Oblivion

Written for the “Open On Sunday”  Time Travel Challenge.

 

Angsty (I'm going against my usual here).

 

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This time, it would be different.

 

Losing her mom had ended her old life. Losing her friends was a duller ache. They were gone: Spike, Anya, and somehow Angel and Spike. Again. It hurt even more knowing they'd kept so much from her.

 

So she'd make it stop. She made the wish, knowing that somewhere a demon could be lurking, waiting to take her up on it.

 

The timing was perfect, sending her back into the ground just as Anya was unpacking the urn, which somehow slipped from her hands and shattered. Relief flooded Buffy as she faded into oblivion.