Proof
Summary: It's 7 years after Season 6. Buffy's no longer the slayer and Spike has never come back. Sorry not so good with summaries. Author Notes: It would be great if you could feedback me. It's my very first fanfic so please be nice. Disclaimer: I own nothing except maybe a few original characters but they're pretty easy to spot.
Chapter One
Sunnydale, 2009
Slowly she looked around, looking to see if she had left anything, satisfied, she slowly closed the door to her home, mentally saying goodbye to all the memories it's walls kept. She, Buffy Summers, after lots of prodding by her sister, Dawn to move and live with her in New York was finally going to. Dawn was a theater actress now and Buffy had finally found a perfect place for her new art gallery. Yes, art gallery. Her mom would have been so proud if she could see. Since taking over the art gallery in Sunnydale after she had graduated from college, Buffy had manage to sell every single piece of art that could be sold at the gallery. It seems she had the knack for it all along. She had always thought about moving to a bigger city in order to have a wider range for her gallery but since Dawn was still in school then she couldn't do so. Plus she was still the chosen one then however since Faith's death, a new slayer had been called so Buffy realized that she was no longer needed. Now that Dawn was out of school and she was technically no longer the slayer she could finally move and what better place to then New York where Dawn was currently working as a struggling actress on off Broadway shows.
Loading the final boxes and bags into the car, Buffy couldn't help but feel a little sad. After all the years she had spent in Sunnydale, she was finally leaving it and going somewhere else. All the fun times she had with the Scooby gang, the multiple apocalypses they had managed to stop, the countless of vampires and demons she had slayed, the two times she died she would never forget it. Just like she has never forgotten a certain bleached vampire. Spike. She still thinks about him with great sadness. After he left seven years ago, he never came back so she still has never had the chance to tell him how she felt and still feels. Love.
Summary: It's 7 years after Season 6. Buffy's no longer the slayer and Spike has never come back. Sorry not so good with summaries. Author Notes: It would be great if you could feedback me. It's my very first fanfic so please be nice. Disclaimer: I own nothing except maybe a few original characters but they're pretty easy to spot.
Chapter One
Sunnydale, 2009
Slowly she looked around, looking to see if she had left anything, satisfied, she slowly closed the door to her home, mentally saying goodbye to all the memories it's walls kept. She, Buffy Summers, after lots of prodding by her sister, Dawn to move and live with her in New York was finally going to. Dawn was a theater actress now and Buffy had finally found a perfect place for her new art gallery. Yes, art gallery. Her mom would have been so proud if she could see. Since taking over the art gallery in Sunnydale after she had graduated from college, Buffy had manage to sell every single piece of art that could be sold at the gallery. It seems she had the knack for it all along. She had always thought about moving to a bigger city in order to have a wider range for her gallery but since Dawn was still in school then she couldn't do so. Plus she was still the chosen one then however since Faith's death, a new slayer had been called so Buffy realized that she was no longer needed. Now that Dawn was out of school and she was technically no longer the slayer she could finally move and what better place to then New York where Dawn was currently working as a struggling actress on off Broadway shows.
Loading the final boxes and bags into the car, Buffy couldn't help but feel a little sad. After all the years she had spent in Sunnydale, she was finally leaving it and going somewhere else. All the fun times she had with the Scooby gang, the multiple apocalypses they had managed to stop, the countless of vampires and demons she had slayed, the two times she died she would never forget it. Just like she has never forgotten a certain bleached vampire. Spike. She still thinks about him with great sadness. After he left seven years ago, he never came back so she still has never had the chance to tell him how she felt and still feels. Love.