Deterioration
by Shannon
Part 5
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Disclaimer: They're not mine... one day they will be... uhhh... they belong to Joss & Co.
Rating: PG-13.
Summary: Buffy has cancer, and her and Willow spend her last few days together.
Setting: Sometime after season 6, veryyyy AU. Actually I've just realised the way I'm visualising this! They've known each other 6 years, meaning it's set after 'Grave', or at the very least at the beginning of season 6 (When Buffy is dead, lol) BUT they still live in the dorms!
Spoilers: None.
Notes: Day 3, people's! Okay, I recommend you go back and read the first 4 chapters before you read this one. It'll make a hell of a lot more sense! And I wrote the spell in English then translated to a language that looked like Latin or something: Portuguese! :P
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Willow returned to the dorm with a huge grin plastered on her face. She ran in to notice Buffy yawning and stretching. She tried to tone down her grin to a smile. "Hey Buff. Just waking up?" Buffy eyed her friend suspiciously. She only called her Buff when she was nervous, or jittery and she never stated the obvious. Something was up. "Check out state-the-obvious girl. What's up?"
Willow grinned. "Ohh, nothing much. Stayed up most of the night. Researching. Found a cure for your cancer. Had some coffee. You know, normal stuff."
Buffy put on her best 'mom' face. "Will, you know you shouldn't have coffee, it makes you jittery... wait, you WHAT?! I-I'm, sorry, I heard you wrong. You WHAT?!" Buffy couldn't believe her ears. Or her luck. "I found a cure for your cancer. I really did it! I stayed up all night and I kept finding mediocre ones, like cancer transferrence ones and I thought okay, no, but then I found this one." She thrusted the print-out into Buffy's shaking hands. Buffy read through it, the excitement building in her eyes. "Will, guess what?" She said, standing up and putting her arms around the redhead's waist. "Mmm, what?" Came the respone. "I, without a doubt, have the best girlfriend in the history of... the history!" Willow ducked her head and giggled. "I'm girlfriendly?" Buffy brought Willow's face up, and their lips connected. Buffy entered her tongue into Willow's slighty open mouth, and they sighed into another, feeling as if they were melting into one. "You're more than girlfriendly. You're my best friend, my lover... and now? My cure."
Willow grinned and blushed at the compliment. "Well, I better do this spell if you are going to be cured." Buffy suddenly got a worried expression on her face. Willow placed her hands on Buffy shoulders. "Buffy, of course its safe. I light a few candles, say a few words, and poof! All gone." She used a friendly smile to punctuate her speech. Buffy considered this. "Well, okay."
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Willow sat down in the center of the circle she has created with 5 purple candles, and outside each candle lay a single stick of sage. She'd memorised the spell, and began speaking it.
'Livre meu amor de sua dor,
Deixe-a ser meu outra vez.
VocÍ teve-a quase agora que est· livre,
Viver sua vida, para sempre com mim!'
On the final word, lightning struck outside, and Willow rolled her eyes. "Why is everything always so stereotypical?" She muttered to herself. When she realised she hadn't heard anything from Buffy, she spun around, and gasped.
Buffy was lying, lifeless, at the foot of her bed. Hot tears sprung at the back of Willow's eyes, as she got up, and ran to Buffy's side. "Buffy? Oh, god, no what have I done? Buffy. come on, wake up. Buffy, you better not be joking this isn't funny." She began to sob. "Buffy, god, come on... please..."