~* Buffy Goes to Stars Hollow *~

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Lorelai was watching Michel in amusement as he watched Buffy who was trying to pick which donut to devour next, and Willow and Dawn were watching Xander as he hung the boughs; who was now enthralled with his reflection and as Luke and Kate entered the room speaking to one another…no one was looking at the clock that had just struck 12 noon.


And at that moment the eight people in the room had formed a circle without knowing it. Blue smoke rose from the garbage can where the blue stone lay. It spiraled up around and around and then broke into eight streaks of light that struck the hearts of all eight members.


As the old clock in the entry struck the twelfth chime…the spell was cast.



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The stream of light momentarily stunned the group, knocking them a little off balance. Xander stumbled on the ladder flailing his arms in a futile attempt to stay on the ladder. Willow and Dawn cried out, reaching out to stop him but their fingers just brushed them as he fell to the ground with a hard thump! He grimaced in pain, but his eyes remained closed.

Willow dropped to her knees beside him, throwing her upper half over him. “Xander! Oh god Xander, open your eyes.”

Dawn dropped to her knees on the other side. “He just got the wind knocked out of him. He’s ok.”

“I think he needs CPR,” Willow said as she tilted his head back.

“He is breathing Willow,” Dawn said as she rolled her eyes. “ He doesn’t need CPR.”

Willow looked disappointed. “Oh.”

Dawn cupped Xander’s shoulder shaking him a little to rouse him. “Open your eyes Xand.”

Willow smacked her hand away. “Don’t touch him. He could be concussed!”

“That’s not even a word!” Dawn said, rubbing her sore hand. “And did you just hit me!?”

“Well you could have caused further injuries!” Willow protested.

“He fell like a foot. Calm down!” Dawn said

“Maybe we should lift and put him on the couch,” Willow wondered out loud.

Dawn rolled her eyes. “Fine. Buffy could you…”

Dawn turned to her sister in times of crisis…only to find her staring dreamily at a donut, her chin rested in her open palm.

“Uh, Buffy? A little help.” Dawn said, louder this time.

“This,” Buffy began dreamily. “It is- like- the most perfect donut in the world.”

“Uhhh….alright. You have fun with that,” Dawn said. Had everyone gone nuts?

Dawn put her arms under Xander’s arm and began to heave him up while Willow grabbed his legs. “Ummm…Luke?” Dawn said over her shoulder. “Could you…oh my god!” Dawn dropped Xander in surprise and he hit the floor again. Willow yelled a curse at her but Dawn was staring at Luke who was making out with Kate in a way that was starting to make her fantasies look mundane.

“Now even I know I was too young to see that,” Dawn muttered.

“Xander? You’re ok. Thank god!” Willow exclaimed clutching his hand to her chest.

“What happened?” Xander asked looking around him.

“You fell,” Willow explained. “ I would have caught you but Dawn was in the way.”

“Hey!” Dawn protested, frowning at her. What the hell was going on around here?

Xander jumped to his feet and took off for the opposite side of the room. He stopped at the entranceway in front of the mirror. “Oh thank god,” he said with relief, “ I didn’t injure my face.”

Dawn planted her hands on her hips. “What was that now?”

Xander turned to her. “My face. I could have bruised. Skin like this bruises easily you know.”

“I think you injured your head,” Dawn said shaking her head.

“What?! Where? My hair?” Xander said with worry as he ran his fingers over his hair.

Dawn sunk down on the couch holding her head in her hands. She was starting to feel like she’d just stepped into crazy land. Willow walked up behind Xander and starting massaging his shoulders cooing in his ear about how she’d been so worried and that she didn’t see anything wrong with his face.

Kate and Luke were locked in an embrace kissing and caressing to the point where Dawn felt there should be an R rating on this scene. And Buffy was enthralled with pastry. At least Michel and Lorelai looked fine.

Dawn walked over to Lorelai who was writing something on a pad of paper. “Lorelai did you notice that Luke and Kate are making out?” Dawn asked.

“How nice for them,” Lorelai said, her brow furrowed in concentration.

“What are you doing?” Dawn asked trying to look over her shoulder.

“I’m writing a letter,” Lorelai said as if it were obvious. “Now shhhh….”

“Who is the letter to?” Dawn asked.

“Michel,” she whispered, a sly smile on her face. “It’s a love letter.”

“A love letter?! To Michel? Are you kidding me?” Dawn whispered as loudly as she could.

Lorelai looked to Michel to make sure he hadn’t heard and then turned back to Dawn looking annoyed. “Yes to Michel.”

“Why?” Dawn asked.

“Because I love him,” Lorelai said, “Really Dawn think.”

“But…it’s Michel. You don’t even seem to like him that much.”

“Well no.” Lorelai said, considering that. “But sometimes it hits you I guess.”

“Well…I…alright.” Dawn stammered.

Lorelai put down her pen and turned to Dawn conspiratorially with a secret smile on her pretty face. “It’s weird because at times I doubted his sexual orientation but then again I’ve been doubting mine recently so I guess it doesn’t really matter.” Lorelai rambled unaware that Dawn was staring at her with her mouth open.

“What?!” Dawn asked again louder this time.

“Now go play over there or something. I have to finish this.” Lorelai said turning her back and returning to her love letter.


Dawn turned back to Luke and Kate and tapped him on the shoulder. “Do you think you guys could like...concentrate for a minute here. Something is weird.”

Luke and Kate broke apart breathing heavily. Kate straightened her shirt. “Hey kid, what’s up?” she asked, smoothing her hair back into place.

“What’s up? What’s up?!” Dawn said nearing panic. “Have you looked around this room? Look at what is going on! Willow and Xander, Lorelai writing love letters, you and Luke going at it like rabbits, and ….is Michel playing with Buffy’s hair?”

Kate giggled as she wrapped her arms around Luke’s neck and pulled him back for a kiss. Dawn marched over to Michel and slapped his hand. “What are you doing?”

“Ouch. You crazy girl,” Michel said. “I was just asking what shampoo Buffy was wearing. She smells so delicious.”

“I do have great smelling hair,” Buffy said dreamily.

“What is your childhood trauma,” Dawn demanded. Taking the donut out of Buffy’s hand. “It’s a pastry.”

Buffy narrowed her eyes. “Give that back Dawnie.”

Michel took Buffy’s hand. “I would love to feed you donuts by the fire,” he said smoothly. “I cannot eat them for it goes to my hips, but you are a goddess.”

Buffy finally noticed he was there. “What? Go away,” she said.

Michel looked hurt. “ Have I offended you? I will get you your donut back,” he said, getting to his feet.

Dawn backed away. “ Get away from me.”

“Give me the pastry and no one gets hurt,” Michel said.

“Buffy listen to me,” Dawn said,” something is happening. Can’t you feel it?”

“I feel you getting on my last nerve,” Buffy said.

Dawn tossed the donut back on the table and turned away. Ok, ok, calm down Dawn she told herself. You can figure this out. Her foot hit the garbage can and she cursed as a pain shot up her leg. The garbage can tipped and the items fell out over the floor.

“Shit,” Dawn muttered as she dropped to her knees. As she collected the trash her fingers brushed over the stone that lay between the papers. Only now it was white instead of blue, the way it would appear after the spell was cast. But the spell didn’t work, she thought, Jess wasn’t here.

And then with a horrifying clarity she turned and looked at what was unfolding around her and tried to calm herself as she pieced it together. If the spell had worked the way it should have she read that she had to have Jess looking at her, she had to be the first thing he saw as the clock struck 12.

Luke and Kate had been looking at each other as they entered the room; Lorelai must have been looking at Michel and Michel looking at Buffy; Buffy was eating donuts; Xander had been staring at his reflection in the silver bells and both her and Willow had been staring at Xander…only she had been affected because she wasn’t meant to.

That meant she was alone in this. The spell was only supposed to last to midnight tonight. If only it were that easy though. They would all remember this. They were doing (in Luke and Kate’s case) and might do something that they would regret and it would be her fault. They might not know that, but Buffy, Willow and Xander would know it was a spell. With all the spells cast she should have realized that they very rarely worked out.

Ok, think Dawn said to herself. Think. Maybe she could get home and rework this spell somehow. She wished she had read ahead further about how to reverse the spell but she was expecting to have Jess well on his way to third base by now so she hadn’t thought about that. The only one who could help her was Willow.

Taking a deep breath she walked over to Willow who was still fawning over Xander. Dawn grabbed onto her arm gently as if she were about to tell her a big secret. “Willow I really need to talk to you.”

“Ok Dawnie,” Willow said her eyes still on Xander.

“Alone,” Dawn said trying to keep her voice calm. As long as she stayed calm she could try and talk some sense into these people.

Willow frowned. “Um..ok. But just for a moment.” Then she turned to Dawn with a huge smile on her face. “ Xander is going to let me comb his hair.”

“Oh my god that is so great!” Dawn said with fake enthusiasm as she pulled her away, but not too far away.

“Ok. Now I am going to tell you something and you have to listen to me and not freak out…promise?” Dawn said.

“Oh my god!” Willow said.

“Ok, now that’s freaking out!” Dawn said.

“Xander said something about me didn’t he? He doesn’t like me? Or he’s not over Anya. I knew it. You know I was better for him than Anya ever was I never had an irrational fears over rabbits…or Cordy, she was a huge snob. I was always there for him. I am a lesbian for Christ’s sake-and still I am willing to work through that!” Willow rambled.

If this situation weren’t worsening Dawn would have laughed at the craziness of it all. “No it isn’t that at all.”

“Oh ok. Geez don’t scare me.” Willow said laughing in relief.

“Ok. Now remember Jess,” Dawn said and waited until Willow nodded. “ Well I sorta cast a spell to make him fall for me. But only for 12 hours! Only he never showed so I threw it in that garbage can over there in the same room with the eight of us. And I guess the spell worked, I mean- I know the spell worked. Only it affected the seven of you. You each fell in love with the person or thing you were staring at.”

Willow took a moment to digest that information. “You cast a spell! Dawnie they never work. Especially love spells.”

“Yeah, I know. But that’s not really the issue.”

“Right.” Finally she looked around her at what was unfolding. “ Wow, I think you’re right.”

Dawn sighed with relief. “Oh thank god.”

Willow turned back to look at Xander as he groomed himself. “What I wouldn’t do to get a piece of that,” she sighed.

“Willow you’re a lesbian!” Dawn pointed out.

“I wasn’t always!” Willow snapped and then as if she’d just heard a recording of herself played back, her eyes widened in surprise. “ I think I may have been affected from the spell.”

“Ya think?” Dawn said, and then calmed herself down because this was all her fault. “I am so sorry.”

“Yeah me too. Cause a spell that causes me to relieve my old feelings for Xander doesn’t really feel like a fun time,” Willow said.

Dawn stared down at the ground. “I know. I didn’t think Willow. I was obsessed with Jess and I just thought…”

“I get it,” Willow assured her. “It’s a little against the norm, but I get it.”

“So what do you do know?” Dawn asked.

“First things first. You have got to make sure I stay away from Xander because I am already going to regret a lot of what I just said to him.”

“What did you say?” Dawn asked.

“Wild horses couldn’t drag it out of me,” Willow said without missing a beat. “Now is this a lust or love spell?”

“Ummm…lust,” Dawn thought. “Yeah it was more lust than love. I just wanted Jess to want me.”

“Right. Ok. That’s a good thing. Love spells tend to turn dangerous. Probably why I am talking to you calmly about this and not over there riding Xander like a cowgirl…”

“Ewww…”Dawn said.

“Sorry, but these thoughts are incredible hot,” Willow said. “You are going to have to be patient with me. This could get worse. I mean I sensed something happened and even as I thought and said stuff it felt strange but like I was very far away. Maybe it’s because I am a witch that I can break from it a little. I don’t know but we have to figure something out Dawn. Especially in Luke and Kate’s case cause…damn.”

Dawn went to look over but Willow covered her eyes and pulled her away. “Ok. You go get Luke and I will get Kate.”

Dawn grabbed her arm. “Wait. How? They are into some serious dry humping-not that I know what that is by the way-and I don’t want to touch Luke when he’s all…’happy’.”

“Magic,” Willow said.

“Magic? But there are…civilians,” Dawn said for lack of a better word.

“Normally an issue ms ‘ I cast a spell that had everyone lusting for each other’…but sorta not an issue right now.”

Willow froze the room. Then she separated Kate and Luke and gently levitated Luke until he was inside the broom closet and then Dawn shut and locked the door. Before Willow unfroze the room Dawn told her to wait while she ran over to Kate and re did her shirt buttons before letting Willow continue. “Wanted to give her some dignity.”

Willow looked over at Xander and with a flick of her wrist his shirt flew off, Willow ran over and ran her hands up and down his chest, planting a kiss on his mouth. Dawn turned her face to the wall. “Willow!”

Willow finished what she was doing and returned to Dawn. “If you don’t let me let it out in bursts it will pent up. Calm down, it’s not like he’s getting any.”

Dawn nodded her head. Not like she could disagree with that. Willow replaced his shirt before unfreezing the room.

“Luke?” Kate said looking frantically around her.

“He had to go out and get you something,” Dawn explained.

“He’s so sweet that way,” Kate said as she rubbed her fingertips over her swollen lips.

Willow looked at Dawn. “This is going to be a long afternoon.”

Dawn nodded. “So we wait it out?”

“Let me just try to work this out. You sit here and watch and I am going to go try and meditate on this. Speak to the goddesses see if I can work this out. And being out of range of Xander would really help about now.”

Dawn nodded. “Ok. Great. Thanks Will. And sorry.”

Willow smiled weakly. “We’ll talk about this later. Buffy will have something to say. Those donuts are going to go right to her thighs.”

Dawn smiled. “She doesn’t seem to be eating them, so much as admiring them.”

Willow gave her a look. “Right go. I’ll watch.”

Willow gave her shoulder a squeeze and then exited the room. Dawn walked over to one of the couches and lay down. She hadn’t slept much last night and now her eyes were starting to grow heavy.


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Willow lay on one of the beds in the empty rooms. She had tried several times unsuccessfully to end the spell. It was cast by another person with such a degree of inconsistencies that she couldn’t find the line of it. All magic casts a trail that you could pinpoint, but this one was impossible to find.

The only thing she could do was cast a spell that would keep all the guests in their rooms and to keep the Inn locked so that none of those affected could get out. The magic had tired her and the constant stream of naughty thoughts concerning Xander was starting to grate.

Just then she heard the door open and she peeked out beneath the pillow she’d thrown over her head at the intrusion. Xander. He didn’t seem to notice her as he walked into the bathroom.

“Xander?” Willow called out. “What are you doing?”

“This room has better lighting. I found some facial cream that I want to use. I really have to start taking better care of myself.”

“I think you look fine. But I don’t think you should be here,” Willow said her voice verging on desperation. Please, please leave.

“You think I look ok?” Xander asked.

“God yes,” Willow breathed, her heart beginning a frantic dance inside her ribcage. Women, women, breasts…not penis’ she kept thinking.

Xander seemed pleased with this. “You were always there for me Will.”

“I know. But you shouldn’t be here.”

“You don’t think I should change my hair or anything?” Xander asked his reflection. “No, it’s great just the way it is. I’ve been working out you know. Want to feel?”

Willow felt her knees start to buckle as she clutched the doorframe as if it were the only solid object in a spinning room. “Xander?”

“You want me don’t you?” Xander asked. “ It doesn’t surprise me really. I’m one hell of a looker.”

“I am going to totally ignore that you just said the word looker,” Willow said as she threw herself into his arms.

Xander grabbed her around the waist and lifted her against him. Willow cried out as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Their mouths met in a battle of tongues and teeth as they kissed each other fervently.

Xander walked them into the adjoining room and they fell in a heap onto the bed. Willow ripped the shirt off him, clutching onto him. “Do you want me?” Xander grunted in her ear as he grinded himself against her.

The hard length of him pressed into her mound making her cry out as she scrambled beneath it. “Yes!” Willow cried.

Xander ripped her shirt right down the middle exposing two small pert breasts her nipples hardened. He brought his mouth down on one, sucking it deep into his mouth as he swirled his tongue around and around.

Willow arched her back into him as she clutched her hands into his hair tugging with need. Xander arched his head back, his mouth open in pain. “Watch the hair Will!

That did it. “Oh my god,” Willow said in horror. She clutched her shirt to her chest and sat up knocking him off her.

“What’s wrong?” Xander said.

Willow held up her hand freezing him. “What the fuck am I doing?” Willow asked.

She redid some of the buttons, as the other lay somewhere scattered on the ground. Later she would definitely have to do a forgetting spell.



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Dawn opened her eyes as Willow shook her awake. “Dawn! Wake up.”

Dawn sat up looking around her startled. “What happened?”

“Nothing much except I had to separate Lorelai and Buffy from a near serious pastry accident.”

“Where is Xander?” Dawn asked.

“Ahhh..Sleeping in a closet somewhere.” Willow said.

“What? Why?”

“Believe me, it’s for his own good.” Willow said as she plopped down on the couch next to Dawn.

“Why is it dark?” Dawn asked.

“It’s seven o’clock,” Willow said.

“Five more hours…” Dawn moaned. “So I am guessing your counter spell didn’t work.”

“Nope.” Willow sighed. “It’s worse for me you know. I am affected by this spell too. I managed to calm most of the thoughts using magic…but that’s it, they are still in there somewhere and it’s incredibly unsettling.”

“I could not be more sorry,” Dawn said for the millionth time.

“Try,” Willow answered.

Dawn sighed as she rested her head back against the pillows. Most of them were sleeping now exhausted from the over emotion of it all.

Just then the lights turned out. “What was that?” Dawn yelled.

“I don’t know,” Willow said. “It’s icy out there maybe there was a power outage.”

Just then a crash sounded through out the end. The windows crashed in from all around them and dark figures leapt in.

Dawn screamed once before everything went black.

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Dawn opened her eyes slowly and looked around her. The right side of her head ached and as she brought her hand away from the site she felt her stomach turn as she spotted blood on the palm.

Dawn groped from the lamp on the table beside her and turned it on. A little bit of light fell across the lobby. She saw Willow lying on the floor next to her, a gash across her forehead.

“Will?” Dawn asked shaking as she felt for a pulse. She was alive. Willow’s eyelids fluttered and then opened.

“What happened?” She asked in a croaky voice, her lips trembling.

“We were attacked,” Dawn said. “It might have been vampires. But I couldn’t really see them.”

Willow got to her feet slowly. “ Check the others.”

Buffy had managed to fight off a few and was now sitting on top of one a stake held over his heart. “What are you doing here?” she asked, finally sounded like Buffy.

“I’m not telling you anything,” he spat.

Buffy punched him in the face. “How about now?” she asked sweetly.

“Our master will kill you,” he said.

“Like I haven’t heard that a million times and yet here I am,” Buffy said. She tugged off her cross necklace and placed it in his mouth. His eyes widened in pain as his tongue began to burn. “I find this method works real well,” Buffy said.

She let him sputter and spasm under her. “Now what do you want to tell me?” Buffy said.

Sure enough the pain got through to him and he was ready to share. “We were told to lay low for awhile,” he sputtered. “But our master sensed that a spell was done that was distracting the slayer. We were sent to get the girl.”

Buffy’s head snapped up as she searched the room for Dawn. “Dawnie?”

“I’m here Buffy.”

The vampire sneered. “Not her.”

“Who isn’t here?” Buffy asked.

Willow and Dawn searched the dark corners. Lorelai and Michel were still knocked out.
Luke and Xander were still sharing a closet for two.

Dawn’s heart dropped into her stomach. “Kate,” she whispered. “They took Kate.”


To be Continued….