Title:
Big Empty
Author: Elizabeth
Started: March
15, 2006...well technically the 13th in English but yea haha
Disclaimer: Boy do I wish I owned some then CalArts wouldn't be out of the question…so that's a no I don't own anything but the idea
Summary: This is and AU story set after season 6 when Buffy comes back from heaven. Angel comes and there we have it! B/A all the way hehe
AN: okay so hi! This is my fist fic since I was around 12 so I don't really expect much from this other then to get back into the swing of things.
She sat on the roof watching the stars dot the dark Californian sky. This action was becoming a habit for Buffy Summers. It was the one place she could come and think on both past and present. The past year had been one full of heartache, first the death of her mother, her sister being taken, then her own death.
Can this year get any worse? She thought to herself. "Of course it can, this is Sunnydale." Standing up stretching the stiffness from her legs before climbing in threw her window. Slightly grinning to herself as memories filter in of herself as a young girl climbing in and out of that window, normally returning from a sweep of the cemeteries with her then life. Angel. His name alone sent chills down her spin. It had been so long she thought, "too long".
"Buffy! We're leaving you sure you don't want to come?" Dawns perky voice called from outside the door thus pulling Buffy from her thoughts.
Making her way to the door she braced her self. Look happy just keep on smiling. Pulling the door open, putting forth her best grin "No I think im going to stay in, go to bed early. Im sorta tired." Nodding while folding her arms around her chest. Rubbing them slightly trying to take the chill she'd gotten from outside off.
Trying to hold in her disappointment Dawn moved in on the next thing on her mind before leaving "You okay? You look-" eyeing her sister some "depressed…" In full honesty she was worried about her big sister. It wasn't only Dawn though. Everyone was. But they all put it off to her being pulled from a hell dimension.
"Yea I just didn't sleep good last night." It wasn't a full out lie, she hadn't slept well. But her not sleeping well and the lack of will to go out were nowhere on the same playing field. Its too soon she thought. How can I go out in a world I don't want to be in? Its too much.
By the time she realized she'd zoned out Dawn had already told her alright and was half way down the stairs. She wanted to yell wait, to make sure her sister would be back but she didn't. It didn't matter if she came back, it wouldn't change anything. Just one more responsibility added to the on-going pile.
Get a job. Pay the never-ending bills. Slay. Take care of sister and friends. Be mom. The stress of it all was killing her. "But that's the rub isn't it?" Sighing as she descended the stairs, "Another night of going threw the motions." because in fact that's all she was doing. She knew it and if any of her friends looked close enough they could see it too. But they didn't. They were just happy to have her back.
Taking a seat on the couch turning on a movie. Good mindless entertainment she thought as she curled up, pulling a pillow to her chest and hugging it close.
About an hour into the movie she wasn't so sure this was the right thing to be watching. "Oh that's real smart Michael invite the head vampire into your home, some man of the house you are…moron." Rolling her eyes at the TV. Ever since becoming the slayer watching vampire movies had lost their flair. When you're up against the undead on a nightly bases Edward Herman as the chief bad guy just doesn't cut it.
A knock at the door pulled her from her critical thoughts. Getting up, making her way to the door she wondered who it could be. "Dawn did you forget your keys? The door is unlock-" pulling the door open she froze. Everything she'd been thinking washed away by the shock.
"Buffy" he breathed out. Unable to stop himself Angel reached his hand out. He had to make sure she was there. He had to feel her skin, hold her close. He had to know she wasn't just a dream. That she wasn't dead anymore.
