Perfect
Authors Note: This story takes place sometime after "Grave". Nothing from season 7 has occurred. One of my friends (Caitee ( ) helped me come up with this plot, and we were writing it together, but it has been neglected for a while, so I'm writing it myself. So.. Here we go!
(Prolouge)
"Willow?" Buffy asked tentatively, not knowing exactly what condition her friend was in at the moment, "You okay?"
Willow was sitting in the corner of the room that used to be Dawn's before... it... had happened.
"Giles," Willow started, then paused, taking a a deep breath, "Giles talked to his friend in England. He said that the power from the hellmouth is making me unstable, that I have to get out before I go over the edge again."
"Well, Willow.. You knew that. Remember? You were going to England.."
"Yeah. Well, I hadn't been expecting to hear that once I leave, I probably won't be able to come back."
"Will.. what? What do you mean?" Buffy asked, shocked.
"The hellmouth. If I come back, after spending time away, it will just throw me off again." Willow answered, heartbroken.
"Oh Willow!" Buffy exclaimed, hugging her dearest friend, "Willow, you have to go though, you know that right?"
Willow smiled through the tears that had started falling. "How did I know you would say that?"
"You know me well," Buffy laughed. "Don't worry Willow, I'll come visit you all the time! At least, when there's not an apocalypse."
Willow laughed. It was a sort of hollow empty laugh though. Leaving Sunnydale was going to break her heart even more than it always was. She couldn't just leave her friends.
But... things couldn't keep going the way they were. Everything was wrong. For Willow to stay, things would have to become perfect.
Willow smiled harder. She had an idea.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
In her mind, Willow knew that this probably wasn't a good idea. She had seen the result of this kind of spell before, both when Anya had granted Cordelia's wish and when she herself had tried to make Oz come back through her willpower alone, when she had tried to magic away Tara's memories of a fight. and also when she had made everyone forget who they were in an attempt to help her best friend. Obviously, those spells had not done anything to help the situations at hand. Willow knew it was hopeless
But in her heart, Willow truly thought it would help. Willow had always had a fragile heart, and where her friends were concerened, she would do anything to not have it broken. Which was precisely why she just had to try. She couldn't leave the friends she loved so dearly. She couldn't.
Even if it meant changing everything.
The red head crept into her room in the Summer's house, took out two candles, assorted herbs, and a book of spells, and went down to the living room to set up.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Everything is falling down. Crashing around me. Goddess, I implore you Fix it all Make it how it is supposed to be!*"
Willow's hair blew as if a strong wind was passing through the Summer's house. She started to breathe heavily, this spell was beginning to drain her energy as well as her power. Finally, it was done. A blinding flash of light rippled through the town, and farther out, affecting all of Willow's friends. Making them realize what their perfect life would be.
All they knew was one thing. They needed to be in Sunnydale.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A/N: I tried to make the spell in Greek, but I couldn't get the characters to work soooo... no cool Greek-iness.
So, That's chapter one. You like? I have a very exciting thing that I will plan on writing soon: It's known as chapter two! *Grins* This one's kinda short.. Sorry bout that..
Hehehe.. Hope you enjoy!
Authors Note: This story takes place sometime after "Grave". Nothing from season 7 has occurred. One of my friends (Caitee ( ) helped me come up with this plot, and we were writing it together, but it has been neglected for a while, so I'm writing it myself. So.. Here we go!
(Prolouge)
"Willow?" Buffy asked tentatively, not knowing exactly what condition her friend was in at the moment, "You okay?"
Willow was sitting in the corner of the room that used to be Dawn's before... it... had happened.
"Giles," Willow started, then paused, taking a a deep breath, "Giles talked to his friend in England. He said that the power from the hellmouth is making me unstable, that I have to get out before I go over the edge again."
"Well, Willow.. You knew that. Remember? You were going to England.."
"Yeah. Well, I hadn't been expecting to hear that once I leave, I probably won't be able to come back."
"Will.. what? What do you mean?" Buffy asked, shocked.
"The hellmouth. If I come back, after spending time away, it will just throw me off again." Willow answered, heartbroken.
"Oh Willow!" Buffy exclaimed, hugging her dearest friend, "Willow, you have to go though, you know that right?"
Willow smiled through the tears that had started falling. "How did I know you would say that?"
"You know me well," Buffy laughed. "Don't worry Willow, I'll come visit you all the time! At least, when there's not an apocalypse."
Willow laughed. It was a sort of hollow empty laugh though. Leaving Sunnydale was going to break her heart even more than it always was. She couldn't just leave her friends.
But... things couldn't keep going the way they were. Everything was wrong. For Willow to stay, things would have to become perfect.
Willow smiled harder. She had an idea.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
In her mind, Willow knew that this probably wasn't a good idea. She had seen the result of this kind of spell before, both when Anya had granted Cordelia's wish and when she herself had tried to make Oz come back through her willpower alone, when she had tried to magic away Tara's memories of a fight. and also when she had made everyone forget who they were in an attempt to help her best friend. Obviously, those spells had not done anything to help the situations at hand. Willow knew it was hopeless
But in her heart, Willow truly thought it would help. Willow had always had a fragile heart, and where her friends were concerened, she would do anything to not have it broken. Which was precisely why she just had to try. She couldn't leave the friends she loved so dearly. She couldn't.
Even if it meant changing everything.
The red head crept into her room in the Summer's house, took out two candles, assorted herbs, and a book of spells, and went down to the living room to set up.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Everything is falling down. Crashing around me. Goddess, I implore you Fix it all Make it how it is supposed to be!*"
Willow's hair blew as if a strong wind was passing through the Summer's house. She started to breathe heavily, this spell was beginning to drain her energy as well as her power. Finally, it was done. A blinding flash of light rippled through the town, and farther out, affecting all of Willow's friends. Making them realize what their perfect life would be.
All they knew was one thing. They needed to be in Sunnydale.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A/N: I tried to make the spell in Greek, but I couldn't get the characters to work soooo... no cool Greek-iness.
So, That's chapter one. You like? I have a very exciting thing that I will plan on writing soon: It's known as chapter two! *Grins* This one's kinda short.. Sorry bout that..
Hehehe.. Hope you enjoy!