Thanks so much everyone! This is like my version of 'The Gift' - its rather similar, the end events are wrote differently, although some bits will be the same and it won't be half as good as the original :) It's just like what I thought would happen. Let me know what you think. Loveageee x

"Anything ?" sighed Buffy.

"Nothing you want to hear. The ritual is, uh -"

"Explain it again," interruppted Buffy, crossing her arms over her chest.

"There's nothing new to -"

"Go through it again," said Buffy, firmly.

Everyone look nervously at Buffy. They knew it was tearing Buffy up inside, she had given up so much to keep Dawn safe and her plans had all crumbled. Now, her worst fear had become reality; Dawn was caught and Glory had what she wanted. And, anyone who knew Buffy knew that she hated when the bad guys thought they had won.

"The key was ... living energy. It needed to be channeled, poured into a specific place at a specific time. The energy ... would flow into that spot, the walls between the dimensions break down. It stops, the energy's used up, the walls come back up. Glory uses that time to get back into her own dimension, not caring that all manner of hell will be unleashed on earth in the meantime.

"Um, but only for a little while, right ? The walls come back up, uh, no more h-hell ?" asked Anya, looking around.

"That's only if the energy is stopped. And now the key is human ... is Dawn," replied Willow, sighing.

"The blood flows, the gates will open. The gates will close when it flows no more. When Dawn is dead," sighed Giles, taking off his glasses.

Everyone was silent, they didn't know how to respond to that piece of information.

"I have places to be!" cried Tara, breaking the silence.

Everyone turned to look over at Tara, who was curled up in a chair to the side. She fell silent again, nuzzling her head into her knee.

"Why blood ? Why Dawn's blood ? Why couldn't it be like a lymph ritual ?" questioned Xander, rolling his eyes at his last comment.

"'Cause it's always got to be blood," replied Spike, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"We're not actually discussing dinner right now," grumbled Xander.

"Blood is life, lackbrain. Why do you think we eat it ? It's what keeps you going. Makes you warm. Makes you hard. Makes you other than dead. Course it's her blood," replied Spike.

"Pretty simple math here. We stop Glory before she can start the ritual. We still have a couple of hours, right ?" asked Buffy, looking towards Giles.

"If my calculations are right. But Buffy -"

"I don't wanna hear it," interrupted Buffy, turning away.

"I understand that -"

"No! No, you don't understand. We are not talking about this," replied Buffy, firmly.

"Yes! We bloody well are!" yelled Giles, standing up from the table.

Everyone turned to Giles, looking shocked at his outburst. Buffy eyes widened, she started at him as he took a deep breath.

"If Glory begins the ritual ... if we can't stop her ..."

"Come. Say it. We're bloody well talking about this. Tell me to kill my sister," growled Buffy.

"She's not your sister," whispered Giles.

"No. She's not. She's more than that. She's me. The monks made her out of me. I hold her ... and I feel closer to her than ... It's not just the memories they built. It's physical. Dawn ... is a part of me. The only part that I-"

"We'll solve this. We will. Don't have another coma, Ok ?" smiled Willow.

Buffy gave a small smile.

"If the ritual starts, then every living creature in this and every other dimension imaginable will suffer unbearable torment and death ...including Dawn," said Giles quietly.

"Then the last thing she'll see is me protecting her," grumbled Buffy.

"You'll fail. You'll die. We all will," whispered Giles quietly, although loud enough for everyone to hear.

"I'm sorry," apologised Buffy. "I love you all ... but I'm sorry."

Buffy turned away from them all.

"Okay. All in favor of stopping Glory before the ritual. Suggestions, ideas? Time's a-wastin'" said Anya.

"Uh ... when you say you love us all..." said Spike.

"Shut up!" muttered Xander and Giles in unison.

"Willow. I bet you've got some dark spells a-brewin'. Uh, make her a toad ? Little hoppy toad, we can hit her with a hammer ?" smiled Anya, looking towards Willow.

"Hoppy toad," giggled Tara.

"What abut Ben ? He can be killed, right ? I mean, I know he's innocent, but, you know, not like Dawn innocent. We could kill a regular guy," said Xander.

Xander shook his head, realizing what he had just said and frowned in self-disgust.

"It's doubtful he'll surface again this close to the ritual. We can expect it's Glory we're dealing with," answered Giles.

"We don't have to kill her. Uh, we just have to stop her from doing the ritual. I mean, there's only the one time that she can do it, right?" asked Willow, looking towards Giles.

"Yeah. We get her on the ropes, we just gotta keep her occupied till it's too late," added Spike, nodding.

"Okay. But I'm still not hearing enough ideas. She's a god. Let's think outside the box," said Anya, doing a box impression.

"Why don't you go think outside the bleeding box," grumbled Spike, rolling his eyes.

"Yes, Anya, apart from your incredibly uninfectious enthusiasm, have you anything else to contribut-"

"The Dagon sphere!" shouted Anya.

"Sorry ?" said Giles.

"When Angel first met Glory, he found that magical glowy sphere that was meant to repel Glory. We've got it in the basement. It might drive her away or hurt her. Ooh!" squeeled Anya, rushing over to a display case. "And Olaf the troll god's enchanted hammer! You wanna fight a God, use the weapon of a God!"

Buffy nodded. She moved towards the display case which held the hammer. She remembered, when Anya's ex showed up whilst she was pregnant. Everyone had tried their best to cover it up and try to make sure that Buffy didn't find out, they didn't want to cause her any stress whilst she was pregnant. Although, when Angel come home with a few bruises, the questions came wreeling in.

"Uh, nah, that things to heavy to -"

Buffy picked up the hammer, she heard Spike mumble something, obviously embarassed. Buffy turned to Anya, smiling.

"I like this. Thanks," smiled Buffy.

"Here to help. Want to live," replied Anya, nodding her head.

"Well, we have some ideas, if we could actually get Glory on the run, but, erm .."

"But, we still have no idea how to find her," sighed Buffy.

"Big day! Oh, it calls me! I have to be there!" cried Tara, wriggling about.

Buffy smiled as she looked at Tara, who continued to wriggle about in her chair. She had an idea.


"You sure you're not going to tire yourself out?" asked Giles.

"I'm sure," replied Buffy.

She continued to punch the punching bag, expressing all her anger and frustration. She felt Giles's eyes on her, she began to punch harder as he sat down on the sofa and watched her.

"We're ... still working on ideas. Time's short, but, uh, best leave it to the last moment. If we go in too early and she takes us out, no chance of getting her to miss her window," said Giles.

"Then we wait," replied Buffy.

She gave one last punch, the punching bag flew off its chain and fell to the floor. Buffy stared at it, she cursed under her breath and shook her arms. She went and sat down besides Giles, not exactly looking him in the eyes.

"I imagine you hate me right now," sighed Giles.

Buffy sighed, although no words left her mouth.

"I love Dawn," whispered Giles.

"I know," replied Buffy, leaning back into the sofa.

"But I've sworn to protect this sorry world, and sometimes that means saying and doing ... what other people can't. What they shouldn't have to," said Giles, quietly.

"You try and hurt her, and you know I'll stop you," said Buffy firmly, finally looking Giles in the face.

"I know," smiled Giles.

They sat in silence; each thinking about their owns thoughts.

"This is how many apocalypses for us now?" questioned Buffy, rubbing her eyes.

"Oh, uh, well... six, at least. Feels like a hundred," replied Giles, taking off his glasses.

"I've always stopped them. Always won," whispered Buffy, shaking her head.

"Yes," replied Giles, matter-of-factly.

"I sacraficed Angel to save the world," said Buffy. " I loved him so much. But I knew, what was right."

"But, that turned out ok. It all did. You have a beautiful daughter with him, Buffy, you've given him the life he always dreamed off," smiled Giles.

"I just can't do it anymore. I don't understand. I don't know how to live in this world if these are the choices. If everything just gets stripped away. I don't see the point. Yeah, sure, I know, sacrafice and choices are an important part of life, but why do they always have to be so hard ? Why do you have something so special, then have it taken away from you ? Why does this world torture me ? Why does it take away the things so precious ?I wish ... I wish that my Mom was here," whispered Buffy.

Buffy got up, she wiped a stray tear away and turned back to Giles.

"But, haven't I sacraficed enough already ? I sent my gorgeous, little baby with her Dad, all the way to LA. I haven't seen them in a few weeks, isn't that a big sacrafice ? I mean, I bet the higher powers didn't expect to see me having a baby. Yet, still, they torture me. Payback, for being a killer, because thats all a Slayer really is; a killer," sighed Buffy.

"I think you're wrong about that. Death is part of your job, it's who you are, and you sacrafice alot to help the living. Without death, you wouldn't be precious, death is your power" whispered Giles, sternly.

"I don't care, it doesn't matter. If Dawn dies, I'm done with it. I'm quitting," replied Buffy.


Buffy walked down the street, the huge troll hammer in one hand. The rest of the Scoobie gang had already gone ahead, it was part of the plan. Willow would corner Glory, using a spell to give Tara back her insanity, then their strength would double with two witches. Then, Willow and Tara would communicate through Buffy's mind and explain the situation, giving Buffy time to figure out where she was needed. Spike, in the mean time, would try and get Dawn before she bled. Whilst, Anya, Giles and Xander fought, keeping Glory busy for a while.

Buffy stared up at the huge scaffolding tower, infact it looked like a huge diving board. Buffy hoped that she didn't have to climb it, it looked rather insecure and it didn't look like it could hold alot of weight.

"Now or never," whispered Buffy.

She squeezed through a hole in the fence, chaos reined upon the small land that the fence secured. Everyone was running everywhere, people fought and people ran.

"Buffy! It's Willow. Look, Spike is fighting a bunch on minions, which means no one is up getting Dawn. Although, I have no idea where Glory is"

I'll go up now, and Glory will turn up sooner or later, thought Buffy.

She tightened her grip on the huge hammar, if anyone came near her who looked demon-y, their face would be smashed. She managed to sneak across towards the stairs leading up to the top of the tower, although minions were blocking the way. She sighed, she would have to fight them, which meant that it would blow her cover.

"Now, who do we have here ?!"

Buffy groaned, she spun around and grinned as the hammer smashed against Glory's face.

"We have Buffy here, yanno, the slayer," replied Buffy cockily.

Glory stumbled slightly, although she remained on her feet. Her fist connected with Buffy's face, which sent Buffy flying over towards the other side of the site. Buffy groaned, she tightened her grip on the hammer and stood up, shakily. She saw a blur running towards her, she quickly smashed the hammer through thin air and was thankful when it connected with something solid.

"Buffy, leave her to us."

Buffy smashed her hammer into Glory's face once more. Glory stumbled slightly, she took a deep breath and began to charge towards Buffy. Buffy closed her eyes, waiting to feel herself flying backwards in the air, but it never came. She opened her eyes, a green light band was formed, tightly, around Glory's torso, keeping her hands next to her sides. Buffy thanked Willow and Tara, then began to run towards the tower.

She was greeted by two minions of Glory's. Buffy, easily and quickly, knocked them off their feet and barged past them. She was now halfway up the stairs, when she heard Willow's voice again.

"Glory's coming up, and she looks pretty mad!"

Buffy felt herself being pushed over the edge, she quickly grabbed a piece of scaffolding and spun herself around it. She landed opposite Glory, who did indeed look pretty pissed off.

"Whats up ? Being a hell-bitch just isn't good enough these days ?" questioned Buffy.

Buffy started to run up the stairs, although she felt Glory's hand tighten around her ankle and pull her back down the stairs.

"Not so fast, slay-runt," chuckled Glory.

Glory grabbed her by the kneck, smashing Buffy's face into a pipe of scaffolding. Buffy felt blood trickle down her chin, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She kicked Glory in her leg, she lessened her grip which gave Buffy time to break free. Buffy began to smash Glory with the hammer, all over her body and face.

"What did I do to deserve this ? I just want to go home!" moaned Glory, spitting out blood.

"What did I do to deserve this ? I haven't seen my daughter in weeks, because of you," growled Buffy, continuing to smash Glory around the face with the hammer.

Glory stumbled back, gripping onto a pipe. She took a deep breath; her nose looked broken, blood trickled all over her face and bruises shined. Buffy moved closer, she hit Glory around the face. Glory began to sway slightly, Buffy hit her one last time in the center of her stomach. Glory fell back, although she grabbed onto Buffy's jacket as she did. Glory pulled Buffy down with her, they both spun through the air as they fell. Finally, they both fell onto the ground with a loud thud, although Glory broke Buffy's fall.

Willow, Tara, Xander, Anya and Giles quickly gathered around.

"I-i-is she dead ?" whimpered Anya.

"No," mumbled Buffy.

"Bloody hell, Slayer! You gave us the fright, Angel would have my head on a platter if I brought you back dead!" shouted Spike.

She stood up and streched herself out, a huge slash across her cheek and bruises all over the rest of her face. Everyone sighed with relief, they looked back down at Glory, or Ben as she had now morphed into.

"I'll sort this, you go get Dawn," smiled Giles.

Buffy nodded. She began to limp up the stairs slowly, she realised that the troll hammer had landed someplace else when she had fell. She cursed Glory as she continued to walk up the stairs, her back and head throbbed now, not to mention the burning pain all over her face.

"Buffy! It's Tara. I-I-I think someone is up there with Dawn!"

"BUFFYYYYY!" screeched Dawn.

Buffy winced as she began to run up the stairs. She gave a sigh of relief as she reached the top, she stepped out shakily onto the top. Dawn was tied up at the end, a minion of Glory's stood infront of her. Buffy realised that he was cutting her, blood trickled from her body as the minion slashed her with his knife.

"OI!" roared Buffy, wincing as she stumbled forward.

"I had to obey my God!" replied the minion, smiling gleefully.

"Yeah ? Well your God is dead, and you're about to join her," said Buffy, kicking the minion off the side of the tower.

Buffy rushed forwards to Dawn, she began to pull the ropes of her.

"I'm sorry," whispered Dawn.

"It doesn't matter," replied Buffy, throwing the ropes over the edge of the tower.

Thats when she noticed the huge, white portal in the sky. Lightening began to strike all over the sky, a dragon flew out of the portal and fluttered out into the open sky. Buffy's eyes widened, she began to help Dawn towards the stairs. Although, Dawn pulled away and turned around, Buffy grabbed her as she began to run.

"What are you doing ?" questioned Buffy.

"I have to jump. The energy," whispered Dawn, not looking at Buffy in the eyes.

"It'll kill you," replied Buffy, biting her lip.

"I know. Buffy, I know about the ritual. I have to stop it," frowned Dawn, tears in her eyes.

"No," said Buffy, sternly.

The tower began to shake, afterall it was rather insecure, which caused them to stumble slightly.

"I have to! Look at what's happening!" cried Dawn.

Lightening began to crackle, appearing all over the night sky, even larger than before. The sky was full of darkness, and was blank; no moon or starts.

"Buffy, you have to let me go. Blood starts it, and until the blood stops flowing, it'll never stop," whispered Dawn. "You know you have to let me. It has to have the blood!"

"She's more than that. She's me. The monks made her out of me. I hold her ... and I feel closer to her than ... It's not just the memories they built. It's physical. Dawn ... is a part of me."


"Yet, still, they torture me. Payback, for being a killer, because thats all a Slayer really is; a killer," sighed Buffy.

"I think you're wrong about that. Death is part of your job, it's who you are, and you sacrafice alot to help the living. Without death, you wouldn't be precious, death is your power" whispered Giles, sternly.

Buffy looked past Dawn. She thought of Phoebe, what kind of a world would her daughter grow up in if she didn't do this ? What kind of Mom would she be, if she didn't sacrafice everything to make her family safe ? Giles was right, death was her power and she had all the power in the world right now.

"Buffy, no!" gasped Dawn.

"Dawnie, I have to," whispered Buffy.


Dawn watched Buffy dive off the platform and into the portal. She closed her eyes, tears poured down her face as she bit her lip. Within minutes, it would all be over and Buffy would no longer exist. She opened her eyes, she watched the portal dissapear and Buffy's body fall to the ground. Dawn stumbled towards the stairs, her breath was caught in her chest and tears poured down her face. She gasped for air as she finally stood besides Buffy's body. Willow was breathing heavily, her eyes were flooded with tears, Tara rubbed her back softly. Spike began to sob into his hands, whislt blood trickled from his face. Xander stared unbelievably at Buffy's body, whislt Anya dug her face into his shoulder. Giles stood staring down at his slayer, a small smile played on his lips. Dawn remembered Buffy's last few words ...

"Dawn, listen to me. Listen: I love you, I will always love you. This is the work that I have to do, that I was destined to do. Tell Giles ... tell Giles, I figured it out and I'm okay. Give my love to my friends, you have to take care of them, you have to take care of eachother. Remind them on all the good we have done, and how I couldn't have done it without them. Make sure Phoebe knows about her Mom, okay ? Dawnie, help her understand that why I sacraficed my life for her future, for all your futures. Make sure she knows how much I love her, you take care of your niece. Tell A-Angel that; I love him, more than anything I have ever loved in my life. Make sure you tell him what a fantastic Dad he is, and that I couldn't of pictured my life without him. And tell him this; that I'll never forget. Now, Dawn, you have to be strong. Death is an important part of life, I understand that now and I need you to aswell. Don't pity the dead, Dawn, pity the living. Because the hardest thing to do in this world ... is to live in it. Be brave ... live ... for me.



1981 - 2001.







The End.

A/N - Wow. 38 chapers and over 170 reviews. :) I'm quite proud, being truthful. When I started this fanfic, I never imagined this many reviews and chapters. Thank you, every single one of you! Thank you for the reviews, thank you for adding this to your fav stories and story alerts! You are all sweethearts, haha! I changed her gravestone a little; I didn't think she saved the world. Alot. was enough, although you can't write a novel on it, can you ? Anyway, don't be surprised if the sequel is posted tommorow. I've already wrote the first part, nearly. And after that, I was thinking about writing a story about Phoebe Joyce Summers and the Gangs children :) Would be fun. Anyway, the sequel to this one is called 'Living After Death' . And it should probably be posted tommorow :) So, what did you think of that last part :) Let me know in your last ever review for this fanfic. ... I feel kinda sad now, knowing it's over! Haha. Love You All xxxx