Hey all thanks for the reviews feel free to keep 'em coming. Sorry
this took so long to get out but with finals and a death in the family
time was very scarce.
She looks so beautiful, was the though that crossed Xander's mind as he stood looking down at her. If she wasn't in the casket no one would be able to tell she had died. Must be the power of the slayer that stopped her from decaying he thought morbidly. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts he stared down at her. If he didn't know better he would swear that her hands we moving as if she was breathing. "Stop it Xande-- AHHHHHHHH!" He screamed jumping back as Buffy suddenly shot up into a sitting position.
Gasping Buffy heaved in giant breaths of air as Xander stared afraid to move. Slowly he eased closer to where she was sitting and continued to watch her.
Getting her breath under control, Buffy turned to him, "there you are," she said. Before he could respond her eyes rolled back and she collapsed back into the coffin.
"No, Buffy, you can't do this to me," Xander begged as he leaned over the coffin. Letting out a breath he noticed that she was still breathing. Wanting to make sure this was real, he reached out and felt for a pulse. It took him several agonizing minutes for his hands to feel it. He sighed when he felt the slightly fast beat, noting how warm and soft her skin was.
Standing up he looked around the cemetery making sure there was no one around. Seeing no one he leaned over and gently cradled Buffy in his arms. "You know," he told her as he carried her to the car, "this is the second Summers woman I had in my arms tonight." His voice getting thick with emotion he continued, " I like you the best."
The drive back to his apartment only took a few minutes. As he drove Xander kept reaching over to reassure himself that this was real. Once he got there he again carried her gently in to the apartment.
Nudging the lights as he came into the apartment he was surprised to see Tara and Dawn asleep on the couch. Briefly he wondered where Willow was but was quickly distracted by the slight movement that came from Buffy.
Moving quickly he crossed to the chair and tried to place her on it. As soon as he tried to move, she whimpered at the loss of contact and opened her arms.
"There you are," she said as she again saw Xander kneeling next to her.
"Buffy?" Dawn's voice wobbled as she sat up.
Xander noted to himself that her eyes looked better, not quite what he was used to but better. Must have been the medication he thought.
"Hey Dawnie," she said as Dawn launched herself into Buffy's arms crying.
Dawn's outburst woke Tara who sat on the couch in shock as she watched the sight in front of her.
Standing up she left her note on the couch and went back to the Summers' house where Willow was recovering from the spell.
She looks so beautiful, was the though that crossed Xander's mind as he stood looking down at her. If she wasn't in the casket no one would be able to tell she had died. Must be the power of the slayer that stopped her from decaying he thought morbidly. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts he stared down at her. If he didn't know better he would swear that her hands we moving as if she was breathing. "Stop it Xande-- AHHHHHHHH!" He screamed jumping back as Buffy suddenly shot up into a sitting position.
Gasping Buffy heaved in giant breaths of air as Xander stared afraid to move. Slowly he eased closer to where she was sitting and continued to watch her.
Getting her breath under control, Buffy turned to him, "there you are," she said. Before he could respond her eyes rolled back and she collapsed back into the coffin.
"No, Buffy, you can't do this to me," Xander begged as he leaned over the coffin. Letting out a breath he noticed that she was still breathing. Wanting to make sure this was real, he reached out and felt for a pulse. It took him several agonizing minutes for his hands to feel it. He sighed when he felt the slightly fast beat, noting how warm and soft her skin was.
Standing up he looked around the cemetery making sure there was no one around. Seeing no one he leaned over and gently cradled Buffy in his arms. "You know," he told her as he carried her to the car, "this is the second Summers woman I had in my arms tonight." His voice getting thick with emotion he continued, " I like you the best."
The drive back to his apartment only took a few minutes. As he drove Xander kept reaching over to reassure himself that this was real. Once he got there he again carried her gently in to the apartment.
Nudging the lights as he came into the apartment he was surprised to see Tara and Dawn asleep on the couch. Briefly he wondered where Willow was but was quickly distracted by the slight movement that came from Buffy.
Moving quickly he crossed to the chair and tried to place her on it. As soon as he tried to move, she whimpered at the loss of contact and opened her arms.
"There you are," she said as she again saw Xander kneeling next to her.
"Buffy?" Dawn's voice wobbled as she sat up.
Xander noted to himself that her eyes looked better, not quite what he was used to but better. Must have been the medication he thought.
"Hey Dawnie," she said as Dawn launched herself into Buffy's arms crying.
Dawn's outburst woke Tara who sat on the couch in shock as she watched the sight in front of her.
Standing up she left her note on the couch and went back to the Summers' house where Willow was recovering from the spell.