Chapter 1
Buffy smiles as she watches the child play in the sand pit. 6 years had changed her to unrecognisable. With her short brown hair and her blue eyes and her well defined muscles, made her different from her 17 year old self. Looking after a 6 year old and made her look older then her 24 years, not many from her old life would recognise her now.
She sighed as she pondered how her life had changed in such a short time. The little brown hair brown eyed reminder was on her mind constantly. She still went out and slayed but she had managed to settle down and get a good job running fighting lessons at the local gym. She had a nice little 2 bedroom apartment which was near a primary school and only a short drive from the gym. She had got her life organised but lately she was longing for the family she left behind.
The child she watches turns and waves to make sure she is watching before turning back to the pile of sand. Buffy smiles again but her mind is elsewhere. She found a newspaper clipping yesterday which had shocked her. It was a photo of someone she had left behind, someone she missed so much that she had picked the phone up numerous times but always stopped. This someone was now dead and Buffy was pondering whether she would go to the funeral. Her first thought had been denial and then grief which turned to acceptance. A day and she had accepted her mother's death, the facts were all there. The funeral was in a week and Buffy had no idea what she was going to do. Her first instinct was to pack everything and jump in the car and drive to Sunnydale, but a part of her was saying think first.
She knew if she went she couldn't hide for long. She knew someone was bound to recognise her but the chances were slim if she hid her face. All these facts were building and she didn't know whether she should go with them.
Her mind was telling her it would destroy everything she had strived to achieve. Her heart was begging her to see her friends one last time.
In the end she knew she would follow her heart. After all it produced her daughter, Eliza Joy Summers O'Connor.
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Author note: So the question stands, do you guys like it? If you don't tell you, If you do I will post more chapters!