I dont own anything buffy, not at all, unfortunately, but maybe one day, the worlds will collapse and no one will care if I do pretend...
ANYWHO
Chapter two
Willow closed the door silently behind her, hoping that she wouldn't be noticed as she came in late from her walk.
"Your late..." She heard Dawn call from behind her as she had began to climb the stairs to the comfortable bed that awaited her.
"Yeah, my thinking walk was a bit longer from all the thinking and such... You know, with the lots of stuff to think about." Willow said trying to bridge the awkward silence. Dawn and her had not really been speaking since her return, and Willow did not blame her. After all, she did try to kill her.
"You know, you shouldn't be out so late, it's not really safe." Dawn said shifting her weight from foot to foot.
Willow smiled, Dawn had been worried, which meant she still cared about her enough to.
"I will remember that next time," she said and turned, beginning to walk up the stairs once more.
"I still am not..."
"I know," Willow said subconsiously to her without stopping her climb.
"I know you haven't forgiven yet, I can only hope you can someday."
Dawn heard in her head as she saw Willow close the bedroom door.
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"Love is a fickled thing, fickled like eating an ice cream on a cold winters day because it's too damn hot. What's that? There is no such thing as love? Why Mr. voice, that is nothing to say! Nothing to say at all! Why would you be so rude to totally abolish love? Love is like oxygen! Love is a many splendid thing, love lifts us up where we belong! All you need is love! Bloody Clem and his Moulin Rouge fettish, made me watch that pap more then once. There must be love, love has to exsist, becuase only love could be this cruel. Only love could deny me everything even when I submitted to it, only love could torture this.... Soul." Spike moaned lying staring up at the ceiling
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(W)
Willow lay on her bed thinking of what Spike had told her, the big bad this time, wasn't some cheap armageddon thrill that they had seen so many times before. She didn't even know exactly what it was, but he told her she knew, that deep down inside she felt it, for she was connected to the earth.
All she had to do was look inside her to know what they would be dealing with and then and only then would she be able to help Buffy.
She closed her eyes, finding peace in her meditiations, she needed to know, the sooner the better, what kind of horrors they would have to face, and who might actually succum, or die fighting.
Nothing was coming to her, and in frustration she lay down and gave up for the night.
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(W)
"How is she?" Xander asked Buffy as they ate breakfast. It had become a morning tradition, Xander would show up and give them a ride in his new car to school, and instead of paying for gas they cooked him breakfast.
"She's... tired. It's Willow, a calm and distant one though. I don't know if it is just recent events, or if this is what it's going to be like forever now. Not that I'm complaining, a non evil Willow is a happy Willow, but, it's just..." Buffy said forking three pancakes onto Xander's plate as he watched her from above the paper he had out.
"She needs time, this is alot of stuff were expecting her to get through just like that." Xander said folding up the paper and placing it beside him before he picked up his fork and started his morning ritual of shoveling.
Buffy looked at her family sitting around the table. It had become so small so fast, her Mother, Giles Anya, Tara, and now Willow. She hated to admit it but she wished Spike was here too. How could she wish that? She hated herself sometimes for actually not being able to hurt him like he hurt her. She didn't know how to feel, how could you love someone you didn't even like?
"These pancakes are awesome Buff... what did you do different this time?" Xander said between mouthfuls.
"I didn't make them." Buffy said refilling his milk glass and sitting down. Xander's face went pale as he choked down the bite, and then smiled weakly.
"I made them!" Dawn finally piped up, carefully she had been avoiding the topic of Willow. She smiled at the sight of Xander's face shining with recognition.
"Why what a lucky man I am, two little ladies at home to take care of me."
"You wish Harris, just because you got that premotion doesn't mean that you can buy our love with car rides," Buffy said then added, "you have to do better then that."
"It's not easy being a working man, I always thought I would get to do to the whole I love Lucy thing, 'Lucy I'm home!' But now it's like 'Lucy? is anyone here?' and if I'm a good boy, she will be on T.V. so I can fall alseep." Xander said picking up the dishes and put them in the dishwasher.
"Do you want to go out for lunch together today Buff? Maybe it can go towards my tab of the abundant things I owe?" He said smiling.
"Thanks sweetie, but I don't think I can, I'm swamped in case files and other things." Buffy said not looking him in the eye. However she saw his smile fade from her vantage point and waited for his persuations.
"Buffy, why do you care? The guy tried to rape you! Why do you care if he's ok or not?" Xander whispered feircely, trying not to get Dawn's attention.
"Xander I can't keep having these conversations with you. I have told you many times." She said walking away from him.
"Then tell me again!" Xander said when Dawn was out of ear range.
"Because, he's changed."
"I can hardly say the loss of your sanity is a change for the better Buffy."
"You don't understand Xander and you never will," Buffy said angirly, not understanding why she had to explain herself to him. "And that's why you and Anya will never work things out." She added hoping it would shut him up.
Xander looked taken back and his eyes narrowed. She had hurt him and of course now she regretted it, but she wasn't going to apologize.
"Are you guys ready to go to school?" He called to Dawn, never wavering his look at Buffy, until then.
"I'm ready!" Dawn called happily from the door and they both exited after her, letting her talk so that she would fill the awkward silence.
ANYWHO
Chapter two
Willow closed the door silently behind her, hoping that she wouldn't be noticed as she came in late from her walk.
"Your late..." She heard Dawn call from behind her as she had began to climb the stairs to the comfortable bed that awaited her.
"Yeah, my thinking walk was a bit longer from all the thinking and such... You know, with the lots of stuff to think about." Willow said trying to bridge the awkward silence. Dawn and her had not really been speaking since her return, and Willow did not blame her. After all, she did try to kill her.
"You know, you shouldn't be out so late, it's not really safe." Dawn said shifting her weight from foot to foot.
Willow smiled, Dawn had been worried, which meant she still cared about her enough to.
"I will remember that next time," she said and turned, beginning to walk up the stairs once more.
"I still am not..."
"I know," Willow said subconsiously to her without stopping her climb.
"I know you haven't forgiven yet, I can only hope you can someday."
Dawn heard in her head as she saw Willow close the bedroom door.
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(W)
"Love is a fickled thing, fickled like eating an ice cream on a cold winters day because it's too damn hot. What's that? There is no such thing as love? Why Mr. voice, that is nothing to say! Nothing to say at all! Why would you be so rude to totally abolish love? Love is like oxygen! Love is a many splendid thing, love lifts us up where we belong! All you need is love! Bloody Clem and his Moulin Rouge fettish, made me watch that pap more then once. There must be love, love has to exsist, becuase only love could be this cruel. Only love could deny me everything even when I submitted to it, only love could torture this.... Soul." Spike moaned lying staring up at the ceiling
^ ^
(W)
Willow lay on her bed thinking of what Spike had told her, the big bad this time, wasn't some cheap armageddon thrill that they had seen so many times before. She didn't even know exactly what it was, but he told her she knew, that deep down inside she felt it, for she was connected to the earth.
All she had to do was look inside her to know what they would be dealing with and then and only then would she be able to help Buffy.
She closed her eyes, finding peace in her meditiations, she needed to know, the sooner the better, what kind of horrors they would have to face, and who might actually succum, or die fighting.
Nothing was coming to her, and in frustration she lay down and gave up for the night.
^ ^
(W)
"How is she?" Xander asked Buffy as they ate breakfast. It had become a morning tradition, Xander would show up and give them a ride in his new car to school, and instead of paying for gas they cooked him breakfast.
"She's... tired. It's Willow, a calm and distant one though. I don't know if it is just recent events, or if this is what it's going to be like forever now. Not that I'm complaining, a non evil Willow is a happy Willow, but, it's just..." Buffy said forking three pancakes onto Xander's plate as he watched her from above the paper he had out.
"She needs time, this is alot of stuff were expecting her to get through just like that." Xander said folding up the paper and placing it beside him before he picked up his fork and started his morning ritual of shoveling.
Buffy looked at her family sitting around the table. It had become so small so fast, her Mother, Giles Anya, Tara, and now Willow. She hated to admit it but she wished Spike was here too. How could she wish that? She hated herself sometimes for actually not being able to hurt him like he hurt her. She didn't know how to feel, how could you love someone you didn't even like?
"These pancakes are awesome Buff... what did you do different this time?" Xander said between mouthfuls.
"I didn't make them." Buffy said refilling his milk glass and sitting down. Xander's face went pale as he choked down the bite, and then smiled weakly.
"I made them!" Dawn finally piped up, carefully she had been avoiding the topic of Willow. She smiled at the sight of Xander's face shining with recognition.
"Why what a lucky man I am, two little ladies at home to take care of me."
"You wish Harris, just because you got that premotion doesn't mean that you can buy our love with car rides," Buffy said then added, "you have to do better then that."
"It's not easy being a working man, I always thought I would get to do to the whole I love Lucy thing, 'Lucy I'm home!' But now it's like 'Lucy? is anyone here?' and if I'm a good boy, she will be on T.V. so I can fall alseep." Xander said picking up the dishes and put them in the dishwasher.
"Do you want to go out for lunch together today Buff? Maybe it can go towards my tab of the abundant things I owe?" He said smiling.
"Thanks sweetie, but I don't think I can, I'm swamped in case files and other things." Buffy said not looking him in the eye. However she saw his smile fade from her vantage point and waited for his persuations.
"Buffy, why do you care? The guy tried to rape you! Why do you care if he's ok or not?" Xander whispered feircely, trying not to get Dawn's attention.
"Xander I can't keep having these conversations with you. I have told you many times." She said walking away from him.
"Then tell me again!" Xander said when Dawn was out of ear range.
"Because, he's changed."
"I can hardly say the loss of your sanity is a change for the better Buffy."
"You don't understand Xander and you never will," Buffy said angirly, not understanding why she had to explain herself to him. "And that's why you and Anya will never work things out." She added hoping it would shut him up.
Xander looked taken back and his eyes narrowed. She had hurt him and of course now she regretted it, but she wasn't going to apologize.
"Are you guys ready to go to school?" He called to Dawn, never wavering his look at Buffy, until then.
"I'm ready!" Dawn called happily from the door and they both exited after her, letting her talk so that she would fill the awkward silence.