I've had to protect you all those years. All those years that has pasted me by as if I was nothing but a leaf blowing in the wind. You made my life worth living even though I knew you must leave before my time is up. Thing is you made such an impression on my life that you are someone that I will never forget. You changed me in many ways to were I was able to stand up to people I never could before.

You became more than a friend to me. You became apart of my daily life to where I was so used to you just walking into my house like you lived there. I never really had much family to give me support, but when I needed it you and the others were always there to back me up in my times of need. You took care of me when I didn't want it and treated me with the up most respect even though I was older than you.

I got to know you through the longest period of time. I never thought you would live so long and touch so many other people's lives. You deserve the best and more because you placed the world on your shoulders when no one else accepted that duty. Placing other people's lives in your hands, even though you didn't know who they were. You served your purpose to the world and then some.

You're not just the slayer, not just a friend, not just a big sister, not just a daughter, but a hero. You may never have seen it in your eyes, but in the eyes of other around you they saw you as somewhat of a hero. You took them under your wing and taught them to the best of your ability. You broke all the rules for them, your family, and me. Putting your heart above all else that in it self is worth more than words can say.

You hired the standards for those after you, even though you have seen many of them.

Showing the world that it can be done no matter what the consequence may be. No matter how big or how small the problem was you were there to fix it. We applaud you in your efforts to protect this world and the loved ones around you. Thing is you've earned it everything you've have done...you've earned.

He stood at the casket at the funeral. He couldn't believe it was finally her turn to leave this world and leave it up to the next generation of slayers. The tears rolled down his face as he bent down and kissed the casket for one last goodbye. Good-byes were the hardest thing for him to face in this world. Buffy had become more of a daughter to him and he never wanted her to truly leave him.

Now she was to be buried next to her mother. This time she would stay in the ground and not be forced out of her happy place that she would go to. It was time the scoobies moved on and let the slayer rest in peace.

"GILES! Come on you'll be late for your plane!" Willow called out to him.

He gave the casket one more look over. He was not happy for the time to be right now, but in a few months everything would be better. Buffy would be well known through each slayer. Her story would be pasted down to every generation that she may have died about three times during her reign, but each time she came back she fought harder than before.