Part 3
After Angel dropped her off, Buffy took a pint of Cookie Dough Fudge Mint Chip up to her room, and drowned her sorrows with it.
The next morning she woke up, her face still tear stained and her clothes rumpled up. Her mother took that moment to walk into her room.
"Buffy! What happened?" She asked, worried about her daughter.
"Oh, it's nothing mom. I need to tell you some things." Buffy said, being brave, she had decided to tell her mother, because she deserved to know.
"Sure honey, you can tell me anything." Her mom said gently.
"I'm the Slayer." Buffy said calmly.
"What are you talking about?" Her mother asked.
"I. Am. A. Vampire. Slayer." Buffy repeated.
"Honey, are you feeling okay?"
"Yes, mom." Buffy sighed. She knew this was gonna be hard.
"Buffy, please explain." Joyce said.
"I slay vampires and demons. It's my job. I'm the chosen one. I save the world, every day."
"What?" Joyce demanded.
"I'm a Vampire Slayer, the Chosen One. One girl in all the world. I was chosen, and now, I kill vampires and demons 'till I die."
"No! This stops now!" Joyce said, frightened at what her daughter was saying.
"No, mom, you don't understand, it never stops, it *never* stops." Buffy said, almost angrily.
"That's right I don't understand, do you expect me to? I just found out that my daughter is a Vampire Slayer." Joyce yelled. Then, quietly she whispered, "I could try, though."
"Please, just listen."
"Yes, honey, anything you want, you know I'm behind you in everything you do."
"Okay." Buffy said, taking a deep breath. "Mom, you have to believe me. I am a Vampire Slayer. Giles is my Watcher. He and Willow, Xander and Angel help me slay the demons."
"The librarian from your school?" Joyce asked.
"Yes." Buffy replied, calmly.
"And, Angel, Angel, is he the one who tutored you in history?" She asked.
"Um, oh yeah." Buffy said, remembering what she had told her mother, the night he had stayed over. "Well, there's more. Well, Angel, Angel and I are dating. We're in love."
"Buffy, please, please don't tell me you've had sex with him."
"No, no, never, I'm still a virgin." Buffy said hurrifdly.
"Good." Joyce sighed.
"Okay, so, well, there's this demon, and he's not, active."
"Active?"
"He's not put together. If he gets assembled, the world is in serious danger. But, I can stop it. I can stop him from being assembled. I'd have to take the box that his arm is in, and take it to Nepal."
"What?" Joyce shrieked. "Why can't Giles or Angel do it?"
"Because, mom, Giles isn't as skilled of a fighter as I am. He wouldn't be able to protect it."
"Could Angel?"
"Angel could, but I can't let him."
"Why?"
"I love Angel, I wouldn't be able to stand myself if I let him get hurt, or even get him killed. And, besides, it could take him months."
"What? Months? I won't let you be gone for months!" Joyce yelled, angry again.
"No, mom, calm down, it would only take me a few days, two weeks at the most."
"Why would it take longer for Angel than for you?"
"Because, mom, Angel's a vampire."
"Vampire? I thought you slayed vampires."
"I do, but mom, Angel has a soul, he's good, and he loves me too."
"I guess I have to let you go, don't I, or I'll be the cause of the world ending? Right?"
"Pretty much." Buffy answered.
"Yeah, Willow, I told her. I think she took it pretty well, considering, well, you know." Buffy said.
"Good, I wanted you to tell her from the beginning. Oh well, it's good she knows." Willow replied.
"Yeah. I think it'll be a lot easier on me, and her. You know, not having to sneak around when I patrol."
"So, how do you feel about leaving Angel?" Willow asked.
"Horrible, Will. I feel like crap. I don't want to do this to him, but, deep down, I know it's the right thing to do, and I can protect it and be back sooner than he could." Buffy spilled out.
"I don't want you to go." Willow confessed.
"I know. I mean, I'll miss you guys. I love you. You're like my second family." Buffy said.
"I know what you mean." Willow replied.
"Listen, I don't want to get all mushy on the phone or anything, but, could we maybe go to the bronze tonight? The whole gang? And, Oz could come, too."
"That would be great, I'll talk to Xander, Cordy and Oz." What about we meet there at 8:00?" Willow said.
"Sure. See you there."
"What are you going to do now?" Willow asked.
"I guess I'll start packing and then head on over to Angel's." She replied.
"Oh, okay." Willow said.
"Bye." Buffy said distantly.
"Bye." Willow replied.
Buffy hung up the phone and went to her closet. She couldn't believe that she had to do this. 'Better me than him.' She thought sadly.
"Okay. Now, what do I pack to go to Nepal?" Buffy asked aloud, trying to get herself from thinking about Angel.
She began filling a large suitcase with all different kinds of clothes. Finally, she was done. She lugged the suitcase and another bag with personal products to the back door.
"You're a little early, aren't you?" Her mother asked, startling her. "You don't want to leave me this soon, do you?"
"No." She laughed. "I just wanted to be prepared." Buffy answered.
"Good." Joyce replied.
There was an awkward pause, before Buffy said, "Mom, I don't want to do this, but you know I have to. I'm the Slayer and I'll be okay and I'll be back."
"I know. From what I've heard you're a tough little girl, and you can handle yourself." Joyce replied.
On the inside Buffy knew that she was tough, but she wasn't quite sure if delivering the box containing the Judge's arm in it was going to make or break her; being so far away from everything she ever knew and loved.
After Angel dropped her off, Buffy took a pint of Cookie Dough Fudge Mint Chip up to her room, and drowned her sorrows with it.
The next morning she woke up, her face still tear stained and her clothes rumpled up. Her mother took that moment to walk into her room.
"Buffy! What happened?" She asked, worried about her daughter.
"Oh, it's nothing mom. I need to tell you some things." Buffy said, being brave, she had decided to tell her mother, because she deserved to know.
"Sure honey, you can tell me anything." Her mom said gently.
"I'm the Slayer." Buffy said calmly.
"What are you talking about?" Her mother asked.
"I. Am. A. Vampire. Slayer." Buffy repeated.
"Honey, are you feeling okay?"
"Yes, mom." Buffy sighed. She knew this was gonna be hard.
"Buffy, please explain." Joyce said.
"I slay vampires and demons. It's my job. I'm the chosen one. I save the world, every day."
"What?" Joyce demanded.
"I'm a Vampire Slayer, the Chosen One. One girl in all the world. I was chosen, and now, I kill vampires and demons 'till I die."
"No! This stops now!" Joyce said, frightened at what her daughter was saying.
"No, mom, you don't understand, it never stops, it *never* stops." Buffy said, almost angrily.
"That's right I don't understand, do you expect me to? I just found out that my daughter is a Vampire Slayer." Joyce yelled. Then, quietly she whispered, "I could try, though."
"Please, just listen."
"Yes, honey, anything you want, you know I'm behind you in everything you do."
"Okay." Buffy said, taking a deep breath. "Mom, you have to believe me. I am a Vampire Slayer. Giles is my Watcher. He and Willow, Xander and Angel help me slay the demons."
"The librarian from your school?" Joyce asked.
"Yes." Buffy replied, calmly.
"And, Angel, Angel, is he the one who tutored you in history?" She asked.
"Um, oh yeah." Buffy said, remembering what she had told her mother, the night he had stayed over. "Well, there's more. Well, Angel, Angel and I are dating. We're in love."
"Buffy, please, please don't tell me you've had sex with him."
"No, no, never, I'm still a virgin." Buffy said hurrifdly.
"Good." Joyce sighed.
"Okay, so, well, there's this demon, and he's not, active."
"Active?"
"He's not put together. If he gets assembled, the world is in serious danger. But, I can stop it. I can stop him from being assembled. I'd have to take the box that his arm is in, and take it to Nepal."
"What?" Joyce shrieked. "Why can't Giles or Angel do it?"
"Because, mom, Giles isn't as skilled of a fighter as I am. He wouldn't be able to protect it."
"Could Angel?"
"Angel could, but I can't let him."
"Why?"
"I love Angel, I wouldn't be able to stand myself if I let him get hurt, or even get him killed. And, besides, it could take him months."
"What? Months? I won't let you be gone for months!" Joyce yelled, angry again.
"No, mom, calm down, it would only take me a few days, two weeks at the most."
"Why would it take longer for Angel than for you?"
"Because, mom, Angel's a vampire."
"Vampire? I thought you slayed vampires."
"I do, but mom, Angel has a soul, he's good, and he loves me too."
"I guess I have to let you go, don't I, or I'll be the cause of the world ending? Right?"
"Pretty much." Buffy answered.
"Yeah, Willow, I told her. I think she took it pretty well, considering, well, you know." Buffy said.
"Good, I wanted you to tell her from the beginning. Oh well, it's good she knows." Willow replied.
"Yeah. I think it'll be a lot easier on me, and her. You know, not having to sneak around when I patrol."
"So, how do you feel about leaving Angel?" Willow asked.
"Horrible, Will. I feel like crap. I don't want to do this to him, but, deep down, I know it's the right thing to do, and I can protect it and be back sooner than he could." Buffy spilled out.
"I don't want you to go." Willow confessed.
"I know. I mean, I'll miss you guys. I love you. You're like my second family." Buffy said.
"I know what you mean." Willow replied.
"Listen, I don't want to get all mushy on the phone or anything, but, could we maybe go to the bronze tonight? The whole gang? And, Oz could come, too."
"That would be great, I'll talk to Xander, Cordy and Oz." What about we meet there at 8:00?" Willow said.
"Sure. See you there."
"What are you going to do now?" Willow asked.
"I guess I'll start packing and then head on over to Angel's." She replied.
"Oh, okay." Willow said.
"Bye." Buffy said distantly.
"Bye." Willow replied.
Buffy hung up the phone and went to her closet. She couldn't believe that she had to do this. 'Better me than him.' She thought sadly.
"Okay. Now, what do I pack to go to Nepal?" Buffy asked aloud, trying to get herself from thinking about Angel.
She began filling a large suitcase with all different kinds of clothes. Finally, she was done. She lugged the suitcase and another bag with personal products to the back door.
"You're a little early, aren't you?" Her mother asked, startling her. "You don't want to leave me this soon, do you?"
"No." She laughed. "I just wanted to be prepared." Buffy answered.
"Good." Joyce replied.
There was an awkward pause, before Buffy said, "Mom, I don't want to do this, but you know I have to. I'm the Slayer and I'll be okay and I'll be back."
"I know. From what I've heard you're a tough little girl, and you can handle yourself." Joyce replied.
On the inside Buffy knew that she was tough, but she wasn't quite sure if delivering the box containing the Judge's arm in it was going to make or break her; being so far away from everything she ever knew and loved.