"Remembering Mom"

Author:Willowwitch586

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disclaimer don't own anything it all belongs to Joss Weadon and Mutant enemy. "Remembering Mom"

Dear "Scooby gang,"

You don't know me, but you know of me. My name is Amy-Ann Osborne. My mother always talked about you. Buffy and Xander, the best friends she ever had, Giles, the closest thing to a dad she really had, Anya and Tara, all people who changed her life. I didn't know everything, only what she told me in her stories. My father was a wonderful loving man, he died from a gunshot wound when I was twenty. After he died mom cried for weeks. She told me that dad was a werewolf and had been shot in the head while in wolf form just before dawn. He died that morning when he was human again. She told me about vampires, demons, and monsters. She showed me the closet where she kept the witch supplies, chains, and stakes. I was the baby of the family and the most like mom. I was shy and read a lot. I started doing witchcraft when I was sixteen, mom and dad understood. She told me about freshman year of collage and about how dad left her after that other werewolf tried to kill her and how she took him back. My sister's Elizabeth Joyce and Jenny Marie and my brother's Michael Alexander and Scott William never really understood our parents. Liz and Jen were cheerleaders and Scott and Mike played football. Three days after my twenty-fifth Birthday mom died. She had cancer and didn't know it and died in her sleep. I think a lot about why mom took dad back. I don't know how she could have after he left her like that, but if she hadn't I wouldn't be here. When I was twenty-two I got married and I finally understood why, because every time I look at my husband Eric James, I see all of his love and I know that dad felt that way for mom. I have two of my own children now, a daughter who's two, Tara Rose, and a son who's eleven months, Riley Angel. My third child is due in five months. Another girl, Anya Kate. I wrote to let you know that mom died. I would like to meet you. You were the people who loved her and miss her as much as I do, So please call me or write and we can meet so that my mothers memory can live on forever.

Sincerely,

Amy-Ann Osborne James.