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Act 2
Willow sat staring off into space. Thinking. She knew she'd have to do it sometime or other. Still sucked. What was even worse was, she couldn't bring herself to care about what she did to Warren. What was wrong with her? But she did have reasoning behind her lack of caring, if someone were walk into her mind and be apalled by what they found. See, Warren was bad, evil even. And what would the police be able to do about him? He was a computer genius with access to dark magic. It would be like a suicide mission. She did the world a favor. Feeling better about herself Willow settled in to Xander's couch and flipped on the tv.
"Buffy..." Spike managed to cough out.
"Spike." Buffy squeaked again, then opted for the easiest reactionÐanger. "Where the hell have you been? God, we needed you! I needed you." Buffy yelled the first part and wispered the last part so quietly even vampiric hearing couldn't pick it up. And let me tell you, that's quiet.
"Africa. They have clucking tribes there, you see." Spike started.
"Oh, do they? Well let me tell you what Sunnydale has! Two less wiccas, one less trio and a whole lot more baggage to deal with!" Buffy spouted.
"Oh, I meant to tell you, honestly man. I just got so caught up with you being her and with a..." Clem started.
"Tell me what?!" Spike interupted saving his ass and genuianly curious.
Buffy took a deep breath like she was going to start the story, but then got up and ran away.
"I'm sorry, but you understand right? I mean, months of nothing but Doublemeat I don't think I could ever eat fast food again." Dawn apologized to Xander. He had taken her out to McDonalds, but Dawn descided she'd rather have something else. They stopped at the supermarket and picked up pasta, soda and ice cream.
"It's fine really. But do you understand Willows gonna be there. She's staying with me remember?" He told her.
Dawn froze for a moment, then replied "Yeah, I knew I'd have to face the music sometime. Why not now?"
"Dawn!" Buffy called walking into her hallway before remembering that Xander had taken her out to eat. Buffy sighed at put down her keys. Great, that meant now she'd have to think. Not a thing in the world more evil. So why not face the lesser evils, like vampires and demons. Buffy walked over to the closet looking for a coat, planning to go patrolling again. But when she slid open the closet door she was confronted with Spike's duster. Buffy groaned and slammed the closet shut. Probably breaking it.
Buffy opened up the front door and sat down on the porch. Her thinking place, also her Spike place. Except for that she didn't have a Spike place, nope, there was no place for Spike. But Spike had always been here (literally, right where she was sitting) for her. When her mom died, when she lived. But not this summer, this summer she was alone on the porch. The summer was over.
"Can I...I didn't want to intrude."
Buffy was startled, not suprised. It felt almost like old times, not that old times were better then the new ones. "You can sit down Spike."
Act 3
The sun was slowly rising in the distance. If this were actually a tv show, there'd be some kind of music playing. But it's not, so there's not.
Buffy and Spike are asleep laying on differant railings on the stairs.
Dawn is laying, asleep, on Willows shoulder. Willow's also alseep. Xander walks into the room and sees them. Willow and Dawn had talked almost them whole night, they fought a little, and avoided a lot of subjects, but it looked like they worked out there issues. Of course, looks *can* be descieving.
Xander smiled and walked over to the couch. Gently he woke Dawn up. A groggy Dawn opened her eyes slowly. "Pretzels what?"
Xander chuckled, what was she dreaming about? "Come on Dawn, I have to get you home."
"Oh yes, of course." She said, still out of it.
"You should really get back into it! You haven't granted one wish since you got your powers back! Honestly Anyanka." Hallie berated her friend at the Magic Box. It was cleaned up, and almost ready for the grand re-opening.
"It just takes some time to get back into it. But I will, don't worry."
Xander and Dawn were walking up Revello drive. It was twilight. Suddenly Xander stops, you can see rage in his eyes. "What are you doing here?!"
Spike quickly shakes the sleep out of his eyes. Buffy wakes up a little slower, but she does it. "Spike, you better get inside. The suns coming up." She grumbles before noticing Xander has him by the coller.
"Xander! Xander!" Buffy yelled running to break them apart.
"Buff I can't believe you are sleeping together!" Xander said fuming.
"We weren't sleeping together. We're just *sleeping* and together.
"Well I wouldn't believe it if you touched him with a ten foot pole after what he did to you." Xander spat.
"Me and you talked about that. And now me and Spike talked, and we forgive each other. And Spike, maybe you should head to your crypt before direct sunight comes up. And Dawn, go inside." Dawn, still to asleep to protest, and Spike to wanting-to-stay-alive to protest, they both leave.
Xander continues, more quietly, but still enraged. "You forgive him?"
"I don't know why you find that so hard to believe. You forgave Anya for years of torturing men." Buffy shot back angrily.
"But I love Anya, it's differant." Seeing the look on Buffy's face Xander stops. "Oh no, you don't...Do you?"
Next week on an all new Buffy... (siezure inducing promo comes up. You don't rember it because the first flashy light knocks you unconcuis. Oh well.
Please leave helpful reviews. They can be critical, but no flames please. Thanks so much.
Act 2
Willow sat staring off into space. Thinking. She knew she'd have to do it sometime or other. Still sucked. What was even worse was, she couldn't bring herself to care about what she did to Warren. What was wrong with her? But she did have reasoning behind her lack of caring, if someone were walk into her mind and be apalled by what they found. See, Warren was bad, evil even. And what would the police be able to do about him? He was a computer genius with access to dark magic. It would be like a suicide mission. She did the world a favor. Feeling better about herself Willow settled in to Xander's couch and flipped on the tv.
"Buffy..." Spike managed to cough out.
"Spike." Buffy squeaked again, then opted for the easiest reactionÐanger. "Where the hell have you been? God, we needed you! I needed you." Buffy yelled the first part and wispered the last part so quietly even vampiric hearing couldn't pick it up. And let me tell you, that's quiet.
"Africa. They have clucking tribes there, you see." Spike started.
"Oh, do they? Well let me tell you what Sunnydale has! Two less wiccas, one less trio and a whole lot more baggage to deal with!" Buffy spouted.
"Oh, I meant to tell you, honestly man. I just got so caught up with you being her and with a..." Clem started.
"Tell me what?!" Spike interupted saving his ass and genuianly curious.
Buffy took a deep breath like she was going to start the story, but then got up and ran away.
"I'm sorry, but you understand right? I mean, months of nothing but Doublemeat I don't think I could ever eat fast food again." Dawn apologized to Xander. He had taken her out to McDonalds, but Dawn descided she'd rather have something else. They stopped at the supermarket and picked up pasta, soda and ice cream.
"It's fine really. But do you understand Willows gonna be there. She's staying with me remember?" He told her.
Dawn froze for a moment, then replied "Yeah, I knew I'd have to face the music sometime. Why not now?"
"Dawn!" Buffy called walking into her hallway before remembering that Xander had taken her out to eat. Buffy sighed at put down her keys. Great, that meant now she'd have to think. Not a thing in the world more evil. So why not face the lesser evils, like vampires and demons. Buffy walked over to the closet looking for a coat, planning to go patrolling again. But when she slid open the closet door she was confronted with Spike's duster. Buffy groaned and slammed the closet shut. Probably breaking it.
Buffy opened up the front door and sat down on the porch. Her thinking place, also her Spike place. Except for that she didn't have a Spike place, nope, there was no place for Spike. But Spike had always been here (literally, right where she was sitting) for her. When her mom died, when she lived. But not this summer, this summer she was alone on the porch. The summer was over.
"Can I...I didn't want to intrude."
Buffy was startled, not suprised. It felt almost like old times, not that old times were better then the new ones. "You can sit down Spike."
Act 3
The sun was slowly rising in the distance. If this were actually a tv show, there'd be some kind of music playing. But it's not, so there's not.
Buffy and Spike are asleep laying on differant railings on the stairs.
Dawn is laying, asleep, on Willows shoulder. Willow's also alseep. Xander walks into the room and sees them. Willow and Dawn had talked almost them whole night, they fought a little, and avoided a lot of subjects, but it looked like they worked out there issues. Of course, looks *can* be descieving.
Xander smiled and walked over to the couch. Gently he woke Dawn up. A groggy Dawn opened her eyes slowly. "Pretzels what?"
Xander chuckled, what was she dreaming about? "Come on Dawn, I have to get you home."
"Oh yes, of course." She said, still out of it.
"You should really get back into it! You haven't granted one wish since you got your powers back! Honestly Anyanka." Hallie berated her friend at the Magic Box. It was cleaned up, and almost ready for the grand re-opening.
"It just takes some time to get back into it. But I will, don't worry."
Xander and Dawn were walking up Revello drive. It was twilight. Suddenly Xander stops, you can see rage in his eyes. "What are you doing here?!"
Spike quickly shakes the sleep out of his eyes. Buffy wakes up a little slower, but she does it. "Spike, you better get inside. The suns coming up." She grumbles before noticing Xander has him by the coller.
"Xander! Xander!" Buffy yelled running to break them apart.
"Buff I can't believe you are sleeping together!" Xander said fuming.
"We weren't sleeping together. We're just *sleeping* and together.
"Well I wouldn't believe it if you touched him with a ten foot pole after what he did to you." Xander spat.
"Me and you talked about that. And now me and Spike talked, and we forgive each other. And Spike, maybe you should head to your crypt before direct sunight comes up. And Dawn, go inside." Dawn, still to asleep to protest, and Spike to wanting-to-stay-alive to protest, they both leave.
Xander continues, more quietly, but still enraged. "You forgive him?"
"I don't know why you find that so hard to believe. You forgave Anya for years of torturing men." Buffy shot back angrily.
"But I love Anya, it's differant." Seeing the look on Buffy's face Xander stops. "Oh no, you don't...Do you?"
Next week on an all new Buffy... (siezure inducing promo comes up. You don't rember it because the first flashy light knocks you unconcuis. Oh well.
