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if you do, do you mind telling me? Thanks! Anyway, the story is complete,
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Scene 6 - In Sunnydale, at Buffy's house. Buffy sits at a desk in the living room. She is avoiding the kitchen where Ian and Dawn are located. Willow is standing by the window, looking out. She seems to be thinking.
"You okay, Will?" "Huh, yeah. I'm fine." "Liar. Seriously, are you okay?" "I'm just thinking. Do you realize it been over five years since we met? I would be dead if you hadn't moved here. A lot has changed. We have. When I was seventeen, all I wanted was to make good grades, be with Oz, and work on my witchcraft." "I wanted to not slay when I could, eventually get out of slaying, have a life, and..." "Be with Angel, right?" "Yes. He was my life. I've been thinking about calling him, you know. I mean, just because we are no longer together doesn't mean we aren't supposed to speak." "Maybe you should." "Well, that's a side note. What do you think about this Ian guy? "I like him. He seems to be a sort of rebel, but not too serious. I think he and Dawn make a cute couple. It's about time she found someone to love." "You don't think that they're... " "No, no. I think that they like each other very much."
Scene 7 – A scene on the street not identified. Spike sits on a bench, drinking out of a silver flask. He speaks to himself.
"No, no, Spike, stay away from me. You were only a distraction. I don't love you, I used you. Well, guess what Slayer, you'll figure out how much you need me. You'll come back, and you'll fall in my arms and say you'll love me forever. She will, you know." "Spike, you sulk over a woman who never truly loved you. Your soul makes you weak, child." "Go haunt the living, eh? You think I care. Well your wrong. So sod off."
Scene 8 - Back to L.A. Angel and Paige are in the back office room, sitting in chairs facing one another. He in leaning forward, wringing his hands together. She had her legs in the chair Indian-style.
"So, you need to speak with Buffy? What do you want with her?" "You seem pretty protective of the Slayer. Kind of weird. Since you're a vampire. I don't plan on hurting her. I've been doing research since I was called, and I found her name in something I was looking for." "Like what? What do you mean called?" "I was called because I am the new Slayer. I wanted to know why, and I found that Buffy Summers had died. I went into some records., found her school records, family records, death certificate, and birth certificate. I found she had a sister, Dawn. Paranormal research reveals her otherwise. Anyway, I searched back, found her father and mother. I figured it'd be best to talk to the mother. Then I found her death certificate. So, I tried to find the father, and the paper trail led me here." "Paige, why do care so much?" "Because, when I asked why I was called and was told the reason." "Yes?" "They told me they erased the Summers' family of me. They said that, because of my powers, my family could never know who I was." "You mean?" "Yes, Buffy Summers is my sister."
"Wow, as long as I knew Buffy, I never knew she had a sister. Then I found out about Dawn, and now you." "There's only one difference between Dawn and me." "You are Buffy's real sister?" "Even though Dawn is The Key, she is still Buffy's, my, real sister. The only difference is, I need help." "With what?" "Tell me how to get to Buffy." "I'll take you there." He sat back. "Okay, small problem. It is night. It will be morning by the time we get there. You'll be a pile of dust. I can't let that happen." "Don't worry. I will be fine. I just have to pack a few things. I am going to take Conner." He rises and begins to walk toward the door.
"How can you be okay?"
"Well, I'll drive until it is just time, then I'll climb in back. You
can drive, right?" "Theoretically, or legally?" She calls out over her shoulder. Angel doesn't reply.
Scene 6 - In Sunnydale, at Buffy's house. Buffy sits at a desk in the living room. She is avoiding the kitchen where Ian and Dawn are located. Willow is standing by the window, looking out. She seems to be thinking.
"You okay, Will?" "Huh, yeah. I'm fine." "Liar. Seriously, are you okay?" "I'm just thinking. Do you realize it been over five years since we met? I would be dead if you hadn't moved here. A lot has changed. We have. When I was seventeen, all I wanted was to make good grades, be with Oz, and work on my witchcraft." "I wanted to not slay when I could, eventually get out of slaying, have a life, and..." "Be with Angel, right?" "Yes. He was my life. I've been thinking about calling him, you know. I mean, just because we are no longer together doesn't mean we aren't supposed to speak." "Maybe you should." "Well, that's a side note. What do you think about this Ian guy? "I like him. He seems to be a sort of rebel, but not too serious. I think he and Dawn make a cute couple. It's about time she found someone to love." "You don't think that they're... " "No, no. I think that they like each other very much."
Scene 7 – A scene on the street not identified. Spike sits on a bench, drinking out of a silver flask. He speaks to himself.
"No, no, Spike, stay away from me. You were only a distraction. I don't love you, I used you. Well, guess what Slayer, you'll figure out how much you need me. You'll come back, and you'll fall in my arms and say you'll love me forever. She will, you know." "Spike, you sulk over a woman who never truly loved you. Your soul makes you weak, child." "Go haunt the living, eh? You think I care. Well your wrong. So sod off."
Scene 8 - Back to L.A. Angel and Paige are in the back office room, sitting in chairs facing one another. He in leaning forward, wringing his hands together. She had her legs in the chair Indian-style.
"So, you need to speak with Buffy? What do you want with her?" "You seem pretty protective of the Slayer. Kind of weird. Since you're a vampire. I don't plan on hurting her. I've been doing research since I was called, and I found her name in something I was looking for." "Like what? What do you mean called?" "I was called because I am the new Slayer. I wanted to know why, and I found that Buffy Summers had died. I went into some records., found her school records, family records, death certificate, and birth certificate. I found she had a sister, Dawn. Paranormal research reveals her otherwise. Anyway, I searched back, found her father and mother. I figured it'd be best to talk to the mother. Then I found her death certificate. So, I tried to find the father, and the paper trail led me here." "Paige, why do care so much?" "Because, when I asked why I was called and was told the reason." "Yes?" "They told me they erased the Summers' family of me. They said that, because of my powers, my family could never know who I was." "You mean?" "Yes, Buffy Summers is my sister."
"Wow, as long as I knew Buffy, I never knew she had a sister. Then I found out about Dawn, and now you." "There's only one difference between Dawn and me." "You are Buffy's real sister?" "Even though Dawn is The Key, she is still Buffy's, my, real sister. The only difference is, I need help." "With what?" "Tell me how to get to Buffy." "I'll take you there." He sat back. "Okay, small problem. It is night. It will be morning by the time we get there. You'll be a pile of dust. I can't let that happen." "Don't worry. I will be fine. I just have to pack a few things. I am going to take Conner." He rises and begins to walk toward the door.
"How can you be okay?"
"Well, I'll drive until it is just time, then I'll climb in back. You
can drive, right?" "Theoretically, or legally?" She calls out over her shoulder. Angel doesn't reply.