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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 Two
*1 Week Later *
Monday.
" I gotta go dawn. I'll see you later for dinner." Exclaimed Buffy summers as she rushed out the door. She had a busy day today having to go buy paint for her gallery and setting up for the art show she was putting up in a few weeks time. Quickly walking by the different streets and bumping into numerous people, Buffy couldn't help but feel as if she had been in New York for a long time instead of the one week she had been there. Finally she reached the paint store and bought the paint she needed. She would be painting her gallery by herself. After purchasing the place where she was putting her gallery, and hiring workmen to fix the place up, she was a bit strapped for cash so she decided she could just do the extra things such as painting by herself. Okay, so maybe not entirely b herself. Dawn would drop by whenever she could after rehearsals for the play she was working on. Willow would help as well. Yes, Willow was living in New York now. She owned a bookstore a few blocks away.
Buffy decided to get started in painting the wall and by lunchtime she was exhausted. She decided to stop, take a break and get some lunch at a hotdog stand she had spotted while walking to the gallery that morning. She bought herself a hotdog and a soda and went back to the gallery to eat it there. As she was walking back, she couldn't help but notice and be awed by all the buildings surrounding her. It's not as she had never seen any buildings before, LA had some pretty big ones, but it's not like she had gone to LA recently and also the buildings in New York was just so numerous and tall. One building especially caught her eye. She tried to count how many floors it was as was walking back to the gallery when. whoops. she bumped into someone and spilled her food at his clothes while dropped the briefcase he was holding and some papers flew out. Buffy crouched down to help him and when she stood back up and saw him, what she saw took her breath away.
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 Two
*1 Week Later *
Monday.
" I gotta go dawn. I'll see you later for dinner." Exclaimed Buffy summers as she rushed out the door. She had a busy day today having to go buy paint for her gallery and setting up for the art show she was putting up in a few weeks time. Quickly walking by the different streets and bumping into numerous people, Buffy couldn't help but feel as if she had been in New York for a long time instead of the one week she had been there. Finally she reached the paint store and bought the paint she needed. She would be painting her gallery by herself. After purchasing the place where she was putting her gallery, and hiring workmen to fix the place up, she was a bit strapped for cash so she decided she could just do the extra things such as painting by herself. Okay, so maybe not entirely b herself. Dawn would drop by whenever she could after rehearsals for the play she was working on. Willow would help as well. Yes, Willow was living in New York now. She owned a bookstore a few blocks away.
Buffy decided to get started in painting the wall and by lunchtime she was exhausted. She decided to stop, take a break and get some lunch at a hotdog stand she had spotted while walking to the gallery that morning. She bought herself a hotdog and a soda and went back to the gallery to eat it there. As she was walking back, she couldn't help but notice and be awed by all the buildings surrounding her. It's not as she had never seen any buildings before, LA had some pretty big ones, but it's not like she had gone to LA recently and also the buildings in New York was just so numerous and tall. One building especially caught her eye. She tried to count how many floors it was as was walking back to the gallery when. whoops. she bumped into someone and spilled her food at his clothes while dropped the briefcase he was holding and some papers flew out. Buffy crouched down to help him and when she stood back up and saw him, what she saw took her breath away.