Aftermath

A/N: Well, I'm HOPING aff is allowing reviews now. Sorry this is so short but it's been a hell of a week. Between work, graduate classes, and personal stuff, I barely got this done.Even if aff isn't letting reviews be posted, feel free to mail me at chocoholicgirl03@aol.com. And, of course the song's not mine. Credit where credit's due, it's by The Calling

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Buffy sat in the kitchen, finishing her bowl of cereal and glancing at the paper. She generally avoided all of the news and just glanced at her horoscope for a laugh and read the comics. She smiled, reading ZITS. It had quickly become her favorite. The writer was dead on with the parent/teen relationship, which made it even funnier.

Flipping the radio on, she filled the sink with water. She really didn’t mind doing the dishes everyone left. They all had places to be in the morning. Besides, there was something very calming about the routine task that let her just not think. The morning DJ’s were stupid, but funny. ”We usually don’t take requests and dedications here on your big morning show, but we’re making an exception this morning. We’ve got a request for The Calling’s hit, Wherever You Will Go going out to Elizabeth from William with this message: The fire’s made us both who we are. Don’t give up. You have to go on living.”

Buffy gasped softly. This couldn’t be happening. It had to be a coincidence. That’s what it had to be. Part of her mind nagged at her that it could be from Spike. They’d had so many times that were defined by fire. There was the whole incident with Sweet, and then the final battle. Maybe, just maybe it COULD be from Spike. Her hand shaking she turned up the radio, listening to every word of the song.

So lately, I've been wonderin
Who will be there to take my place
When I'm gone, you'll need love
To light the shadows on your face
If a great wave should fall
It would fall upon us all
And between the sand and stone
Could you make it on your own

[Chorus:]
If I could, then I would
I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high or down low
I'll go wherever you will go

And maybe, I'll find out
The way to make it back someday
To watch you, to guide you
Through the darkest of your days
If a great wave should fall
It would fall upon us all
Well I hope there's someone out there
Who can bring me back to you

[Chorus]

Runaway with my heart
Runaway with my hope
Runaway with my love

I know now, just quite how
My life and love might still go on
In your heart and your mind
I'll stay with you for all of time

[Chorus]

If I could turn back time
I'll go wherever you will go
If I could make you mine
I'll go wherever you will go

“Spike? Is that from you? God I wish I knew. I can’t keep doing this. Please let it be you, please. I can’t keep not kowing. Probably not though. You’d never listen to music like that. I’m sure you’d have plenty to say about it. I just need to know.” She sat down at the table, staring blankly at the radio.

Dawn let herself in minutes later, out of bh. “h. “I heard it! I had the radio on in the back room. I heard it! The song, the dedication. You heard it, didn’t you?! You ha ‘ve ‘ve!! It’s been on like EVERY station this morning, the same dedication and the same song EVERY time! Buffy, it’s GOT to be from Spike. I mean it’s too right not to be! Buffy, come on, say something!”

Looking at Dawn, Buffy began to cry softly. Dawn blinked back tears, hugging her. “We’ll find out, I promise! I’ll do anything to help you find out.I miss him too.”