Nov 02, 2004 14:07
I'd managed to get us back to Seattle before they fixed Buffy. Knew the white hats would get around to it sooner of later. We were at a club, she was kind of playin' the how many pretty boys can I get to buy me a drink game. I don't mind that game so long as I'm the only one that takes her home mind.
She was dancin' and she looked up at me and her eyes glowed for a second and she just stopped. It was like she was put on freeze frame and the rest of the world went on. Next thing I know she's running out the club and up the street. Wasn't too hard to catch her, told her I knew and that we already had tickets home, just needed to make the airport.
We got in late an spent the rest of the night at my crypt. Have the feelin' she was just holding on for a bit before having to go back. Sure she's glad to have the soul back and soon the slayer bit, but it's pickin' up a big bloody weight too.
Sounds like we missed a good fight while we were gone. Guess it won't be the last to happen here. Time to put on my white hat and hit the streets I suppose.
I'm going to miss having Buffy all to my lonesome, going to miss the wild side she always puts away when she's all back to her proper self.