says he loves me, and I only have to slip him a little belladonna in his whiskey to get him off me, if I want some sleep anyway.
I do miss you all, sometimes, but I need to be free. I can't make any long term plans Dawnie I'm sorry.
Buffy
Dawn Summers
44 Greenwich Ave.
Boston,
Massachusetts
March 9th 2022
Just a quick postcard to say I've left him, Billy. He punched me, and so I left, ran away back to NYC, you know I was happiest there. Forwarding address on the back. Hope you're all well. Buffy.
Buffy Summers
5C Jury av.
Tucson,
Arizona
July 4th 2025
Happy 4th of July, we're out on the roof watching the fireworks, Emma's a little scared of them but Xander always reminds her their just for fun. He's so good with them. Thanks for calling the other day, I heard you told Joyce a few things. She's been talking getting a tattoo just like aunt Buffy, all week. She's nine Buff, do you really think it's suitable for a child to be exposed to your ways.
Ok, ok, I'll stop being a mom, funny seeing as I don't remember her very well, I guess I was always the mom of us. You tried but you were always too wild. There's only thirteen months between us remember. You always wanted to be out there on your own, away from me, is it my fault? That you never wanted that burden. Maybe but I live it, I try to carry on and forget why the aunts raised us, and really they did, you didn't have to try and be in charge all the time, not that I listened. I'm sorry Buffy, please come home. I miss you.
Oh, and how did you end up in Arizona? Guy again? I'm only guessing, but you are awfully predictable. Put me out of my misery? Please. Or tell me it was an actual job or real reason or something. The kids miss you, remember Emma's birthday tomorrow please, try and call.
Dawn. Xx.
Dawn Summers
44 Greenwich Ave.
Boston,
Massachusetts
September 17th 2025
Dearest Dawnie,
Sometimes I feel there is a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear you could probably hear the ocean, the moon tonight has a circle around it, you know Willow would say that's bad luck. You think I forget but I remember everything they used to say, I haven't ignored magic, I just don't feel it like you do. We can't trust it. Not completely.
I have this dream of being whole, of not going to sleep each night wanting what I can't have, what I know I mustn't fall into. I envy you, with everything you have, a husband who loves you and two beautiful girls who are growing up too fast. But still sometimes when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for, I just want someone to love me, I want to be seen as more than an object. I don't know, maybe I'm not meant for happiness, maybe that's why mom and dad died, because they were too happy.
I don't want to believe it but there is no man Dawnie, no man out there for me.
Buffy, I love you ok.
