Title: Alone, I Fear
Author: Sita
Summary: What would happen if Buffy awoke to a world where she wasn't the Slayer, yet still had the memories of being one, and her life in SunnyD. What would she do, and how far would she go in order to get her old life back? B/S
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Post-7.5 "Selfless" (Doesn't really have anything to do with the episode though)
Disclaimer: You think some guy named Joss Whedon owns Buffy?! Psssht! Yeah right! *sigh* Well...okay he does but I can pretend can't I? Or maybe I could just borrow Spike? (Oh, hehehe, forgot to mention, I own Prissy.)
AN: I think I confused you because I reversed words in chapter two (which I'm fixing) but Prissy IS the Slayer, for those of you who wanted to know who Prissy is. Sorry for the confusion!
Can't find where I am
Lying here
Alone I fear
Afraid of the dark
No one to claim
Alone again
~Avirl Lavigne
Chapter Four: Nothing I can do but wait
Time will tell what's on my mind,
Tears will flow until my eyes go blind.
Oh, I sing until I cry
'Cause that's my way to say goodbye.
We built castles in the air
And we watched the world out there
And now there's nothing I can do
But wait, I'll wait for you
~Christian Wunderlich
"Miss?" The sound of a voice nearby slowly pulled Buffy out of her dream-world. "Miss?"
She groaned, covering her hands with her head and attempting to lean her head back farther, only to come in contact with something hard. This startled her and she sat straight up, noticing she was still on the ground by the Bronze where she had been last night. She had fallen asleep here.
"Miss?" Someone was speaking to her, and she turned her head, gasping at who it was.
"Willow?"
"Do I know you?" The redhead asked, holding out her hand for Buffy to grab, to help the ex-Slayer to her feet.
Buffy looked sad as these words were uttered from Willow. No one seemed to know her anymore. She didn't have any friends. And, the only person who was familiar to her was her mom. And she was back in L.A.
"Um, no." Buffy answered Willow's question. "We, uh, we used to have classes together in High School-"
"Oh." Willow said. "Sorry. I don't remember."
"It's okay." Buffy replied, her eyes becoming watery. But, being the strong person that she is, she forced the tears back, looking Willow in the eyes.
"I found you here this morning and was wondering why you were out here alone." Willow said.
"I must of fallen asleep here. I didn't mean to." Buffy replied, pointing to her car which was parked not that far away from where she was. "My car's over there."
"Too much to drink?" Willow smiled slightly, jokingly.
"Too much emotional problems." Buffy replied, now above all, desperately missing the days when she could tell Willow anything. When Willow was her best friend.
"Ah," Willow smiled shyly. "I've been there myself. But, I don't remember falling asleep against a wall, outside none the less." Then Willow's voice suddenly took on a serious tone. "You know how dangerous it is around here, don't you?"
"Yeah. I know. I know. It was stupid of me to fall asleep here. I don't know how it happened. It just did." Buffy looked at Willow apologetically.Then she sighed, looking down before asking, "Do you know someone named Prissy?"
"Prissy Newton?" Willow asked. "Because she's my best friend."
"I don't know last names. Just that she has red hair, pale skin, and a sister named Dawn." Buffy answered, her eyes becoming watery again. And, she prayed that she wouldn't cry in front of Willow.
"That's the one." Willow smiled. "I've known her since High School."
Buffy turned towards Willow, "Than you know what she is. A Slayer." Buffy said, looking over at Willow.
"How did you know?" Willow asked Buffy suspiciously.
"No, it's nothing like that. I'm human." Buffy said, forcing a smile. "I-" She stopped talking before she could say anymore. "Can you do magick?"
Willow looked down gultily, "I don't know. Last year I had a problem-"
"I know." Buffy said quickly. "And I'm sorry. But, what if it's white magick? And, one simple, easy spell?"
Willow looked at Buffy, "You promise?"
"I do."
"Then come with me."
****
Buffy followed Willow into a magick shop she had known rather well in her teenage years. Since, apparently Willow had gone on the same black magick rampage, the Magick Box wouldn't be open. So, this was their only choice.
The bell tinkled above them as the two entered, and Buffy wished it was the old days. She wished this was her own world. God, how she wished.
"So what kind of spell do you need me to do?" Willow asked, looking over at Buffy. Yet, there was a nervous tone to her voice.
"I need you to do a spell to see if we are all under a spell. I mean this town. This world. Expect me." Buffy answered, truthfully.
"Huh?" Willow asked. "All of us under a spell expect you?"
"Please?" Buffy said, her voice almost reaching a begging tone. "I need this."
Willow nodded, going to search the shelf's for the right components of the spell, as Buffy waited by the counter. A few minutes later, Willow returned, checking out in a hurry as she ushered Buffy out of the store.
"I think we can do it back here." She pointed to an alleyway. "It'll only take a sec."
Buffy nodded, and joined hands with Willow when the red-haired witch asked her too. And, the spell was over in a matter of minutes. All the while, Buffy waiting eagerly for the results.
"No." The words came out of Willow's quickly, startling Buffy.
"No?"
"The world's not under a spell." Willow answered, standing up and brushing her jeans off.
Buffy looked at the red-haired witch confused. How could this be? Wouldn't the world be under a spell? You can't JUST wake up one morning and everything be different. Stuff like that JUST didn't happen. IT had to be a spell. Because if it wasn't, what was it?
Buffy stood up, "Are you sure?" She couldn't keep her voice from quivering.
"Yeah." Willow asked, placing a comforting hand on Buffy's shoulder. "Are you okay?"
"I don't know." Buffy's voice cracked at this, and she walked away from the redhead quickly, fearing that her life would never be the same again.
****
What do you do when you feel totally and utterly alone? When no one knows you? When no one loves you?
Buffy sighed at these thoughts, watching as the night breeze moved the swing back and forth, making the scene look almost eerie.
And, the young girl sighed, as the tears came. And, she let out a giant sob. She had been crying more in the last few days than she had in the last few months. Everything was just so confusing. So heartbreaking.
And Buffy held herself as she cried herself to sleep.
****
He felt as if he knew her from somewhere. Whenever he was around her, he felt like that. Yet, he also felt overwhelmed with emotion around her. And, the bleached-blonde vampire couldn't help but wonder:
Who was this girl?
TBC....
Author: Sita
Summary: What would happen if Buffy awoke to a world where she wasn't the Slayer, yet still had the memories of being one, and her life in SunnyD. What would she do, and how far would she go in order to get her old life back? B/S
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Post-7.5 "Selfless" (Doesn't really have anything to do with the episode though)
Disclaimer: You think some guy named Joss Whedon owns Buffy?! Psssht! Yeah right! *sigh* Well...okay he does but I can pretend can't I? Or maybe I could just borrow Spike? (Oh, hehehe, forgot to mention, I own Prissy.)
AN: I think I confused you because I reversed words in chapter two (which I'm fixing) but Prissy IS the Slayer, for those of you who wanted to know who Prissy is. Sorry for the confusion!
Can't find where I am
Lying here
Alone I fear
Afraid of the dark
No one to claim
Alone again
~Avirl Lavigne
Chapter Four: Nothing I can do but wait
Time will tell what's on my mind,
Tears will flow until my eyes go blind.
Oh, I sing until I cry
'Cause that's my way to say goodbye.
We built castles in the air
And we watched the world out there
And now there's nothing I can do
But wait, I'll wait for you
~Christian Wunderlich
"Miss?" The sound of a voice nearby slowly pulled Buffy out of her dream-world. "Miss?"
She groaned, covering her hands with her head and attempting to lean her head back farther, only to come in contact with something hard. This startled her and she sat straight up, noticing she was still on the ground by the Bronze where she had been last night. She had fallen asleep here.
"Miss?" Someone was speaking to her, and she turned her head, gasping at who it was.
"Willow?"
"Do I know you?" The redhead asked, holding out her hand for Buffy to grab, to help the ex-Slayer to her feet.
Buffy looked sad as these words were uttered from Willow. No one seemed to know her anymore. She didn't have any friends. And, the only person who was familiar to her was her mom. And she was back in L.A.
"Um, no." Buffy answered Willow's question. "We, uh, we used to have classes together in High School-"
"Oh." Willow said. "Sorry. I don't remember."
"It's okay." Buffy replied, her eyes becoming watery. But, being the strong person that she is, she forced the tears back, looking Willow in the eyes.
"I found you here this morning and was wondering why you were out here alone." Willow said.
"I must of fallen asleep here. I didn't mean to." Buffy replied, pointing to her car which was parked not that far away from where she was. "My car's over there."
"Too much to drink?" Willow smiled slightly, jokingly.
"Too much emotional problems." Buffy replied, now above all, desperately missing the days when she could tell Willow anything. When Willow was her best friend.
"Ah," Willow smiled shyly. "I've been there myself. But, I don't remember falling asleep against a wall, outside none the less." Then Willow's voice suddenly took on a serious tone. "You know how dangerous it is around here, don't you?"
"Yeah. I know. I know. It was stupid of me to fall asleep here. I don't know how it happened. It just did." Buffy looked at Willow apologetically.Then she sighed, looking down before asking, "Do you know someone named Prissy?"
"Prissy Newton?" Willow asked. "Because she's my best friend."
"I don't know last names. Just that she has red hair, pale skin, and a sister named Dawn." Buffy answered, her eyes becoming watery again. And, she prayed that she wouldn't cry in front of Willow.
"That's the one." Willow smiled. "I've known her since High School."
Buffy turned towards Willow, "Than you know what she is. A Slayer." Buffy said, looking over at Willow.
"How did you know?" Willow asked Buffy suspiciously.
"No, it's nothing like that. I'm human." Buffy said, forcing a smile. "I-" She stopped talking before she could say anymore. "Can you do magick?"
Willow looked down gultily, "I don't know. Last year I had a problem-"
"I know." Buffy said quickly. "And I'm sorry. But, what if it's white magick? And, one simple, easy spell?"
Willow looked at Buffy, "You promise?"
"I do."
"Then come with me."
****
Buffy followed Willow into a magick shop she had known rather well in her teenage years. Since, apparently Willow had gone on the same black magick rampage, the Magick Box wouldn't be open. So, this was their only choice.
The bell tinkled above them as the two entered, and Buffy wished it was the old days. She wished this was her own world. God, how she wished.
"So what kind of spell do you need me to do?" Willow asked, looking over at Buffy. Yet, there was a nervous tone to her voice.
"I need you to do a spell to see if we are all under a spell. I mean this town. This world. Expect me." Buffy answered, truthfully.
"Huh?" Willow asked. "All of us under a spell expect you?"
"Please?" Buffy said, her voice almost reaching a begging tone. "I need this."
Willow nodded, going to search the shelf's for the right components of the spell, as Buffy waited by the counter. A few minutes later, Willow returned, checking out in a hurry as she ushered Buffy out of the store.
"I think we can do it back here." She pointed to an alleyway. "It'll only take a sec."
Buffy nodded, and joined hands with Willow when the red-haired witch asked her too. And, the spell was over in a matter of minutes. All the while, Buffy waiting eagerly for the results.
"No." The words came out of Willow's quickly, startling Buffy.
"No?"
"The world's not under a spell." Willow answered, standing up and brushing her jeans off.
Buffy looked at the red-haired witch confused. How could this be? Wouldn't the world be under a spell? You can't JUST wake up one morning and everything be different. Stuff like that JUST didn't happen. IT had to be a spell. Because if it wasn't, what was it?
Buffy stood up, "Are you sure?" She couldn't keep her voice from quivering.
"Yeah." Willow asked, placing a comforting hand on Buffy's shoulder. "Are you okay?"
"I don't know." Buffy's voice cracked at this, and she walked away from the redhead quickly, fearing that her life would never be the same again.
****
What do you do when you feel totally and utterly alone? When no one knows you? When no one loves you?
Buffy sighed at these thoughts, watching as the night breeze moved the swing back and forth, making the scene look almost eerie.
And, the young girl sighed, as the tears came. And, she let out a giant sob. She had been crying more in the last few days than she had in the last few months. Everything was just so confusing. So heartbreaking.
And Buffy held herself as she cried herself to sleep.
****
He felt as if he knew her from somewhere. Whenever he was around her, he felt like that. Yet, he also felt overwhelmed with emotion around her. And, the bleached-blonde vampire couldn't help but wonder:
Who was this girl?
TBC....