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This story is No. 1 in the series "She Walked". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: After a while, 'new' is hard to come by. ---Buffy is immortal, the X-Men have a vamp problem, and sometimes death is just giving up.

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Marvel Universe > X-Men > Buffy-Centered(Past Donor)lucidityFR154844,81213356218,92519 Dec 074 Jun 08Yes
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Leaving Them Alive

A/N: I love you all! Happy last chapter!

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This wasn’t the first time Logan had slipped out of the Institute at night. But it was the first time he’d been accompanied by a Slayer and a vampire, and seen off by nearly everyone on the premises. He hated goodbyes. Marie was the first to hug him, but she was followed by many of the students and teachers. Jean took a long time to let go.

Buffy hadn’t been much for goodbyes back in the day, and she had never really enjoyed them since, especially since they were usually caused by death - often death by her hand. She was surprised, therefore, when she felt herself move toward Ororo to offer a hug. The Kenyan woman could not be less similar to her own long-gone family, but it had been Ororo that first made physical contact after all those years. She’d been the first to pull her back a bit, back into the nearly-human person that she was.

Kurt shyly shook her hand and Buffy pulled him into a hug. Sandy muttered a "Thanks" in her ear and squeezed. Several hugs later, and it was Kitty's turn. Kitty’s hug was a bit lopsided with her still-bandaged arm, but Buffy knew she’d miss the girl more than she should. Just like Willow with her brains.

The thought made her turn to Xander. He stood to the side, his arm in a sling. Buffy stood before him. She let her eyes roam over his face – a face with two eyes. He was slightly damaged from the fight, the captivity, and his childhood, but when he smiled to cover up how uncomfortable he was with the perusal, Buffy knew he was the same sort of Xander she’d known and loved. He’d be okay.

Buffy and Logan returned to the doorway where they unconsciously joined hands. As Xavier moved forward and held out his hand, Logan took it first, then Buffy.

“You two take care of yourselves. If you need us, call. I hate to loose you as colleagues. Both of you are wonderful at what you do.”

“Thanks, Prof.”

“And Logan, if you decide you would like to continue your search for the missing pieces of your past, I will always be happy to oblige.”

Buffy took Logan’s hand again. “Thanks for everything, guys.” She said it to the group, avoiding eye-contact with Chuck, himself. “We’ll miss you.”

With that, they turned and stepped out into the evening air. The sun had just set and a hint of dim light still hovered over the tree-covered horizon. The air was crisp and clean.

Dru was leaning against the car they’d “borrowed” from the Institute. Her black dress blended with the black paint, but her white hands and face were plainly visible. She was holding herself around the waist and looked like her favorite doll had died.

“Dru? What’s wrong, Princess?” Buffy rested her hand on the crossed arms while Logan stepped to the driver’s side of the car.

“Nobody hugged me bye. Nobody loves me. I miss Spike. He loved me eyeballs to entrails,” she pouted.

Sandy, having moved to the doorway, ran forward. She hugged Dru before anyone thought to stop her. Dru hugged her back, smelling her hair and skin. The vampire smiled. "Until next time, my Hope," Dru whispered.

When Sandy pulled back and returned to Kurt’s side, Buffy hurried Dru into the backseat. She didn’t know what that was all about and she really didn’t want to know. Not right now. She climbed into the passenger side and lowered the window to wave as Logan started the car forward.

In her mirror, she watched the mutants return to the building and their lives. She hadn’t had the privilege of leaving friends alive in quite a while. It was nice. Nice to know that she could come back and visit if she chose. Nice to know that there was someone out there that knew about her.

Behind her, Dru began to hum a simple tune. Buffy’s eyes turned to Logan sitting beside her. Nice to know she was no longer alone in her journey.

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THE END

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A/N: I've finished! Please offer whatever comments and feedback you have. Even if it's just to say that you read it.

Also, I have started a sequel but I have to be honest here - My muse hasn't been cooperating for the last year and I might not finish anytime soon. So If I were you, I'd stop reading at this point. That said, I have started a sequel that begins right where this one leaves off. It goes into the prophecy, explores the relationships of Logan, Buffy, and Dru, and leads to some new and some old characters. So if you're willing to push on ... It's here for you! Besides, a little encouragement in the form of reviews always stirs my muse.

Thanks so much for reading this. I'm very proud of it and I'm glad I got to share it with you!!

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