Title: Waking Up

Description: Just a version of how it could have ended. My dad and I agree on this very much, and I think, that while season 8 is okay, it could have ended where it did. Or here. It just seemed like another way he could have fucked with our brains the way that we love Joss doing. One shot!

Disclaimer: Sadly not mine, nor will it ever be, but I do own every seasons DVD collection. Belong to Joss.

"I just want to sleep, yo, for like a week." Faith exclaimed at Giles, punching him in the arm.

"I guess we all could, if we wanted too," her sister Dawn said staring out at the crater, turning for a second to look at Buffy.

"Yeah, The First is scrunched, so… What do you think we should do, Buffy?" Willow asked in a soft voice, still spinning from the feeling of thousands and thousands of Slayers waking up.

"Yeah, you're not the one and only Chosen anymore. Just gotta live like a person. How's that feel?" Faith asked, smiling at her 'friend'.

"Yeah, Buffy. What are we gonna do now?" Dawn asked, her voice fading a little in Buffy's ears, but she wasn't worried anymore.

Buffy smiled and as she closed her eyes, the sounds of the wind, rocks sliding in the crater and the breathing of her friends all faded away and the feeling of dry harsh air and wind disappeared, replaced with the noises of muffled talking, as if through walls and doors, and the feel of cool air and light clothing around her. She checked herself for mental for any of the pain that she had before, but found that it was all gone, and that she finally found herself feeling peace again.

Opening her eyes, she found herself in the hospital room form years ago, before she moved to Sunnydale. She looked around, and saw her Mom and Dad sitting next to here bed, holding each others hands, eyes closed, silently praying, the same way they did every day, and any day that they came to see their daughter.

"Mommy… Daddy…"