Story: A Reason To Live (chapter 2)

Authors: darkwoofe

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Chapter 2

Title: Chapter Two

Part II


Yet another of their…disagreements, Buffy thought. In another day it would be their third week of being stuck in this wishverse. And if Buffy were very careful and very lucky it would be the last. Constant searching, vigilance, and a few painful reminders to the inhabitants of this world that whatever else had changed, she was still the slayer had finally paid off. She had found out that the demon that had stolen Anya’s necklace was using the ruined Sunnydale hospital as it’s lair.

She had found that out last week and had made sure not to mention it to her companion. Every night since she had waited until she was sure Anya was asleep and had snuck out to case the place. She hadn’t felt good about keeping it a secret as she and Anya had grown close over the last few weeks, but she had known the other girl would have insisted on going with her which would only have slowed her down.

But now as she told her the good news (that she had found where the demon keep the necklace and she had a plan to retrieve it) she could see that Anya had no intentions of letting Buffy out of her sight anytime soon. Oddly enough her argument wasn’t the selfish one Buffy had half expected.

“How do you know it’s not a trap, Buffy?” she argued. “Thatoos is not a nice demon and if he captures you you’ll wish my spell had worked right!” she finished angrily.

Buffy’s temper rose at the reminder of what she had lost and despite a promise to herself to be more patient with the ex-demon she found herself arguing back.

“And since when have you cared for anyone other than yourself, Anya?” she asked hotly. “The only reason we’re here is because of your stupid wish anyway! Look at the bright side,” she finished bitterly “If I don’t come back at least you’ll finally have your damn wish!” And might have mine she added silently. Although lately, even in the midst of all the chaos of this world she had started to take small joys in living again, and as she remembered them now, ** an innocent disagreement turned into a pillow fight, teaching Anya to cook the few things she knew how to cook without burning and laughing at both their failed attempts at new dishes, and perhaps best of all the feeling of joy that waking to the feel of a tight embrace and warm breath on the back of her neck brought her** she realized something that she had ignored about these stolen moments when she didn’t long to return to the peaceful bliss she had been snatched from. All these moments had one focus…Anya.

Over the last three weeks Anya had become first her friend and now she realized she was becoming something more. Oh god, I can’t be falling for her! Can I? Of course that would explain why, when Anya had first told her the wish she had made it hadn’t bothered her in the least, but now all of a sudden the thought of Anya wanting her dead felt like the most painful thing she had ever felt.




Anya looked down in misery at Buffy outburst. She’s right she thought to herself. If I had taken responsibility for my mouth instead of blaming her for it she be home and more importantly safe right now. She told herself.

She glanced up just in time to catch a look of dismay and then intense pain on Buffy’s face just as she turned away. But before she could try to offer comfort the blonde spoke.

“I’m sorry, Anya. I shouldn’t have said that and I really don’t mean it” She turned and looked the other girl in the eyes her own holding sorrow and pain. “I don’t know how wishing I were dead was supposed to keep you and Xander together, but you did what you thought you had to do. And to be honest, sometimes I find myself making the same wish” she glanced away as she added the last.

Anya’s heart constricted painfully in her chest and she knew that there was no way she could allow Buffy to continue to think she desired her death.

“Buffy…” she started hesitantly, and went on to tell the slayer what had lead to her break up with Xander. Expecting the worse, she was pleasantly surprised when Buffy settled on the bed beside her and enfolded her in a tight embrace.

“I’ll get the necklace come back here and destroy it. And when we’re home I think you and I should talk” and she gently tilted Anya’s face toward her own and placed a warm loving kiss on the shocked girl’s lips. Her eyes closed as she lost herself in this dream become reality becoming so lost she never knew when the kiss ended. When Anya opened her eyes again Buffy was gone.



To be continued…

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