Buffy sat besides Angel, her hand gripped onto his lifeless cold one. Tears swamped her eyes, her bottom lip trembled, as she scanned her dead lovers body. The doctors weren't able to save him, Buffy had asked for a minute alone to say her goodbyes. However when she walked into the room, no words left her mouth, only tears leaked from her eyes.
"I'm so sorry," whispered Buffy, stroking her thumb across his hand.
Buffy regretted arguing with him, yelling at him for nothing. If she had known that it would of been his last few hours, she would of kissed him endlessly instead. It was true; you don't know what you have until it's gone. Buffy felt empty, she felt emotionally and physically drained. She, shakingly, lowered her lips to Angel's hand and placed a kiss on it; she cringed as she felt the coldness tingle her lips. Suddenly a hole appeared in Angels upper chest and a bullet floated out of it. Buffy stared in confusion, the wound healed up as the bullet floated in the air above Angel. Buffy looked down and gasped as Angel groaned, his eyes fluttering open slowly.
"Who knew a tiny piece of metal could do so much damage ?"
Buffy spun around, her jaw dropped as Willow moved further into the room. Buffy stared at her appearance; black hair, black eyes, black clothes, huge veins travelling across her face. She let go of Angel's hand and stood up, her eyes never left Willow.
"Willow, what happened to you ?" questioned Buffy.
"Bufy. Hey," smiled Willow.
"What's wrong ?" asked Buffy, stepping closer.
"You'll find out soon enough. I have to go," replied Willow, simply.
"Where ? Why ?" asked Buffy, raising her eyebrow.
"I have to meet my companions," grinned Willow.
"Companions ?" repeated Buffy.
Willow clicked her fingers; the bullet zoomed over towards her and landed in her outstreched palm. She looked at it in awe, turning it around with her fingers. She stared at it, hard and long, before it popped and dissapeared into thin air.
"You'll find out," replied Willow.
Willow dissapeared in a flash of lightening.
"What happened ?" mumbled Angel, rubbing his head.
Buffy turned and ran over, pulling him into a hug. Tears ran down her cheek as his arms wrapped around her, stroking her back. However she couldn't push Willow's comment away and worry spread through her veins.
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Dawn pushed open the door, which wasn't locked, and pushed the pram inside. Xander stepped in behind her, shutting the door, and taking off his jacket. Dawn looked around; the house was deserted. She picked up a sleeping Phoebe and pressed her against her chest, swaying her slightly.
"Where is everyone ?" questioned Xander.
"I'm not entirely sure," mumbled Dawn, thinking exactly the same thing.
"I'll go check in the kitchen and outside," said Xander, heading towards the kitchen.
Dawn nodded and headed towards the stairs, tightening her grip around her niece. She walked up the stairs, she felt a shiver rush down her spine as the top step creaked. Dawn walked down the hallway and into Buffy's room; no one was there. She walked over to the crib and lay Phoebe down, covering her with a blanket. Dawn bent down and kissed Phoebe on the head, mumbling a 'sweet dreams'. Dawn backed out of the bedroom, closing the door behind her, and moving towards Willow's room. Dawn pushed open the door, she realised it was empty, although, suddenly, something caught her eye. She stepped further into the room, she noticed a foot poke from behind the bed.
"Tara ?" she whispered.
Dawn's eyes widened, tears quickly welled up in her blue eyes, as her hand covered her open mouth.
"No, no, no," Dawn whispered, backing out of the room.
She closed the door and fell onto her knee's, sobbing into her hands. Tara. Dead. The words repeated in her head, they screamed at her and taunted her. She suddenly heard the door open from downstairs, she shakily stood up and moved towards the top of the stairs.
"Is anyone even home ?" questioned Cordelia.
"I'm not sure," replied Giles, closing the door behind him.
"Well, if Cordy's preminition was right, they will probably be at the hospital," said Faith.
Dawn, silently, thanked God and rushed down the stairs.
"Dawn -"
Giles wasn't able to finish his sentence, Dawn flung herself onto him and sobbed into his shoulder. Giles stroked her back, slightly confused at her greeting, although he still tried his best to comfort her.
"Dawn! What is it ?" asked Faith.
"So, this is Buffy's little sister. Hi! I'm -"
"Not now, Cordelia," sighed Faith, rolling her eyes.
"She's dead, she's dead," trembled Dawn, pulling away from Giles and looking at him.
"Who is dead, Dawn ?" questioned Giles, giving her a concerned look.
Suddenly the door opened behind them.
"Giles ?" questioned Buffy, who was holding onto Angel's hand.
Giles turned around, his jaw dropped as his slayer walked through the door. Before he could greet her, Buffy pulled him into a hug and squeezed hold of him tightly. Giles smiled and patted her on the back, returning the gesture. Buffy smiled, she was so happy that Giles had returned.
"G-man! You're back!" cried Xander, entering from the kitchen.
Xander quickly joined the hug. The three of them stood there for a while; simply hugging. Then Buffy saw Dawn's trembling face and broke away, rushing over to her sister.
"Dawnie, what is it ?" asked Buffy, cupping her cheeks.
"Tara," whispered Dawn, her whole body shaking.
Suddenly the door opened for the third time. Everyone turned to see Anya, who, like Dawn, was also trembling. She flung herself into Xander's arms, burrying her head into his shoulder.
"Anya!" cried Xander, kissing her head.
"Their back, Xander, their back!" mumbled Anya, pulling herself out of his embrace.
"Who is back, Anya ?" questioned Angel.
"Our worst fears, who else ?" trembled Anya, trying to steady her shaking hands.
Wow. This whole thing is going to be tougher than I planned. I just hope I can pull it off haha. Reviews are appreciated.