Learning To Live Again
By PassionFish
Time Line: Set Early Season Six: Buffy's slowly coming out of her shell...and guess who's there to help her?
Big Thanks to Marsters’ Girl who beta’d this fiction, so quickly…for you…you should all be grateful!
Prologue
"Hey, Buffy! There was a package for you this morning." Willow greeted the slayer in an obviously extra-peppy tone, trying to smile, even though all she got in response was a blank stare.
"Thanks,
Will." She said automatically, moving to where the witch indicated.
It was a small
brown package - what appeared to be a box; no bigger than 15cm-by-15cm. It was
wrapped in brown paper and tied slightly haphazardly with a piece of white
string.
She pulled at one
end of the bow, then at the other. After having no success at either end she
finally gave in, using her slayer-strength to tear the sting.
Pulling it and the
brown wrapping from the box, she was presented with a plain brown box. Frowning
she lifted the lid.
Inside all she
could see was little white styrofoam balls. Cautiously dipping her hand inside,
wary of an attack, her fingers rummaged around until they hit something
metallic.
She wrapped her fingers around it, lifting it from its packaging. She frowned again as she heard the tinkle of a bell with the movement, half turning her head to see if someone had entered the shop and triggered off Anya's knowing-when-customer-enters device.
She raised her
hand and stared at the object in her hand.
Her mind flashed
to a scary conversation she'd had the day before, and she smiled, then bared
her teeth as the humor of the situation overtook her.
She laughed out
loud, causing the gang to look at her strangely at the unusual sound, but she
ignored them.
There was a note
at the bottom. It was written on what she could only describe as parchment and
in an old fashioned hand.
"All I need
now is a collar." The note read.
The slayer laughed
again.
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