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Spoilers: set post LMPTM
Summary: Sweet fluff for Evenstar. This was part of a dream I had
the night after LMPTM aired. Happy Birthday!
Buffy closed the door with a finality she didn't like. In the space
of a few hours, she'd lost the final remnants of security left in her
Visions of Giles' face when she'd stared defiance across the table in
the Magic Box two years ago floated through her mind. She'd told him
in no uncertain terms what she was and wasn't willing to sacrifice in
She'd always been an all-or-nothing kind of girl, and that hadn't
changed now. She'd almost convinced herself that it had, and that
was Giles' final lesson to her: she hadn't changed. Her world was
still lit up in black and white, even if she'd learned to acknowledge
that vast canvases of gray lit up the world she lived in.
He'd seemed to accept the existence of the sacrosanct in her life
back then, even if he didn't understand it. Now she'd begun to
wonder if he'd ever planned to give her that. Perhaps only her
threat to kill anyone who stood in her way was what had stayed his
hand the night she'd won her freedom.
She wanted so very little...and it was too much. She wanted a
family, friends. She wanted to feel a part of things instead of
apart. She wanted to share her life.
Hearing the door to the house slam, then the quiet click of the
basement door closing-to, Buffy raised her chin and headed for the
stairs. It looked like there might not be much of life left. Best
grab for the brass ring while it was still cool enough to touch.