What I Never Did
By Sammi
"A few years ago, we had the same problem, Ashlee" A tall man said standing over her "A slayer killed someone…" He said as he cuffed her
"Yeah, I know…Faith. But see? I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING" Ashlee shouted attempting to brake the chains holding to the large armored car.
"Oh, yes, Ashlee. You did. There were at least 10 people who saw you kill Martin Gregory."
"I wasn't even there, Marshall!" Ashlee said huffing and sitting back against the wall
"Ashlee! Listen to me! You killed someone. An innocent, no less!. You will die unless you confess!" Marshall exclaimed
"I can't confess to not committing a crime" Ashlee paused and the watcher cleaned his glasses "Where are we going anyway?"
"London, to the new Watchers Council…. Miss Summers and the others will judge and sentence you" He replied, annoyed with her foolish questions
"Well, you're arealprince aren't you? You would send your own slayer to her death, rather then believe her" Ashlee said in the same annoyed tone
"Only if she indeed committed the crime. And you, Ashlee Coppola, most defiantly committed the crime"
"Oh, I wasn't talking about me, Marshall. I was speaking of Maria. You sent Maria off that day…her de-" Before Ashlee could finish he sentence, Marshall hit her with a tranquilizer gun and she passed out. Which was exactly what she was going for…she couldn't take another moment of his mindless one sided chatter…. Opinionated little git.
Ashlee woke up a few hours later, to find the car had stopped. She could hear voices talking just outside the car. It was a hushed and hurried whispered, but with her slayer hearing should could easily pick up on what the voices where saying.
"What's her plea, Marshall?" She heard as man ask… She immediately recognized the voice as Rupert Giles…. She had trained with him for a few months, until Marshall finished his training.
"Not guilty" Marshall said tightly
"Aaa, I thought so.." Giles said… Ashlee could almost picture him clicking his tongue
"When should I bring her in?" Marshall asked
"When she wakes up, bring her to her room. She could take a shower and change… then bring her down…Buffy wishes to speak to her alone, before the sentencing"
Ashlee heard Giles walk away and Marshall walking to the car Ashlee shut her eyes and pretended to just wake up
"Hello, Marshall" She said opening her eyes slowly
"Come, I'm taking you to your room to clean up" Marshall unchaining her from the wall, but leaving the restraints on her wrists
" I have a room? Is it like a dungeon?… are people going to torture me?" Ashlee said
"No, Ashlee. It's room. With a bed, bathroom among other things" Marshall
"Oh, Cool" She said nonchalantly
"You are to clean yourself up, and then go down to the main dining hall to speak with Miss Summers before your hearing" Marshall said as they came to Ashlee's door. He undid her hand cuffs
Ashlee soothed her wrists "Ok" She walked into her room and shut the door
She expected chains and guards, but it was very neat, a sheer off whiteish, tan color, an elegant round bed and huge bathroom
Ashlee did a quadruple take as she gazed around the room, she flopped on the bed and thought about the mess she got herself into. She gazed down at herself. Her black once silky and shiny hair was tangle and matted her jeans were torn and shirt was matted with dirt, her once pale, but peachy completion was patched with dirt . She looked over to the closet and walked over to. She opened it sighed with relief, clothes and shoes. There was no way anyone would believe her innocent if she looked like this.
Ashlee grabbed a towel and walked into the bathroom, determined to make herself look a presentable and composed as possible. She turned on a light and gazed into the mirror
"I am not a murder…I didn't kill anyone!" She said into the mirror
An hour later, Ashlee is drying her hair staring at the mirror. She was going over how she would explain to Buffy what she never did.
Her hair lie against her elbows, it was getting long she noticed. She began to straighten it piece by piece her hair got straight, she wondered if her life which was now messed up and wavy as her hair had once been, she wondered if it would be straight and back to normal ever again.
She slowly applied make up and stared at herself in the mirror, "I don't look like a murder!" She said to herself, she got up from the vanity and went to the dresser.
She looked over the clothes, she grabbed a black choppy skirt and a black and white turtle neck sweat shirt, she grabbed the black high heel boots she brought with her and walked to the mirror and then to the door
"Here we go" She said opening the door
There was a guard standing outside her door. "Are you ready to go see Miss Summers?" The man asked her
"Yes" Ashlee said softy and the man lead her down the stairs and into the main dinning hall. He opened the 2 large wooden doors and stood aside for her to go in
"Hi, Buffy"
"How are you, Ash?" Buffy asked as she motioned for Ashlee to sit down
"Umm… I don't think you can describe it in actual…'words', how about you?" Ashlee asked
" Worried" Buffy responded
"About?" Ashlee asked
"You, the slayers, all of us" Buffy said eyeing her
"You think I did it?"
"No. That's the thing… I don't. I think your innocent" Buffy said honestly
Ashlee looked back up, awed "You. You. You think I'm innocent?" She asked
"Yes, but. I am ordered to do some punishment… and I think I know what I'm going to do. I can't tell you what, but I called in a favor." Buffy said
"Ok" Ashlee said
Buffy got up "Come on. It's time" Buffy said
Ashlee followed her to the door and Buffy walked in the opposite direction "Oh and, Buffy?" Ashlee said
"Yeah?" Buffy asked
"Thank you" Ashlee said as the guard lead her to the doors a room that looked like a court room.
Ashlee was walked to a long deep brown table, up on a high podium was Buffy, Giles, a man who she had never met but knew as Angel, Spike, Willow and Xander.
"Ashlee Coppola you've been charged with the murder of Martin Gregory, how do you plead?" Giles asked
"Not guilty" Ashlee said
"Very well" Giles said turning towards Buffy "Your judgment, Buffy?"
"You say, Miss Coppola. That you were never present at the time of Martin Gregory's murder, correct?" Buffy asked
"Yes" Ashlee said
"Marshall, do you have any other evidence that Miss Coppola was at the scene? Other then the witnesses, who I quote- say it was rather dark and I didn't get a good look at the person?"
"Well, I-no. No I don't" Marshall said
" I have made my discussion" Buffy began
Ashlee and Marshall stood up
"I require evidence that a person is guilty before sending them to there death. I am sending Miss Coppola to a keeper. Her name is Narcissa Malfoy, in September she will attend a special school in London, where her keeper will come to a man I trust very much, Albus Dumbledore " Buffy said
"You man she gets off?" Marshall asked
Buffy ignored him and went on "You going to leave in 2 hours… please go upstairs and pack the clothes I left for you"
Ashlee nodded and swiftly left the room.
A/N I'm not SO sure how good this chapter was. But..... it will get beter...promise! Review PLEASE!!!
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