We're off to see the wiccan, the wonderful wiccan of...uh, yeah...

[midnight_wiccan]

I watched Buffy leave us and gave an approving whistle.

"Wow", I looked at Dawn, "The shiny butchers knife, not your sister, SO not your sister--not that there's anything wrong with her but...you still haven't staked me?"

I took this moment to rescuscitate myself and start my heart going again.

"So....want to learn some magic...or maybe just you

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[dawn_thekey]

As we made our way up the stairs Nick asked what Willow was like. So as we continued to walk I told him.

"She is super super nice. She is pretty cool for a grown up. Though she does know when not to have fun and when to have it. She is like a sister...only much cooler then Buffy. I know I dis on her alot, but she isn't all that bad. I have known Willow since we basically moved to Sunnydale. She and my sister became like instant friends. I guess I am kinda the sister she always wanted. She is an only child, but with me and Buffy not to mention Xander and the others, it's like one big ole weird happy family."

Kay..anything to shut me up would be good right now. He asked what Willow was like, not a whole back history thing. We finally got to her door which seemed like it had taken forever to get to. I nodded to Nick when he asked if this was it.

I knocked on the door and waited a moment. I looked at Nick and then knocked once more. Still not getting an answer. I turned the door knob and opened the door. I poked my head inside. Willow was in there. I opened the door fully to see that everything had been cleaned up, the scrapbook on the table and Willow asleep in the bed.

"This will only take a second"

And with that I leaped onto the bed and woke up Willow and smiled then pointed to the door.

"Willow, this is Nick. Nick this is Willow."

[not_an_amazon]

It had taken a while to clean up the pictures that we'd scattered about on the floor. Not like there was an abundance of them, or anything, but I had to pick them all off the floor, sort them by year and then by who was in the picture. Alphabetically.

I'd like to continue insisting I'm not crazy, but I had a lurking suspicion that this was worse than color-coding my class notes.

Needless to say, by the time I was done with the whole endeavor, I never got to walk off and see what Dawn was so anxious to see. By the time I had finished re-organizing all the photographs, I just sort of crawled into bed and fell right back to sleep.

Only to be woken who-knows-when by something bouncing on my bed. A little Dawn something. Introducing me to someone called "nick".

Definitely was the best time for such a thing.

"Nicet'meetcha,Nic'" I said sleepily, my words slurred.

[midnight_wiccan]

I wiggled my fingers in a wave, which she probably didn't see since she was sleepy-tired.

"Hi...I didn't know you were asleep...I wanted to see you and", pause, "stuff"

Wow...what dramatic emphasis.

"So...yeah...a little help Dawn...I'm dying here"

One of my nightmares is standing on a stage and then the curtains part to reveal a huge audience who expect me to sing or do lines from shakespeare. I either freeze and people whisper and boo or I try and do what they want me to do but people shout out and start swarming the stage attacking me with chairs and axes and even ball-point pens.
Maybe I should see a psycho-analyst...yes...THEN I can tell her I experience visions and stuff.

Something people know: When I touch another living thing I get flashes of things.
Something people don't know: I also get visions randomly and personally I prefer those ones because they're never as horrid as ones I sometimes get. Granted they're bad but not THAT bad. It's always a person, or people, in trouble and I get names, locations, all kinds of things.

When one of those hits me I lose all body-functions and drop like a sack of bricks. When I wake up I'm sore from the fall but also my head is pounding like the visions are too much for my mortal brain.

God I hoped Willow didn't 'flash me' or something. I'd had enough visions to last a lifetime even though I'd only had them for a short while...oddly enough during the whole ordeal with Cordelia that I hear about. I'd imagine there's a connection but Cordelia was no witch.
Was she?