Buffy gasped as she felt the freezing temperature of the snow that was nested under her. As she stood, she realized that it was eerily quiet. Spike was also standing up just a foot away from her and Emily a few feet from him. Emily?
"Emily!" Spike said, stomping through the snow towards his child. He scooped her into his arms and carried her towards Buffy and set her down. "Did you get sucked in?" He asked Emily. Emily frowned and look to her parents, then shaking her head.
"I wanted to fight the bad monsters." Emily whispered as Buffy and Spike sighed deeply.
"Emily, you cant do everything Mommy and Daddy do. You arent strong enough." Buffy attemped to reason with her.
"Buffy…" Spike began to say. "This is the place in my dream." His voice was shaky and Buffy could tell he was remembering what he saw in his dream. I still havent told her what I saw. She doesn't need the visual. She knows what she needs to know.
"Spike, there's blood here." Buffy said, touching the white cold snow. Spike took Emily's hand in his and followed Buffy. He tilted his head and caught the scent in the air. Emily's blood.
"She was here, Buffy." Spike said. "The blood, it's hers." Buffy walked away from the blood-stained snow and started to trail behind an evergreen tree. This place is covered in them. Snow, trees, and wind. Everywhere. It was hard to see clearly as everything was blinding. To keep her safe, Spike carried little Emily in his arms.
At the same time but definitely not the same place, the rest of the gang landed on a not so fluffy white snow covered ground. They were in the center of Sunnydale. They looked around at each other. They realized then that Spike and Buffy were nowhere to be found.
"This cant be good." Xander said with a gulp as Giles cleaned his glasses.