Diclaimer: I cannot logically be JKRowling, Joss Whedon and TSL210 at the same time, can I? Now guess which one I am.

A/N: Yes, I admit, the last chapter was weird, but it will all be explained in this chapter. Also, the first dimension switching is in this chapter! Buffy is going home!

Reviewers:

Cyndur: No, Buffy is not of the living dead. That would be so gross. That will probably be explained next chapter... Maybe.

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Buffy-CrazyaboutAngel: If you don't get it, I'm sorry. Its going to get a lot more confusing now.

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Last update, I said after tomorrow's update the next... I was referring to that update, from my standpoint as I wrote that line. Sorry if anyone expected an update the day after I posted the last one. Next update Monday/Tuesday.

So here we go!

There was empty air. Then cracks appeared, spreading outwards, fast. Pieces of solidified air fell away, revealing a gap into a blue emptiness beyond. The gap grew larger and larger, until it was nearly twenty metres in diameter.

There was a whirring sound, then a dark shape, with orange lights flashing on and off, shot through the gap, into the sea of blue beyond.

Then, abruplty, there was empty air again, and the sky over Los Angeles was dark again.

Buffy Summers, or, as all shipboard computers on all Reality Ships recognized her, Aurona Veltas, sat hunched in a ball in one of the rooms onboard RS1. Along with her were Willow Kennedy, Dawn, and Spike. They were all there for emotional support. And she needed it.

Because she was going back to friends she had left a long time ago, that she had forgotten about, and she had spent much time reading about in absolute secrecy.

She would be observing them for a while, before Drake deemed it appropriate that they meet again. For such a great guy, Drake didn't really understand how hard it would be to watch her own friends without them knowing she was there.

She also wondered whether Drake would let her take off the disguise she had had on for almost eight years. He probably would, so that people wouldn't recognize her. Apparently, a TV show called Buffy the Vampire Slayer had been in production that had recently had its final episode aired.

The intercom sounded, interrupting her thoughts

"Everyone should brace themselves for reentry to realspace." It was Andrew's voice, as he'd volunteered to be a co-pilot. He had really wanted to see what flying an alien craft would be like. "We're making a stop to pick up a friend in northern Canada, then we'll be switching... umm"

"Dimensions" Drake said, in a sort of whisper meant to be to Andrew.

"Dimensions, and going back to England."

Then the ship started to rumble, and there was a cracking noise. Then the ship started to descend.

The Reality Ship landed outside a compound in a mountainous area. Once the twin cones had stopped rotating, the passengers could hear a guitar playing softly.

Once the ramp out had opened, the music promptly stopped.

Getting up from a large boulder, not facing them, was a man with orangish-red hair, wearing a leather overcoat and holding a guitar case in one hand. He turned towards the group that had exited the ship.

"Oz!" Willow cried out.

"Hey Wills." Oz said, walking towards the ship.

Willow looked at her ex carefully, trying to determine whether he was safe.

"Don't worry. I'm safe. Even when I go wolf now, I control myself." Oz said reassuring the group.

Oz observed the group slowly, his eyes grazing over everyone, and stopped when he saw Drake.

"Drake. Good to see you again."

"Oz." Drake said, nodding. "We're going to Buffy's dimension. It's where I get the potion. Want to come?"

"I... Sure. Now?"

Drake nodded.

"Cool."

Something clicked in Buffy's head. She spun around to face Drake.

"Potion? You don't mean..."

"Wolfsbane? Yup. I figured it's a harmless import, nobody would get overly suspicious."

"You're one devious little devil, aren't you?" All Drake did was grin, and walk back up the ramp.

"We should leave within a half-hour. Oz, need any help with the stuff?"

"It's fine, Drake."

Within a half-hour, Oz's tent, equipment, and clothes had been packed into the ship, and the group was ready to go.

This time, the cockpit was crowded, as everyone wanted to catch a glimpse of the new dimension. Xander and Andrew were engaged in a conversation with Drake, who was telling them about the various ships he had flown. Anya was sitting comfortably on Xander's lap, listening in on their conversation. Willow and Kennedy were sitting together, talking about what they'd do, while Buffy leaned against a wall, not really paying attention to anyone else. Spike had decided to watch through a viewscreen that had been added on the opposite side of where Buffy was. Oz had taken a seat and was providing music to the crew.

Drake reached for a console, and entered in a combination. He then asked Andrew to flick a switch. With a familiar whirrrr the turbines started their rotations. Pressing a large red button, claxons began sounding, catching everyone's attention. A large screen descended from the ceiling. It showed a camera's view out the back.

"I though you all might like to see this. It's quite a show."

And they could see why. As the conical turbines rotated faster and faster, the rainbow of colours melded into a pure white. A thin bar of white energy bent between the two points of the cones, and, as the bar connected, a sheet of energy entirely covered the ship.

The ship lifted off, and turned eastwards.

"Good afternoon everyone. This is reality ship 1 on flight to England. This flight should take approximately 2 hours. Please keep all hands and feet inside the vehicle until it comes to a complete stop. If anyone has any need to use a washroom, I apologize, you should have thought of that before we left. Now. Let us be off." Turning to Andrew, Drake pointed at a console.

"Enter the code 311302841946 into that, hit the green button, and flick that little switch beside it."

Andrew entered the code in, and everyone watched in awe as the archway into the abyss of blue opened. Drake pulled back on the control stick, and the ship shot forwards.

Two hours later, the ship emerged into the sky over England. It descended in a field close to a motorway. Cloaking, the bottom of the ship opened and let a large blue van fall through a bright white gap.

The ship pulled back, and landed ten metres away from the ship. As everyone disembarked, Drake entered a few last commands into the ship. When he walked out, the ramp pulled up, and the ship pulled upwards and away.

"Okay everyone. We're about an hour away from London by normal means. We can go and try to find a hotel to stay, or we can head up to a campsite about twenty minutes north from here. Which would you prefer?"

There was a discussion, and it was decided that they would try to find some place in London to stay. The group entered the van, which somehow managed to fit everyone and their bags quite comfortably. The van pulled away, and on to the motorway through an exit into a farming community.

Arriving in London, the large group found rooms in a Best Western hotel, and everyone promptly collapsed from exhaustion. It had been a long day.

A/N: There. Enjoy.

For the next few chapters, I gaze into my computer files and predict:

- A confrontation

- A rescue

- An accidental redez-vous

- A recognition

Next chapter will be the chapter when our two sets of friends meet, however briefly. Lots of other crap may or may not be explained.

Please review, it makes me feel all good and excited, and much more motivated to write more. Of course, I already have the next two chapter written in draft, but who knows? If I don't get enough reviews, they might not get posted till later...

Laters,

-TSL210