Going mad.
Willow, Xander and Giles are sitting in a dark room, in a small circle.
Cordelia and oz are not there.
The room they are sitting in appears to be an empty classroom, not the library, what is very strange.
Outside the room there is a lot of noise, noise that makes you think of children.
It's daytime and everyone is at school, where Giles, Willow and Xander also are.
"Giles, what's wrong ? What are we doing here ?"
They all appear to be sad, as they always appear to be eversince Buffy died, three months ago.
"I need to discuss something bad with you, not Cordelia or Oz, they were never as close to buffy as you, so, I think you can know, but no one else."
He says, the sadness in his voice is overwellming.
Neither Xander nor Willow response to this.
"I... I think loosing Buffy did more to Joyce then meets the eye, I think she is going mad."
Xander stands up, his expression is so frighting.
He does not look at Willow nor does he look at Giles.
"We already lost our best friend, we are not going to loose her mother too! It would be like loosing a mother for me, I never had someone to be such a motherfigure as Joyce was for me. And I'm not going to loose that because of Buffy's death."
Willow has never seen Xander like this, he tries to whipe of a tear running down his cheek before Willow or Giles notice, but it's too late, they noticed.
They notice everything lately.
The silence that was there after that was icy, so icy that it felt like anyone within a hundred miles of the room could feel the cold coming from the room.
Willow is now the one to speak.
"I think we should tell Joyce what Buffy really died for, and that she was not some bad kid always searching for trouble that eventually got her killed. It's a shame we even let her think that for so long. Buffy was a hero, Joyce should know that."
She opened the classroom door and walked outside, without even waiting for Xander.
***
In a bed in an old big mansion there are two people kissing and groping each other.
"Never had I imagined you would be this good." A man with dark hair, Angelus, said.
"And never had I imagined you'd talk so Shakespeary." she laughs.
Angelus' hand is under the sheats, touching the naked Buffy lying underneath.
She looks like someone in a great deal of joy.
"My love, when will her fragile soul break, when will I have the pleasure ?" Angelus says.
"Soon enough, once I am finished playing, you can have poor Joyce all to yourself."
Angelus kisses Buffy, touching her, loving her, wanting her, more and more every second.
Buffy holds him back.
"I will want to play some more after dear old mother, who shall I choose ?"
Angelus kisses her again.
"I'd choose that idiotic Xander person, watching you for so long, wanting you for so long, it made me sick to see that puppy dog following you so close to you. You, my love, are for me only."
"Then I'll choose him, make him mad, after mother." she laughs again and they dissapear under the covers.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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