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CHAPTER 38: ANOTHER CHANCE
Back outside...just out of Sunnydale...
Willow stood very awkward next to Fred, who tried to support her during her explanation.
"So, there was no spell to weaken The First in the first place? And Christine met The Powers That Be, and knew she was the one that had to stop The First and die in the process?" Giles asked looking up at Willow. The redhead looked away and nodded her head.
"You knew this the whole time?" Kennedy asked a little accusingly. Willow looked at her with a pain filled expression as she opened her mouth, words failing her, as she looked aside, trying not to cry. Fred spoke for her.
"It was her dying wish to us, that we wouldn't tell...that it would only complicate things..." Fred tried to explain. Buffy looked at them all.
"It...it explains the way she was acting and the...the various things she said..." Buffy stated, looking up at them all, then down at her feet. Spike decided to remain silent, he started to suspect something a little while back, but it wasn't his place to say anything right now. Faith detangled her self from Kennedy, whose sobs died down a little.
"That night...she...she tried to say goodbye to me..." Faith muttered, more to herself then the others, as she looked up at Buffy. Faith could hear more sobs coming from Kennedy as she turned to her to see the younger brunette looking back at her.
"Me...me too...she..." Kennedy said barley getting the words out. Faith wrapped her arms back around her. Willow then staggered backwards, everyone looked at her.
"Willow?" Fred asked looking at her. Willow looked up at her with a face that was totally unreadable and staggered again as Fred reached for her.
"Willow, what's..." Buffy started looking at her friend and taking a step towards her. There was a glow coming off of the redhead. Willow looked around frightened as she felt something unspeakable, unknown, flow up her body from her backside. Reaching back into her pocket, where it all seemed to be coming from, the redhead pulled out the crystals that Christine had given her earlier.
Everyone stopped where they were and stared at Willow. The crystals in her hand were glowing. Shades of blue, purple, and green then burst into light beams around them as the redhead, frightened, not understanding what was going on let alone happening, dropped them to the ground...and time seemed to hold still...
An unknown place...
Christine opened her eyes and blinked, throwing her hand up to her neck. The amulet wasn't there. Instead, her shirt was there, still intact, not burned off and she touched her face feeling smooth skin, instead of burned skin. Was she dead? Light was everywhere. The Powers That Be, the little boy and girl, stood not too far away from her...smiling.
And that's when Christine noticed the few other people standing near them, also smiling at her. One whom she recognized from the pictures in the Summer's house. Then a flash of memories went through the potential as she looked at her, granting her to know who it was. Joyce Summers was smiling at her.
As Christine looked at the faces of the other people standing there, smiling at her, she got various images from them too. Like she was being told, with out words, who they were. And with that, came past times of Sunnydale.
Looking at a young woman, she saw many memories and found her to be Jenny Calendar. Looking at another, a Jamaican girl, Christine saw her to be Kendra, the vampire slayer before Faith. Christine also saw various potentials that lost to the big battle, smiling sadly at her. Looking at each person, who were all smiling at her, the potential saw that all of them had died there in Sunnydale. More people seemed to appear behind them all. All those who had lost their lives on the Hellmouth.
A young women, about Buffy's age, with long blonde hair caught Christine's eyes. She knew immediately who it was. She recognized her form a picture she once saw in Willow's room. Her smiled was bright and warming as Tara Maclay looked at her and stepped forward a little bit.
Seeing Tara, somehow made Christine more comfortable, more at ease, given her situation. All the people just stood, surrounded in light, smiling. "You did it," the little girl stated through a smile. Christine took her eyes off of Tara and looked at The Powers That Be.
"You have showed great courage," the little boy next to her stated as well. Christine just merely nodded at them, not really knowing what to say, she was so overwhelmed. Tara had made her way in front of the potential, drawing her attention.
"They're all thankful," Tara said, gesturing to all the people behind her. "We're all thankful," Tara added looking at Christine. The potential couldn't even describe how she felt at the moment as Tara looked at her.
"She wanted to be here, Christine...she really did...but she couldn't...so I am speaking on her behalf...that and you're most comfortable with me," Tara stated with warm eyes, trying to show care. The potential knew immediately who Tara was referring to...her Grandmother. Though her Grandmother never did die on the Hellmouth...but...seeing as Christine was dead...it made sense. And Christine wanted to see her, wanted to see her so badly...but understood what Tara was saying. And the potential also realized that Tara was right, she was comfortable with her, more then anyone else there. She guessed it was because of the kind of person Tara was. And she knew quite a bit about her, from what Willow had told her when they talked. Tara just seemed to have that affect on people Christine guessed. Making people feel welcome and warm. She could see why Willow had loved her so much.
Christine looked away for a moment and looked at all the people behind her. Then she looked back at Tara again, feeling overwhelmed as she felt a tear slide down her face. The potential lifted her hand up, a little surprised, and brushed it away. Tara smiled at her.
"Yes, you are able to cry here," Tara stated answering Christine's unspoken question. The potential just looked up at her and took a deep breath.
"She misses you," Christine stated, not really thinking. Tara smiled sadly at her.
"I know, I feel it everyday," Tara answered still holding eye contact with her. "And I wanted to thank you. To thank you for helping her move on...to open her heart to others...to someone else," Tara stated sadly. Christine looked at her and smiled.
"She still deeply loves you," she stated, feeling as thought she should reassure the blonde in front of her. Tara smiled.
"I know, just as I always will," Tara replied. Christine smiled, then notice the air around them seemed to get thicker as she looked around then back at Tara.
"We're running out of time," said the little girl, causing Christine to look at her in confusion as her and the little boy, The Powers That Be, stepped foreword. The potential then looked at Tara confused as the blonde stepped back away from her.
"You don't really belong here," Joyce Summers stated, also stepping foreword as Christine turned her eyes to look at her.
"It isn't really your time yet," Jenny Calendar announced stepping foreword as well.
"With the great power presented to you, you took it with courage," Kendra stated, stepping in line with the others. It seemed as though all the people behind all of them were somehow getting closer, as if something was about to happen.
Christine met eyes with a shorter boy who had stepped foreword as well. More memories of the boy's life flashed through her. "And with that power and courage, you took responsibility," Jonathan stated.
"And you did it with out turning back," Tara finished. Christine was speechless, what was going on?
"You have shown great strength," the little boy , one of The Powers That Be, stated looking at Christine. Again the air became heavy.
"And that is why we have chosen to send you back," the little girl said. Christine looked at her with surprise. She was also afraid. Go back?
"But but...the prophecy..." Christine merely gasped. She couldn't believe this, everything was spinning in her head.
"The prophecy has been fulfilled," the little boy stated. Christine shook her head, not really understanding it all. They really wanted to send her back? Back into a world full of pain? Back to the world that she just let go of? Back to the world that she just died in?
"We understand how you feel Christine. But with all of our power...with all of our connections, we can send you back..." Tara stated looking at Christine. They were willing to bend fate. They were willing to say thank you for what she had sacrificed and done. They were giving her a chance. A chance to change a prophecy. A chance to change a prophecy in which Christine was suppose to die and never return. A chance...to live again.
TBC....ouch! Ok, who threw the tomato at me?! lol! Jk jk jk. Sorry that this isn't that great of an update. You know I like to update this story every weekend, but I was really sick this weekend and I have a lot going on. You know me, never a dull moment. But I wanted to get this out to you guys, you're all so good to me! lol. I've noticed more reviews, thank you. That means a lot. Another reason why I got this part out. It's all for you guys. Sorry that it isn't as lengthy. But the end is coming up so I am spacing it out a little bit. That and I really didn't have the time to include more, sorry. And Jay, don't worry about getting to it, same stitch with me updating, we'll both get to it ;):), lol. I hope you liked this part, and thanks again for the reviews.
So...what the heck happened with Willow? What's going on with Christine? Is she going to get another chance?
Found out in the next episode of Something New, Something Blue....
Heheheheee, lol, sorry couldn't help it. BTW, all of you wondering what the heck this title has to do with the story: Something New, Something Blue actually is describing Christine and her arrival into the house. She was something new and she was kind of blue, lol, as dorky as that sounds. She had the whole jaded thing going on with Faith...I forget how the heck I came up with that title, other then that was what it described....thought I would explain that to you guys...