Disclaimer: I own nothing because if I did, the Buffyverse would not be
totally screwed.
Spoilers: Anything and everything is fair game.
POST "CHOSEN" FIC
Feedback: Anything rolling inside your head, tell me about it.
Distribution: ASK FIRST!
Songs: All songs used throughout this fanfic belong to Michelle Branch.
AN: I know this is probably not what you think would have happened after "Chosen" but the idea wouldn't leave me alone. Any fanfic writer knows what that's like. Anyway, just go read it please.
POV: Buffy's point of view.
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Chapter Two: Maybe This Is Real
So, here I am again, on the road. No, before you think I'm a major superstar, no I'm not. Haven't thought much about that to be honest.
No, Giles and I finished in Chicago. He appointed someone to train any new Slayers they find. She was really nice, and ironically, her name was Kennedy. You remember the Potential Kennedy? Sorry, but she was a pain. Kinda glad Willow broke up with her.
Speaking of, we got a call from Willow halfway to Phoenix. She wanted us to come to LA and visit her on our way. And plus she's really psyched because Oz is coming back from over seas, where he's been since he left Sunnydale. Good for him. I liked them together, there was almost an innocent thing going on there.
Truth be told, I forced Giles to accept. I wanted to see my best friend. I wanted to go. Besides, I'm in serious need of new clothes. There's some great shops in LA.
Oh, and there's Angel. Yeah, ok, he was the first thing that hit my brain when I heard LA. Any surprises there? Didn't think so.
So we're heading into LA right now. I really can't wait to se Willow and meet Oz at the airport. Willow said we would all meet there.
~~~~~
We're at Willow's apartment. Me, Giles, Willow, and Oz.
Oz's still a musician. He's still monotone. He's still Oz. And I love him for that.
When Oz was tuning his guitar, Giles 'accidentally' let it slip I play also. I think he really likes the idea of me having an actual future now. Oz, for once, looked surprised.
Then I was the one surprised.
"Will you play something?"
Oz asked me that. Not Willow, who I would have guessed, would have, but Oz. I was speechless. Part of me wanted to turn him down, but the fact that it was Oz who asked, I couldn't.
"I- I," I stammered quietly. "I guess."
Oz handed me his guitar. It looked like Giles'. And again I started to play. But this time, it was different. A different tune, and a different song. Another poem I had written. A long time ago.
Turn it inside out so I can see The part of you that's drifting over me And when I wake you're never there But when I sleep you're everywhere You're everywhere
Just tell me how I got this far Just tell me why you're here and Who you are 'Cause every time I look You're never there And every time I sleep You're always there
'Cause you're everywhere to me And when I close my eyes it's you I see You're everything I know That makes me believe I'm not alone I'm not alone
I recognize the way you make me feel It's hard to think that You might not be real I sense it now the water's getting deep I try to wash the pain away from me Away from me
'Cause you're everywhere to me And when I close my eyes it's you I see You're everything I know That makes me believe I'm not alone I'm not alone
I am not alone
And when I touch your hand It's then I understand The beauty that's within It's now that we begin You always light my way I hope there never comes a day No matter where I go I always feel you so
'Cause you're everywhere to me And when I close my eyes it's you I see You're everything I know That makes me believe I'm not alone
'Cause you're everywhere to me And when I catch my breath It's you I breathe You're everything I know That makes me believe I'm not alone
You're in everything I see So tell me Do you see me?
I looked up from the guitar and glanced around the room. Giles looked shocked again. It's getting to be an almost normal look for him. It still wigs me that he can be shocked. Oz stares and smiles at me. Secretly. It's strange when Oz smiles that way. And Willow, well, Willow looks, I don't know what she looks like.
She looks excited. And worried. And calm. And hurt. She's totally mixed, and I really don't get it. She was always a mixed-feelings kind of girl, but still, this is a strange mix.
"That was cool," Oz said, breaking the silence. "Better than I've heard in a while."
"I just kind of play them," I said, shyly. Do you know how rare it is that Oz says something like that? Not often. "I don't even know what I'm gonna sing until, well, I sing."
"Do you have anymore?" Willow asked.
"Well, they were poems," I said, a little embarrassed. "I sort of, sing my poems."
"Ok, but do you have anymore?" Willow insisted.
"A couple," I replied. More like a million!
" 'Cause I know this club," Willow said. "It's reopening in a month and the owner's looking for an opening act. It's mostly a karioke bar, but he says since he's been out of business a while, he needs to attract attention. And I think he would love you!"
Oh WOW! Not going there! I'm not ready for an on-stage sort of thing.
"What's it called?" Giles asked.
"The club?" Willow asked. With a nod from Giles she continued. "Its called Caritas. Latin for, um, mercy, I think. Run by this demon named Lorne. He's a psychic. Reads your aura when you sing, it's cool."
"I'm not sure-" I try to put in, but no one's listening to me. Hey, this is my future you're planning!
"Yeah, He can even tell you if you're on the right path!" Willow said excitedly. "Like, if your supposed to be a police officer and you don't know it, he can tell you. He sees your future, and some of your past. At least that's what I've heard. I've never wanted to sing."
"Sounds really good," Giles agreed.
"I think," Oz jumped in. "I think we should let Buffy decide if she wants to first. I mean, it is her voice singing."
THANK YOU OZ!!!
"I don't know," I said quickly. "I'll check it, ok?"
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Read and Review please. I know this isn't the idea most people have for Buffy after "Chosen" but I repeat, the idea WOULD NOT LEAVE ME ALONE!!! grrr. Love me anyway?
The song in this chapter is "Everywhere" by Michelle Branch.
Spoilers: Anything and everything is fair game.
POST "CHOSEN" FIC
Feedback: Anything rolling inside your head, tell me about it.
Distribution: ASK FIRST!
Songs: All songs used throughout this fanfic belong to Michelle Branch.
AN: I know this is probably not what you think would have happened after "Chosen" but the idea wouldn't leave me alone. Any fanfic writer knows what that's like. Anyway, just go read it please.
POV: Buffy's point of view.
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Chapter Two: Maybe This Is Real
So, here I am again, on the road. No, before you think I'm a major superstar, no I'm not. Haven't thought much about that to be honest.
No, Giles and I finished in Chicago. He appointed someone to train any new Slayers they find. She was really nice, and ironically, her name was Kennedy. You remember the Potential Kennedy? Sorry, but she was a pain. Kinda glad Willow broke up with her.
Speaking of, we got a call from Willow halfway to Phoenix. She wanted us to come to LA and visit her on our way. And plus she's really psyched because Oz is coming back from over seas, where he's been since he left Sunnydale. Good for him. I liked them together, there was almost an innocent thing going on there.
Truth be told, I forced Giles to accept. I wanted to see my best friend. I wanted to go. Besides, I'm in serious need of new clothes. There's some great shops in LA.
Oh, and there's Angel. Yeah, ok, he was the first thing that hit my brain when I heard LA. Any surprises there? Didn't think so.
So we're heading into LA right now. I really can't wait to se Willow and meet Oz at the airport. Willow said we would all meet there.
~~~~~
We're at Willow's apartment. Me, Giles, Willow, and Oz.
Oz's still a musician. He's still monotone. He's still Oz. And I love him for that.
When Oz was tuning his guitar, Giles 'accidentally' let it slip I play also. I think he really likes the idea of me having an actual future now. Oz, for once, looked surprised.
Then I was the one surprised.
"Will you play something?"
Oz asked me that. Not Willow, who I would have guessed, would have, but Oz. I was speechless. Part of me wanted to turn him down, but the fact that it was Oz who asked, I couldn't.
"I- I," I stammered quietly. "I guess."
Oz handed me his guitar. It looked like Giles'. And again I started to play. But this time, it was different. A different tune, and a different song. Another poem I had written. A long time ago.
Turn it inside out so I can see The part of you that's drifting over me And when I wake you're never there But when I sleep you're everywhere You're everywhere
Just tell me how I got this far Just tell me why you're here and Who you are 'Cause every time I look You're never there And every time I sleep You're always there
'Cause you're everywhere to me And when I close my eyes it's you I see You're everything I know That makes me believe I'm not alone I'm not alone
I recognize the way you make me feel It's hard to think that You might not be real I sense it now the water's getting deep I try to wash the pain away from me Away from me
'Cause you're everywhere to me And when I close my eyes it's you I see You're everything I know That makes me believe I'm not alone I'm not alone
I am not alone
And when I touch your hand It's then I understand The beauty that's within It's now that we begin You always light my way I hope there never comes a day No matter where I go I always feel you so
'Cause you're everywhere to me And when I close my eyes it's you I see You're everything I know That makes me believe I'm not alone
'Cause you're everywhere to me And when I catch my breath It's you I breathe You're everything I know That makes me believe I'm not alone
You're in everything I see So tell me Do you see me?
I looked up from the guitar and glanced around the room. Giles looked shocked again. It's getting to be an almost normal look for him. It still wigs me that he can be shocked. Oz stares and smiles at me. Secretly. It's strange when Oz smiles that way. And Willow, well, Willow looks, I don't know what she looks like.
She looks excited. And worried. And calm. And hurt. She's totally mixed, and I really don't get it. She was always a mixed-feelings kind of girl, but still, this is a strange mix.
"That was cool," Oz said, breaking the silence. "Better than I've heard in a while."
"I just kind of play them," I said, shyly. Do you know how rare it is that Oz says something like that? Not often. "I don't even know what I'm gonna sing until, well, I sing."
"Do you have anymore?" Willow asked.
"Well, they were poems," I said, a little embarrassed. "I sort of, sing my poems."
"Ok, but do you have anymore?" Willow insisted.
"A couple," I replied. More like a million!
" 'Cause I know this club," Willow said. "It's reopening in a month and the owner's looking for an opening act. It's mostly a karioke bar, but he says since he's been out of business a while, he needs to attract attention. And I think he would love you!"
Oh WOW! Not going there! I'm not ready for an on-stage sort of thing.
"What's it called?" Giles asked.
"The club?" Willow asked. With a nod from Giles she continued. "Its called Caritas. Latin for, um, mercy, I think. Run by this demon named Lorne. He's a psychic. Reads your aura when you sing, it's cool."
"I'm not sure-" I try to put in, but no one's listening to me. Hey, this is my future you're planning!
"Yeah, He can even tell you if you're on the right path!" Willow said excitedly. "Like, if your supposed to be a police officer and you don't know it, he can tell you. He sees your future, and some of your past. At least that's what I've heard. I've never wanted to sing."
"Sounds really good," Giles agreed.
"I think," Oz jumped in. "I think we should let Buffy decide if she wants to first. I mean, it is her voice singing."
THANK YOU OZ!!!
"I don't know," I said quickly. "I'll check it, ok?"
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Read and Review please. I know this isn't the idea most people have for Buffy after "Chosen" but I repeat, the idea WOULD NOT LEAVE ME ALONE!!! grrr. Love me anyway?
The song in this chapter is "Everywhere" by Michelle Branch.