Disclaimer: Joss owns Buffy. [Joss growls from backround, "All of it"].
And Spike.
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She tore at the earth, fingernails ripping and breaking, muscles aching, fingers
numbing from the ice cold rainwater. With a gasp of air, she dragged herself out of her
confinement and on to the slippery mud and grass. She collapsed on the ground, muddy
water seeping into her eyes, which caused them to tear. She laid there for awhile, gasping
air and choking on water every now and then. She stared through unfocused eyes,
mildly attempting to recognize her surroundings. When the burning in her muscles
subsided and her vision focused somewhat, she slowly pushed herself to the feet and
leaned on what seems to be this gray, chiseled rock next to her. There are black
scribbles on the front. Weird, fuzzy looking things they are. Maybe, just maybe they're
worms? She shuddered at the thought and made a bleching sound. She tested her
balance by pushing off of the wall and venturing a couple of testy steps forward. When
she didn't fall over, a relieved sigh escaped her lips. Looking up at the sky, she noticed
that the rain had stopped and the clouds were evaporating, stars beginning to peek out
shyly. She glanced around, scanning for a nearby crypt or something warm- ish looking
to spend the night. She spotted a rather large crypt twenty yards away and slowly made
her way to it.
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Giles was sitting in the Magick Box, viewing through texts to see if there were
any impending apocalypses to prepare for. He rubbed a hand over his eyes tiredly and
flipped to a random page. Glancing down at it, his eyes widened in shock. He shot up
and rushed to the phone, dialing a number, where, he knew everyone would be.
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The Buffy Bot hurried to the phone and answered it cheerfully, "Hello?" She
paused as she listened to the person on the other line. "Hi Giles." Pause. "Yes Willow is
here." Pause. "Okay, hold on." She left the phone at her ear and yelled as loudly as she
could, "WILLOW! IT'S GILES! HE WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!"
Willow scurried into the room and took the phone from Buffy Bot, smiling softly
When she could hear Giles wincing from the loudness of the Bots voice. "What's up,
Giles?" Her eyes widened, "What, really? Oh my Goddess! W-when? W- where?
Why?" She paused, her eyes darting around, eyebrows furrowed together. The others
had begun gathering in the kitchen and looked at her expectantly. "O-okay. I'll see you
soon." She looked at them with confused eyes, "G-Giles thinks that," she choked back a
sob. "That, that Bu-Buffy is going to be resurrected."
"Wait what?" Xander demanded. "I mean, it's not like I don't love Buffy, cause I
do. But, if she is coming back, something's got to be wrong. Some impending
apocalypse or something."
Anya chose this moment to speak up, "She could've been in some hell dimension
somewhere and the Powers That Be decided to give her a break."
"Y-you think that Buffy's in some hell dimension somewhere, being t- tortured?" Dawn stammered, tears threatening to spill.
"Oh, of course not sweetie," Tara cooed maternally. "But in order to be prepared
for what might happen, we need to be open to all suggestions. Just because it is a
possibility, it does not mean that it is what happened." She gently tilted Dawn's chin so
that Dawn was looking into her eyes. "Do you understand me, Dawn." Dawn nodded.
"Good." Tara let go of Dawn's chin and turned towards Willow. "Did Giles say why
exactly this is happening?"
"No, but he's heading over here now." The Scoobies proceeded to head into the
living room and sit on the couch and chairs, waiting as patiently as possible. A few
minutes later the door opened. Everyone jumped up, but sat back down when they saw it
was only Spike.
"Umm, Spike," Willow stated uncomfortably.
Spike froze, realizing the tone of her voice and he noticed the tears in Dawn's
eyes. "What?" he questioned. "What's wrong!" The Scoobies remained silent, glancing
at each other nervously. "For god sakes, tell me what the bloody hell is wrong!"
"Oh, for god sakes!" Anya exclaimed in annoyance after the Scoobies remained
silent. "Giles found some prophecy that says that Buffy is supposed to be resurrected.
There. I said what you all were afraid to." She smiled to herself in accomplishment.
"What?" Spike questioned. He began pacing and mumbling, "Oh sod it all to
buggerin' hell. Stupid prophecy and stupid job of slayer." He continued his quiet rants,
being watched warily by the others until Giles came bursting through the door.
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She tore at the earth, fingernails ripping and breaking, muscles aching, fingers
numbing from the ice cold rainwater. With a gasp of air, she dragged herself out of her
confinement and on to the slippery mud and grass. She collapsed on the ground, muddy
water seeping into her eyes, which caused them to tear. She laid there for awhile, gasping
air and choking on water every now and then. She stared through unfocused eyes,
mildly attempting to recognize her surroundings. When the burning in her muscles
subsided and her vision focused somewhat, she slowly pushed herself to the feet and
leaned on what seems to be this gray, chiseled rock next to her. There are black
scribbles on the front. Weird, fuzzy looking things they are. Maybe, just maybe they're
worms? She shuddered at the thought and made a bleching sound. She tested her
balance by pushing off of the wall and venturing a couple of testy steps forward. When
she didn't fall over, a relieved sigh escaped her lips. Looking up at the sky, she noticed
that the rain had stopped and the clouds were evaporating, stars beginning to peek out
shyly. She glanced around, scanning for a nearby crypt or something warm- ish looking
to spend the night. She spotted a rather large crypt twenty yards away and slowly made
her way to it.
@@@@@@
Giles was sitting in the Magick Box, viewing through texts to see if there were
any impending apocalypses to prepare for. He rubbed a hand over his eyes tiredly and
flipped to a random page. Glancing down at it, his eyes widened in shock. He shot up
and rushed to the phone, dialing a number, where, he knew everyone would be.
@@@@@@
The Buffy Bot hurried to the phone and answered it cheerfully, "Hello?" She
paused as she listened to the person on the other line. "Hi Giles." Pause. "Yes Willow is
here." Pause. "Okay, hold on." She left the phone at her ear and yelled as loudly as she
could, "WILLOW! IT'S GILES! HE WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!"
Willow scurried into the room and took the phone from Buffy Bot, smiling softly
When she could hear Giles wincing from the loudness of the Bots voice. "What's up,
Giles?" Her eyes widened, "What, really? Oh my Goddess! W-when? W- where?
Why?" She paused, her eyes darting around, eyebrows furrowed together. The others
had begun gathering in the kitchen and looked at her expectantly. "O-okay. I'll see you
soon." She looked at them with confused eyes, "G-Giles thinks that," she choked back a
sob. "That, that Bu-Buffy is going to be resurrected."
"Wait what?" Xander demanded. "I mean, it's not like I don't love Buffy, cause I
do. But, if she is coming back, something's got to be wrong. Some impending
apocalypse or something."
Anya chose this moment to speak up, "She could've been in some hell dimension
somewhere and the Powers That Be decided to give her a break."
"Y-you think that Buffy's in some hell dimension somewhere, being t- tortured?" Dawn stammered, tears threatening to spill.
"Oh, of course not sweetie," Tara cooed maternally. "But in order to be prepared
for what might happen, we need to be open to all suggestions. Just because it is a
possibility, it does not mean that it is what happened." She gently tilted Dawn's chin so
that Dawn was looking into her eyes. "Do you understand me, Dawn." Dawn nodded.
"Good." Tara let go of Dawn's chin and turned towards Willow. "Did Giles say why
exactly this is happening?"
"No, but he's heading over here now." The Scoobies proceeded to head into the
living room and sit on the couch and chairs, waiting as patiently as possible. A few
minutes later the door opened. Everyone jumped up, but sat back down when they saw it
was only Spike.
"Umm, Spike," Willow stated uncomfortably.
Spike froze, realizing the tone of her voice and he noticed the tears in Dawn's
eyes. "What?" he questioned. "What's wrong!" The Scoobies remained silent, glancing
at each other nervously. "For god sakes, tell me what the bloody hell is wrong!"
"Oh, for god sakes!" Anya exclaimed in annoyance after the Scoobies remained
silent. "Giles found some prophecy that says that Buffy is supposed to be resurrected.
There. I said what you all were afraid to." She smiled to herself in accomplishment.
"What?" Spike questioned. He began pacing and mumbling, "Oh sod it all to
buggerin' hell. Stupid prophecy and stupid job of slayer." He continued his quiet rants,
being watched warily by the others until Giles came bursting through the door.