Title: Wanted
Rating: Umm, right now G, but will be at least T (aka-Rating Pending)
Story Summary: Everyone needs to be wanted. Some people want to be needed. The Slayer will get some much needed help in a stranger. But there's something about him that's so familiar...Don't forget wishes can come true, so whistle while you work.
Chapter Summary: Buffy wakes up the day after the big battle. Sometimes, ir's hard to face the sun.
Author's Notes: I am sorry that it took me so long to update, but I will try harder! Girl Scouts honor! lol. Well, I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own anyone/thing so how would I make money off of this exactly?
Wanted-
Chapter 2:
Greeting Mr.Sun
"Buff?"
"Mphh!"
"Come on, big sis…time to say hello to Mr. Sun. "
"Nuh-huh. Leave m'alone!"
The petite brunette sighed, gathered her strength, and yanked. With a 'thump' and a small yelp from her older sister, the covers fell off Buffy and well, Buffy fell off the bed.
"Poopy head." The slayer pouted as she stood to start the day.
"So's your face." Dawn called as she walked down the stairs towards lunch.
Disgruntled and cranky, Buffy made her way to the bathroom. As she looked into the mirror, Buffy yawned. 'Well, there's something to be said for beauty sleep,' thought the blonde as she washed her face. She had to admit that after the first couple weeks she had noticed a dramatic decrease of those little wrinkly lines which she so hated. 'Still,' Buffy thought, "Was it worth it? Was it worth…him?'
"Hey, sis! Food's up!" called a voice from the kitchen.
"I need to move on; I need to clear my head. Maybe I'll visit Dad next week. Maybe…"
As Buffy pulled on her t-shirt she heard the phone ring and the loud "Got it!" from Dawn. What was unusual about this Monday morning, however, was due to the loud scream and crying which Buffy heard as soon as she opened her bedroom door.
"What happened?" Buffy asked, concerned, as she ran into the living room of the Summers' house. Today though, the bright interior and cheery sunligh seemed to contrast sharply with its youngest inhabitant. "Dawnie?"
A visibly shaken Willow held her hand over the phone she'd recently replaced onto the cradle after Dawn dropped it. The red-head pointed towards the hallway where they could talk more privately. When, they had moved there Buffy immediately asked about the phone call.
"Buffy," the Wicca started, "it's…Buffy, it's Spike."
A/N: Cliffhanger much? Sorry guys, but it was a total accident b/c I wan the next part to bea seperate chapter. Oh well, I'll update soon!