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I opened my eyes and saw Mal, he was sitting beside me with Simon.

"Bao Bei, you truly worried me for a time." Mal smiled.

"Ship ok?" I was so groggy. Mal laughed.

"Yeah, ships fine and dandy n crew is back. Simon here, got you patched up."

"That's nice." Geez, what did they give me? I feel stoned as hell. I blinked trying to focus.

"Relax..Buffy, pain medication is making you tired." Simon was being very clinical and I laughed only to grimace in pain.

"Ya think?" Mal smirked, loving my sarcasm. "Sorry, thank you for fixing me up Simon."

"Just rest, I will check on you later." Simon left, leaving me with Mal.

"He hates me."

"Nah, just doesn't understand you." Mal was staring at me, smiling.

"You seem to." I was finally feeling less foggy and making sense.

"Hm...suppose I do, partly." Mal looked like he wanted to ask me something.

"Ask." I smiled

"How did you..." He looked at me surprised.

"I can read you pretty well. You are thinking...about something..." I smiled "So ask."

"That is a loaded question." Mal stood up, walked over and closed the door to medical. "Where you from? What ship, did you command? You seem to understand me better then even Zoe...who are you?" He was shooting the question at me, one after another and I can understand his frustration. "Why did you stay with me, when you could have been safe with the crew? You barely know me and you took a bullet for me"

"Whoa...ok stop." Too many questions at once, I took a breath and tried to sit up a bit. "Let's go to either your or my room."

"Doc won't be likin that." Mal smirked knowing he did the same thing. "I'm carrying you, at least till we get there. Everyone is sleeping anyway."

"Fine...Dammit." He picked me up and carried me to his quarters. Albeit painfully, I climbed the ladder down to his quarters, it was what I expected. A few things here and there but it was sparse. "I am not even sure where to start."

"The beginning usual works." Mal was sat down on the end of the bed, looking far too serious.

"Promise me, that you will let me finish telling you everything, before you ask more questions?" He nodded. "I have only been here, since a few days before I found you on Elsa. As in here, I mean this dimension..." His eyes widened. "I am from Earth, but not the Earth you knew here. We don't have spaceships, we don't live on other planets and don't speak Chinese." I smiled at him, praying he would be patient. "My name is Buffy Anne Summers and I am a Slayer, I was brought here to help River. She is a slayer as well but was never supposed to be called...Alliance screwed everything up here."

"I know I said I wouldn't ask questions, but what is a slayer?" Mal was trying, I had to give him that.

"Every generation a chosen one is born, she alone to fight against the demons, vampires and basically evil. That would be me, at least for my time. Slayers were never suppose to be activated here. Slayers are gifted. We are stronger, faster, rapid healing and can sense danger. Although, River's intuition is far beyond anything I have seen, she is a reader. I believe that was Alliance influence from when they held her."

"So how did you get here?" Mal was obviously not going to follow the no question rule. Really couldn't blame him.

"I died." I smiled sadly at him. "We had a battle to stop Earth's demise in my time, we won, but I stayed behind to help my friends escape. Technically the powers pulled me out before I died but no real difference."

"Powers?"

"Crap...too much to explain here. There are gods, superbeings...hell I don't know what to call them. They watch over everything even here. They gave me a choice, proceed to my reward or take another mission with a chance to be happy. I took the mission."

"To help River?"

"Exactly." I could see he was processing. "I died before, not this time the last time. Ergh...this is complicated to explain. The battle before this one, I sacrificed myself to save Earth and went to heaven. My friends brought me back, which destroyed the balance between good and evil, hence the last battle."

"You realize this sounds insane right?" Mal was staring at me, I knew he was trying to believe me, but from his perspective I couldn't blame him.

"Yes...I really do. I can prove it." I looked around the room and finally spotted something to help my cause. "That barbell, take the weights off the end of the bar." Mal got up and did as I said. "Try and bend it."

"I can't bend that!" I stared at him, till he gave in and tried.

"Give it to me." I grabbed the bar and bent it in half.

"Ma de!" Mal grabbed the bent bar from me, trying to undo it. "You are serious." I nodded, looking at him with a small smile. "Why did your friends bring you back the first time? How?"

"Honestly, I think it was mainly...because they missed me. Willow said she thought I was in some hell dimension, she was crushed when she realized she pulled me from heaven. I was angry at them, I hated being back." I stared off remembering how pissed I was at them all. "Willow is a witch, a very powerful one. That is how they brought me back."

"You said 'them'?"

"My friends...Willow, Xander, Anya, Tara..." My voice caught on Tara, I missed the witch. "Tara was killed about a year ago. I also have a sister, Dawn. Giles who was my watcher, he trained me. Neither of them had anything to do with bringing me back."

"You miss them?" Mal seemed more curious now then anything else.

"At times...the way you are with the crew that is how I was with them. It seems like so long ago. We weren't close at the end, they didn't agree with my leadership choices."

"They never do." Mal smiled.

"Spike did. Even if he didn't, I think he would have followed me anywhere."

"Spike?"

"He was a vampire."

"Aren't they the bad guys?" Mal quirked a brow at me.

"Yes and no, he sought out his soul and fought along side me for six years. He was in love with me."

"Did you...I mean it's none of my business but..." Mal was squirming and I found it cute.

"Yes, but I wasn't in love with him. He was one of the few who always stood by me."

"What happens when you finish helping River? You have to go back?" His voice was hesitant and I could read what he hoped my answer was.

"This was a one way trip, there is no going back." Part of me was sad at that statement and another thrilled. "They said I might have a shot at happiness here...that would be nice." I smiled at him.

"Indeed it would." He had that glint in his eye that I loved, mischievous and happy.

"Please, don't tell the crew, at least not yet. It's nice to be normal at least for now."

"Not my story to tell. Happy you told me though...why did you tell me?" He was like a little kid with his curiosity.

"I trust you." I looked him in the eye. "The second I saw your eyes, I trusted you." He blushed.

"You ain't like anyone I ever met." I don't even think he realizes it, but as we talked he kept moving closer to me...to the point where he was right next to me. I put my hand on his. He was staring at my lips and I knew we were on the same page. I leaned over and kissed him. He seemed surprised at first, but then was kissing me back everything else was forgotten.