We finally land in London, and Buffy is there waiting for me...uh...us, I mean. I jump off the plane and wrap my arms around her. I then notice Giles and Dawn, glaring at me. The look on Dawn's face is the sameone I alway get, you know the look. It's was the 'Get the hell away' look. Gies had long accepted this fact.
Buffy and I finally let go and start walking to the terminal. I hold her hand in my left hand. A year ago, Willow was able to come up with a detachable mechanical hand for me. Unforunately, the fake skin looked worse than Michael Jackson's last nose job, so I wore a black leather glove over it. "Ashley, we need to talk," Buffy suddenly said.
"About what?"
"No, let's wait til we get home."
Giles comes up behind us, "yes, and we have to talk about something as well."
We finally make it back to the house in Bathe. Buffy was teaching one of her Slayer 101 courses. Giles was talking to Vi, who was taking Faith's spot during their honeymoon in Hawai'i. Suddenly, Dawn storms into our bedroom.
"Alright, we have to talk," she says.
"Ain't that interesting...everyone needs to talk to me."
"Listen, I'm not kidding...you hurt Buffy and Willow will need to make you a mechanical dick. It's been four months since you have seen her, why didn't you call?"
"Dawn...look...I'm was never good at this relationship thing. Hell, it's mostly pillow talk and then face some uglies. Now, my life is finally settled down. I'm going to ask for a transfer to London, so I could be closing."
"Really? So, she's already told you?"
"Told me what? Dawn?"
"Oh.....nothing. I...just had to get that off my chest," she states as she leaves and closes the door. I look at the door.
"Man, she needs to get laid."
After dinner, Giles calls me into the library. He sits at his desk, and even though he has a computer with a Broadband set up, he is looking through books. Can't blame the guy, I hate this new computerized shit.
"Ah, Ash, we need to talk..."
"Look, Rupert, if it's about Buffy, we're cool. I was even thinking about putting in for a transfer."
"So, she told you?"
"Told me what?"
"Oh, never mind. It's better if Buffy handles that. We just received this from the University of Michigan at Dearborn," he hands me a fax. "It says that a professor...found Professor Knowby's recordings...and she..."
"PLAYED IT!!!"
"Yes, Ash, she did."
"Fuck me gently with a chainsaw! Deadites again."
I was pissed off after that news. The site of Buffy brushing her hair was conforting. Then she stood, and I noticed that her stomach was a little bigger. I pointed to her stomach.
"Oh, that....uh....Ash, I'm pregnant."
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