Dreaming a reality

[avasa_edan]

Dawn was kind enough to drive me out into the desert, not far from Sunnydale, but far enough to collect my thoughts. Build the wall back up in my mind. I can only imagine how long I can hold it before we reach home.

Home. Is still home? I'm not--I'm not sure.

I think I ought to tell her about the dream, but where would I even begin? Why is it

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[_dawnie_]

"She was a lot better about it than I was expecting," I tell him. "I thought she'd kinda freak. She um, had an older boyfriend too, once." 'Course, Buffy doesn't know quite how old Avasa is just yet. I glance at him and then back at the road, a faint frown furrowing my brow. Why do I keep feeling like there's something strange going on? He seems kind of... I dunno.

Stop being paranoid. Just stop it.

[avasa_edan]

I laugh a little and lower my head, "well, here's hoping she doesn't take it too bad when she sees me," I shrug. I knew the story, how Buffy had released Angel's soul after a moment of pure happiness. I wonder if she'll see the same heartbreak in me as she sees in him?

We're almost there.

[_dawnie_]

"Maybe she won't," I say. I hope she's as cool as she was on the phone. I guess we'll see. I begin making my way through the network of streets that comprises downtown Sunnydale, steering the car toward Revello Drive.

We reach my house, and I park, stopping the car and turning it off. "Here we are."

[avasa_edan]

I take a deep breath and step out of the car. There's nothing to worry about. Nothing--I think I'm hyperventilating. I reach out for Dawn's hand when we reach the front step.

[_dawnie_]

I twine my fingers around his. "We don't have to do this, you know," I whisper. "If you really, really don't want to yet, I'd understand." I look up at him, my expression calm.

[avasa_edan]

"No, it's okay. I'm ready," I smile calmly. The rest of the world seems so far away.

[_dawnie_]

"Okay," I say, gently tugging him up the porch steps. "Let's go, then." I take my key out of my pocket and unlock the door, and we walk inside. "Buff?" I call out. "You here?"