Title: Making Ends Meet
~*~*~*Summary - Set after "Chosen." Buffy misses Spike so the Scoobies try to open up a portal to bring him back, but instead it backfires and they, except Andrew and Buffy, are all sucked in to the dimension Spike is in. Having no money, no job, Buffy can't pay the rent so she and Andrew must move on to the street, and try to find a way to get her friends back.
~*Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters, except for the ones I might make up later on. Joss owns all the BTVS characters.
~Buffy and the Scoobies along with the Potentials climbed inside the dusty school bus after having their last look at what remained of Sunnydale, a huge crater. She slid into a brown leather seat beside Dawn. A tear trickled down Buffy's cheek. All the memories.
FLASHBACK:
"I'm Buffy, I'm new."
"Xander is, is me, hi'
"Well, um maybe I'll see you around, maybe at school, ha ha, since we both.go there."
"Great it was nice meeting you."
FLASHBACK:
"Ms. Summers?"
"Good call. Guess I'm the only new kid, huh."
"I'm Mr. Giles, the Librarian. I was told you were coming."
FLASHBACK:
"Um, hi Willow right?'
"Why, I.I mean hi, did you want me to move?"
"Why don't we start with hi I'm Buffy. Then let's go way directly into me asking you for a favour. It doesn't involve moving, but it does involve hanging out with me for a little while."
Buffy let out a sad laugh. That "Little While" turned out to be seven years. But her and her friends had made it. She turned her head to see Xander with his face in his hands. He was making exasperated noises. Buffy precociously got up out of the seat and sat down beside Xander. She put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Hey Xand, we made it." Buffy said trying to get a reaction other then crying out of him. Slowly he brought his head up to face hers. His eyes were red and puffy, and his face looked queasy.
"She didn't," he muttered.
"Huh?" Buffy asked quietly.
"Anya didn't," he said as though finding his voice.
"She.she.she's dead he said breaking down in sobs.
"I know. So is Spike, but we're a magical group of people. and mystical entities," she said gazing over at Dawn who was staring out the window watching the flat pebble that covered road go by in a hypnotic way. "Coming back for life beyond the grave does happen Xander. Take me for example." Xander let out a small laugh. "But we can't. have a funeral there's no body, Andrew said that she died saving his life." Xander sighed. "Speak of the nerd," Buffy said as Andrew came up from behind her with a pissed off look on his face.
"Hello Buffy, Xander. Sick Bay is ready for you now. Would you like me to beam you there, or are you fit enough to walk, Ms. Summers?"
"What the hell are you talking about Andrew?" Buffy said with her eyebrows furrowed.
Andrew gestured to the back of the bus where a group of injured potentials sat around with makeshift bandages. Andrew had somehow bent back one of the seats and made it as a somewhat usable hospital bed. A first aid kit lay open on it, and band-aids and disinfectants had been sorted by their brand names. There were even small price tags that had been made from the instruction sheet for the How-to-disinfect-wounds sheet. Undoubtedly the doing of Andrews. Buffy rolled her eyes.
"No, Andrew I can't walk, even though just an hour ago I was running across every roof in Sunnydale trying to get onto the bus. None the less having just been stabbed in the gut," said Buffy in a sarcastic tone.
"You really should see Doctor. um, I can't decide on a name. Be a dear Xander and tell me what sounds better, "Dr. Crusher", or "The Doctor."
"I like The Doc- I mean shut up Andrew."
"Not until Ms. Summers here pays me a visit. My patient's welfare are very important to me, and my crew."
"You know Andrew I like Dr. Leave me the hell alone or I'll chuck you off the bus, the best," said Buffy in a very agitated sound of voice. Andrew gripped the seat and scurried back to the back of the bus muttering insults in Klingon.
Just then Willow came over to them.
"Hey Xand, how ya doin?" asked Willow with a sympathetic bow of her head.
"Well, I'm not gonna go all homicidal on the bringer, but that's probably because he's already dead," said Xander with a small laugh trying to get their disconcerting faces to change. Willow frowned.
"Hey Wil. Where we headed?" said Buffy.
"Los Angeles, we need some help."
~*~*~*Summary - Set after "Chosen." Buffy misses Spike so the Scoobies try to open up a portal to bring him back, but instead it backfires and they, except Andrew and Buffy, are all sucked in to the dimension Spike is in. Having no money, no job, Buffy can't pay the rent so she and Andrew must move on to the street, and try to find a way to get her friends back.
~*Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters, except for the ones I might make up later on. Joss owns all the BTVS characters.
~Buffy and the Scoobies along with the Potentials climbed inside the dusty school bus after having their last look at what remained of Sunnydale, a huge crater. She slid into a brown leather seat beside Dawn. A tear trickled down Buffy's cheek. All the memories.
FLASHBACK:
"I'm Buffy, I'm new."
"Xander is, is me, hi'
"Well, um maybe I'll see you around, maybe at school, ha ha, since we both.go there."
"Great it was nice meeting you."
FLASHBACK:
"Ms. Summers?"
"Good call. Guess I'm the only new kid, huh."
"I'm Mr. Giles, the Librarian. I was told you were coming."
FLASHBACK:
"Um, hi Willow right?'
"Why, I.I mean hi, did you want me to move?"
"Why don't we start with hi I'm Buffy. Then let's go way directly into me asking you for a favour. It doesn't involve moving, but it does involve hanging out with me for a little while."
Buffy let out a sad laugh. That "Little While" turned out to be seven years. But her and her friends had made it. She turned her head to see Xander with his face in his hands. He was making exasperated noises. Buffy precociously got up out of the seat and sat down beside Xander. She put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Hey Xand, we made it." Buffy said trying to get a reaction other then crying out of him. Slowly he brought his head up to face hers. His eyes were red and puffy, and his face looked queasy.
"She didn't," he muttered.
"Huh?" Buffy asked quietly.
"Anya didn't," he said as though finding his voice.
"She.she.she's dead he said breaking down in sobs.
"I know. So is Spike, but we're a magical group of people. and mystical entities," she said gazing over at Dawn who was staring out the window watching the flat pebble that covered road go by in a hypnotic way. "Coming back for life beyond the grave does happen Xander. Take me for example." Xander let out a small laugh. "But we can't. have a funeral there's no body, Andrew said that she died saving his life." Xander sighed. "Speak of the nerd," Buffy said as Andrew came up from behind her with a pissed off look on his face.
"Hello Buffy, Xander. Sick Bay is ready for you now. Would you like me to beam you there, or are you fit enough to walk, Ms. Summers?"
"What the hell are you talking about Andrew?" Buffy said with her eyebrows furrowed.
Andrew gestured to the back of the bus where a group of injured potentials sat around with makeshift bandages. Andrew had somehow bent back one of the seats and made it as a somewhat usable hospital bed. A first aid kit lay open on it, and band-aids and disinfectants had been sorted by their brand names. There were even small price tags that had been made from the instruction sheet for the How-to-disinfect-wounds sheet. Undoubtedly the doing of Andrews. Buffy rolled her eyes.
"No, Andrew I can't walk, even though just an hour ago I was running across every roof in Sunnydale trying to get onto the bus. None the less having just been stabbed in the gut," said Buffy in a sarcastic tone.
"You really should see Doctor. um, I can't decide on a name. Be a dear Xander and tell me what sounds better, "Dr. Crusher", or "The Doctor."
"I like The Doc- I mean shut up Andrew."
"Not until Ms. Summers here pays me a visit. My patient's welfare are very important to me, and my crew."
"You know Andrew I like Dr. Leave me the hell alone or I'll chuck you off the bus, the best," said Buffy in a very agitated sound of voice. Andrew gripped the seat and scurried back to the back of the bus muttering insults in Klingon.
Just then Willow came over to them.
"Hey Xand, how ya doin?" asked Willow with a sympathetic bow of her head.
"Well, I'm not gonna go all homicidal on the bringer, but that's probably because he's already dead," said Xander with a small laugh trying to get their disconcerting faces to change. Willow frowned.
"Hey Wil. Where we headed?" said Buffy.
"Los Angeles, we need some help."