Hey! Got the next chapter! Hope you like it. Thanks for the reviews. V. much appreciated. Thanks to Sach, and Amy, (Sachet, and baka-chin) ha ha lol. I will keep writing, and spuffy4eva, you got the plot in a nutshell. Good for you! I'll have to make it harder, and more interesting…………

Ok, let's go!

Giles' voice: Last time on Buffy the Vampire slayer.

Xander getting angry, about to shout. Green light.

Xander, calm : What are you doing here? Go to bed!'

Spike: What was that all about?

Buffy: What are we going to do?

Buffy, trying, and failing to open the door. Spike opening it easily.

Spike trying to lift table, failing.

Buffy: I doubt you're a vampire

Dawn: Yes mom?

Wolf howl

Theme song

Buffy stopped breathing for a moment. What did she just say? Mom? Mom? MOM! She sucked in some much needed air, and began to think about this. She was Dawn's mother, and the father, the father, was, Spike, OMG! She nearly screamed.

Oh gosh. What if this is some sort of alternate universe, where she was married to Spike? She shuddered. Then…. Where was her alternate self? Maybe, she had swapped places with her…. Then, her alternate self must be strutting around in her world, kissing Spike, in front of Xander, and Willow! She felt disgusted. The only vampire she wanted to kiss, was Angel, and he was gone. The word 'mom' echoed round and round her head. Wait! What about HER mom? Joyce Summers? She was the only person Buffy wanted to speak to right now. She looked up. Was she still dead? Or was she alive? She wanted desperately to know, but if her mother was dead, she didn't want to be told again. She didn't want the shock, and pain to come back. She shut her eyes, and when she reopened them, she found Dawn staring at her, curiously.

'What's the matter mom?' she asked, worried. Buffy shook her head. She'd forgotten all about Dawn, that she was there, on the bed. Buffy looked at her properly. Waah! She nearly yelled. Her once noisy, moody, teenaged sister had transformed. She had a sweet face, with little brown ringlets. Her clothes were stylish, yet, dressed in innocence. This, this, was not her sister, daughter, whatever. She looked at her again.

'Mom? What's the matter?' she asked, her voice shaky. 'Why are you looking at me like that?'

'Oh!' Buffy said. 'Dawn, I, I have a headache.' She lied 'I just came to see where you were. I thought you had gone.'

'Gone where, Mom?'

'Um, out with your friends.'

'Naahhh… I don't feel like shopping.'

Buffy nearly fell over. Not want to go shopping? Dawn lived for shopping. Especially with her friends.

Buffy got up. 'Yeah. You go and do your…' she looked over Dawn's shoulder. 'Homework?' she tried not to show her surprise, and walked off. She shook her head, trying to clear it.

She went to the kitchen, and began to get some Oreos to eat.

She searched the cupboards, but there was nothing there. She went into the other cupboards, searching for at least a pop tart. She couldn't find anything, but nutri-grains, and low cholesterol, non-fatty foods. She groaned, and helped herself to some weetabix. She spooned a bit into her mouth, not used to such a non-sweet flavour in her mouth, so early in the morning. She grumbled, shoving more into her mouth. She frowned, trying to think of what was happening. Suddenly the window flew open. Caught by surprise, Buffy choked on her weetabix, resulting, in a few minutes coughing time.

'What the!' she gasped, in between coughs.

'Howdy neighbour!' It was Warren. 'Sorry about that, I er, didn't mean to catch you by surprise. Enjoying your er, weetabix? It looks nice… all over the floor. Goes with the er, curtains.' He smiled.

She growled at him, from the floor. She got up, and tried unsuccessfully to brush off the wet brown mush from her clothes. 'Eeewwww…' she wailed. 'I'm all wet!'

She came up close to the window, and glared at Warren. 'I'm not in the mood, you nerd. Get lost!'

He gulped. 'Understood. Clear as… crystal, and so on and so forth...' he nodded, trailing off. 'Yeah, I gotta go…' he turned, and walked quickly back to his house, which, strangely enough, wasn't a dirty, hang out spot, covered with pictures of Wonderwoman, and Xena all across the windows, door, and everywhere else. It was clean, and tidy, atleast from the outside.

She grumbled, and went upstairs to change, leaving the mess behind. She went up to her room, well, the room that seemed to belong to her…. And Spike. She went to her en-suite, and stepped into the shower. A brief thought came into her head, about drowning herself in the water, but no, she wasn't like that. She would never, ever do that to Dawn, or any of the others. If she had to die, she would die fighting……but she wouldn't mind drowning Warren though…..

With her towel, wrapped around her, she went to the wardrobe, and began to inspect the clothes. It was business-type clothes, with hardly any casual. She rummaged around, though, and put on some dark jeans, and a red t-shirt. She looked in the mirror. Yeah, she looked the same, just as she did, when she had left her world. Did her hair up into a loose ponytail, and lay on the bed.

Ding dong!

She ignored the doorbell, thinking someone else would get it.

Ding dong!

She closed her eyes, ignoring the sound.

Dingdongdingdongdingdong!

She got up, and headed for the door. 'Fine, if no-one else is going to open the door!' she mumbled. She opened, it, mid ring.

Andrew looked at her sheepishly. 'Sorry.' He smiled. 'Um, hey B… Buffy, have you er, got any, sugar? I was baking and-'

She cut him off, with a signal of her hand, and went to the kitchen. She found the sugar and gave it to him, looking annoyed.

'Anything else?' she said expectantly.

'Um, no, that's it, I think. Um, bye, Mrs Summers, er Buffy. He walked off.

'What is with it with them? Is it their personal mission to by pains in my ass, wherever I go?' she sighed, closing the door.

She walked up the stairs, and into her room. She collapsed on her bed, and within minutes, she was fast asleep.

Spike sat on the brick wall of the neighbourhood park, thinking. 'Great.' He said to himself. 'I'm bloody stuck in this stupid bloody dimension, with no bloody hope of getting out. Just bloomin great. A little kid walked passed, staring at the grown man, with bright hair, sitting on a wall, talking to himself. The man growled at him, and he screamed and ran off.

'Oh, yeah, and I'm stuck with the slayer, to boot.'

He smiled. That wasn't such a bad thing. He made a vow, that soon, he would 'do' the slayer, and then, make her pay….

Buffy woke up from her sleep. It was late. She checked the time, on the bedside clock. It was 11: 00pm. She went over to the window, and stared outside. She didn't feel so tired now, but still not refreshed. She stared out at her new world. Her eyes wondered to the street. There were loads of people down there. Why? She squinted down, trying to recognise the faces. She gasped. Vampire!. She looked down again. Every single one of them, a vampire. She could see their shining white fangs, tinted, with red, and their demonic visage. In a flash, she was on the window ledge, ready to drop down and attack, momentarily forgetting that she didn't have her added slayer strength to help her fight. There was no slayer here to protect the world from vampires. With this advantage, they could take over the world. She gasped again, as she tumbled out of the window, losing her grip. She fell, for what seemed like forever, until she hit the ground. She was unconscious, a moment after impact. Her body lay still, on the ground, vulnerable to the swarm of vampires swarming around her.

Fade to black

The End

So, another chapter finished. I'm so tired, and my hands hurt…

But I'm ok, and nothing will stop me from writing the next chapter, because, even I want to know what happens next! Oh yeah! By the way, since, all of this is coming straight from my head, I really need a plan, so, give me some ideas, you guys! Email me, or write it in your reviews. Thnx,

Stargirl52

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