Chapter 2

In one of Sunnydale's many cemeteries Buffy was doing her usual slayer patrol, she used any excuse right now to get out of the unusual atmosphere in her house. Everyone was moping around; Tara sometimes came in to collect the rest of her things and asked how Willow was. Buffy hated telling Tara they kicked her out. However Tara understood, Willow had gone too far this time. People were still worried about her and scared that she may have done something stupid again. No one knew where she was staying or who with, or even if she was on the streets.

With everyone grieving at Buffy's house, Buffy had some grieving of her own to do.

Buffy made her way to Spike's crypt. When she got there she expected him to be watching Passions on T.V or drinking a beer, or maybe even having a nap. But she knew he wasn't there, that he never would be again.

That scared Buffy, she didn't know why. All she felt for Spike was usually pity, pity that he was a vampire who couldn't even hunt for himself. He was pathetic. But this ran deeper. She didn't want it to and the fact that it did, scared her.

After Angel, Buffy had promised herself that she wouldn't fall in love with a vampire again. She didn't want to go through the pain she felt last time.

Buffy ran her fingers over the arm of Spike's favourite chair before sitting init for a while.

Buffy dozed off to sleep with a smile on her face. She could feel Spike's presence even though he was not there.

Willow was practically spinning off the walls, she felt like she was falling in love for the first time. But this was not a good thing; Willow was falling in love with magic. It was now her drug, something she could use to escape feeling the way she did. She was addicted.

Amy wasn't helping Willow much she was too busy enjoying herself too. She was the one who talked Willow into going to see Rack.

It was Amy who Willow, later, would regret going to see.

But for now, Willow was quite content on staying put.

Xander still felt weird about being round Anya. After knowing what she and Giles did, it made him trust her less. Xander and Anya were set to get married next week and Xander couldn't even look her in the eyes. He certainly wanted to postpone the wedding because of the Willow situation.

Xander just sat in his apartment flicking through channels; he didn't want to think of what his girlfriend was doing with the Liberian he, Buffy and Willow had shared high school with. he'd heard is if you turn something up loud enough, you could drawn out your own thoughts. It didn't work for Xander, the thought that disgusted him and made him not want to marry the women he loved still grew strong in his head.

At the magic shop Giles couldn't even look at the blonde haired women he shared the shop with. if none of this had happened the way it had, he'd be in England by now. Probably catching up with some old watcher friends of his, or reading some sort of watcher related book. Giles loved to just sit and read a book, but in Sunnydale he never had the chance. There was always some new adventure to go on, everyone different and had a different ending. Sometimes good, sometimes sad. Giles liked the happy endings, the ones where they used to meet up at Buffy's and all share a joke and a bucket of chicken wings. He missed the good old days. He knew after this nothing could be the same, and if that was the case Giles could not be a part of it. He had to move to England, indefinitely.

Buffy found herself running down an altar; she was wearing a white dress. A wedding dress maybe? Buffy didn't know, she was just running. She had no idea where to or who after she just ran. She looked back and saw a figure chasing her. The figure was masked. However that was not the scary part, the scary part was the chain saw the figure had in its hands. Buffy's mind told her to fight the figure but she just ran. She carried on running and running until she heard someone call after her.

"Buffy!" she heard a familiar voice say.

Buffy woke from her dream only to see her sister, Dawn, standing over her.

Buffy jumped up making Dawn jump backwards.

"Sorry to wake you." Dawn said now kneeling beside her sister.

"What... What are you doing here?" Buffy asked still getting over the dream she had just had.

"I had this weird feeling in my head. That maybe, just maybe if I came here I'd find Spike and he'll be okay. It's stupid I know."

"No, it's not." Buffy said now hugging her so she wouldn't show her tears to Dawn.

"I miss Spike too Dawn."

Buffy and Dawn both left Spike's crypt and went back home.

As soon as Buffy and Dawn came home they came back to a atmosphere even worse than before. Everyone was sat around the table waiting for them. Stood up was Giles and motioned for the two girls to sit. They did and Giles began to spoke.

"I'm gonna cut to the chase this time." Buffy knew what was coming next.

"I'm leaving and going to England." Giles turned to Buffy who now had even more tears in her eyes. Even though she half expected it still kinda came as a shock.

"I'm so sorry Buffy." Giles said as he went to hug her. Buffy pulled back and ran upstairs; she just couldn't deal with this now. It all got too much for Buffy, first she had kicked Willow out and Spike had been killed and now Giles was leaving Buffy. She was all alone. Buffy wished she had Spike to tell her she'll get by like he always did, but this time she knew she was alone.

The woods of Sunnydale were never quiet, but tonight they were too quiet. That was until rustling of tree and snapping of twigs broke the silence which seemed to be lurking in Sunnydale's woods. The thing that was running through Sunnydale was no stranger to Sunnydale's monsters. He'd lived in Sunnydale for about five years now and knew his way around pretty well. However he was a stranger to running around Sunnydale at night in the nude. He needed to get back to his place quick.

The past few hours had been running from the sunlight and dodging running into the slayer. He didn't want her knowing he was back. Not yet anyway.

To be continued……..