not so much
I feel sick, so sick I almost double over. Where the hell am I? Two seconds ago I was standing with Whistler and agreeing to, what was I agreeing to? I shook my head and looked around.
Sunnydale, Ok, Sunnydale I can handle; no, I can't handle it. Angel ... God Angel. I feel sick again, and dizzy and I realize I'm walking. I move over to the side of a building and press my back to it. I'm wearing a skirt, I wasn't wearing a skirt a minute ago. My brain was a little fuzzy, so fuzzy I could barely remember what I'd agreed to, what had I taken on?
I sighed and raised my hand to my head, pulling it through my ... ok why was my hair so short? Why was I walking towards ... Holy shit. I remember now. I made a deal, to stop everything that had happened. To stop myself from sending Angel to hell. But I don't get it, when am I?
Ok, think Buffy, think. When are you? The hair is short, your walking towards the south wall of Restfield cemetary. God, think. OH! It's the beginning of junior year, I'm back from L.A. going to check up on Willow and Xander. Oh right, the master incident.
God what the hell were the rules for this? Could changing the future too much send everything out of wack? Did I stop seeing Angel to make sure I didn't make the same stupid mistake again? It was hard to regret something that had meant so much to me; did I tell anyone? Did I stay a step ahead of the game and keep things from getting out of hand? I mean Drusilla, Spike, can I even remember everything that happened? I can keep Ms. Calender alive, and I can do so much now. But what if I screw up? What if I make things worse?
Why did I agree to this? Angel's face as I pushed that sword into his chest popped into my mind, I cried out and sank down the side of the building and remembered why.
I just sat there, thinking about everything. I had to deal with things as they came; who ever got to re-do a whole year? What do you change and what do you keep the same? I knew the first order of business was the master, he was being dug up probably as I stood here dumbly against the side of a building. But Willow and Xander were going to be attacked too; I had no choice but to keep going towards them. Loosing them? Not an option.
I got up slowly and tried to think, I had to get my days in order. There was the master, they'd kidnap Giles, Willow, Cordelia and Ms. Calendar. They were ... the factory, ok. There was that, the ... oh god the whole sexy dance with Xander thing and Angel being his lets not date I'll only hurt you and make you cry thing. He was right, but did that mean I just let him slip away from me? Did I keep him close? What if we got too close and I wasn't strong enough? What if I pushed him away and made everything worse.
"Damn you whistler!"
I sighed heavily and kept walking, this wasn't going to be easy.
[open to willow and Xander once you guys are ready to get saved and stuff]
Sunnydale, Ok, Sunnydale I can handle; no, I can't handle it. Angel ... God Angel. I feel sick again, and dizzy and I realize I'm walking. I move over to the side of a building and press my back to it. I'm wearing a skirt, I wasn't wearing a skirt a minute ago. My brain was a little fuzzy, so fuzzy I could barely remember what I'd agreed to, what had I taken on?
I sighed and raised my hand to my head, pulling it through my ... ok why was my hair so short? Why was I walking towards ... Holy shit. I remember now. I made a deal, to stop everything that had happened. To stop myself from sending Angel to hell. But I don't get it, when am I?
Ok, think Buffy, think. When are you? The hair is short, your walking towards the south wall of Restfield cemetary. God, think. OH! It's the beginning of junior year, I'm back from L.A. going to check up on Willow and Xander. Oh right, the master incident.
God what the hell were the rules for this? Could changing the future too much send everything out of wack? Did I stop seeing Angel to make sure I didn't make the same stupid mistake again? It was hard to regret something that had meant so much to me; did I tell anyone? Did I stay a step ahead of the game and keep things from getting out of hand? I mean Drusilla, Spike, can I even remember everything that happened? I can keep Ms. Calender alive, and I can do so much now. But what if I screw up? What if I make things worse?
Why did I agree to this? Angel's face as I pushed that sword into his chest popped into my mind, I cried out and sank down the side of the building and remembered why.
I just sat there, thinking about everything. I had to deal with things as they came; who ever got to re-do a whole year? What do you change and what do you keep the same? I knew the first order of business was the master, he was being dug up probably as I stood here dumbly against the side of a building. But Willow and Xander were going to be attacked too; I had no choice but to keep going towards them. Loosing them? Not an option.
I got up slowly and tried to think, I had to get my days in order. There was the master, they'd kidnap Giles, Willow, Cordelia and Ms. Calendar. They were ... the factory, ok. There was that, the ... oh god the whole sexy dance with Xander thing and Angel being his lets not date I'll only hurt you and make you cry thing. He was right, but did that mean I just let him slip away from me? Did I keep him close? What if we got too close and I wasn't strong enough? What if I pushed him away and made everything worse.
"Damn you whistler!"
I sighed heavily and kept walking, this wasn't going to be easy.
[open to willow and Xander once you guys are ready to get saved and stuff]