…SURVIVOR…
2
Author:
Chikki
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Denotes thoughts ^
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The
ringing of the phone interrupted her thoughts.
^
I'll just let it ring … no one knows me here, so it is probably just some pesky
telemarketing person. ^
But
the ringing never stopped … it persisted until it was getting on her nerves.
"Fine
… I'll answer the damn thing!"
She
walked over so slowly just in case it decided to cut out before she got there …
but to her disgust … it was still ringing when she reached for the handle…
"Yes?"
"Miss
Summers?" said the male voice on the other end of the phone
"Umm
… I am sorry you must have the wrong number … I am not…"
"Buffy
is that you?"
"Excuse
me … who are you?" she said with much trepidation in her voice.
"You
are Buffy Summer's aren't you?"
"Who's
asking?"
"I
am Mitchell White from the Watcher's Council and I…"
"Then
I'm not Buffy Summers…"
"Please
Buffy … hear me out"
"Why
should I … explain to me Mitchell why the hell I should listen to anything YOU
have to tell me?" She said with anger rising in her voice
"It
is regarding Rupert Giles."
She
paused for a second … her mind lingering on why the Council would track her
down and she came to one conclusion … he must be in trouble.
"Go
on"
"The
Council has been searching for you for two years now … and you have been like a
needle in a million hay stacks…"
"Get
to the point" she said harshly
"Yes
… the point is that Mr Giles is quite ill and he has been sick for the past 18
months. He is on his death bed and his dying wish has been to find you and make
sure that you are alright."
"Typical
Giles … always worried about everyone except himself"
"Miss
Summers…"
"Its
Miss Jarvis now … Kimberly Jarvis … but you can call me Kimberly"
"Ohh
I see … Kimberly … Rupert is dying … he hasn't got a lot of time left … he
wanted to see you one last time and I am here to plead that you return to
Sunnydale to see him … please?"
She
stood there in shock … still trying to overcome the fact that Giles is dying …
but going back to Sunnydale … could she do it … could she face all the memories
that the small town held for her?
"Of
course I will … on the next flight out of here" although her voice was not as
sure as she had wanted it to sound
"Thank
Miss Summers … I mean Kimberly … I will inform Mr Giles that you will be coming
… maybe that will give him a reason to keep on fighting … so that he could see
his Slayer again"
"Ok
… I have to go now" with that said, she hung up.
The
words he had said played on her mind…
^
His Slayer … but am I his Slayer anymore … I'm not even Buffy anymore … so how
can I be his Slayer… ^
She
decided that these thoughts were only deterring her so she pushed them from her
mind …
Grabbing
her large suitcase she began to pack her belongings … just enough for a trip …
because there was no way that she would be staying there permanently … she
couldn't … she just couldn't.
She
rang the airline and booked the earliest ticket … that was the following
morning … she had a whole night where she could ponder her return to SunnyHell
…
After
exhausting herself from all the doubts and fearful thoughts running through her
head she decided to have dinner and then get an early night.
Pulling
the frozen Lasagne from the fridge she placed it in the microwave and watched
as it turned around and around and around…
A
tear escaped and ran down her flushed face…
It
fell to the cold kitchen floor followed by her aching body
She
was going back to that place.
She
was really going back…
But
could she survive the Hellmouth again … survive the memories that have haunted
her for the past 2 years …
But
she had to…
She
just had to!
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How
can I keep going?
How
could you just go?
How
can I survive?
How
could you leave?
Why
am I cold?
Why
aren't you here?
Why
am I alone?
Why
must I fear?
Shouldn't
you be here?
Shouldn't
we be together?
Shouldn't
I be happy?
Shouldn't
you still love me?
Was
it hard to love me?
Was
it too much to ask?
Was
our love not eternal?
Was
it ever what I thought?
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TBC…
~Chikki~
B/A
lover/shipper/believer for eternity!