Chapter One
Buffy couldn't sleep that night. She just stared up at the white wall. Memories from her past flashed before her eyes every time she closed her eyes. So she just didn't close them. Buffy suddenly got the urge to go kills something dead. She usually was able to resist the urge but she had too much happen today. She deserved a little ass kicking after everything that happened. So Buffy got up and changed into some comfortable clothes. She wrote a quick note saying she went for a walk and she would be back soon. She grabbed a stake from her purse. Even if she wasn't doing slaying regularly it was always good to be prepared and she went out the door. She headed to the nearest cemetery and settled for the first vampire saw. The fight took all of five seconds.
"Stupid newbies," Buffy mumbled.
"Want a real fight love?" a familiar voice said.
Buffy spun around and found a certain bleached blonde who had tried to kill her numerous times.
"I thought I told you to get out of town?" Buffy asked.
"Well pet the thing about fighting for the good guys is you have to be were the hell mouth is."
Buffy looked at him like he was crazy if he thought she would buy that. Spike sighed.
"Haven't checked in with the family to let them know you're here have you?" Spike asked.
"I'm just passing through."
"Do you know how much pain you caused when you left love?" Spike asked.
"Do you know how much pain they put me through Spike?" Buffy asked, "Do you even know the reason why I left?"
"You run from your problems?"
"NO. They pushed me away. I had to be the one that knew everything. I had to win no matter what. I had to make the sacrifices but no one else could. I killed the love of my life and father of my child because I had to. And you know the funniest thing?" Buffy asked, "He had gotten his soul back when I killed him. He looked at me with such confusion when I stabbed him. The last thing he said was why. Then when I came back from running away I was just supposed to be fine. But how could I be. I had lost the one thing that meant the most to me and I was bearing his child. I told my mom I was pregnant with Angel's baby and she told me she would set up a appointment for a abortion. He's the only thing that I have left of Angel. I know I hurt a lot of people Spike. But I couldn't deal with anyone until I had dealt with my pain."
Buffy didn't know why she had let it all out for Spike. She didn't know why. She guessed she wanted to make him realize that they weren't the only one hurt and that maybe they had pushed her away and hurt her. She suddenly needed to get away from him. He could blab everything she said to him to her old friends and family. She didn't want that to happen. So she ran from the way she came from. Not looking where she was going she ran right into the brunette that had been sitting with her old friends.
"Watch were your going," The brunette glared at Buffy.
Then when she really looked at Buffy her face softened.
"Your Buffy Summers right?" the brunette asked.
"I'm not signing any autographs at the moment," Buffy said annoyed that a fan would recognize her in a graveyard.
"Nah. I don't want your autograph. I saw your picture in Willow's and Xander's crib," the brunette explains.
"And you are?"
"Your sister Slayer Faith," Faith replied.
"I'm not a slayer. I don't even know what that is," Buffy tries to get out of it.
Buffy runs back to the hotel room. The words Faith yells after her carry with her all the way.
"Once a slayer always a slayer."
Minutes later Buffy unlocked the door to the hotel room and ran into the bathroom. She hadn't realized she had woken up Sophia when she came in. She closed the bathroom door but forgot to lock it and slid onto the floor and began to cry. She didn't hear the door opened and didn't realize anyone was in the room with her until she felt a hand be placed on her shoulder.
"Maybe we shouldn't have come to Sunny Dale," Sophia told her, "Maybe you weren't ready."
Buffy looked at Sophia. Tears running down her face.
"When will I be ready? When?" Buffy cries.
Buffy buries her head in Sophia's shoulder and cries.
"You'll be ready soon enough."
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