This was written before the season premieres of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Dawson's Creek. Read part 1 before you read this.
Far From Home Part 2
"What do you mean she didn't call?"
"I'm sorry, Xander," Willow said into the phone. "She didn't leave a message here. She probably still wants to be alone. I wouldn't worry unless she cuts school again tomorrow. Then I'd get worried. It's going to be okay. She's probably with Angel."
Xander cringed at the thought. "Right. Angel, the prince who started this," he said bitterly.
"I'll bet Buffy as surprised when you told her that I was going to try the curse again, right?" Willow said proudly. "I just know it worked."
"Yeah..." Xander said, suddenly having an enormous desire to get off of the phone. "She was."
"Ooh. Oz is here. He's going to take care of me while I'm in this stupid wheelchair. I'll talk to you later," Willow said in a rush and hung up the phone.
Xander put the phone back in its cradle and hung his head guiltily. "When Buffy finds out that I... altered Willow's message, she'll hate me." Xander tried to imagine where Buffy could be. If Angel had been saved before Acathala opened, then they would be alone together. Xander didn't want to imagine that, so he tried something that he like to imagine a little better: that the spell was too late and that Buffy had to kill Angel. But, either way, wouldn't she have tried to contact them by now? It had already been a few days. What else could possibly have happened?
"Buffy," Xander whispered, "if telling you the wrong thing caused you harm... I'm so sorry." He wondered how sorry he was, though, to put his own selfish possibilities over her chance at happiness with the man... er, vampire that he knew she loved.
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"Dawson, my man!" Pacey said, sitting down with him at a table in the Icehouse. "Where have you been?"
"With the most beautiful waitress in the world," Dawson grinned.
"Her? Wow! I am impressed. She is hot!"
"Joey?" Dawson demanded.
"Joey?" Pacey said, just a bit disappointedly. "Oh. I thought you mean her." Pacey pointed to the new waitress. "I wonder who she is."
"You don't seem too interested in me and Joey together for someone who has been pushing us for months," Dawson smirked.
"Wait, you and Joey together?" Pacey stood up. "Ha! Told you so! In your face!"
"Are you done gloating now?" Dawson asked, annoyed.
"All right, I'm sorry," Pacey sat down. "I'm really happy for you, D. It just didn't input the first couple of times. I didn't think that you'd ever not be oblivious enough to realize it."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Where's Jen been the last few days?" Pacey changed the subject.
"She suddenly had to go away a few days ago. I don't know where. Maybe New York."
"Can I take your order?" Buffy asked.
"I'm just waiting for Joey," Dawson smiled.
"A coke, no ice," Pacey said. "So, allow me to introduce myself. I'm the drummer for the Red Hot Chili Peppers. And you? I've never seen you around before."
"I'm not interested," Buffy said, stopping herself from staking him with her pencil.
"Don't worry," Dawson said. "He's harmless. He means well, though. I think. I'm Dawson," he extended his hand. "And you are..."
"Angel. I'm also very busy, but it was nice to meet you, Dawson." Buffy went to go pick up a tray of glasses with water. She glanced back at Dawson and tried to look at the ring that Angel gave her. She tipped the tray in doing so and all of the glasses went sliding down, hitting the floor with a crash. Buffy looked down at the slivers of broken glass at her feet. "Oh crap," she said.
"What happened?" Bessie ran out of the kitchen.
"I dropped some glasses?" Buffy asked.
"I thought you know how to do stuff?" Bessie asked, getting mad.
"I don't. Not anymore," Buffy answered. "Look, I don't feel well. I'm going to my room to sleep. I'll do better for my evening shift, I promise."
"Fine. I'll clean this up, but next time you have to do it." Bessie bent down and started piling the jagged pieces of glass into her hand.
"Yeah," Buffy said, removing the apron from around her waist and going into the storeroom. She locked the door behind her and took out her braids. She sat upright on her bed and stared at the ring on her finger for a while. Finally, she took it off and laid it on the floor.
"Goodbye," she whispered, laying down and turning her back to the ring. She shivered, causing her to settle deeper into the covers. She then cried herself to sleep, something that was not unusual since she left Sunnydale.
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Buffy looked around. She was in a short flowing dress standing on the beach. She squinted in the distance and saw a figure coming towards her.
"Angel?" Buffy whispered. "Angel! But I thought I-- you're gone." He put his arms around her waist.
"I'll never leave," Angel said. "Not even if you kill me," he whispered into her ear.
Buffy closed her eyes and opened them to see Angel with a sword through is chest. He was making painful gasping noises as he looked down in shock at the sword protruding from his body. He looked back at Buffy through pleading eyes. She stumbled back and looked helplessly a him. Angel outstretched his arm in a silent plea for Buffy to save him from the fiery portal. "Buffy..."
Buffy turned away and bumped into Angel. "Not even if you kill me..." his voice echoed. She backed up. "I loved you," Angel sneered. He clenched his fist around the still open wound he had made on his hand to free Acathala. Buffy watched as the blood dripped from Angel's hand. Her eyes widened as the blood dripping from the slash she made in his chest mirrored the blood dripping from his hand.
"No," Buffy slowly backed away. "Not loved, love. Love," she said desperately. "I love you." Angel's form vanished right before her eyes. "I'll be back," she heard echo in her mind. "I will."
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Buffy woke up in a cold sweat. That was the second time she had had that dream in two days. "A prophesy," Buffy breathed. She leaned over, picked the ring back up, and placed it on her finger. "I'll be back..." she whispered.
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