Jewellie88: I made Liz the slayer after Buffy died because I didn't want to come up with some lame excuse to kill of Faith. Plus, since Buffy is a slayer (even though she'd already died once and the slayer line did continue even when she was revived) I felt like using my Artistic License to make it so one could be called after the second death.
LizEvans: I know how it goes, I'm a Buffy freak as well as a Roswell freak, but, not to sound rude here, this is fan FICTION!!! I have Artistic License, so that meanse I can do whatever I want with MY fictional stories. But I do appreciate you pointing that out so I could get my point out there. So, thanks.
ParkerEvanss: Ok, first off, your review was really confusing. Second, I never said the scoobs were gonna take Liz away from Roswell, and if they did, the pod squad would never let her go alone. As for your Alex suggestion, that seems like a really good idea. But I have my own idea of what to do about the Alex thing. Question – what's my sense of humour? I didn't really get that comment. Thanks for the review, I think it was the longest I've ever gotten.
Now on with the show.
Chapter 4: Lost Souls
While Alex was reminiscing, a big blue swirling light started to form about 10 feet in front of him. He recognized it. He'd seen it before, when others had entered this place. But this was different. Like his. This one looked like his. Everyone who came to this place, came through a portal of swirling white light. And as far as he knew he was the only one who had entered this place due to supernatural reasons. Maybe this person was coming here due to the same reasons. Well, not the same reasons, but maybe it was supernatural reasons.
Alex stood and began to get closer to the portal. About 5 feet from it he saw a girl fall through. No, not a girl, a women. Well, someone who was older than him by a couple of years. She lay on the ground where she had fallen to and Alex approached her. He knelt down beside her and lay a hand on her shoulder. She jumped, and her whole body tensed. She lifted her head, squinting at the light. It was so much brighter than where she'd come from.
"Hi." Alex said softly. The transition period was hard for some and it was best to talk in hushed tones to a new person.
"I'm Alex. What's your name?" He asked as she slowly pulled herself into a sitting position.
Her vision cleared a little and she looked at Alex. He seemed friendly enough.
"Where am I?" The girl asked. She looked around, studying her surroundings. "Is this a hell dimension?" She asked timidly.
"Hell? No." Alex chuckled. This girl must have had some strange life.
"Then, is this h-heaven?" She stuttered, not believing that she'd have made it to heaven.
"Nah, at least I don't think so. This is just a place where lost souls go to." Alex said, leaning back and resting his elbows on the ground.
"Buffy." The girl said quietly.
"Huh?" Alex asked turning to face her.
"Buffy." She said more clearly. "My name, it's Buffy."
"Well, Buffy, it's nice to meet you." Alex answered sticking out his hand for her to shake. She took it. They shook hands.
"So, Buffy. That portal you came through. It was different from all the other portals. I mean, when someone comes to this place, they enter it through a bright white light. But you, you entered from a blinding blue swirly thing. Just like me. How'd it happen?" Alex asked truly interested hear this girls story.
Buffy, eyed him warily, trying to decifer whether she could trust him or not. His face looked kind enough. So, Buffy began her horror bent, strange live story.
"And, then I jumped into the portal. To save my sister. And in the process save the world from being destroyed by some hell goddess bent on getting back to her hell dimension." She finished. The look on his face was priceless. "So, what about you? How did you get here?" Buffy inquired. Lying on her stomach and place her chin in the palms of her hands.
"Well, I guess it all started when my best friend was shot." Alex began. He turned to look at Buffy and she looked surprised and sad.
"Oh but she didn't die. She was saved. Healed is more like it." When he could see that Buffy didn't understand he continued. "By an alien."
And so Alex dove into the grueling story of his alien encounter.
"And then after she mind warped me again, my mind couldn't handle it and I just showed up here." He finished, and let out a long heavy breath.
"Wow, you know, I killed an alien once. It was killing all the mentally challenge people in Sunnydale and it was just about to kill my mom. She had a brain tumor, it was messing with her head." She answered to Alex's questioning glance at the mention of her mother.
"So, what would you do if you were offered the chance to go back? To all your friends, and family, and this Isabel girl?" Buffy asked, sitting up and facing her new friend.
"I would go back in an instant. Don't get me wrong, it's nice here, but to be with everyone again. I would trade everything I have to see them again." Alex got this far off look on his, like he was remembering something that meant the world to him.
"Alex?" Buffy asked after about five minutes.
"What? Oh, hey sorry. I was just remembering mine and Isabel's first kiss. It was first thing in the morning and I was still in my PJ's. Her brother and my bestfriend were missing and she came to my house. I thought she wanted me to help find them so I told her I'd go get my keys but she stopped me. She said, "Ok." And I said, "Ok?" Then she said "Ok and kiss me. My brother's missing, maybe we can get a clue. Maybe I'll get a flash of their location or something." I just looked at her with this bewildered expression and said "Yes ma'am." And then we just kissed. I was perfect. Definitely not the ideal time, or place, or situation for that matter, but it was perfect." Alex finished in a dreamy state.
"Wow, that sounds nice. You must have really loved her." Buffy said, remembering her own first kiss with the love of her life.
"So what about you? Would you go back?" Alex asked returning his attention to the Slayer.
"You know what, I think I would. My sister, she needs me. I mean my mom just died and now me. And, the hellmouth? Whose gonna watch over that. Certainly not Faith. She's in jail. And my friends aren't strong enough. Well except for Spike. But who knows if he's still there or not. I think, I'm still needed there. But, let's face it. We're not leaving this place."
All of a sudden, there was this huge wind that picked up out of nowhere. It started to swirl around forming a cyclone of sorts. It began moving closer to the two new friends. They tried to get up and run, but they couldn't move. They were stuck. And the cyclone was moving closer and closer. They looked at each other, then back to cyclone and all of a sudden they were sucked into the moving wind. It tossed them around and around until finally they were back on the ground. They looked around and noticed the change in scenery.
"Where are we?" Buffy asked turning around in a circle to look around.
"We're back." Alex informed looking awestruck.
"What do you mean we're back? This is not where I was before." Buffy said, getting worried.
"Buffy, we're outside of Roswell."
A/N: Ok, now this chapter was a little strange, but blame it on my imagination. It's run away with itself again. It tends to do that from time to time. Sorry if you don't like it, or if you think it's stupid. But even if you do, review and tell me exactly what you think. I know, I killed two birds with one stone. But it worked. In a twisted way. But it still worked. I'd just like to say one more time that the whole new slayer after Buffy dies works in almost any situation. Even if it doesn't happen in the original story. I was in the mood to right a Buffy/Roswell fic one day and this is what came to mind. So don't criticize me for using my Artistic License. Ok, enough ranting. Hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading. R&R