The Long Path...

Disclaimer: All recognised characters belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy and not to me.

A/N: I know not many people will read my stuff, cause lets just say I suck, but thanks to all of you who think I am actually worthwhile and read this stuff! Sorry for the lack of updating! I promise I will have a new chapter by Sunday!

A red head sat alone at the bar. Her drink in hand. The label lay beside her and she picked it up looking it over for no reason at all. She was drinking her sadness away, something she wasn't known to do. Swigging the beer down she yelled to the bartender and he brought her another Rolling Rock. Gently she layed her head against the counter and choked back the tears she knew where going to come. Someone must have put some money in the jukebox for its started playing a slow song, an older slow song. But she liked the way the music sounded and found herself listening intently to the words.

There are places I remember

All my life, though some have changed

Some for ever, not for better

And some have gone, and some remained

Oh there are many places she remembers. From her childhood. From her "teenage-hood". From her adult hood. But mostly from her dreams. She hadn't always lived in Sunnydale Ca. No, she was actually born somewhere in Montana, although she didn't remember much from her 2 years there. Blue flowers and fields of corn passed through her mind. She smiled sweetly and laughed a bit. Never had she thought of anywhere as her home other than Sunnydale, though. And now its gone she thought the reality that everything she'd ever known being gone was actually sinking in. The beer that poared down her throat felt like the sweetest of all nectors and she downed yet her third bottle.

All these places had there moments

With lovers and friends that I still can recall

Some are dead and some are living

In my life, I loved them all

The years in high school had been the most precious times of her life. There was the times that she spent with Oz... Her mind drifted off to the loving warewolf and although the memories of him were happy as well as sad she couldn't help but smile. He was the love of her life, always would be, but she realized that not everything stayed the way they should. You grow, things happen. Thinking about all the friends she lost though brought her back to tears. First it had been Jesse, it had happened so quick. Would her life have changed if he were still with her? What is Amy wouldn't have turned into a rat? What would have happened if Tara were still alive? Her life was full of "what if's" and she knew she needn't dwell in these, for there were so many things that were great in her life. Xander was the one thought that entered her mind over and over again.

But of all these friends and lovers

Still no one, compares with you

And these memories loose their meaning,

When I think of love as something new

No one would ever compare to him and she knew it. There was just something about him. He was her everything, and she knew it sounded pathetic , but it was true. And she was one to tell the truth. When friends become lovers something happens between them..usually. She was so glad it hadn't happened to her and her best friend. Though the thought had crossed her mind in the past weeks to talk to him, she didn't have the guts. Then with everything that was happening, she put her personal thoughts on hold and concentrated on being there for "the team". Maybe that was her first mistake?

No I will never, ever loose affection

For people and things that went before

I'll often stop and think about them

In my life, I loved you more

Everyone hears what you say. Friends listen to what you say. Best friends listen to what you don't say. This was true of "her" Xander never once did she have to explain what she was feeling, he understood, he cared. He was the only friend who did so though, Buffy was into her own things most of the time. Too busy to take into concideration what Willow felt, most of the time. She understood why though. She knew she would never forget the people she had loved and lost, but she also knew she would most remember the one who had been there with her through everything. Tricking her mind into thinking that she'd loved someone else more was something she often did. Although in her heart she knew what she really felt, what she really loved. But then her mind drifted back to Oz...Could he have taken Xander's place those many years ago?

I know I'll never ever loose affection

For people and things that went before

I'll often stop to think about them

In my life, I loved you more

As the song came to an end a young man with dark hair and broad shoulders walked in. He spotted the red head and walked quickly to her. Her eyes closed she felt someone clamp her shoulder..."Oz..?" she whispered. The man spoke, he wouldn't let the thought of Oz take her away again, "No..Its me..." She knew who it was and she got up facing him. He grabbed her head and tilted it back. His mouth came down upon hers and she closed her eyes again, then opened them trying to make sure it wasn't only the beer talking...

It was reality and she knew it..

The last line of the song played as Willow and Xander walked out the bar door, leaving the unfinished bottle of beer sitting there..

In my life, I loved you more

End Note: Next Chapter will be about Cordelia