Originally posted by
DarkChild
We Were Once
Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own Buffy or any of he songs used.
Rating: Pg-13-R
Summary: Seven years after the destruction of Sunnydale, it suddenly reappears. (Summary sucks)
A hundred days have made me older, since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder and I don’t think I can look at this the same
But all the miles that separate
They disappear now when I’m dreaming of your face
I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight, there’s only you and me
The miles just keep rolling as the people leave their way to say hello
I've heard this life is overrated but I hope that this gets better as we go
I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl, there’s only you and me
Everything I know, and anywhere I go
it gets hard but it won’t take away my love
And when the last one falls, when it’s all said and done
it gets hard but it won’t take away my love
I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl, there’s only you and me
I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
but tonight girl, there’s only you and me
Three Doors Down-Here without You
They ran, faster than they thought they could. He glanced back at the girl behind him. “Willow!” Connor hissed.
The redhead stopped running, gasping. “I. Need. To. Rest.” She clutched at her left arm, blood staining her shirt. “I-“
“Alright.” The dark haired man scowled. “We can rest. Not long though.” The sorceress smiled, ready to pass out.
Dawn looked up as Connor and Willow burst through the door. She gasped when she saw the redhead’s arm, or what was left of it. Almost half of it had been ripped off.
“Oh God…Are you okay?” the brunette ran up to the two. “Was it…”
Willow’s black eyes went to the floor. “Buffy…yeah.”
“Mommy?” The witch noticed the little blonde boy staring at her arm.
“Jesse.” Willow couldn’t think of what to say as the two year old ran to her, grabbing her into a hug.
“Hey.” They looked up to see Oz descending from the stairs. “Sorry. He snuck out of bed.”
The baby scowled. “Uncle Oz!”
The werewolf sighed. He hadn’t been the same since his wife, Clair, had been killed. All he had left now were his two children Silvia and Cory, all werewolves, the whole family. “I’ll take him back up.” He called the little boy over. “C’mon.”
Jesse looked worriedly at his mother. “Is mommy gonna be alright? I don’t wanna go!”
The redhead knelt down beside the child, carefully cradling her mutilated arm. “Shhh…I’ll be alright, don’t worry.” The baby slowly sniffed as he allowed himself to be carried away by the werewolf.
Dawn turned to her sister-in-arms. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
‘Miles to go, huh?’ Dawn turned to see Faith. ‘Are you going to do it?’ Both slayers glanced at the raven haired woman.
‘I don’t know.’
‘You need to.’ Buffy’s voice broke through. ‘You need to kill us both.’
Dawn glanced back. Willow’s empty eyes stared back.
“Hey Red.”
“Hey yourself.” The redhead went back to picking at her splint. “What are you doing here?”
Faith sighed. “D was worried. We’ve been taking turns checking on you.”
“Oh…thanks…” The brunette placed a hand onto the hacker’s forehead. “Hey!”
“You’ve got a little fever.”
“This is wrong on so many levels. You’re acting all…maternally.”
“None of this happened, kay?” Willow let a small smile slip onto her face. “Were you thinking of her?”
“Yeah.” The Sorceress’s finger’s danced on her journal’s surface. “…Yeah…” Tara!
“Hey Dawnie,” Buffy smirked.
The brunette glared. “Get out!”
The Buffy pouted. “Oh come on! This is fun,” she said, morphing into their mother’s form.
“Get out!!” The Slayer screamed.
The First smiled, changing into the form of the blonde witch. “Dawnie…” The Tara sighed
“You’d better stop,” the younger girl hissed. “Don’t you dare take that form in front of Willow again.”
The Tara smiled; an evil glow sparkled in her sapphire eyes. “But it’s so much fun.”
“Well, everything looks alright.” Fred smiled at the redhead.
“It feels weird.” Willow flexed her arm a few times.
“Well…It did kinda get ripped off.” a pause. “Jess stopped by earlier. Chryssie was with him.”
“Oh.”
“They wanted to see how you were. You kinda were outta it.”
“Willow.”
The redhead glanced up from the book she was reading. “Hey Anya.” It was odd, out of all people, the two of them had actually become close. How that had happened, that was a long story.
“How is your arm?”
“Okay I guess.” A knock on the door startled the two.
“Hey.” In walked a young man of around twenty. He had light brown hair and a scowl on his face.
Anya bounded over him. “Hello Jesse. I’ll leave the two of you alone.”
He went over to the redhead. “…How are you doing Mom?”