Wesley's brow furrowed as Buffy explained her dream. A spell to make several girls into Slayers? That was...well, in the history of the Slayer, it was certainly unheard of. There was One and only One. Well, two now thanks for the fact that Buffy had died and been revived, but that had been an unintended occurence. Traditionally, there was the One
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After ordering some pizza, Buffy and Wes ate. By the time they were finished it was time to pack up the weapons and meet the others. When they got to the Magic Box, Xander, Tara, Willow and Anya were waiting for them. Xander refused to look at Buffy so she stayed separated away from the group. There had been a time when Buffy had felt comfortable around them but not anymore
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Wesley knew that Xander was Buffy's friend, and he was going through a hellish thing at the moment, but the younger man could be a right selfish git at times. Buffy had lost pretty much her entire family in less than a year, and he expected her to be able to handle it the way a Slayer was supposed to handle killing demons and vampires. Part of him wanted to tell the boy to grow the bloody hell up, but for Buffy's sake, he wouldn't antagonize him. He just had to remind himself that Xander was going through a very rough time, and things would settle soon
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Buffy knew she was in trouble. The vampire was bigger, stronger, and faster than anything she'd faced in a long time. It'd been months since she had properly trained and Buffy knew she was soft around the edges. She was able to get one good punch in before the vampire pinned her to the tombstone and started to plummet her with its fists
( ... )
Wesley held Buffy against him as she cried, feeling his heart break. Too soon. They had come back too soon. Buffy wasn't ready for this, but they had come back anyway because she had felt a loyalty to her friends and to the town she had protected for so long
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Everything hurt. Every move, every bump in the road they hit made her gasp out, and feel red hot pain shoot through her body. The last time Buffy felt this awful was when she'd gotten the flu and Angelus had attacked her in the cemetery. She wasn't sick this time and should've killed the vampire on her own. Wesley must think she was weak for letting this happen. She began to wonder how long it'd take before he left her alone
( ... )
Wesley wanted to cringe when he saw the various cuts and bruises across Buffy's body, but he knew that probably wouldn't help, so he suppressed it. Instead, he set to work, gently cleaning her injuries and bandaging the ones that needed it. Even though he knew with Slayer healing, she be better by morning, he hated that she was obviously in so much pain. That had obviously been a somewhere older and powerful vampire - a fledging wouldn't have caused so much damage
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Buffy waited with baited breath for Wesley to agree with what she'd just said. He could do so much better than her and he was going to realize it. But, when he started to talk, and didn't say what she was waiting for him to say, she could do nothing but stare at him. Wes was going to stay with her. He wasn't going to leave her behind like so many people in the past. He understand what she felt and knew it wasn't her fault.
"Honestly, love, I don't think either of us have had the best track record before now," Wesley told Buffy after their kiss and she had apologized. She never needed to apologize with him. "We'll figure it out together, I promise
( ... )
Buffy gave Wes a small smile as he reassured her things would be okay. It was a start - a big one at that - and it made her feel a little better. She still had a lot of healing to do, something she hoped would happen eventually, but until then she was going to be thankful for the man beside her. Buffy knew Wes loved her for who she was inside, and not because of what she could do
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