TITLE: Glass Shatters.
AUTHOR: Kelly Rowe
DISCLAIMER: Buffy, Angel and all other characters (except those I make up) are the absolute property of Joss Whedon, Fox, Mutant Enemy, UPN and Warner Bros (If I owned them, do you think that they would be acting this ridiculous right now).
SUMMARY: After her parents are killed, Buffy finds herself with a new life in a new place. However a reoccurring nightmare sends her back to Sunnydale, only to find things have definitely changed.
SPOILERS: BTVS up to season 2 definitely - some minor spoilers thereafter. First 2 seasons of Profiler.
TIMELINE: Approximately season 3 (BTVS) and onwards.
OTHER: X-over with Profiler.
DISTRIBUTION: You want you can have it; just tell me where you put it. Any lists just take it.
CATEGORY: AU Mystery, Drama and Romance.
WARNING: Foul language, adult themes.
Buffy awoke with a start, sweating and her mouth dry from screaming. The horrendous nightmare she'd had was so petrifying that it had rocked her to the foundation. She shook her head trying to sort out the jumble of images that were still rushing through her head, to sort out fantasy from actuality. Unexpectedly the door was flung open and in rushed her aunt followed closely by her younger cousin and her aunt's best friend.
"Buffy?" Samantha Waters asked looking directly at her niece's quivering form. "Are you okay, honey?"
Buffy nodded, "I'm good... it was just another nightmare. No biggie."
"It sounded like you were dying," Chloe said looking at her older and sometimes very weird and wonderful cousin.
Angel, her aunt's best and oldest friend, sat next to her on the bed. "Was it the accident again?"
"Not really..." Buffy answered softly. "I'm not sure what it was. I just know it wasn't the same as usual."
Sam leaned over and kissed Buffy on the forehead, "Just try to get some sleep kiddo. Tomorrow's a significant day."
"Yeah," Angel chimed in, in an noticeable attempt to cheer Buffy up. "Senior year begins. It's gonna be the greatest time of your life."
As she heard that a flood of memories from her one night with *her* Angel swamped back reminding her of the real best time of her life. Clearing her mind she looked at them, "Sure it will."
"Night," Sam whispered as she and Angel left.
Chloe hung back until her mom had left, "Do you want me to stay with you?"
Buffy patted the bed next to her, "Sure kid, pull up some mattress."
Chloe climbed up the bed and settled in next to Buffy. "Don't worry Buff. I'll protect you from the nightmares."
Looking down at her nine-year old cousin, Buffy said, "I know you will Chlo." And then she lay back and closed her eyes trying to doze without the unspeakable images coming to her.
Meanwhile in Sunnydale, a solitary red-headed teenager hurried through the streets towards her residence, hoping to reach it before *he* came after her. Willow knew that she shouldn't have stayed so long at Giles' place, but the get-together had ran overtime as they tried to figure out a way to deal with Angelus and his minions. They now had Spike on their side, because of his chip, but he was a poor stand-in for Faith, the slayer who had switched sides and been murdered by Angelus for her trouble. The common perception was that things would be better if Buffy was still here, but she wasn't and no one - not even Willow herself - had heard from the blond since her parent's funeral.
She was almost at her front door when he stepped out of the darkness in front of her. He looked her up and down and shook his head in mock displeasure.
"Willow, Willow, Willow," he said still shaking his head. "Looking at you now, I all of a sudden realise just why the wolf likes you... and I'll give you a clue, it isn't your looks."
Willow looked at him with a concoction of distress and hurt evident in her eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about," she whispered wishing she was protected inside and not standing out in the open with him.
Angelus just laughed, "Poor little Willow. How could you not know what it is that is *so* blah about you? Don't you have a mirror, or are you just too *vain* to see the truth of how ugly you are? That no one would want you if it wasn't for your magick."
"G-get away from me," Willow said trying to be brave.
Angelus moved behind the petrified girl, "Calm down Willow. I'm not going to kill you... tonight. It's just so much more fun to play with my food first."
"W-what do y-you want then?"
He spun her around to face him, "Just wondering if you'd heard from my little woman?"
Angelus grabbed onto her arm, "My wife. Have *you* heard from Buffy?"
Willow looked at him, her eyes widening in shock. Angelus was married to Buffy... it had to be some sick joke. Unfortunately the look in his cruel, evil eyes told her it was not.
Angelus knocked Willow to the ground, "Oh well. Maybe you'll have a different answer for me tomorrow."
Willow watched him saunter off and wondered what he was up too. She didn't wonder for long, she quickly got up and went inside to safety and to call Giles with the new bit of information Angelus had inadvertently given her. She only hoped that Giles could take it and not have some sort of attack.
"Buffy... Chloe..." Sam's voice drifted down the hallway. "Time to get up and ready for school."
Buffy rolled over and stretched, before climbing out of the double bed she had ended up sharing. She definitely wasn't a morning person and couldn't understand why her aunt was always so cheerful. She grabbed the clothes she laid out the previous evening and heading towards the bathroom, she grabbed her cousin's foot.
"Come on Chlo. Time to get up," she said.
"Go away," Chloe mumbled into the pillow.
Buffy laughed and went to get ready.
"Sam... she needs help," Angel said sitting down at the breakfast table with her cup of coffee.
Sam looked up from her laptop and the latest news on Jack's suspected movements. "Who?"
Angel sighed, "Buffy."
"She's fine. She just needs to adjust," Sam said getting up to refill her mug.
"Sam, she's been here for over three months. The nightmares keep on coming and there's no relief in sight," Angel told her. "You go to a psychiatrist, why shouldn't she?"
"Because she needs to keep things normal," Sam said. "A psychiatrist isn't normal at her age."
"It is when someone has suffered that kind of trauma," Angel argued. "Besides it can't hurt. She could go once and if she doesn't want to or need to go again she wouldn't have too."
"I don't know..." Sam replied wavering.
Buffy had been listening and actually agreed with her aunt's best friend. She walked into the kitchen, shocking both women.
"Angel's right Aunt Sam," Buffy replied. "Make me an appointment."