I changed what happens when they try to do the spell (Just a little bit) I hate those biker demon guys....and I didn't want to have to get rid of them even after the spell and stuff....and yeah.. =)

Also...I didn't really like the Buffy bot. So, after Glory knocked it's head off, no one bothered to fix it. However, the demons still didn't go crazy because the Scoobies and Giles and Spike were still there to patrol (And also...Buffy has been gone for two months before from Sunnydale..and all hell didn't break loose! You're wondering when? In between, Season 1 and Season 2...(summer when she visits LA) and also when she runs away to LA in season 3. So everything is great in Sunny-D...

Hope you are liking this!

Chapter 4

DURING THE EVENTS OF CHAPTER 3.......

(most of this is from Bargaining Part 1)

WILLOW: Does everybody have their candles?

ANYA: I'm trying, my lighter won't stay lit. (flicking lighter continuously)

WILLOW: Well, hurry, it has to-

TARA: What time is it?

XANDER: (checks watch) A minute till midnight.

WILLOW: C'mon, Anya, do you have it?

ANYA: (gets the lighter lit, lights her candle) I got it, I got it. I got it.

WILLOW: Okay. Start the circle. Now.

They all kneel, holding their candles, except Willow who holds the Urn of Osiris.

Willow produces a small jar containing (presumably) the fawn's blood, and pours it into the urn. Tara and Xander look nervous.

WILLOW: Osiris, keeper of the gate, master of all fate, hear us.

She dips her finger into the urn and marks her forehead and both cheeks with the blood.

WILLOW: Before time, and after. Before knowing and nothing.

She pours the contents of the urn onto the earth.

WILLOW: Accept our offering. Know our prayer.

Suddenly she jerks backward, panting, and her arms go out at her sides. Deep ugly gashes appear on her arms.

XANDER: Willow! (reaches for her)

TARA: No! (stuttering) She t - she told me ... she'd be tested. This is supposed to happen.

WILLOW: (louder) Osiris! Here lies the warrior of the people. Let her cross over.

Willow winces in pain. We see blood running from the cuts on her arms, and round shapes moving under her skin. She gives a little moan of pain.

The round things move up her arms and over her chest toward her neck.

XANDER: She needs help!

TARA: Xander, she's strong! She said not to stop, no matter what. If we break the cycle now, it's over.

They all watch anxiously. Willow continues breathing heavily.

WILLOW: (yelling) Osiris, let her cross over! Aah...

Willow makes choking noises as we see the round things under her skin moving up her neck.

TARA: Oh my god, oh my god.

Willow leans forward putting her hands on the ground, gagging. A snake head appears in her open mouth. Shot of her fingers clutching the grass. The snake slithers out her mouth and onto the ground. The others look horrified.

TARA: (anxious) It's a test. It's a test. Willow...

Linger on Willow leaning over the ground with her mouth still open. Willow is still encased in a tube of reddish-orange light, panting. TARA: Willow!

All of a sudden, five vampires rush out from behind the trees.

VAMPIRE: Well, well well, boys. Look what we have here. Four tasty humans for us to eat!

The vampires stalk forward, and and Willow ignores them and keeps chanting.

The leader of the vampires walks over to willow and kicks over the Urn of Osiris, shattering it.

WILLOW: (screams) No!

The red light dissipates and Willow falls to the ground.

TARA: Willow!

Tara runs forward but the vampire jumps in front of her, growling and cuts her off She screams and moves back

Xander sees an opening and dashes forward, grabs Willow and pulls her out of the way just as the other two vampires rush right through the spot where Willow was lying.

XANDER: (yells to Anya and Tara) Take off! Go! Go!

Tara and Anya run off.

Xander lifts Willow by the shoulders and pulls/shoves her into the underbrush.

Tara and Anya run through the forest together with the other two vampires pursuing them. He grabs Anya and tries to bite her neck.

TARA: Anya!

Tara stops running.

TARA: Dissolvo!

A ball of blue light flashes from Tara to the vampire, knocking Anya free. She hits the ground and rolls as the vampire is knocked unconscious. Tara runs to Anya, helps her up and they continue running.

Cut to Xander in a different part of the forest, carrying Willow. He stops, puts her down with her back against a tree. She begins to regain consciousness.

XANDER: Willow. Willow, are you okay?

WILLOW: (weakly) Did it work?

XANDER: (shakes head) I'm sorry.

Willow passes out again.

Xander kneels there on the ground with Willow lying across his lap. He looks around nervously. The leader of the pack can still be heard.

VAMPIRE: LOOK for them! They are bound to be in the woods around here somewhere!

NOW- 2 1/2 HOURS LATER...

It was a silent walk .We didn't say much...just a few words here or there. It wasn't awkward silence, but it was silence. It wasn't long before we stood face to face with an entrance into the graveyard.

We took a deep breath, and looked at each other before stepping onto the grounds that we had been so distraught to even think about. I laced my fingers with his as we walked past a number of graves.

Occasionally, we would read one or two before moving on, and there it was.

Joyce Summers

Loving and Loved Mom and Friend

Spike reached into his coat to pull out something, and I was surprised when I saw that it was a bouquet of flowers.

"You were planning on visiting?" I asked.

"Well, yeah. I didn't know if you wanted to. But I felt like I was ready."

I smiled at him as he knelt before her grave, and I did the same.

He laid the flowers before her, and closed his eyes as though in a silent prayer...not a prayer to a god or anything...but just kind of like a well- wishing...to wherever Mom was. And it inspired me...Spike inspired me, by his gesture to do the same.

I crouched down beside him, imitating his posture and spoke to my mother in my mind.

'Hey Mom...I'm really sorry that I haven't visited you in such a long time. It's just that, I didn't want to see two graves... But I've grown a lot since then...since you left and since two months ago. It's weird, but I kinda like it...being able to make adult-like decisions and help others.

I feel kind of bad, for Buffy's friends. I know they are my friends too, but I don't think I'll be best pals with them...at least for a while. I've got Spike with me now.

I know it's so random...It's like 'SPIKE? The guy who tried to kill my daughter?' But I know you mommy. I know that you liked him...you let him into your home...offered him support in his crisis. (She chuckles a bit...but not too much because she didn't want to disturb Spike). With the marshmallows and the hot chocolate. I knew you saw the side of him that none of us did. And now...like you helped him out, he helps me out and I help him out. I love him...well duh, like a brother. And he loves me, and he told me he loves you too. He loves all three of us, whether we are alive or not, human or not...key or not.

I love you, Mom. I miss you. I hope you are happy where you are, watching over me...with her...with Buffy. I hope you are proud of me. I hope I make you proud.'

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'Joyce...I really don't know what to say, but something made me want to come here tonight. Yea. I'm here...

(A minute passes by)

...I don't know if you really ever liked me, but I just wanted you to know that I really did like you. I loved you...because...because you were the only person, besides Dawn, in the whole lot of them who actually treated me like a man...rather than a monster...

I really wish you were here...because just having the hot chocolate and marshmallows isn't the same when you aren't the one handing me that mug...and telling me stories to make me feel better.

What really is bothering me is...if she's up there with you? Yeah, Buffy. 'Cuz she might be trapped in some hell right now. Oh bugger! Not to give you a scare or anything, I'm sure she's doing just peachy.

Okay...you're right. I'm not fooling you. I don't know where she is, or how she's doing...heaven ...or the other places...hells. Different hell dimensions. When she jumped into that portal, who knows where here soul could have gone. I just hope she's safe right now.

I love Dawn. She is a part of me. And you never understood when you were here, that my love for your elder was never a sick little game. I still love her, I now love Dawn, and I love you.

I hope that's enough to regain your respect for me. Thanks.'

When he opened his eyes, I was next to him with my eyes still closed. He stood up and leaned against Joyce's neighbor, lighting himself a cigarette.

I opened my eyes and slowly got up. I gave him a light but reassuring smile as he returned it himself. We faced the rest of the open graveyard with the task before us – to find Buffy's grave.

We'd found Mom's right away, of course. We'd been there before. I'd been to her funeral. But neither, Spike nor I had any idea where Buffy was buried. As we meandered through the maze of stones, my hand found his as I squeezed it slightly. I could sense his anticipation, because he was breathing slightly harder...and last time I checked...vampires didn't breath. I'm sure that he sensed my heartbeat speeding as well. It wasn't like I wasn't nervous. I was unsure of how I was gonna react.

And then all of a sudden we had stopped and were standing before it.

BUFFY ANNE SUMMERS

1981-2001

BELOVED SISTER

DEVOTED FRIEND

SHE SAVED THE WORLD

A LOT

We just stood there, gazing at it, almost like we didn't believe it actually existed.

Spike was about to reached into his coat another time and brought out a second bouquet of flowers. He was about to lay it before the grave, but stopped midway and stood straight again.

"What," I asked. "What's the matter?"

He reached for my hand and placed it over the hand in which he was holding the flowers in.

He said softly, looking into my eyes, "It's from the both of us. Our best wishes for her."

I nodded.

I didn't know what else to do. I was dumbfounded, unable to respond.

We both kneeled and together we placed the flowers on her grave. We sat in silence at her grave. It wasn't like with Mom, saying a small prayer or sending a message. Because, we really didn't know where Buffy was. It didn't feel right, and for some reason it felt like something was yet to come.

He and I just sat in front of it, thinking...mostly about her. Mostly thinking about how much we loved her. I knew he was telling her over and over in his mind how much he loved her...how much he still loved her...that he would never stop loving her. And I did the same.

We ended up laying on the grass together, right above where she was buried. Neither of us cried. That wasn't a bad thing. He held me as we just lay together, above her...dreaming of her. Wishing she was there between us, and we could both lay in her arms.

After about ½ an hour I slowly got up, and he did the same.

I suddenly shrieked when out of nowhere a gang of vampires appeared ready to take us on. But I smiled. Spike was there. He threw me a cross and told me to go behind the trees as he rushed the vampires.

I sprinted to the nearest large tree and crouch behind it. I found a branch that was sharp enough to stake a vamp with...just incase.

Spike immediately staked one vampire, but was soon ganged up by the other four. He burst out of their grasp, and punched one of them square in the jaw. Dropping low, he dodged a punch and tripped the other vampire and staking it.

He said to himself, "Two down...two to go." As he faced the other two.

But then I thought to myself 'Wait...weren't there FIVE VAMPS?'

I swiftly turned around and just as I had turned, a vampire had launched itself at me. I screamed as loud as I could and launched the stake straight threw his heart. As I opened my eyes, when everything was quiet, I looked around me, spotting no one. I looked down at a pile of dust and gave myself a wide smile

Spike walked over to where I was and gave me a grin.

"My Niblet's growing up fast, eh?"

"Yep!"

"Turnin' out like her sister."

"I always knew I could fight 'em... So now can I patr-" "Never."

Although I gave him a pout, it was actually quite comical. Two years ago...I wouldn't have believed it if anyone told me that Spike would have been the one to protect me...to shelter me....to laugh with me....to cry with me... and love me.

I knew what I wanted to ask him next. The question had been lingering in my mind the whole night.

"So...since...we are with the whole needing each other thing...do you wanna move in?...I mean...I guess you could have the basement...or you could sleep next to my bead on the floor, or on the couch...or – "

I was cut off by him, "Yeah. I'll talk to the witches about it."

I was kind of taken aback by his sudden answer. I guess that meant he wanted to.

He gave me the sweetest smile, and it caught me by surprise. I smiled back but then it turned in to a grin.

I said, "You better mister!" as we walked back towards that house on Rovello Drive.

Back at the graveyard at Buffy's grave.

Suddenly a hand bursts out from below, then another hand, then Buffy's head and shoulders. She gasps for air, pulls herself up onto the grass, lies there panting. She looks around at the dark forest, very fearfully.
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