A Deathly Romance: Slayer Gurl (CH9)

By obi's girl

Disclaimer: Slayer Gurl, is a parody of Material Girl by Madonna - from that awesome movie with Ewan McGregor - the Moulin Rouge!

"I don't understand. Why didn't you come sooner?" Buffy questioned Jack, staring up into his black eyes.

He nodded solemnly. "I would have...but I needed to be sure. I went up and talked to them - Oh God, I wish it wasn't true, Buffy. I don't want this for you."

She hung her head low but Jack raised a hand, forcing her to look at him. "I thought because of your Slater strength, you would be able to delay this a little longer."

Buffy laughed, "Except I'm not up to full Slayer strength right now; I haven't been since I returned." She paused, "Oh Jack, I don't want to die...not again."

"You think I want you to die, too? Buffy, if it was in my power you wouldn't. This wouldn't be for you."

"It is in your power - I don't have to go through this."

Jack shook his head, looking away. "You know what will happen if I do that - you'll die."

Buffy stood up, turning away from him. "Jack, I just want this to go away. I don't want it to hurt anymore. Everytime that stuff comes out of my mouth, I fear it will be last time I'll be able to breathe.... or that I'd die alone and no one would have heard my screams."

Death frowned,standing her, encircling his arms around her waist. "You'll never die alone, my love. I would never allow that. You don't deserve that pain."

"You can take that pain away."

"I can but Buffy...." He turned her to him and smiled, "Your friends, you said up there they needed you; your sister needed you. If I eased your pain, you wouldn't be able to say good bye to them properly."

She nodded, "I don't need to. They know; they know it will happen."

"Yes, but did you tell them why? No, you didn't. Buffy, they're your friends, no, your family. If you are going to leave this world, they deserve to know the truth about what ails you."

Tears fell down Buffy's cheeks. Death caught them in his hand and closed it. He reopened them to reveal some small diamonds. Buffy smiled, staring at him. "All right, I'll tell them." She paused, looking confused, "What will I tell them?"

"Well, you tell them..." he thought a minute before answering, "I'll come with you. I know what happened - I can fill you in on the way."

**

"This can't be happening." Dawn cried as she fell down on a near by chair. "I mean, Buffy's died before - how can she die again?"

Giles shrugged, eyeing Willow. "I have no clue." He mused as Buffy once again, entered the Magic Box, followed by a man in black.

"Hey guys." She smiled, holding Jack's hand.

"Buffy, who is that man?" Giles questioned, staring at Jack.

She was about to answer but Jack stepped forward, extending his hand to Mr. Giles and smiled. "Jack, of course, you would know me as the Angel of Death."

Giles froze, stumbling a bit. Jack rolled his eyes, glancing at Buffy. "Look guys, Jack needs to tell you something. Listen to him."

Xander laughed, "Listen to him. He's the Angel of Death, the Grim Reaper - the I hate you Man, you took away my loved ones, I hate you Death."

Buffy glared at him, looking again at Jack. He nodded stubbornly. "Jack, you can do this. Tell them the same things you told me."

"They won't listen to me, Buffy." He growled.

She huffed, letting go of his hand, crossing her arms. "All right, you guys know I'm dying, right? You know why? No, you don't. I didn't know either until I was diagnosed."

"Diagnosed?" Willow echoed.

"I went to the Hospital last night. I did come home, Dawn, but there was something I needed to do. I went to my room, grabbed the phone and called the hospital. I knew I was dying. I knew subconsciously something was wrong but being the warrior I am, I didn't want to admit it." She paused, glancing at Jack.

He nodded all right and straightened his tie. "When I first met Buffy, the one thing I noticed was her stubborn temper."

Giles shook his head, annoyed all ready. "And your point is?"

"My point is, because of that stubborn temper, Buffy wouldn't be here right now. She met them, the Council - Jesus and his Twelve Apostles to be exact," he paused slightly, glancing at Dawn. "She demanded they send her back...because of you, kid. You mean everything to her. Anyway, they debated for two days whether to send her back. Well, debate isn't exactly the word, more like compromising what would work."

"Wait a minute, are you saying, Buffy worked out a time frame in which she could stay here?" Xander interrupted.

He shrugged, "It's not exactly like that but if I were to define it, yes. He knew as well as I did, that if Buffy ever did go back, there would have to be a switch - one soul for another." Jack gazed at Giles and gasped. "I was supposed to take yours. The deal was switch Buffy's soul for yours."

Dawn crossed her arms, "Didn't Buffy know that? I mean, she must have known about this deal."

"I didn't Dawn. They wiped my memory clean so if I did try to warn Giles, they would kill me." She mused, staring at her sister. "To make a long story short, Jack wiped my memory of what happened up there and sent me back down. He vowed to watch over me and protect me, if something ever happened."

"Wait a minute, how come we haven't seen Him before? I mean, if he was with you the whole time how come we didn't see him?" Anya asked.

"Good question." Dawn added.

Jack glanced at Buffy. They deserved to know. Buffy held her head high, confronting the gang. "When I first met Death, I hated him. I thought he was deathly annoying, really annoying.."

"Okay, I think they get the point, love." Jack interrupted, smiling cautiously.

Buffy smiled at him, "Anyway, things changed. I changed, my feelings for him changed." She faced Giles and sighed. "I know it sounds crazy, but try to follow me here. Even when I was with Angel, I felt lost. 'Cause all I could think about was Jack. And I figured out why...I love him."

Xander and Giles threw up their arms, unable to believe what they just heard. Buffy and Death, in love. It had to be some sort of hellish nightmare. "Buffy, this is crazy. This guy is Death. D - E - A - T - H." Xander wined.

"Then I'm crazy. Xander, all my life, I just wanted to find the perfect guy. Angel was nice but he was a vampire with a soul and with the whole sex clause, well...and Riley, he was supposed to be normal guy and don't even get me started on Parker."

Giles shook his head, "Buffy, I realize you are dying and your mind might not be as it once was..."

"Giles, I know what I'm doing." She interrupted. "I love him, and he loves me."

"He's DEATH! He doesn't love. No, I won't allow this. I forbid you to be with him." He roared.

Buffy laughed, "You're not my FATHER! You can't tell me what to do!"

Silence fell over the room. Buffy glanced from Jack to the others. "I know you all are thinking I'm making a mistake.... I don't blame you but it's my mistake." Buffy paused, glancing at Dawn, "It's not like I enjoy being the Slayer. I don't. I never have."

She huffed, singing, "Some boys love me, some boys want to kill me. I don't think they're O.K. If they give me attitude - I just walk away."

Giles nodded, "They may hate you and want to kill you - But they can't see what we see, what I see." He gazed up at Jack, staring coldly at him. "'Cause the boy with the cold hard heart is not Mister Right."

She shook her head, confronting Giles. "'Cause we're living on the Hellmouth and I am a Slayer Gurl." Buffy laughed, "You know that we are living in a Hell-ish world and I am a Slayer Gurl."

"Some boys fear me, some boys loathe me - That's all right with me. If they can't get past my large stake then I have to let them be." She cried.

Xander cut between them, looking disgusted, "Some boys try (to kill you) and some boys bite, but we won't let you play (no way). Only boys that don't save you as their dinner make your rainy day."

"Buffy, boys may come and boys may go and that's all right you see." Willow chimed, "Experience has made you feared and now they'll be after you."

The Slayer laughed, "I'll be dead, Will. I don't think there's gonna be a dating service in the afterlife."

The Wicca shrugged, "But you don't have to do this. What about Angel? I thought you loved him."

"And I will always love, Angel. He was my first love but this is different, new and..." she began.

"And really sick!" Xander finished. "Buffy, He's Death. He kills people on a daily basis."

Death frowned, growling at the young man. "I don't kill people on a daily basis. I only soothe their pain and help them cross over, but I don't kill them. They're all ready dead, anyway."

Xander pointed at finger at him, glaring furiously, "You see what I mean? He's a Killer. Killer. Killer!"

"Xander, stop it!" Buffy shouted.

TBC