Teaser
The "Welcome to Sunnydale" sign sat peacefully in the night. Quietly a black car passed it, zooming by. A rough voice sighed "what the heck" as the car slowly pulled back into the frame and accelerated right into the sign.
Act 1
A lit up plain soared above the night sky.
Buffy wistfully looked up at it "You think he's gone for good this time? Giles I mean." She asked her sister. Buffy and Dawn were sitting outside of an airport waiting for Xander to get out of the bathroom already.
Dawn sadly replied "I hope not. But honestly..." she quietly trailed off.
Shyly Willow aproached them. Seeing the ex-wicca approach Dawn got up mumbling about going to wait for Xander by the door.
Willow looked heart broken. She was. She'd spent the summer trying to patch things up. But she knew, deep inside she knew: Nothing can go back to the way it was before. Something about a guy stepping into a river twice. She knew if she really thought about it she'd remember, but she just wasn't up to that at the moment.
"Give her time. Everybody needs a little time." Buffy said, startling Willow. Willow had to admit, she was suprised how understanding and kind Buffy'd been. She felt like Buffy resented her for doing what she did, not only last spring, but bringing her back to life too. But Buffy understood, better then anyone, everybody needs somebody sometime.
"Well hello Slayer. Good to see you, have a nice summer? I went to Africa, it was very interesting really. They have some of the most beautiful wildlife there. And theres these people whose language is all made out of clucks. Really, just lovely there. Oh, and by the way, I got a soul!"
"Honestly, what's that word you use? Oh yes, you sound like a wanker!" Clem replied brutely yet still good natured.
"Well how do you tell someone something like that?" Spike asked aggitated.
"Honestly, I have no clue." Clem replied again.
"Thanks a lot, your a great help mate." Spike replied sarcastically, but he had a smile on his face he was trying to hide.
"Honestly man," Clem started
"Clem, I get it, your honest. Good for you!" Spike interupted, still smirking a little.
"Sorry, I'll stop. Honestly!" Clem apologized. Spike sighed, it didn't matter anyway. "So anyway, you honestly don't seem that differant to me. Are you sure he gave you a soul?"
Buffy was patrolling through Spike's- no Clem's- no, the cemetary Spike used to live-no...Uhg! Whatever, you get my drift, that's where Buffy was. She figured dhe should go see Clem. See if he rented any good movies, or bought any good boardgames, or heard any good news about Spike.
She silently barged into the crypt. Old habits die hard, at least she stopped kicking the door open. She had nearly given Clem a heart attack on many occacions.
Buffy didn't see Clem but she heard him talking to someone on the lower level. "So you got like, a demon reciept of something?"
"Yup, pretty much." Buffy's heart stopped. Was that whose voice she thought it was? Duh! Who else had that britsh accent? (Giles had *a* brittish accent, not *that* one. Plus she saw him get on a plane to London just an hour earlier.)
Buffy looked down the passage to the lower level. Yep, Spike all right. Weakly Buffy squeaked out "Spike." And both him and Clem looked up at the intruder, with had caught in the cooking jar faces.
Acts 2 and 3 coming soon
The "Welcome to Sunnydale" sign sat peacefully in the night. Quietly a black car passed it, zooming by. A rough voice sighed "what the heck" as the car slowly pulled back into the frame and accelerated right into the sign.
Act 1
A lit up plain soared above the night sky.
Buffy wistfully looked up at it "You think he's gone for good this time? Giles I mean." She asked her sister. Buffy and Dawn were sitting outside of an airport waiting for Xander to get out of the bathroom already.
Dawn sadly replied "I hope not. But honestly..." she quietly trailed off.
Shyly Willow aproached them. Seeing the ex-wicca approach Dawn got up mumbling about going to wait for Xander by the door.
Willow looked heart broken. She was. She'd spent the summer trying to patch things up. But she knew, deep inside she knew: Nothing can go back to the way it was before. Something about a guy stepping into a river twice. She knew if she really thought about it she'd remember, but she just wasn't up to that at the moment.
"Give her time. Everybody needs a little time." Buffy said, startling Willow. Willow had to admit, she was suprised how understanding and kind Buffy'd been. She felt like Buffy resented her for doing what she did, not only last spring, but bringing her back to life too. But Buffy understood, better then anyone, everybody needs somebody sometime.
"Well hello Slayer. Good to see you, have a nice summer? I went to Africa, it was very interesting really. They have some of the most beautiful wildlife there. And theres these people whose language is all made out of clucks. Really, just lovely there. Oh, and by the way, I got a soul!"
"Honestly, what's that word you use? Oh yes, you sound like a wanker!" Clem replied brutely yet still good natured.
"Well how do you tell someone something like that?" Spike asked aggitated.
"Honestly, I have no clue." Clem replied again.
"Thanks a lot, your a great help mate." Spike replied sarcastically, but he had a smile on his face he was trying to hide.
"Honestly man," Clem started
"Clem, I get it, your honest. Good for you!" Spike interupted, still smirking a little.
"Sorry, I'll stop. Honestly!" Clem apologized. Spike sighed, it didn't matter anyway. "So anyway, you honestly don't seem that differant to me. Are you sure he gave you a soul?"
Buffy was patrolling through Spike's- no Clem's- no, the cemetary Spike used to live-no...Uhg! Whatever, you get my drift, that's where Buffy was. She figured dhe should go see Clem. See if he rented any good movies, or bought any good boardgames, or heard any good news about Spike.
She silently barged into the crypt. Old habits die hard, at least she stopped kicking the door open. She had nearly given Clem a heart attack on many occacions.
Buffy didn't see Clem but she heard him talking to someone on the lower level. "So you got like, a demon reciept of something?"
"Yup, pretty much." Buffy's heart stopped. Was that whose voice she thought it was? Duh! Who else had that britsh accent? (Giles had *a* brittish accent, not *that* one. Plus she saw him get on a plane to London just an hour earlier.)
Buffy looked down the passage to the lower level. Yep, Spike all right. Weakly Buffy squeaked out "Spike." And both him and Clem looked up at the intruder, with had caught in the cooking jar faces.
Acts 2 and 3 coming soon
