Title: Another Time Around
Author: Sahugani
Feedback: Bring it on I can take it!
Spoilers: None.
Setting: about 100 years into the BTVS future. It’s not that that much different form now though, computers have continued to get smaller and faster, but that is the extent of the tech increases. I’m using some setting ideas From Jet Wolf’s The Chosen. There was a new Watcher’s counsel started in a town called Trillium, Pennsylvania. That’s about all I can think of that I might use from it since its so far off from what she is doing. Oh and Tara was ressurected the middle of Virtual season 8.
Rating: should be PG to PG-13 all the way through. I don’t think I could write good smut if I wanted to
Disclaimer: The world and some of the characters belong to Joss Whedon. He is my master now! I don’t think this will be very long but we shall see.
Thoughts in Italics.
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Dec 17, 2110
Morel Institute, Pennsylvania
It was a normal day, well as normal as the psych ward of a hospital can get. Dr. Evans was finishing typing his reports for the evening, when there was a knock at his office door. “Come in.”
The head nurse poked her head through the door, “Dr. Evans I hate to bother you but we have a Ms. Mathews and her daughter here to see you.”
“Yes, yes, I was expecting them. Um, go ahead and send them back if you would.” As he waited for them to come back he walked over to a small cabinet where he had one of those little quick 1cup water heaters and a box of herbal tea stashed and began to prepare cup. A Few minutes later a women and her daughter walked in. The elder was a Brunet in her late 30’s and the daughter was a redhead who looked to be no more than 17 or maybe 18. That face, I know face, but were from? “Evening, Mrs. Mathews,” he said looking over his shoulder, “Angela would you mind if I talked to you Mother first there should be a chair outside the door.” She nodded and walked back outside closing the door behind her.
So what brings you here today Mrs. Mathews?”
“Well doctor, frankly, I’m not sure. She’s been having nightmares for the last few months. Then a couple of weeks ago, she got up and she just didn’t know who I was, and when I called her by her name she just looked at me and told me that it wasn’t her name that she was someone named Willow. After about an hour or so she seemed like she was back to herself, but she’s been in a daze. I was hoping you might be able to help. I’m really starting to get worried”
“Interesting, how long has she been having the dreams?”
“I noticed about 3 months ago. I did take her to another doctor first he just had her keep a journal of her dreams. Angela’s let me read some of it, lots of monsters. Until the other day, I just thought maybe she’d watched to many horror movies, but now she has me worried. That’s why we came to see you.”
“Hmm, did you happen to bring the journal with you?”
“Um, yeah, here it is,” She pulled a small notebook out of a purse and handed it to the doctor, who leafed through its pages for a few minutes.
“Strange… there is a lot of detail in these dreams, most people don’t recall dreams this well even if they write them down as soon as they wake… Well, I think we should talk to her now.”
Ms. Mathew got up and walked to the door, “Angela, honey, you can come in now.”
“Ok now from what your mother has told me you’ve been have nightmares?”
“Yeah, well not nightmares really, well some of them are others aren’t… some are kinda nice.”
“Interesting, tell me about them. I read a little of your journal, but I would like to hear about them from you.” He pulled out a small digital recorder and began recording.
“Well in the dreams, my name isn’t Angela Mathews, its Willow Rosenburg and I have these friends. I don’t recognize them from anyone I’ve seen, but in the dream I know them. There’s Buffy she’s beautiful blond and athletic, an awesome martial artist, and she’s like super strong, she’s usually fighting off the monsters and there is this older guy Giles I think he’s some sort of mentor for her but strangely he feel’s like a father to all of us.” The doctor’s eye’s began to go wide has she spoke of the characters from her dreams, he immediately new what was going on but remained quiet and continued listening as he took notes. “Then there’s Xander he’s um… Well he’s pretty normal I guess, but in the dream I think I’ve know him since we were kids. We’re best friends and I love him like a brother. Then there’s Tara Maclay…” a grin crept across her face and the sound of the name. “She’s my… um… well in the dreams she’s…, “Angela’s face burned red as she though of the girl who now left her flustered and embarrassed. “… my girlfriend. We help Buffy by… well I guess what we do is magick. I remember one of the dreams we’re hiding from this woman I think she hurt Tara some way,” bits of memory flooded into her filling the missing pieces. Anger went through her like a fire. Coldly she began to continue. “Glory broke her mind leaving barely a shell of the woman I love. We ran… Glory, she was to strong for us to fight, but we got pinned down in an abandon building. A group of men calling themselves the Knights of Byzantium had come for Glory’s key. We had her with us, Buffy’s sister Dawn was the key, and the thing the beast wanted most. The Knights wanted to kill her to keep Beast from capturing her; we were, however, unwilling to sacrifice her. I used magick to create a Shield around the building that they could not pass through, but we were also unable to leave…” she paused for a moment then blinked and the memory ceased to be so clear, “after that Glory came I’m not sure how she found us but she took Dawn and broke through my shield, she slaughtered the army of men that tried to block her way…” after she finished. She thought it odd that the doctor didn’t even seem concerned, Intrigued maybe but not concerned.
“Ok well I would like you to come in again tomorrow for a one on one session. I have a few ideas as to what’s going on, but I do have a few quick questions if you don’t mind?”
“Um… sure.”
“How are you doing in school?”
Angela beamed at the question. “I graduated High School when I was 14, I’m a sophomore in college”
“Congratulations. And this might seem an odd question but has anything similar to the things that have happened in your dreams occurred while you were awake?”
“No… not that I can think of, but it’s not like monsters and magick are real, Dr. Evans.”
“Of course not,” his tone left her unconvinced. “Well I believe that’s all for the moment, but I’ll see you tomorrow. I’ll set up an appointment for three.
The two women left, both confused that the doctor didn’t seem more concerned, but the face he wore after they were gone was completely different. Sheer excitement covered it. He went to his computer and pulled up as much information on the girl as he could find, he found several newspaper articles that mentioned here accelerated learning curve. Graduating from High School at 14 and fighting to being let into college at such an early age.
He picked up the journal the girl had left behind, the more he read the more he was convinced who she was. Willow Rosenburg the single most powerful witch the world had seen since Merlin has made her way back into the world. He grinned as he thought back. He had met the woman when he was younger, and he also remembered Tara as well. They had both passed on of old age, in the same month, within days of each other, and if he knew one thing one would not have come back without the other.
He pulled up the address book on his computer and scrolled to a name, Giles, Alexander. After a few moments he got up and went to the phone. He dialed the number and waited as it rang. Only a moment passed before the other end picked up, “Hey, Steve, what’s going on, find me another slayer?”
“Alex, I’m not quite sure you’re going to believe this, but Willow Rosenburg just left my office not half an hour ago.”
To be continued…
