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Willow grabbed a dagger from under her bed, Buffy had given it to Joyce so she could protect herself, she believed. She sliced her arm up from wrist to elbow, letting the blood trickle everywhere.
Not enough to kill but she had to do something, she was getting the magick withdrawel all over again. She couldn't bring her baby back, she knew this, because she had died a natural death unlike Buffy.
But this was Tara, her sweet blonde, sorcesses, who always knew what to say and do, and Willow loved the fact she brought the extraoridany woman out of her shy shell. God what was she going to do, how would she go on. Tara was her everything, when they broke up it shattered her, but she could live with it, cause somewhere Tara was out there just thinking about her, loving her, as egostictical as it sounded.
But now... the coroner had zipped her body up like it was that day's trash, she was still standing over the spot, and heard them mumble "Sorry for your lost" to Xander downstairs. Sorry? They were sorry that her heart had been ripped out of her chest, out of all her friends chests, ruined so many lives cause some geek wanted to kill the slayer with a little peice of metal, and a complety innocent beutiful girl got caught in the crossfire. She let out a loud shreak like a wounded animal running to punch the wall. Now her blood was mixing that of Tara's , dead Tara...
She crumpled down the wall. What had Buffy done when she killed Angel? Oh right run away. She refused to leave her family, Dawn for one was taking almost as much as her. But could she stay?
Xander wook up finding Dawn sitting next to Buffy on the bed chatting softly. "Oh god Buffy."
He ran to her gently wrapping his arms around her stomach. "You know , got to stop this dieng stuff, cause, its like only funny once Buff,"
He said stroking her hair. "Maybe twice but, if happens again, and now Tar-" He choked. "I love you so much, you know this?" He asked. Buffy nodded as Dawn looked on.
"Now I know you're okay I will go get you some real food, slayer food." He chuckled a saddened laugh. He hugged her once more kissing her forehead putting his hand on her cheek as she covered it, he walked away their hands separating.
"Um Buffy, I have something to tell you..." Dawn said softly. "What?" She asked in her tone she used with Dawn so many countless times. "I called Angel, he will be down here soon." She said.
"Why?" She asked raising a eyebrow. Dawn bit her lip. "Willow said it almost killed him...after you died she is the one who went to L.A to tell him...it was tearing up that he wasn't with you when you died, that he couldn't save you...and just incase this time...I just thought he should know, but he's sorry he couldn't come right away, somehow..."
She trailed off thinking of how to phrase her words. "He was going through a bad couple of months, I think right before mom passed away... he slept with his sire... I think her name was Darla, the one who bit mom, well they resurrected her...and 9 months later she had their child by saceficing herself for it. Angel you know, not thinking he could have kids fell in love immetiditaly but some guy, Holsa or something, that Angel and the sire chick totured in the past took the baby, Connor is his name, and jumped in the portal...some hell dimension, so he's kinda wrecked in the moment, and jeez that was a mouthful."
Dawn said in a light tone trying to make her injured sister less tense.
Buffy swallowed any feelings she was having. "He must be feeling horrible." She said softly. She took her sisters hand and took the other one on her cheek. "I love you Dawn, more than anything, you're so much more than a reponsiblity, your my baby sister, my child, and a part of me, there is not a moment that goes by that I don't worry about you, I love you so much you know this right?"
Buffy asked, she couldn't grasp possibly what Angel was feeling, not thinking he could have a child, having one and losing it...it didn't matter that Dawn wasn't real, she felt real, and she loved her to death, litterally.
"I know." Dawn said. "I love you to." She whispered. "That's why I died the first time, maybe I was sick of everything, but I wasn't about to sacerfice you for the sake of the world, I have already sacerficed to many people, that I love, I couldn't do it again, my only regret was leaving you guys behind."
Dawn pushed down the metal thingy crawling on the bed wrapping her arms around Buffy's waist avoiding her chest and grabbing on of her hands. "I know, just don't do it again okay? I love you." The two fell asleep.
Willow grabbed a dagger from under her bed, Buffy had given it to Joyce so she could protect herself, she believed. She sliced her arm up from wrist to elbow, letting the blood trickle everywhere.
Not enough to kill but she had to do something, she was getting the magick withdrawel all over again. She couldn't bring her baby back, she knew this, because she had died a natural death unlike Buffy.
But this was Tara, her sweet blonde, sorcesses, who always knew what to say and do, and Willow loved the fact she brought the extraoridany woman out of her shy shell. God what was she going to do, how would she go on. Tara was her everything, when they broke up it shattered her, but she could live with it, cause somewhere Tara was out there just thinking about her, loving her, as egostictical as it sounded.
But now... the coroner had zipped her body up like it was that day's trash, she was still standing over the spot, and heard them mumble "Sorry for your lost" to Xander downstairs. Sorry? They were sorry that her heart had been ripped out of her chest, out of all her friends chests, ruined so many lives cause some geek wanted to kill the slayer with a little peice of metal, and a complety innocent beutiful girl got caught in the crossfire. She let out a loud shreak like a wounded animal running to punch the wall. Now her blood was mixing that of Tara's , dead Tara...
She crumpled down the wall. What had Buffy done when she killed Angel? Oh right run away. She refused to leave her family, Dawn for one was taking almost as much as her. But could she stay?
Xander wook up finding Dawn sitting next to Buffy on the bed chatting softly. "Oh god Buffy."
He ran to her gently wrapping his arms around her stomach. "You know , got to stop this dieng stuff, cause, its like only funny once Buff,"
He said stroking her hair. "Maybe twice but, if happens again, and now Tar-" He choked. "I love you so much, you know this?" He asked. Buffy nodded as Dawn looked on.
"Now I know you're okay I will go get you some real food, slayer food." He chuckled a saddened laugh. He hugged her once more kissing her forehead putting his hand on her cheek as she covered it, he walked away their hands separating.
"Um Buffy, I have something to tell you..." Dawn said softly. "What?" She asked in her tone she used with Dawn so many countless times. "I called Angel, he will be down here soon." She said.
"Why?" She asked raising a eyebrow. Dawn bit her lip. "Willow said it almost killed him...after you died she is the one who went to L.A to tell him...it was tearing up that he wasn't with you when you died, that he couldn't save you...and just incase this time...I just thought he should know, but he's sorry he couldn't come right away, somehow..."
She trailed off thinking of how to phrase her words. "He was going through a bad couple of months, I think right before mom passed away... he slept with his sire... I think her name was Darla, the one who bit mom, well they resurrected her...and 9 months later she had their child by saceficing herself for it. Angel you know, not thinking he could have kids fell in love immetiditaly but some guy, Holsa or something, that Angel and the sire chick totured in the past took the baby, Connor is his name, and jumped in the portal...some hell dimension, so he's kinda wrecked in the moment, and jeez that was a mouthful."
Dawn said in a light tone trying to make her injured sister less tense.
Buffy swallowed any feelings she was having. "He must be feeling horrible." She said softly. She took her sisters hand and took the other one on her cheek. "I love you Dawn, more than anything, you're so much more than a reponsiblity, your my baby sister, my child, and a part of me, there is not a moment that goes by that I don't worry about you, I love you so much you know this right?"
Buffy asked, she couldn't grasp possibly what Angel was feeling, not thinking he could have a child, having one and losing it...it didn't matter that Dawn wasn't real, she felt real, and she loved her to death, litterally.
"I know." Dawn said. "I love you to." She whispered. "That's why I died the first time, maybe I was sick of everything, but I wasn't about to sacerfice you for the sake of the world, I have already sacerficed to many people, that I love, I couldn't do it again, my only regret was leaving you guys behind."
Dawn pushed down the metal thingy crawling on the bed wrapping her arms around Buffy's waist avoiding her chest and grabbing on of her hands. "I know, just don't do it again okay? I love you." The two fell asleep.