Author's Note: I know though this is in character for Buffy, it is out of character for Kathryn. Remember, Buffy was a bitch before she became the Slayer. After

becoming the Slayer, Merrick's death, and her parents' divorce she was a different person. But don't worry. Everything will be explained in due time. And for my

Phoenix fans, the story will be finished. My hands just have their own version of writers block when I go to type up a chapter for it. But don't worry,hopefully I'll update

soon depending on how hectic work is. Ta.

A/N 2: I would like to thank all of you who reviewed and Chris, my beta. And as a couple of people pointed out to me, I spelled Annette's and Sebastian's names

wrong. Thank you all for pointing those out to me. Now on to the fic and I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 2: The End

Dear Seb,

Since I'm writing to you again I guess you already assumed that I'm back in Sunnydale. It's been...rough. I don't really want to talk about it right now.

Just know that I'm fine and I won't be doing that again anytime soon, no matter how much I want to. I learned the hard way that I can't run from my destiny,

from who I am. And I never will.

I've been back for about a week now. Nothing's back to normal, but it's getting there. Slowly but surely it's getting there. Will, Xand, and I still hang out but

it's really different from how it used to be. Giles, I know, is glad I'm back, even though he has his own way of showing it. It must be a British thing. It seems

he's the only one who is happy to have me back without any buts. That really surprised me. I

thought he was going to be hurt, disappointed, angry, and not want to be my watcher anymore. I don't know what

I'd do without him. His reaction was the one I feared the most. I thought he would yell and scream at me, before kicking me out and telling me he never wanted

to see me again. But he didn't. He just held me. After my friends left we talked and he told me how much he missed me and that no matter what he could never be

angry with me. He understood and accepted me back with open arms. That was the least I expected. No one's ever treated me that way before. Mom, on the other hand,

is acting like any move I make is to run away again. If she could keep me under lock and key then she'd lock me up and throw away the key. But I guess I deserve it. I just

wish it would stop.

Love,

Buffy

Dear Seb,

Angel's back. I don't know how or why, but he is. I don't know what to do, what to feel. He's not even himself anymore. He's like an animal. I just... I'm so

scared. I wish you were here with me. I can't do this alone right now.

Please call me when you get this letter. Our new number is 555-1915. It's still the same area code.

Love,

Buffy

Dear Seb,

Sorry I haven't written in a while. Things have been really busy. Mom wants to spend mother daughter time, I have extra training and patrols to do, I'm studying

for the SAT with Giles almost every night, and with Snyder watching me like a hawk I never have any free time. I don't know how I have time at all for all the

things everyone keeps scheduling for me. Angel and I are trying to take it slow and be friends, but we hardly get any time to talk as it is. I think Mom

wants it that way. But on the bright side I've got news.

The other day, guess what Faith and I got? A new watcher. Wimpy Wesley. I swear that man is such a dork. At first Faith and I were like screw this, but

now things are starting to look up. He's decided that he's our new watcher and that that's that. Well, today he decided that since he's the watcher, we have to

train. Faith's running him ragged on the track right now. I'm watching from the window in the library. It's very amusing. And I get to play with him next. It's

going to be so much fun. He wants to work with the quarter-staff. But don't worry. I promise not to hurt him... too much.

Love,

Buffy

Dear Seb,

Angel's leaving me. He told me earlier today when we were hunting a demon. I love him so much and I want my life to be with him. He doesn't. And I just... Oh,

God, Sebastian. I feel like I'm dying. It hurts so bad I feel like I can't breathe. I feel like I can't breathe... Please come. I need you.

Love,

Buffy

Dear Seb,

Not much to say since my last letter except we've completely lost Faith. Not as in dead, lost her. We've lost her to the other side. All this time when we

thought she was evil some part of me still hoped that it was just an act, just a facade. No such luck, however.

She poisoned Angel today. We're still looking for a cure but so far no cigar. I don't know if we'll be able to find one in time.

And with the mayor, we still don't know how to stop this ascension. What we need right now is a miracle. That's the only thing that's going to save us.

Love,

Buffy

Dear Seb,

We did it. We stopped the ascension. Now I say we party followed by lots of sleep. And don't even bother waking me until college starts.

Love,

Buffy

PS- Have you two picked out a date yet? Inquiring minds want to know.

Dear Seb,

I know I said that I didn't want to see anyone after Angel, but I met this guy named Riley. The only reason I started going out with him was to shut Willow up and

get her off my back about dating. He's blonde, a farm boy from Iowa, has a pulse and reflection, and is the exact opposite of Angel. He's a nice, normal boy which

is something I need right now. Let's just hope everything works out. Speaking of working out, we're going to see how that goes. He's picking me up

in an hour so I have to go and get ready. I call you late and let you know how things are going.

Love,

Buffy

Dear Seb,

Remember Adam that I told you about? Well, we found a way to stop him. Giles found this spell that combined our essences. Unfortunately we also kinda woke up the

first Slayer. She wasn't happy one bit. After the battle, Xander, Willow, Giles, and I went over to my house to watch movies. Well, we all fell asleep and

the first Slayer tried to kill us all in our dreams. It was all really creepy. Especially the cheese man. He was just some random guy with a plate of cheese

slices. It was weird. He kept saying stuff like he cheese slice on his head. I don't know what that was about but it's going to be along time before I eat

cheese again.

Love,

Buffy

PS- Dawn says "Hi."

Dear Seb,

Mom's dead. There was a complication after the surgery. The doctors said even if she had been found in time there still wouldn't have been anything we

could do.

Dawn's taking it pretty hard. I'm trying to keep busy. If I stop for a minute then Mom really is dead. And I'm not ready for that. Not yet.

Call me when you get this letter. I really need to talk.

Love,

Buffy

Dear Seb,

Thanks for the pictures and congratulations again. You guys, though I hate to admit it, make a cute couple. I really wish I could have been there, if not for her

then at least for you. Now on to a different subject. The way this is going it'll be way too mushy, even for me.

Really though, this isn't good news and I don't know when I'll be able to write you again. When you get this we won't be in Sunnydale anymore. I can't tell

you anymore than that because right now even I don't know where we're headed. I know what you're thinking, but this isn't isn't like when I ran away. Glory

finally found out that Dawn's the key and she's after us. If she gets her hands on Dawn then she'll kill her. And I can't let that happen.

I want to be optimistic about the outcome of this, but I can't seem to this time. We're going to lose someone in this battle. I just know it. I only know

that it won't be Dawn. I won't let her die. I can't loose her, too. Not after Mom. She's all I have left.

Love,

Buffy

Dear Seb,

Don't fall out of your chair in a faint when you read this. I know you probably are about to, but listen. This isn't some sick prank. It's really me, Buffy. I'm

really back. I tried to call and tell you, but the people with that number said that it didn't belong to you anymore. They said you moved. I pretty much

figured you would after you got married.

Willow brought me back. She used some kind of spell. I don't know what, but they thought it didn't work. So they left me right where they put me. In my grave. I

keep having nightmares about waking up in there. It's small, dark, and there's no air. I can't breathe. I can't move. And when I make it out I'm in Hell. It's

the same thing every night. Spike's the only one I can really talk to here. He's the only one I can relate to. But even that's not enough.

Willow and everyone keep expecting me to thank them and be grateful for what they did to me. Spike's the only one that knows. Everyone else thought I was in

Hell. A Slayer in Hell! Like that'd ever happen.

But this, being back... this is Hell. Everything here is so bright, loud, and violent. Everything I feel. Everything I touch. It all hurts. All I want is to go

back. Why can't I go back? Why won't they let me rest? What have I done to deserve this endless torture? I don't understand.

Spike can hit me now. He doesn't feel any pain. His chip still works, just not on me for some reason. He keeps saying that I came back wrong. I'm beginning to

believe him.

Love,

Buffy

PS- Please don't tell them where I was. It would only make things worse.

Dear Seb,

I'm sorry about the baby. I know the loss must be hard for both of you. Annette was almost due, too. I'm sorry the doctors couldn't do anything to save him. He

would have been a beautiful little boy. You would've been a great father.

I would come out but right now we're short of Scoobies. Giles took Willow back to England with him after her episode. He's taking her to a coven to help

with her magic problem. Giles is going with her. He said it could be months or years before she's ready to come back. I really hope it's not years.

Spike's not here either. No one knows where he is. Not even Clem. Clem told me that Spike asked him to look after his crypt while he was gone. He didn't say where

he was going or when he'd be back. I neve thought I'd say this, but I miss him.

On the good news I got a job. It doesn't involve stripes or funny hats either. I got a job as a councillor at the new Sunnydale High. I was just as

surprised as I'm sure you are. It's not that bad either. I'm actually pretty good at it. The school principal is the one who gave me the job. In fact, he

pretty much begged me to accept his offer. I don't know why, but I'm glad he did. I kinda like getting to help people outside of being the Slayer and all. I

just can't stop thinking about the principal though. It's not what you think. It's not that way. It's just I could have sworn I've met him before. He's so

familiar. I just can't seem to put my finger on it. It will probably come to me after I've sent this letter.

Love,

Buffy

Dear Seb,

This is it. The final battle. We're going in first thing in the morning. Willow is going to do a spell to activate all the slayers. Any girl who had the

potential to be a slayer will be one. It will no longer be one girl. It will be all of us. These girls are going to have what all the slayers before them

never got to have: a choice and a life.

We're going to go into the Hellmouth and bring the fight to the First. This is going to end once and for all.

I'll call you after it's over. I have a good feeling about this. I know we're going to win. I don't know how I know, I just do. I can feel it. I know there

will be casualties, but this is war. If I dwell on those we lose, then we'll all lose. I'll deal with everything afterwards. I won't be able to afford to deal

during.

Love,

Buffy

Dear Seb,

Giles is taking most of the girls to Cleveland. Evidently there's a Hellmouth there. Faith is going with them for the time being and Dawn is going to

study at Oxford. She's going to study ancient languages and learn to become a watcher. That's where Giles went. He's so proud of her. So am I.

I'm not going to Cleveland. I'm coming home. There's a dojo on 48th that I'm opening up. It's going to be called Wild Angel. As far as slaying is concerned, I'm

retired. I'll slay if I have to, but this is what I'm doing with my retirement. I've been away for so long that now it's time to confront my past. There's no use

hiding anymore.

I'll give you my number when I get there. See ya later, bro.

Love,

Buffy

A/N: I'm going to have elements from a different fandom in here. I left a few hints as to what fandom it is. Cookies to whoever figures it out.