Title: Death

Author: electricgurl

E-mail: electricgurl0582yahoo.ca

Disclaimer: I don't own them. I wish I did but all the same.

Paring: Small Buffy and Spike. Possible more to come.

Timeline: After the 5th seasons finale.

Summary: A five minute story that just kinda mutated. Takes place after Buffy's death and then when she is brought back. But this version has a Spuffy twist...Enjoy and Please R&R:-) This will shape into an AU if people want me to continue....


I am dead. The inevitable cannot be changed. I move through this world into the new one that awaits me. I smile as I see those who loved me talking about me and the things that I have done. Smiles cross their faces and i know that they will be okay. I talk another step forward and I am throw back into my history.

The moments before my parting of this world. My sister. Spike. Willow. Xander. Giles Everyone is safe now. Angel in L.A. People I don't even know are safe know because of my sacrifice. And I would do it all over again if it would make sure they were all safe. I see Dawn and Spike comforting one another over my death. He will take good care on her. I trust him.

It was great to say the least...My friends...My family...My life. I take a deep breath and smile. Everything will be fine. They are safe.

I take another step. I'm back to when I was engaged with Spike. I smile. That was the night I finally gave into my feelings for him. I feel all my feelings for him in that moment. He is the one that I will probably miss the most. At least I think he will be. He was always there for me and I'm sorry that I won't be there for him. I wipe away the tear that would have fell.

Another step. The day I meet Angel. I shake my head at how naive I was. I sigh. First Loves. I grinned. Then frowned. I can't hope but wonder how Angel would take my death. Hopefully better then the others are. I bit my lip and I am ready to move on...In more ways then one.

Another step. I am in my old high school just after I had been called as a slayer. I can feel my hate and confusion. Everything is bearing down on me and I can't help but feel disgust in myself. I was hating what I was...WHO I am...I growl at my younger self. Stupid. If only I had collected myself at a younger age. I might have been a better slayer.

I sigh and take another step. I'm younger now. A child. Before I ever had to worry about slaying or vampires. My whole family is around me. My father is there. My Mom and Dad are calmly talking about their work. I sigh and tip my head. If only I hadn't held on to this image for so long. I growl at myself at this thought. Why worry about this now. My life is done and over. I've lived a full life and now there is nothing I can do about it.

A final step and I---I don't know where I am but I know that I am safe. I smile and look up. There is my mother and friends that have pasted away far to early. I smile as mom runs over to see me. I grin at her, and pull her close. I hug her like my soul depended on it. I know that everything will be fine. My friends will move on and I will be safe and sound and not have to worry about anything every again. I am home. The world will live to grow and my friends on Earth will move on. Years in the future I will see the others. They will come and join me and we will live happily ever after.

I feel ill. I can feel something pulling me away from where I am. I am fighting it but it's to strong. I scream in pain. My mother is holding me close. Telling me everything will be okay. Tears roll down my cheeks. I don't want to leave. I am in heaven. Someone wants to tear me from heaven. After my hard fought life I am now being torn from my paradise. I scream as I am pulled back.

Everything is being taken away from me. I slam into something. My body I am in my body. I open my mouth to scream but nothing comes out. There isn't any oxygen. I try and find out where I am. I finally figure it out. I'm in my coffin. Panic takes over and I begin to pull at the boards above my head. I need to get out of here.

Who would do this to me? Why would they be so evil? I fight my way to the surface. My hands ache with every swipe to get out of the prison I find myself in. I feel my hand reach the top. I am free. My other hand finds the fresh air and together they pull me up and out into the night air. For a moment I think that I am a vampire. But no atlas the powers that be are not that evil. I struggle out of the area and collapse to my knees. Everything is so bright. I have to close my eyes.

I growl out loud. I hate this world. Why am I back here. Haven't I done enough for these people. I growl and stand up. I have to find someone that can help me get back to where I belong. I need to find Spike.