Re: FF: Lupine Dreaming

["Verla Wilkens"]

I love it so far and I can't wait for more!!

verla


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--- Cassandra <goodms01@xxxxxxx> wrote:
> From: Cassandra <goodms01@xxxxxxx>
>
> This is my first attempt at fanfic... be gentle. =]
>
>
> Disclaimer: This story, "Lupine Dreaming," is
> written on
> buffyloveswillow's weekly theme of dreams. In
> addition,
> this story is written directly in answer to Ivy
> Gort's
> challenge to the buffyloveswillow list, even though
> it will
> end up on both buffyloveswillow and buffywantswillow
> (I'm
> anticipating at least one steamy sex scene). Thus
> it will,
> before it is finished, contain these 5 elements:
> 1) Willow saves Buffy.
> 2) Willow tells how she and Oz are OVER.
> 3) Buffy reminisces about her one night in Angel's
> arms.
> 4) The number three must be somewhere.
> 5) Giles makes a phone call regarding his anxiety
> over one
> of the Slayerettes.
>
> And now for the legal stuff: Buffy, Willow, Giles,
> et al.
> are owned by Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. I am
> using them
> for entertainment purposes only and am not gonna
> make any
> money out of them. However, the plot as written is
> mine, so
> please keep my name and email attached to it.
> Couple: Buffy/ Willow. And if two girls in love
> offend you,
> go away.
> Feedback: hell yeah.
> Archive: please ask.
> Author: Casseigh (casseigh@xxxxxxxxxxxx)
> Special thanks: scr3amer
>
> Lupine Dreaming, Part 1 of, well, more than 1
>
> Oz looked up. It was still dark. /What a
strange
> dream…
> oh well./ He curled up and went back to sleep.
> Things howled outside his cabin - it felt like
> home. Most
> of him missed Willow, but there was nothing he could
> do
> about that. He had left because he had to, not
> because he
> wanted to be without her. He would live. In the
> end, he
> would love her all the way, or none. That's why he
> was
> here. He didn't want to make Willow think about
> what he had
> done with Veruca, what the two of them had…
> He didn't want to think about it. She was no
good
> for
> him. He was glad she was dead. If only he hadn't
> killed
> her himself…
> Anyway, he was tired. It was the middle of
the
> night. He
> was going back to sleep.
>
> * * *
>
> He saw Willow, standing in his empty room.
She had
> picked
> up one of his shirts, was crying into it softly.
> "Will, no…" he thought. Said. Something.
> She looked up, confused. "Oz?" she said,
> disbelievingly.
> She peered around the room, but all she saw was the
> familiar
> mess, which she knew was going to get cleaned out
> soon, and
> she had better pack up for him… she started by
> looping an
> extension cord around the back of a chair, to get it
> folded
> nicely. There, she thought, that's - "OOOF!" She
> sat down
> hard and cursed her clumsiness. /If only I was
> graceful,/
> she thought. /Buffy's so beautiful when she fights…
> no.
> Can't think about Buffy. Gotta pack Oz's stuff./
> Willow
> got a box from the closet and started tossing books
> and
> random black boxes (that could, she surmised, create
> music)
> into it.
> After a few hours, she sat back and sighed.
Most
> of Oz's
> stuff was in boxes, and she had already had two good
> cry
> breaks. She just wished she didn't feel so forced
> doing
> them - her mind kept wanting to pull her back into
> the look
> Buffy had given her when she said she was going over
> to Oz's
> place, when she might have seen for a split second -
> /no,
> Willow. Don't get your hopes up. She's just your
> best
> friend. Nothing more./ Anyway, she was almost done
> now…
> but how was she going to get these huge boxes back
> to her
> room?
> Willow looked at the clock. It was about time
for
> Buffy to
> be coming back from patrol… She plugged Oz's phone
> back in
> and dialed her room's number.
> "Hello?"
> "Hi, Buffy? It's…"
> "Wills, what's going on? Where are you?"
> "Over at Oz's… I came to mope, no, I mean, I
came
> to…"
> "What's up, Wills? You doing OK?"
> "Yeah. I mean… no, I need your help. I mean
- I
> packed up
> all his stuff into boxes and I can't carry them
> across
> campus all by myself. Can you come and help?"
> "Of course, Wills. Be there in less than the
time
> it takes
> for a staked vampire to dust."
> "OK, Buffy. Be… be careful."
> Be careful? She was talking to the Slayer.
Why
> had she
> told Buffy to be careful?
>
> * * *
>
> Oz stirred, and wondered. Willow loving
Buffy?
> They were
> good friends, but… the thought was disturbing.
> /Then
> again/, he thought, /I'm here to be disturbed./ He
> rolled
> over and went back to sleep.
>
> * * *
>
> Buffy wandered slowly toward Oz's old house.
That
> conversation with Willow had been a little surreal…
> she
> wondered what was happening in her best friend's
> pretty red
> head.
> /Damn it, Buffy. You can not think like that.
Not
> only
> are you still dealing with the fact that Angel is
> back, soul
> and all, and won't be with you, you know that Willow
> is
> very, very sad that Oz just walked out on her. You
> will not
> be crushing on your best friend./
> "Do whatever makes her happy," Oz thought, his
mind
> heavy
> and slow with his dream. "I want Wills happy."
> Buffy looked around, confused. /That couldn't
have
> been
> Oz. I saw him leave in that van. Well, Willow saw
> him,
> anyway. And that's almost as good. She'd never lie
> to us./
> Buffy looked up, surprised to see Willow
leaning
> out of
> Oz's window. "It should be unlocked," called the
> witch,
> "assuming that little trick worked."
> Buffy tried the door. Though it electrocuted
her a
> little,
> it turned easily. She wandered through the messy
> house and
> up the stairs to Oz's old room.
> When she got there, she was shocked to see
that
> every bit
> and trace of Oz had been packed into two large
> boxes.
> Willow sat in the desk chair by one of them, crying
> softly.
> "Wills," Buffy mumbled, running over.
> "No, no, I'll be -" Willow hiccuped from her
sobs.
> "I'll
> be fine. Promise." Really, Buffy, it's all better
> now.
> Now that you're here…
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