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Buffy the Vampire Slayer!

Chaos!

"So… It's true? Giles is really coming back?" As Faith leaned against the wall Buffy stood in front of her with her hands in her pockets, as she looked at the ground innocently.

"Yeah. Willow and the rest of the Scooby gang are busy now with reopening the Magic shop for him." With a weird look on her face Faith raised her brow as she grabbed a cigarette out of her pocket.

"The magic shop? In only one day? That's a lot of mojo jojo if you ask me. You guys don't even have a place to keep it." She played around with her lighter as she finally putted the cigarette in her mouth setting it on fire. As she blew some smoke out Buffy looked disgusted as she turned around a quarter looking at the park in front of them ignoring what Faith had just said. She knew she was right. But she didn't want to admit it, because this was something her friends really wanted to happen.

"I had a phone call of Angel last night." As Buffy said those words Faith all of a sudden choked in her smoke as she started to cough while throwing the cigarette on the ground. With a weird look Buffy stared at Faith who looked like she could die any moment for she had no idea what had happened in L.A back than.

"Are… you alright?" While raising her brow Faith reached out her hand with a sign that it was going good, although she was still coughing. Finally, after a few seconds she looked up at Buffy again as everything was returned to normal.

"Right… Angel, called. Why?" With a sigh Buffy turned around again looking at the park. "I don't know. Can't be good though. He wants to visit us. And you know how things like that end up. Either there's an apocalypse coming up, or he has turned into Angelus again." As Buffy said the words Angelus, Faith's face became pale as her look became hard and emotionless. But Buffy didn't see any of that, for she was looking at the park.

"Oh well… Just another apocalypse. Been there, done that, up to the next one right? Like it never stops." With a dry tune she said these words as her eyes also became hard, which Faith didn't saw, but knew, for she knew Buffy.

"That's a part of being a slayer B. We fight, we save the world, over and over again. And than we die in the fight. Because that's how we are. We won't die out of sickness or off old age. No slayer became older than 28. And we're not even 25."

"But I've died. Twice. And it didn't saved me did it? Because that's the thing Faith." She turned around now looking at Faith while crossing her arms. "We never die. We come back every, single, time. We don't know the word peace, for we live in fear all the time. Fear that there might be an apocalypse again, fear that something might happen to our friends, fear of how things will go and if the end of the world is near. But we don't fear dead, for we know that even that won't satisfy us. Once you think you're finally complete, and happy. You get pulled out like a bullet stuck in your flesh. And you know that things won't be good again. Because we all know the ending."

As Faith didn't replied she stared passed Buffy for she didn't dare to look her in the eye. Buffy was right. She knew that. Once they thought they would find satisfaction, it only became worse and worse until there was no stop any more. Like a plane falling down, like a train on a bridge that's split in two, like a car fallen of the cliffs into the ocean, like a heart, that stopped beating and all of a sudden gave you life again.

"And there it is. Our life's, our futures, our hell. And we both hate it, as loving it. Because that's the thing B. Once we think we are complete, we want more. And how more we want, the less satisfied we get. You think you're immortal. But the thing is… You're not. Because your emotions make you mortal. Wishes you can't succeed. Gifts that no one can give accept yourself. And even friends can't help you with being with who you are." As Faith looked angry with every single word she said Buffy's eyes became wider and wider. "Stop being so selfish. So yeah, you've died. You've been in heaven, you've lived your life. Big deal! Yu think this is hell? You think that having friends and everything that I ever wanted is one big hell? Than I feel truly sorry for you B. Because apparently, you have no idea how much you should treasure your life. No one out there would want me to bring back on earth when I would ever die. No one out there cares enough for me like that. And you have it all, and you're being so ungratefully. So yes… you knew a life without sorrow, pain, apocalypse, and everything that's good. But where you with your friends? Where you there with other who cared about you, or with others who pretended they cared about you for everything was all perfect. That's life. Life isn't perfect. Life is living it every second you can, treasure the good things, and be happy with what you have. Not to spin around in your own mind thinking about how bad it is. So yeah, go on… Keep pretending you're all that great and that you would rather die than to be alive. But don't let me be part of it." With these words Faith walked away angrily as Buffy was stunned. No one ever made an outburst like that to her. No one ever made her feel that… She was actually alive, except for Spike. And one way or another she felt peace with herself, for she knew Faith was right. She wasn't alone in this world. And life wasn't a hell. She had friends. And they were all that mattered. As Faith walked away Buffy quickly turned around as she grabbed Faith by her arm who looked surprised. "Faith… Thank you. Again." As her eyes were serious Faith nodded, not so sure what to think about it. And when she wanted to say 'you're welcome,' Buffy was the first one who spoke. "And you're wrong. You have Angel, Robin. And you have me." As a smile approached on the dark slayers face she finally didn't felt alone any more. And as they both started to walk too Buffy's house Faith putted her hands in her pockets as she looked at the blond slayer. "So… What time is Angel coming."

As Buffy stared at the ground her eyes became ashamed again, just as when Dawn asked her where her shirt was, that Buffy was wearing. An innocent smile played on her lips as Faith looked confused. "What?"

"Who said he wasn't already here?" And with pain in her heart, Faith couldn't ignore the fact, that she felt jealous when Buffy had said these words.

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"So… We buy this place, and give it to Giles"
"Yeah… That's, kind of the idea"
"Okay, okay. Good point. But… how about the items, and the money, for buying this place, for Giles"
"Xander has a point! After our house got sucked in that big hole Spike has left us, we lost our money. And now that we just bought a new house, we don't have any money left." As Xander nodded in agreement with Anya's words Willow turned around to face the couple as they stood in front of a building in the new shopping centre underground.

"Anya. When you and Giles bought the magic shop last time. Did you had any insurance?" Anya nodded as she looked at Willow while raising a brow.

"Yes. But when the magic shop got destroyed because of Spike, our insurance papers disappeared with the whole building. So we don't have any proof about the fact that we actually really had a shop. And since we only took cash… We don't have proof at our bank account either."

"Right…" As willow turned around again to face the building her head became empty for she knew what she thought. But she refused to think about it. As she putted her finger in front of her lips as if she was thinking really deeply she turned around again to face her two friends. "Well… I euhm… I could do a spell too…."

"No SPELLS!" As Xander interrupted in Willow's words, Willow looked at the ground, ashamed of herself. She knew that Xander was right. If she would use a spell, her dark power may grow back again. Besides… She wasn't allowed to do any spells for her own favour. As Willow turned red Anya stepped forward as she looked at the building.

"Maybe Willow can't do a spell. But I can." With that she disappeared, leaving a worried Xander and Willow behind.

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Giles in the meantime was packing his stuff from out of London as his plane would leave in 10 hours. He slowly looked at a piece of paper that she picked up, as he looked sad. With a sigh he threw the paper away as he grabbed his bags and walked out of the house on his way to the hotel nearby where his plane would arrive soon. As he walked out of the house he turned around to look if there was anything else he should bring with, as his eyes finally looked at the paper again.

"MAGIC SHOP: OWNED BY RUPERT GILES AND ANYA HARRIS"

He took off his glasses as he cleaned it. As he putted them up again his eyes were still focused on the piece of paper. And as soon as he had threw it away. As soon he stood next to it again to pick it up as he putted it in his pockets. With that he closed the door behind him as she looked around the room closely again, for one last time.