Title: Two wishes
Author: Joyce
E-mail: funxx18@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Joss owns all the people used in this story. I only own the idea for
this story.
Summary: Buffy gets a chance to change the outcome of her life.
This takes place in season six. After the first time Buffy and Spike had
sex. So spoilers are up until that point. Oh, and just so you know, this is a
Buffy/Xander story. Since that is the couple I keep cheering for. Of course it's
cheering against hope... But who knows, maybe Joss will wake up someday. Soon.
Also, thank you for the kind reviews after my first story. I will remember the
good advice I was given. First of all, I will never use the word 'plaster' again
in a story ! Except for now in this note. Second, I will try to make this story
a bit less fluffy. Off course, I get a bit carried away at times, but I will
still try... Oke, on with the fic.
Chapter 1
Making the right wishes
Sunnydale CA. Buffy's house. (11.00 A.M)
Buffy just got out of the shower. Trying to scrub away the feeling of Spike on
her skin. Of course she had no such luck. She could still feel him on every part
of her body. And the bruises and marks she had all over her body didn't make it
easy to forget either. She looked at herself in the mirror, disgusted. She
couldn't believe she had done what she had done last night. And, as if to make
matters worse, not one time. No, she had done it a lot of times. With Spike. How
the hell did that happen... She just couldn't remember ever being at a lower
point in her life. Sighing, she finally got out of the shower.Going into her
room to get dressed. She was just finished with that when the doorbell rang.
Walking down the stairs she opened the door. To see a demon standing on her
doorstep. He was green, he had two little horns and he had on a very ugly suit.
He was also smiling at her.
'Hi, I'm Lorne and before you start hitting me, you should know something. I am
very tight with the LA gang. You know, Cordy, your ex-watcher Wesly, your
ex-lover Angel... I think you know the gang. And by the by, Angel was right. You
are pretty. Can I come in ?'
Before Buffy could say anything back he stepped into her house. Making himself
comfortable in one of the chairs in the livingroom. He looked around.
'I like what you done with this place. Nice decorating. It looks homey.'
She kept staring at him. He was beginning to get uncomfortable.
'You're not very willing to talk, are you. Of course I wouldn't be either,
having just spend the night having sex with a thing I loaded, but really....that
doesn't give you an excuse to ignore your guests. Especially, considering I came
all the way from LA for you.'
She finally found her voice. 'Oke..ehhh...Lorne. WHO THE HELL ARE YOU ? And how
come you know about me and... how come you know what I did last night ?'
'It's my job to know these things. And The Powers That Be told me last night
that you were at the lowest point of your life. I mean, c'mon, I've never met
this Spike guy, but Angel doensn't think he's a swell guy. Really honey, what
were you thinking ?
She blushed. 'I wasn't thinking. Are you happy now. I was being a stupid,
unthinking slayer. But you still haven't told me why you're here. And what does
this has to do with the Powers That Be ?'
'Well, as you might have picked up on, I'm a demon. But a good one. I have a
club in LA. It's nice, you should see it some time. Anyway, I let people sing on
stage and I'm able to sort of read them when they sing. But, once a year I get
called by the Powers.'
'For what ?'
'To help a human sort out life. You see, some times people get themselves in a
mess. Most of the time they're able to get out of it alone. Or with the help of
friends. But, there are also cases in which the human doesn't solve it himself.
He just isn't able too. So, once a year I get to help a person sort out the mess
they have made. And lucky you, you won the jackpot this time.'
'So... you're here to help me figure out my life. Make it better ?'
'Yeah, that's it, honey. You get to have two wishes. And I will make sure your
wishes come true. Just one catch. I can't send you back to the heaven you came
from and I can't raise the dead.'
'So I get two wishes, but I can't go back to the place where I was happiest and
I can't have my mom back. Then, really, what's the point ?'
'The point is that you need to be happy in this world again. And, well, you are
the slayer. You being unhappy doesn't make you better at your job. And since the
world often depends on you, the Powers found it wise to help you this year.'
'You can take your wishes and go. I don't need help.'
'First of all, you don't have a choice in the matter. To make sure you make the
wishes the Powers have Dawn and Willow at the moment. They're not hurt, but
don't think they won't hurt them if you decide not to make the wishes. And
second of all, you don't need help? C'mon honey, I've seen corpes happier.'
Buffy looked at the demon with rage. 'You have Dawn and Willow ? Holding them
hostage ? How can you stand there and pretend that you're good. That doesn't
sound good to me.'
'I know, and believe me, that wasn't my idea. But the Powers felt you needed a
bit of persuasion. They were afraid that you wouldn't do it otherwise. But, like
I said before, they are not hurt. And once you make the wishes they won't even
remember being taken as hostages.'
'How do I know if your telling the truth ?'
Lorne snapped his fingers and a screen appeared. Floating in the middle of the
living room. On the screen was a white room, and in the middle of the room where
Willow and Dawn. Both on a bed, asleep.
'You see, they haven't hurt them. Now, please make the wishes. Because if you
don't, then they will hurt them and I will feel guilty and that affects my
voice. And I need to sing. C'mon honey, help them, me and yourself.'
Buffy still looked angry and kept staring at the screen for a long time. 'Fine,
I'll make the dam wishes.'
Lorne looked relieved. 'Oh, one more thing. The wishes have to revolve around
you or people in your life. So you can't get off easy and wish for world peace
or something.'
Buffy sighed. A bit dissapointed that she couldn't get out of it the way she
wanted to. Then an idea formed in her mind. 'Alright. I have a wish.'
Lorne jumped up and down. 'Tell me, tell me. I wanna go home and back to my
club.'
Buffy took a deep breath. 'I wish that Spike wasn't in love with me.'
Lorne snapped his fingers, and on the screen Dawn disappeared out of the white
room. 'Done' he said. 'Now, tell me your second, so that we can release Willow
too.'
Buffy looked a bit confused. 'I don't know anything else.'
'Well, lucky for you I know a way to find out. I want you to sing.'
'Not again, c'mon I just did the musical thing. Why ?'
'When you sing I'm able to set your mind free. Meaning that all boundaries will
dissapear and only your true desires will be able to surface.'
Frustrated, Buffy started singing 'It's a wonderful world'. Just for the irony.
Meanwhile Lorne worked his magic. When she stopped singing he looked at her.
'Now just talk, your mind will tell you what it wants.'
She opened her mouth. 'I wish that Xander never met Anya.'
Lorne snapped his fingers again. Willow dissapeared out of the room. He turned
to the slayer. 'I'm gonna go now and you will fall into a peaceful sleep for the
rest of the day. Tomorrow, when you wake up, you'll still remember this and see
the impact of your wishes. It was nice meeting you sweetie. Sweet dreams.'
He walked out of the door, while Buffy was on the couch, sleeping.
Tbc...