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maevebranTitle: Coming Home
Author: Maeve Bran
Rating: K+
Summary: Dawn and Zack return to DC.
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or Angel or Bones.
Twistedshorts Challenge: #49 "The Sequel Challenge"
Notes: Set in my slightly AU season 5 Angelverse. Offshoot of the "Willow, the Squint" subseries. Takes place hours after "Our Mrs. Addy" and "A Little Vacation".
Zack opened the door to his apartment and stood about nervously. He knew there was something he should do, some customary ritual, but he couldn't remember what it was. There had to be something one did to welcome a new bride to your place, but what was it? He looked over at Dawn, his wife. How strange it was still, to think he had actually gotten married two and a half weeks ago. He still hadn't got up the nerve to tell his parents.
Dawn was looking expectantly at him. Oh, yeah; he was supposed to carry her over the threshold. That was it! He leaned down and picked her up, then carried her inside. After staggering a few feet, he awkwardly put her down.
"Welcome home, Mrs. Addy," Zack managed to say. He was blushing profusely.
Dawn stood in the center of the living room, where Zack had set her down. It was huge. The hall that led to the bedrooms and such branched off to the right. The kitchen and den were on the left. Dawn could see that the kitchen was separated from the living room by a breakfast counter with accordion folding partitions that could be closed to close it off from the living room. The whole apartment, as far as she could tell, was tastefully done in warm, neutral but masculine tones. The living room furniture looked comfortable and there was a big screen TV. Game controllers sat on the coffee table beside a partly finished robot
"Zack, um... where is the Buffybot?" Dawn asked, remembering that Willow had had her bring it down to give it to Zack. The last thing she wanted was to unexpectedly run into the copy of her sister without warning.
"Oh, she-- uh, it-- is in the den. Her-- uh, its-- battery is probably completely drained," Zack stumbled over the explanation.
"It's all right to call it a her. I spent a summer a few years ago pretending that the Buffybot was Buffy so I could continue living with Willow and Tara while the real Buffy was dead," Dawn explained.
"Okay," Zack replied, knowing he should say something. Then it hit him: Dawn had just said that Buffy had been dead for a summer, but she was obviously alive now. "You did just say that Buffy was dead for a summer?" he asked.
"Uh, yeah." Dawn realized that she may have made a mistake in mentioning it. But then again, Zack was her husband and should know about the weird and wacky world that was Vampire Slayage. "I told you I used to be a Key, right?"
"Right," agreed Zack.
"Well, this godlike creature named Glory wanted to use my blood to open a portal to all the demon dimensions. She started to, but Buffy figured out that our blood was the same since the monks who made me made me from her blood. So she jumped into the portal and closed it. Her body landed on the ground beneath where the portal had been..." Dawn broke off her explanation as the horrible memories came flooding back. She'd thought she was past what had happened two years ago, but apparently not.
Zack was struck dumb by what Dawn was saying, but he noticed how distressed his wife was. He went to her put an arm around her shoulder, then guided her to sit next to him on the couch. Once settled, she leaned her head on his arm.
"You don't have to continue," Zack said.
"No, it's all right. You should know about your in-laws. We Summerses are a strange lot. Then there are the Scoobies-- but back to Buffy dying," Dawn continued. "We buried Buffy in the woods by herself so that no one would know that the Slayer was dead. Then, because Mom had died a few months earlier and we hadn't heard from Dad, Willow and Tara moved in. In order to keep social services happy, the Buffybot was programmed to be Buffy. Although the programming did go a little wonky." Dawn smiled. "Has she said ‘That'll put marzipan in your pie plate, bingo,' yet?"
"It was the first thing she said," Zack answered. "Why would she say that?"
"Well the Buffybot was taking Buffy's place Slaying and Buffy usually made witty remarks while she fought. Willow tried to program the Buffybot to do the same. Only something went wrong. Very wrong," Dawn explained. "Anyway, when Buffy had been dead for about five months, Willow, Tara, Anya, and Xander had all got together, without telling Spike or me about it, and did some very black magic to bring her back. I don't know the details, but I do know they didn't think that she would come back right where they'd left her."
"In her grave, right?" Zack guessed.
"Yep. She had to dig her way out of her grave," Dawn said soberly.
Zack's respect for his sister-in-law grew. She was strong enough to dig out of her grave and go on fighting. The respect for his wife grew, too, as he realized he had married a woman who had lived through all of that and still could laugh.
"Come on, I'll show you the rest of the place," Zack said as he stood up and offered Dawn a hand up.
"Does that include the bedroom?" asked Dawn as he pulled her to her feet.
"It does," Zack answered, blushing.
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Author: Maeve Bran
Rating: K+
Summary: Dawn and Zack return to DC.
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or Angel or Bones.
Twistedshorts Challenge: #49 "The Sequel Challenge"
Notes: Set in my slightly AU season 5 Angelverse. Offshoot of the "Willow, the Squint" subseries. Takes place hours after "Our Mrs. Addy" and "A Little Vacation".
Zack opened the door to his apartment and stood about nervously. He knew there was something he should do, some customary ritual, but he couldn't remember what it was. There had to be something one did to welcome a new bride to your place, but what was it? He looked over at Dawn, his wife. How strange it was still, to think he had actually gotten married two and a half weeks ago. He still hadn't got up the nerve to tell his parents.
Dawn was looking expectantly at him. Oh, yeah; he was supposed to carry her over the threshold. That was it! He leaned down and picked her up, then carried her inside. After staggering a few feet, he awkwardly put her down.
"Welcome home, Mrs. Addy," Zack managed to say. He was blushing profusely.
Dawn stood in the center of the living room, where Zack had set her down. It was huge. The hall that led to the bedrooms and such branched off to the right. The kitchen and den were on the left. Dawn could see that the kitchen was separated from the living room by a breakfast counter with accordion folding partitions that could be closed to close it off from the living room. The whole apartment, as far as she could tell, was tastefully done in warm, neutral but masculine tones. The living room furniture looked comfortable and there was a big screen TV. Game controllers sat on the coffee table beside a partly finished robot
"Zack, um... where is the Buffybot?" Dawn asked, remembering that Willow had had her bring it down to give it to Zack. The last thing she wanted was to unexpectedly run into the copy of her sister without warning.
"Oh, she-- uh, it-- is in the den. Her-- uh, its-- battery is probably completely drained," Zack stumbled over the explanation.
"It's all right to call it a her. I spent a summer a few years ago pretending that the Buffybot was Buffy so I could continue living with Willow and Tara while the real Buffy was dead," Dawn explained.
"Okay," Zack replied, knowing he should say something. Then it hit him: Dawn had just said that Buffy had been dead for a summer, but she was obviously alive now. "You did just say that Buffy was dead for a summer?" he asked.
"Uh, yeah." Dawn realized that she may have made a mistake in mentioning it. But then again, Zack was her husband and should know about the weird and wacky world that was Vampire Slayage. "I told you I used to be a Key, right?"
"Right," agreed Zack.
"Well, this godlike creature named Glory wanted to use my blood to open a portal to all the demon dimensions. She started to, but Buffy figured out that our blood was the same since the monks who made me made me from her blood. So she jumped into the portal and closed it. Her body landed on the ground beneath where the portal had been..." Dawn broke off her explanation as the horrible memories came flooding back. She'd thought she was past what had happened two years ago, but apparently not.
Zack was struck dumb by what Dawn was saying, but he noticed how distressed his wife was. He went to her put an arm around her shoulder, then guided her to sit next to him on the couch. Once settled, she leaned her head on his arm.
"You don't have to continue," Zack said.
"No, it's all right. You should know about your in-laws. We Summerses are a strange lot. Then there are the Scoobies-- but back to Buffy dying," Dawn continued. "We buried Buffy in the woods by herself so that no one would know that the Slayer was dead. Then, because Mom had died a few months earlier and we hadn't heard from Dad, Willow and Tara moved in. In order to keep social services happy, the Buffybot was programmed to be Buffy. Although the programming did go a little wonky." Dawn smiled. "Has she said ‘That'll put marzipan in your pie plate, bingo,' yet?"
"It was the first thing she said," Zack answered. "Why would she say that?"
"Well the Buffybot was taking Buffy's place Slaying and Buffy usually made witty remarks while she fought. Willow tried to program the Buffybot to do the same. Only something went wrong. Very wrong," Dawn explained. "Anyway, when Buffy had been dead for about five months, Willow, Tara, Anya, and Xander had all got together, without telling Spike or me about it, and did some very black magic to bring her back. I don't know the details, but I do know they didn't think that she would come back right where they'd left her."
"In her grave, right?" Zack guessed.
"Yep. She had to dig her way out of her grave," Dawn said soberly.
Zack's respect for his sister-in-law grew. She was strong enough to dig out of her grave and go on fighting. The respect for his wife grew, too, as he realized he had married a woman who had lived through all of that and still could laugh.
"Come on, I'll show you the rest of the place," Zack said as he stood up and offered Dawn a hand up.
"Does that include the bedroom?" asked Dawn as he pulled her to her feet.
"It does," Zack answered, blushing.
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