Epilogue
When Buffy rang the doorbell to 1630 Revello Drive, she couldn't help but be relieved. Maybe the nightmares of slayerhood weren't over, but she could do something about it now. She needed to get into research mode to find a way to free Angel, and maybe get in contact with her sister slayer. Above all, she had friends who were waiting for her to come back.
The door finally opened, and Buffy flung herself into her mother's arms. "Mom!"
"Buffy. It's you! What happened to you?"
Joyce's embrace was everything she thought it would be, though Buffy thought there was something wrong.
"I'm never leaving you again, Mom," she said, burying her head in her mother's chest, until Joyce pushed her away.
"Buffy Anne Summers, what happened to your clothes!"
Buffy looked down, a blush rising as she realized what was missing. "Ooops."
The End.
A/N: Finally, we reach the end of Astral Anne. I'm really glad to be able to close the door on this chapter of my life. I do have plans for a sequel of sorts, but I have some other stories I need more time with before we go on to the next step. I am, however, asking you for feedback on what you liked, hated, or whatever on this story. One of the biggest decisions I'm facing is whether the script-like writing style this story ended up being should continue into the later chapters (episodes?) of this series or if novel-style would be better. Feedback, as always, is what keeps me going.
Thanks a Million,
Riversong