Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or any characters from BtVS, those privileges belong to Joss Whedon and the publishing company as well as WB/UPN because where I live they are the same channel just different names. The rights to Justice League belong to Marvel Universe. I'm just borrowing them and promise to return them in good condition.

Chapter the Third

B. Summers glanced at the opulent surroundings of Wayne Manor. Maybe she should have gone with Lois or Shayera, had time to do the girl talk thing, find out more about the nifty little dimension she'd found herself hurled into. So far her slayer sense hadn't gone off, not even a tiny buzz. This, while it was nice and sunny out didn't mean a thing. She kept remembering when Spike had shown up with the gem of Amara and it was a sunny spring day.

Bruce was loaded, she should have known that when he brought the laptop computer to her at the hospital. And when he returned to take her to his home he'd had a fancy car and driver, his butler Alfred. She kept remembering discussions with Xander and Willow about what comic book superhero they most felt in tune with. It couldn't be possible could it? Nah, she would sooner land in Bizarro Sunnydale before finding herself in a comic world. At least that's what she reassured her self with.

Master Wayne would be taking her out shortly to go clothes shopping and collect advertisements for rentable apartments. At least as soon as he was done with a business meeting which was why Buffy was wandering aimlessly through the manor just doing some exploring to keep most of the boredom at bay. She eventually ended up in the library where she'd found several interesting books which were more like collections of articles about the Justice League. The things they had done and so forth. This once again left Buffy wondering if maybe there was some clue she was missing.

"Buffy there you are. I had wondered where you had gotten off to." Bruce smiled slightly, "shall we be off. Apparently the Justice League wishes to meet with you tonight; they have some questions about where you came from. Want to make sure that you aren't a danger to the planet."

Buffy stood and placed the book she'd been reading down on the low table in front of the couch she'd been sitting on. "Okay… Mr. Wayne (Bruce) will Alfred be driving us?"

"No, I thought you'd like some time out of the house, Alfred said you seemed a little skittish about everything. An associate of mine will be arriving shortly to help pick out clothes and help. I don't know much about women's fashions." Bruce held out an arm for Buffy to take, "I didn't mean to take so long with the phone call. Something came up rather suddenly that I had to take care of."

Selena made the shopping trip fun, making little jokes about how the egotistical Mr. Wayne must have cracked a little because he wanted to spend his hard earned money on some girl who'd fallen out of the sky. Selena also persuaded her to purchase a pair of kittens, one black with white face markings and the other a little yellow and white thing with a tiny mew.

"Now Bruce, don't keep her up too late tonight, I heard the most interesting little whisper that you were going out apartment hunting. Good luck with that." She tossed her short black hair over her shoulder and sauntered off to her car with the license plate "Mrowr" Apparently it was a sort of inside joke that had to do with some female criminal named Catwoman.

"Let's get the rest of the purchases inside and then I'll see if I can get hold of Batman to get you to the meeting. I think he will be going." Bruce glanced up at the sunset, "I think the meeting is at eight."

"I wonder what Alfred made for dinner? I hope it's good." Buffy paused, a flicker of a smile crossing her face, "so what does the Justice League do anyway?"

"I think they do what they can to keep the world safe from Alien attacks, criminal mischief, and the basics. You can find out more at the meeting." Bruce glanced at her, "What did you do at home? For a job I mean."

"I did freelance work mostly, when I wasn't in school or helping out at the shop a friend of mine ran." Buffy seemed a little saddened, "there was trouble though before the series of events that led to my being here. I hope my family is okay."

The time until the meeting passed quickly, Bruce went off somewhere telling Buffy that Batman would be along shortly and that it would be okay to look up some information in the library. Alfred would summon her and take care of the computer, put it into the room set aside for her or something… Whatever she wanted. He was all heart, and very polite.

It didn't even take twenty minutes before Batman arrived to whisk her off to the meeting. Buffy had used the time to fill a few sheets of notebook paper with notes about the Justice League and questions about what it was they did, who they helped and how they knew they were needed. As well as questions about Angel Investigations that Bruce had ties with, the Detective agency seemed to be based out on the west coast and run by Liam and Elizabeth Angel. Based out of a former hotel with quite a few of the rooms on the first floor converted into offices and the rest were available for inhabitation with prior notice for the clients who came from out of state.

The pair arrived at the meeting place; a large building nicknamed Hall of Justice where everyone else had already arrived, especially if the red blur was to be any indication that left the door open. "Thanks Batman sir." Buffy said softly, trying to gather her nerves together because she had a feeling that this would be a very serious thing and she didn't do well with serious meetings… the last important meeting she'd been at she'd managed to peeve the council representatives because she wanted information on Glorificus the skanky hell-goddess who had been the reason for the tower dive.

"Will you be alright Miss Summers?" Batman asked solemnly as he helped her out of the batmobile.

"I have to be don't I? Not like I really wanted to be thrown into this situation, I was expecting to land elsewhere… somewhere happier. Which I suppose this is. But still this is all so weird and creepy and gives me a wiggins." Buffy followed him into the forbidding building, "I so wish this were already over." She murmured to herself.

The Justice League were gathered around a large round table, some sitting at the table, others standing and leaning against one of the columns and the blur that had entered before them returned from one of the other floors with drinks and snacks. "Heya cutie," Flash greeted Buffy.

"Welcome B. Summers, to the Hall of Justice." Superman greeted cordially from his position at the table. "We will have a conference call with Angel Investigations once the primary part of the meeting is done."

Hawkgirl smiled comfortingly at Buffy, "please have a seat and we can begin." After a few awkward moments of greetings being exchanged, the meeting got underway properly. "What ritual brought you here, perhaps it can be used to send you back if you so wish?"

"It was a bloodletting ritual involving something called a 'Key' and I wouldn't want to use that ritual again even if it were for the best. I wouldn't want anyone to be hurt or killed. Once the blood starts flowing, the portal will not close until the blood stops. I'd rather not have to do that to my sister… or myself. That's just wrong." Buffy glanced at the green skinned man who was watching her carefully, "You look like you have a question or two. Shoot."

"Why would you choose to jump into the nexus rather then throw the one in that started the ritual? What was it you did in that world?" J'Onn asked calmly, letting his mind open up to see what else she would divulge about herself.

"The freak who started the ritual was pushed to his death, cause he was hurting Dawnie. The other one… I don't know if the skank is still alive or not, probably the latter, but she wouldn't give up until her hell dimension was opened up." Buffy bit her lower lip trying to think of the best way to describe what she did. "I was a free lance superheroish type thing. I couldn't fly or anything, but I kept the streets safe, had my life taken away and a destiny given to me. It sucked hardcore because I didn't want the destiny, I wanted to be a normal girl, nail polish and football games… Instead I had battle tactics and planning sessions."

Wonder Woman nodded thoughtfully, "Yes I can understand your frustration over losing your personal identity to be given something that you didn't want in the first place. Is there anything you wish to know about us? Perhaps join us?"

Buffy shook her head, "If I'm being given my reward for helping others and never once being thanked for it. I'd rather live this time as a normal girl, not having to worry about kidnappings or stopping rituals before they get nasty." Buffy paused, "I do miss my family, the pieces and parts that have been my family for the past three years. But maybe this is for the best."

Superman nodded in understanding, "being given a chance at the identity you lost is something to treasure. However if you ever need a place to train or someone to work out with I'm sure Batman wouldn't mind opening his home up to you." Superman smirked at Batman slightly, "and now we will let Angel Investigations join the meeting."

A video screen that Buffy hadn't even noticed lit up with a group of people sitting around a table with a speaker phone and camera set up. "Thanks for allowing us to join in the discussion Superman." The blonde streaked red-head said politely, "Which one of you is B. Summers as if it weren't already obvious enough."

"Willow? Xander? Dawnie, Spike?" Buffy blinked, they all looked so different, none of them looked nearly so haunted as the group back in Sunnydale. "I don't understand, what's going on." The biggest shock was seeing Angel bouncing a little baby boy on his lap.

"I suppose we should do proper introductions so you aren't so completely spastic as Elizabeth was when she first saw your picture." Willow stated politely, "I am Willow and this is my boyfriend/fiancé Alex. Dawn and Spike are in a relationship, they moved here just a few days ago. Liam and Elizabeth Angel have been married for three years now, they are so cute together especially when little Connor is with them. Fred is our scientist associate; she helps us with forensic analysis and whatever else we can find for her to do. Delia is secretary and part time research girl." The red-head paused, "Giles couldn't make it, he's a bit busy gathering information on inter-dimensional travel and then he's going to come for a visit. Gunn and Wes are off doing work and Lorne is making sure that nothing bad is going to happen in the coming month. We so need a vacation."

Buffy blinked, "I'm called Elizabeth… or well the person who looks like me is called Elizabeth?" The timing of the question would later be considered for a possibility of Fate mocking both groups because at that moment Elizabeth Angel walked into the room with a warm bottle of milk to feed Baby Connor. "Oh my goodness."

"Hi. You must be Buffy, I'm Elizabeth, wanna trade names? Cause yours is quite interesting." Thus Buffy got a little pale and woozy and Hawkgirl slid a cold bottle of water over to where Batman and Buffy were sitting. "Back of the neck Batman, it will help her keep conscious."

"I don't understand, why would you want to trade names with some random stranger?" Buffy gasped once she got over the spooked nerves syndrome.

"Your actually not that random a stranger, this trio of nerds made a robot that looked just like me and apparently was made for being a sex bot… quite disturbing. Anywho, I've been known as Buffy for a lot longer then I remember, I was called Elizabeth when I was in trouble, and while it is all professional sounding, I prefer something with bounce and perkiness. Like your name."

"Have you lost your mind? I still don't understand, I'd normally ask you if you were a zombie or something cause that's just wrong, but most of the oddities I've dealt with have been fairly coherent, except for Harmony and Dru, but naturally they were exceptions cause of the genetics… or that is my theory anyway." Buffy smiled in relief, "I'd be honored to trade names with you. Pull up the name change paper work and send it my way and we can this puppy tackled."

"You tackle puppies?" Fred asked, a tiny mournful whimper in her voice, "that's sad."

"It's a metaphor actually, means let's get it done… I think." Buffy paused, "It's nice to see all of you, everyone looks so happy and everything. I don't understand, maybe I wasn't meant to be with Angel, he couldn't give me sunlight and Picnic Lunches. But I'm being handed a golden opportunity that I just can't pass up. This is wonderful."

The meeting lasted another couple of hours, without the Justice League they'd gone off to another room to discuss their findings and such. Buffy caught up on the history of the world she'd been tossed into and relaxed quite a bit. She felt a lightening of her soul.

The most important of the catch-up was that she learned the Mayor hadn't tried to eat the graduating class, but he was killed in the explosion that leveled Sunnydale High. Joyce had died a few months ago from a stroke that triggered the aneurysm. Giles had gone back to England last year because things were going fine and all the loose ends had been tied up. Willow and Alex were attending college together, she was taking some courses via course credit by examination and correspondence courses while helping out at the agency, Alex was working his way towards a degree in Architecture. And the whole gang was together at Liam's hotel working and living together when the going got a little rough. They had exchanged addresses so that they could continue to catch up and compare notes on what their lives were like, and also to complete the name change paperwork.

Batman took Buffy home to Wayne Manor, by way of the cave. He utilized an cloth with a touch of ether so that Buffy would be knocked out thus making it easier to get her from the cave into the manor without her asking too many questions, or so he thought.

The next day when Buffy was examining the articles about the Justice League was when the missing clues hit her full in the face. She should have realized it sooner but it had been a fairly trying to time what with falling through the portal, seeing how happy the Scooby gang was here, and getting settled in someplace other then the hospital. "A large amount of the Justice League visited me at the hospital in civilian form." She bit back a guilty giggle wondering how best she should break it to the league that she knew and wasn't going to tell anyone the truth.