DISCLAIMER: All characters of the Buffy Universe belong to Joss Whedon.
TIME: An Alternate Version of the aftermath of Season 6, Episode - "ENTROPY"
RATING: PG-13
PAIRING: Spike/Anya

COME WHAT MAY

A Fanfic by Jasmine Cora

2 -"CAN WE JUST TALK?"

The next day came.

Buffy decided to sleep the day in. After speaking with Dawnie about her and Spike ... she really wasn't in the mood to talk anymore ... or to face anyone. Especially Zander. Especially Spike. Zander decided to fix his frustration with distraction. This meaning scheduling his work hours for all day at the construction site so to keep away from everyone on the matter ... including Anya. The thoughts still shakened him a bit, and he tried his best to forget it all.

Willow was watching after Dawn while Buffy slept. Will had found herself in the middle of all this, really not sure what to think. Dawn just finished eating breakfast and made her way into the dining room, where Willow sat with her dandy little laptop.

"She won't come down ..." Dawn remarked.

"Yeah ... I know. We should just let her rest. She'll ... resurface when she's ready." Will answered back.

Dawn nodded her head in agreement and let out a soft sigh. "What do you think, Will? I mean ... who do we get angry at?" Dawn asked, still a little confused. Willow stopped typing as she placed her hands in her lap, not sure of what to think. "I-I dunno ... Dawnie. Its ... its all just very messed up. I mean ... Zander left Anya at the alter ... bad point for him. Buffy kept Spike and her ...um ... involment together a secret ... bad point for the slayer."

"Anya had sex with Spike ... bad point on her right?"

Willow stayed quiet a moment. "I guess ... but, she was dumped ... and she and Zander weren't involved anymore. So ... its really not her fault, although she shouldn't just do that to get over something ... and Spike ... well, I don't know where to start with him."

"I wish we all could just make up and have it like it used to be."

Willow smiled. Dawn's innocence, or what she had left was always a breath of fresh air. She knew and understood what Dawn meant. She wanted everything back as it was ... she wanted Tara back with Willow. Trying to get thoughts of Tara out of her head, Willow tried to reply back to Dawn's comment. "Dawnie ... we all weren't exactly Brady Bunch material in the first place." she replied. Dawn laughed. "Yea I know but ... we weren't this dysfunctional." Willow laughed. Suddenly, they both heard a car horn. Willow was knocked out of her daze for a moment. "Oh, that's Janice!" Dawn replied. She quickly got up and began walking for the door. Willow followed closley behind. "You'll be back by dinner, right? And no replays of Halloween night, alright?" Willow replied very motherly. Dawn laughed. "I know I know! Jeez, will you guys ever let me forget that! We're just going shopping! I'll see you later, Willow!" she sweetly chimed. Giving Willow a quick hug, Dawn soon bolted out the door and towards Janice's mom's car. Willow watched as the car drove out of sight.

Willow stood on the porch before she realized Anya was sitting on the bench next to her. Willow jumped momentarily as she looked at Anya. She just sat there as if in a catatonic state, staring at where the car was before it drove off. Willow was left in an akward position, yet she tried to make it as un-akward as possible.

"Hey ... Anya. H-How long have you been sitting there?"

"Just for a few moments. I teleported here just as Dawnie left."

Willow's eyes lit up a bit. Teleported? She thought to herself. Willow knew that could only mean one thing. Anya's back to being a vengence demon, Willow finally concluded. Not that she could blame her ... after all she's been through. Willow walked towards her more as she noticed that Anya had been tearing a bit. "How are you feeling?" Willow asked.

"

I know you know, Willow. Everyone does. Zander ... he's-"

"At work. At the construction site for the whole day."

"Of course ... to avoid me."

Anya turned to Willow, for the first time with pleading eyes. Her eyes seemed to beckon for a friend. Willow smiled towards Anya, feeling her pain. "I know we don't talk ... we've just never been best of friends but ... I'm confused ... and hurt ... and since you've latley had someone walk out on you, I thought we could identify together."

Willow's smle faded. Thanks Anya, Willow thought to herself. Anya never failed to be so blunt and honest ... that was just who she was. Willow tried to forget about it and attempted to push the matter further. "Identify how ... Anya?" Willow replied, a little confused. Anya began getting frustrated. She wasn't this human. She didn't know how to put feelings in words correctly or how to ask for help about how she felt. It frustrated and upset her. She stood suddenly and shook her hands in the air. "I don't get it! I don't get it ... I don't understand it! I don't like it! Why do we feel this way ... why? WHY SHOULD I FEEL GUILTY?" Anya suddenly proclaimed.

Willow reached out to Anya and grabbed her wrists to calm her down. "Sshhh ... relax Anya." Willow replied. Anya took a deep breath and looked into Willow's eyes. "I don't know what to do ... I don't know what to do with these feelings ... its like when Ms. Summers died ... I don't know what to feel!" Anya cried, almost tearing up again. Willow helped wipe a tear away and smiled towards Anya. "Its okay, Anya ... really ... its going to be okay." Willow replied.

"Can we just talk? Please ... I need someone who will listen ..."

Willow smiled and nodded. "Come on. Come inside and we'll talk."