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Buffy the Vampire Slayer
The Dream!
"Hello? Anyone home? Willow? Dawn? Xander? Giles?" As Buffy closed the door she looked into the living room, trying to find any knowable person. But to no avail. With a sigh she walked into the living room as she walked towards the couch to lay on it. A sigh escaped from her as she slowly closed her eyes. Although she tried really hard to get rid of the images in her head, she knew she couldn't escape them. Ever since Sunnydale was destroyed, all she had done was fighting vampires in Europe. Now that Sunnydale was finally back up again, she was sent back to town for there were rumours that the hell mouth was going to open again. But even while she kept on fighting, the only thing she could think about… Was Spike. God! How much she missed him. She never knew that after all these years, all these times, and all the things they've gone trough, she was actually starting to love him. But it was too late now. Spike was gone, and she would never have the chance to show him how much she cared. How foolish she was. Ever since she was brought back from heaven she used him as a piece of junk. She played with his mind, not to mention his feelings. And she did it without any remorse. He was as trash to her. Trash she recycled every single time she felt it was needed. Only to feel. But now… How could she know that in the end he turned to be more than that. And the hard cold truth, was that it was too late now. She only realized how much she cared about him on the day he died. For the world, Sunnydale, The Scooby gang, and her.
As she almost felt asleep she heard noises from out of the kitchen. Thinking that it would probably be Dawn or one of her friends she sat up straight waiting for the person to enter the living room. But after one minute, no one came. She slowly stood up as she entered the kitchen. The sun shone trough the windows as it was almost morning, and a warm breeze crossed her cheek as the door was open of the backyard. Knowing that something wasn't right she grabbed a knife as she slowly continued on walking to the door. "Dawn? Willow?" as no one replied she walked towards the door to see if she could find the person who was in her kitchen one second ago. As she bashed the door open she saw no one, until an envelope catched her eyes. She grabbed it up as she walked towards the kitchen again, sitting on a bar chair. As she opened it she felt all the life drained out of her as she held an Amulet in her hand. Her hands shaked as she took a close eye on it while she ran back to the backyard as fast as she could. She was sure about the fact that she wasn't getting crazy. The amulet… It was the same Amulet Spike had died for. The one that was destroyed, and now she held it in her hands. But that meant that… Spike, was still alive!
In the meantime Faith was struggling with herself as she had a bad dream. While sweat dript of her face, she started to mumble some words that woke Robin up. He sat down as he looked at the brunette slayer as he touched her shoulder. "Faith! Wake up, wake up. You're having a bad dream!" as Faith continued sleeping while having the bad dream, her face looked scared as she continued on mumbling. "No… Don't!" Soon followed by "murder, fear, darkness."
As Robin looked at Faith, he couldn't understand what she was talking about. He tried to continue waking her up as he saw Faith was crying now in her sleep. Worried about her, but knowing he couldn't wake her up he held her in his arms as if he was protecting her from the bad dreams she had. He knew that this wasn't the first time she had them. Ever since she came back out of L.A she had this nightmares almost every night. Something had happened there. He knew it for sure. But she refused to tell him.And everytime he asked for it she acted like she never had these dreams. As he felt Faiths breath on his chest, she knew the bad dream was over, and that she was calm now. He putted a kiss on her hair as he caressed it while looking at her, sleeping. "Faith, what has happened to you in LA" he whispered softly. It was more to his self though, than to her. He continued on caressing her hair and than her shoulder as he gazed in front of him. Swallowed into his own mind. One day, he was going to find out what has happened. One day, she will start trusting him. But until that day wasn't there yet, he knew... That he would never have her completely.