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Chapter 11: Pier of Dreams
The room temperature was cold and everyone held his or her breath. They kept trading glances between the newcomer and Buffy.
“Faith.” Buffy nodded in acknowledgement. Some people breathed easier after that.
“Faith, where’ve you been?” Wesley* asked from the corner.
“Hiding.” She answered.
“Hiding?” Willow* asked.
“Yeah, turns out B here has a grudge.”
Everyone was quiet for a moment until Gunn* said, “Well this is good right? Now we have another Slayer.”
“Yeah.” Wesley* agreed.
“You know, I heard there were people here to ‘Make it Better’” Faith said making her way into the lobby.
“They’re from another universe.” Wesley* informed her.
“Huh. What do I do in this so called other universe?” Faith asked shaking off her leather jacket.
Buffy shrugged. “Don’t know.” Buffy said. “Last time I checked you were in England with Wood.”
“Who?” Faith asked.
“Robin Wood, son of Nicky Wood. Another Slayer that Spike killed.” Giles said rather uncomfortably.
Angel* turned to Spike, who shrugged. Faith hopped on the lobby desk. “So.” Faith said turning to Buffy. “What have you been up to in your alternate universe?”
“Well. I haven’t been turned so that’s a plus.” Buffy said and shrugged. “We saved the world like three times.”
“And you have to save it again.” Faith said shaking her head. “Life’s a bitch isn’t it?”
“It gets better.” Buffy told her.
“So I’m told.” Faith answered.
“Well I don’t know about you but I can sleep for like a month.” Faith answered.
“Yeah I’m pretty tired.” Dawn said.
“Good it’s settled we all go to bed. Now what about rooms?” Cordelia said looking around at the many people in the room.
Buffy was put in a room next to Dawn and Willow and across the hall from Wesley and Fred, Angel, Gunn, Giles and Spike. Everyone else slept on the other end of the hall.
When Buffy’s head touched the pillow she felt like she hadn’t slept in forever.
“I told you I’d see you again soon.” A voice said and Buffy turned around and saw herself. The other Buffy was wearing a cream colored top and jeans. Buffy remembered that outfit. It made her look like an Angel.
“Do you where that all the time?” Buffy asked.
“I have to.” Buffy* responded.
“Why?”
“Because this is the only thing I have, you don’t get to bring your whole wardrobe with you when you die.” Buffy* told her and reality came crashing down on Buffy.
“Why are we here?” Buffy asked, resuming the cryptic-ness of the dream as she looked at a pier that looked vaguely familiar.
“I don’t know. You can never really find out why you end up in places like this.” The other Buffy* said with a twinkle in her eye.
“But here?”
“Dreams are a mystery.”
“Yeah tell me about it.” Buffy said putting her hair behind her ears. Why did this place seem so familiar?
Buffy turned to face the water and watched as the morning sun hit the waves.
“It’s beautiful.” Buffy said.
“It really is.” The other Buffy* agreed.
“So what brings us here? I mean, you’re not missing out on harps and rainbows and meadows just to share a moment with me.”
Buffy* blew out a long breath of air. “It’s not like that and you know it.”
“Yeah, but its warm and safe. Why miss out on that?”
“You do what you have to do.” The other Buffy* said sadly.
“Yeah.”
Buffy* lifted her face to the sun. “It’s almost real.” She muttered.
“You miss it.” Buffy said it wasn’t a question it was a statement.
“Wouldn’t you?” Buffy* asked her with sad eyes. Then she shook her head. “No more angsty time for business.”
“Oh great.” Buffy muttered.
“Look, once again I know you hate cryptic, we both do. But you’re going to play a huge part in what’s to come.” Buffy* said.
“You say that like you regret it.”
“I do. Because you and I both know what that means.” Buffy* said and then shook her head. “All I know is that it revolves around you, us.”
Buffy cocked her head. “Now you seem even more cryptic than Angel.”
Buffy* grinned and then frowned. “The PTB’s are saying that something big is going to go down.”
“And?” Buffy asked.
“Something with something that was given to you. A paper or something.”
“Great.” Buffy muttered.
“And the rest-.”
“Let me guess.” Buffy said. “I have to figure out on my own.”
“Yes.”
“Do you know anything?” Buffy asked her. “Besides what you’re telling me?”
“No. I wish I did. Trust me, I’d tell you. But I don’t think they know either.”
“Do I get help?” Buffy asked.
“Cordy should be able to, and the others. I’ll pop in every once and a while too.” Buffy* said.
“Thanks.” Buffy told her alternate self.
“No prob.” Buffy* smiled and then frowned again.
“What?”
“There is something. Giles and Wes should know about it. Check for a book with a black cover, old and musty.” The other Buffy* told her.
“Oh that narrows it down.”
“It’s plain. Probably the only plain one in the collection that he and Wes share.” Buffy* told her.
“What does it say?” Buffy asked.
“No clue, but I think it has some info that backs up the codex. But it goes into what if scenarios.” Buffy* answered her.
“Like what if a Slayer got turned?” Buffy asked.
“Most Likely.” Buffy* answered.
“Great, how’d you find that?” Buffy asked curiously looking at the gravel that stretched out to the pier and then to the peaceful water.
“Cleaning.” Buffy* laughed.
“That works.”
They were silent for a while, Buffy lost in her thoughts until the other Buffy* spoke up.
“How are they?”
Buffy knew exactly of whom she was talking about. She took a deep breath and responded. “They miss you a lot. I haven’t been there enough to tell you exactly what’s been going on in their heads but they’re grieving.”
“How’s Angel?” Buffy asked with a hint of what sounded like she was desperate.
“I couldn’t tell you. But you can tell he’s hurting. I can’t imagine how you feel, how he feels. I mean a vampire is walking around in your body.”
Buffy* bit her lip. “Yeah.”
She hugged herself then. It was awkward but she felt that she needed to, had to.
“Can you tell them that I love them and that I’m okay? Tell Xander that it’s not his fault. And tell Willow thanks, especially for taking care of Dawn. And tell Angel, tell him that I love him and that I always will.” Buffy* asked.
“I will. Just, When?” Buffy asked.
Buffy* wiped her tears away and smiled. “Have a Scooby meeting.”
“And tell them.” Buffy* laughed. “That I see what they’re doing so they better behave.”
“Okay.” Buffy said smiling and they began walking toward the pier.
“Tell Faith that it’s not her fault either.” She took a deep breath that came out as a shudder. “I miss them so much.”
“I know.”
“But I’m happy and I’m okay.” Buffy* said throwing some pebbles into the water. “And I’ll be waiting for each and everyone of them.”
Buffy nodded. “Okay.”
“Well you better wake up now. They’re going to think you’re in a coma or something. It’s like twelve down there.” Buffy* told her.
“Oh, I kind of like it here.” Buffy said looking around.
“I know. Remember everything I told you. Don’t tell them everything yet. Just about the book and what I told you to tell them. Because you know, the Angels are overprotective.”
Buffy smiled. “I know.”
Buffy* waved. “Whatcha waiting for? Wake up.”
Buffy woke up and stretched. She knew what she had to do. She got up and walked downstairs where she could hear them talking.
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