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Chapter 5
Anya was scared. Tara and she had arrived at Xander's apartment and had been waiting for over half an hour, but there was no sign of neither he nor Willow yet.
They were both extremely anxious as Anya spoke, impatiently, "Where are they? They should have been here by now!"
Tara, being rational responded, "C-calm down. I'm s-sure they'll be here soon. They might have just gotten lost in the woods, but they're both smart. They'll be here.
But in all honesty, Tara wasn't so sure if they were all right.
Anya, forcing herself to be convinced that they were okay, said, "Nah. They aren't lost!....They aren't lost...right?"
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"Great, we're lost," Xander muttered to himself. He was wandering through the woods carrying an exhausted and unconscious Willow in his arms. He himself was tired, both emotionally and physically.
He felt movement in his arms, and looked down to see Willow's eyes flutter open. He quickly set her down against a tree.
"Willow. Willow," he whispered. "How you doing?"
"Wha- where are we?"
"We're still in the woods...and we're kinda lost."
Willow, still half dazed replied, "Great. Just what a girl wants to hear, in the middle of the night...out in the woods...after she's just screwed up her only chance to bring her best friend back."
Xander looked away from her as she said that.
"It wasn't your fault. It was none of ours. Maybe it just wasn't meant to be."
"...yea..I guess."
He gave her a light smile. ............... ..........
"Look...we gotta find some way to help them, guide them. You're a witch...don't you have a spell or something you could- "
"Oh my god! Of course!"
She ran to the round table, shoved all the stuff off of it and climbed up on it, sat cross-legged and put her hands on her knees.
"Your gonna help them with yoga?" Anya remarked.
" Ssh! (eyes closed) Aradia, hear my words."
"So...we gonna get out of here or what?" Xander said.
"Yea...I can't walk yet though. That spell really took a lot out of me."
"Yea. We all saw."
It was silent for a few moments.
Xander felt Willows eyes travel up to look at him so he looked back at her....but here eyes weren't on him. It looked like they were looking at something behind him. He swiftly turned around and saw a small blue light traveling towards them.
"Wha-What is that? Should we hide?" he whispered, nervously.
Willow smiled and just walked towards it.
"No-no! There's no need to be scared. It-it's Tara."
Willow pushed away from the tree and followed the light as it moves off.
"Come on, Xander."
She moved past Xander and on through the trees. Xander followed.
Xander and Willow came home safely. Anya and Tara were relieved.But...everything wasn't all hunky-dory anymore. Before, it was okay because all of them knew there was a chance of Buffy coming back. But now...with the Urn of Osiris destroyed...along with their only try...there was no way she was coming back. The disappointment was weighing them down like a ton of bricks. It hurt...it stung...but they had to live with it now.
They just stood there...neither of them saying anything. Because...there was nothing to say...
Buffy crawled out of the hole in the ground grasping for air. She slowly got to her feet, turned and stared at the headstone with her name on it.
She frowned in confusion and disgust. Her eyes widened in shock as she got it. She had died, and she thought she was in heaven...but now...
She was in hell.Tears stung in her eyes and flowed down her cheeks, she tried to run. But her attempts only came out like limps. She staggered out of the graveyard and out onto the street.
The deserted streets, the stores, and coffee shops...It all seemed- so un-hell like. (A/N: It's 4AM. That's why the street's are deserted). Was this some sort of a joke? Was hell trying to drive her crazy?
She suddenly choked, realizing she hadn't breathed in over 20 seconds, and her breaths now came out ragged.
Some homeless men stared at her as she struggled for air. One man came over and said, "Ma'am are you okay?"
She wrenched herself from his grasp and just stared at him, repulsed.
"Fine. Suit yourself!" he remarked as he turned away from her and walked the other direction.
It was all too much. She couldn't take it. She ran. As fast as she could until she all of a sudden she saw something that caught her fascination.
A tall tower. She didn't remember why she was so intrigued by it. She felt like she had to climb it. Be up there...and she knew why.
She wanted to end her life. She wanted to be back...in heaven.
As we walked back home, I felt a sudden chill go up my spine. I came to a stop, causing Spike and stopped as well, as I looked behind me.
"What's wrong-?" He stopped and looked up in the direction I was looking at, and his features changed to a look of realization.
I was looking up at the tower that Glory had built. I had barely gone out of the house this summer. This was the first time I was encountering it, and it stung. As I looked up at it, the memories of two months ago all came pouring back into me. I felt him put a hand on my shoulder, but didn't acknowledge it.
I started running towards it. It was like an impulse. I suddenly felt desperate to be somewhere where I felt her all around me...surrounding me. Yet I wanted to be alone. Yes... Even away from Spike.
I could hear him yelling behind me. "DAWN! DAWN! Argh!! Bloody women!"
And I knew he was probably coming after me.
Yet I charged up the stairs of the tower, not looking down or up until I head reached the top...the platform. I looked straight ahead of me and was extremely astonished to find a girl, with her back facing me, standing at the edge of the tower.
I clenched my jaw. Sh-She was trying to end her life...going to jump! But I wasn't going to let her. The whole situation was all too familiar for me. I wasn't going to let someone else do it, too. No-Not this way.
"Wait!" I yelled. "Don't do this!"
She didn't budge, but I continued speaking to her. I felt dizzy as I walked closer. Everything about her reminded me of Buffy...her hair...her height...clothes...this place.
I could feel the tower squeak beneath me, and I knew Spike was almost up here. When I reached her I touched her shoulder she turned and...
There she was... my eyes went wide in shock... I-I didn't know what to do...what to think...she was standing there...right in front of me! I felt the tears in my eyes, but pushed them back for now.
"Buffy," I said...more to myself than to her. She looked straight into my eyes.
I cupped her cheek to make sure that I wasn't hallucinating. I felt her smooth skin against my hand...meaning...she-she was alive! My Buffy was alive!!
I could hear Spike panting a few floors down. "Dawn! Thank God. You scared me half to death ... or more to death. You - I could kill you. I mean it. I could rip your head off one-handed and drink from your – "
I knew he had reached the top when he had stopped. I reached up and cupped her cheek as she looked back at me.
I turned to him and said, "Look."
The first thing that went through his mind was that it was a dream. He had always dreamt about her. He subtly pinched his side and grimaced out of pain. Nope. It wasn't. This wasn't a dream...which meant...it was real. She was real..sh-she was here. Right there-Right there in front of him...to touch, to hug, to kiss...to love.
He felt the urge to be at her side that second...have her in his arms. Or the other way around. Be in her arms...and weep. Because she was back...he was so happy. He had lived just about forever and just this moment made every single moment of pain he had ever experienced...worth it. To see her back...it was just too much.
He wanted to touch her so bad...but he didn't. He shook his head at himself...at his naivety. She would end his life....right there and then if he touched her...at least right now.
He just stood there...gaping at her. Like she was an angel sent from heaven down to him. All he was...was blessed to be within miles of such a beauty. She might not have loved him, but he didn't let that get to him. He felt honored to be able to love her. He truly was.
Buffy POV
She saw her sister, staring back at her wide-eyed...like a deer caught in headlights. She turned back around...she didn't want to be here. She had already been there...where all people only dream of being-...heaven. But she had been pulled out and dropped into something she now realized...was a subset of some form of hell. She took one more look at Dawn, and then glanced at Spike.
She forced herself not to scoff. She knew that he loved her. But c'mon, it was kind of pathetic. There was no way there could ever be anything between them...and he knew that...and yet he was there...with Dawn...now watching her intently...his bright blue eyes boring into hers.
She swiftly turned back around facing the only way out...the way back to where she had been fully happy for the first time.
Back to Dawn POV
She wanted to jump...and I didn't know why. Didn't she realize it was me!? Didn't she want to be with me?
"Buffy! Don't jump! Please.... Please?....it's me! Dawn, your sister. ... I love you." I stated innocently.
Buffy stared intensely at the concrete two hundred feet below.
Moments from her past were all coming back to her now.
One was of her, Willow, Xander, Cordelia, and Giles in high school.
"Please...Buffy! Don't leave me. You told me to be strong, b-but I just couldn't. You were my everything...and then all of a sudden you were gone...and..."
The next memory was of Angel, and them kissing, and then Angel leaving.
"...it's not just me that missed you. We all did. Willow, Tara, Xander, Giles, Anya...and Spike."
Spike gazed up hopefully towards his love.
The memories of Spike flowed through Buffy's mind...his arrogance, is annoying-self...yet his dedication to protect Dawn. She had to give him some credit.
"Please! Step away from the edge." ...the memory of her mother dying... And then...the memories of Glory, me being the key, and her jumping off THIS tower before...to her end...they all came rushing back to her.
She turned to me once again. We were a good five feet apart.
"Yea..that's it. Come this way."
Her voice was barely audible as she spoke. "Is-is this hell?"
My eyes were as wide as saucers, as I took a step towards her. "No! Of course not. Thi- Ah!!!"
The tower had been creaking more and more with each step someone took. And my one step...although I really didn't think I was THAT fat, caused one of the base legs of the tower to crumble, and lean to one side.
As I screamed I knew I was losing my balance. There was no railing up there...nothing, as I felt myself falling. I looked up at Buffy with a look of horror on my face.
If this was my end, I wanted the last picture in my mind to be of her. "BUFFY!" I yelled.
But I didn't know if I was getting through to her. She still looked so oblivious of everything around her...like she didn't even realize what was going to happen to me. My body was in midair and I knew I was going to die.
And it was then my sister realized that I was going to fall..."Dawn!"....but she was too late. I closed my eyes tightly waiting for my end...
...but it never came. Instead, I felt two strong arms catch me. And I looked up at him...my savior...my hero.
"Spike." I smiled in relief. "You saved me."
My life had almost ended and he had been there to catch me...like he had promised he would be. He really did love me.
He had tears in his eyes. His cheeks were stained with them now. But he wasn't ashamed of them.
His voice all distorted because of all his crying, came out hoarse as he held me close to him and spoke. "You thought I was gonna let YOU fall? Hahaha The one girl who has believed in me the whole time? Niblet...there is no bloody way I will let anything happen to you."
I smiled knowingly at him.
"Plus, I made a promise to a lady," he said looking up at Buffy. "...To protect You."
Buffy looked up at him surprised, and gave him a half-hearted smile. His heart was going to burst. He felt as though it could beat again. But Buffy's mind was elsewhere...in some other disposition.
We felt another leg crumble beneath us and that was it. Spike wanted out. He lifted me up once more, and grabbed on to Buffy's hand. Right now, he didn't care what she thought. She was alive now and there was no way he was going to let her go again. We raced ...well technically they raced down the stairs, out of the lot, across the street, and yet they kept running till the tower was clearly a distance away.
After setting me down, Spike looked over at Buffy who was still staring at the heap of metal that used to be the tower.
"Buffy?" He wasn't really looking for anything from her, and she knew that. He just wanted to know if she was okay. I got up, happily, as though the whole near death experience was just an average thing as I hugged her tightly.
As she was in my arms I exclaimed, "I can't believe you're here. I mean you're actually alive. Thi—This.... I love you Buffy."
But the thing that I didn't see....the thing that I didn't know...was that...Buffy didn't look happy at all as she hugged me back...
...And Spike could tell.End of Chapter! Please review!! Tell me if you liked how I did this!! And please give some suggestions of what you would like to see in the future!!