A Witch's Journal

Part 7: Kiss It And Make It Better


March 5, 2002

I think Xander is seeing that vengeance demon. I said some things. He said some things. Now he avoids me.

Buffy disappears for weeks.

I am still looking for a way to help Oz, but I took the wedding ring off.

I don't know what I would do without Tara. She is the only solid thing I have left. She is so special to me. She never wavers. Even though Kennedy - the new slayer in town out to make Buffy feel even worse - has a crush on her. Kennedy was called when Buffy died. Now there are two slayers. If the new slayer keeps up with the attitude, we'll be back to one.

I want to do something for Tara. I am not ready to be with anyone yet, but I want to give her something.

She doesn't know how wonderful she is. It's her awful family.


Happy Birthday, Baby

October 16, 1980

The old man spit to the side and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. The real-estate agent grimaced and stepped back.

"Oh, the Maclay house used to be there. But that was when I was a boy. I think they moved. I forget. Just as well. There was something not right with them folks."

The old man squinted at the empty space. It looked like he had spotted something there so the other man followed his gaze.

"They tore the house down, wasn't safe. The only thing to do, I guess. I remember it when there was still bits of blue paint sticking to the old siding. The yard was real overgrown. Sometimes a snake would come out of there. Now it's just a bare plot. Like there was never a house there at all."

The old man's watery eyes grew focused again as he shook his head.

"So what are they gonna build there? A Seven-Eleven?"


Whose Girlfriend Are You?

February 26, 2002

"Buffy isn't all that. If it wasn't for you she would be dead."

Kennedy looked at Willow, but Willow only stared up at the ceiling.

"Kennedy, don't."

"If I die, will you bring me back?"

"Is this your idea of pillow talk? Try not to die. Resurrections really take it out of me."

"My watcher said that I am the true slayer. The slayer line goes through me. Buffy is a dead end."

"She's a slayer and she's been through a lot."

"You always defend her. Whose girlfriend are you, anyway?"


March 5, 2002

Giles is in town again. He's still giving me the cold shoulder. I'm hoping he can at least reconnect with Buffy. But they seem so far apart now. Maybe if they had more time.

Giles is so cranky though. And it's like he always has his eye on the exit, plane ticket in his pocket. And Buffy is practically pushing him out the door. She doesn't want him around her. She thinks she's toxic. She's just unhappy. Giles is too.

I wish he had something to stay for.

If only Angelus hadn't emerged and killed Miss Calendar.


Two Birds With One Stone

January 20, 1998

Drusilla's minions held Angel in place as The Judge approached him slowly.

"Not him. He won't pass," Drusilla protested.

She tried to get in the way but when the Judge's hand came near to her she moved.

Angel struggled and got loose. But it took only one touch and Angel was in flames.

"And then there was one," Drucilla said as the flames still licked the air.

The ashes settled and Drucilla stared at them.

"It's not right. Count again. Someone's been pilfering."


Still the Same

January 20, 1998

Buffy had the old dream about the Master. She felt his tight grip holding her in place as he bit her. Feeling her life draining out of her, she thought they were a mirage, a last, happy thought. Her friends had arrived and the Master was interrupted. He let her fall to the ground. The Master had thrown off the others, only Angel still held out. She watched them helplessly, the blood loss weighing her down. Her paralysis had almost gotten Angel killed. She had rallied then and saved him. But in this dream she was too slow.

Buffy woke up alone in Angel's bed. She was cold. Her hair was still a little damp.

It had almost happened, they came so close. And now he was gone. She got up and went to look for him.


To be continued