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

Summary: Buffy hesitates - non-consensual/rape warning

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Musings and Revelations II

Rating: R - Violent imagery
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognizable characters. I receive no profits from this. It is just for fun.
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Beta: None.
Summary: Buffy hesitates.

AN: It’ll be a bit before returning to Xander’s plot line.


Joyce lay in the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling. She had woken up from the sedative they’d given her after hearing about Buffy from the police. Her current calmness in stark contrast to the scene she’d made then. She herself believed that it was combination of a hold over from the sedative and her own mind going numb to deal with the heartbreak of losing her only child. Those were indeed factors but the Powers were also influencing her to keep her from becoming too overwrought.

Of course this was not done out of the kindness of their hearts, if they even had said organs, but more of a practical expediency that would be used to make the Slayer more willing to leave the Hellmouth if she was convinced that her mother was not completely devastated by her ‘death’.

The fact was that if it weren’t for their influence, Joyce would be in a total catatonic state from which she would likely never recover if Buffy remained ‘dead’.

As it was, she was now laying in bed ruing the day she thought moving to a small town like Sunnydale would be a safer environment to raise Buffy in. She wondered if the recent death of her friend Xander by those gang members had made Buffy want to personally seek revenge for the attack on her by that girl who had pretended to be a friend of Buffy’s instead of letting the police handle it.

Joyce had noticed that Xander’s death had had a deep impact on Buffy. She had seen her daughter’s mood swing from depressed sadness to intense anger and back again. Buffy had cried herself to sleep for most nights since that day.

Joyce had tried to comfort her daughter but sometimes when she would mention Xander’s name it seemed her attempts only made Buffy feel worse. Just being there and saying nothing seemed the way to go.

Now her daughter was gone and she wasn’t sure what she was going to do.

Should she stay in Sunnydale or move again. Granted they hadn’t been in town long enough to build too many memories together but would even those few make it difficult to remain? Could she bury her daughter here only to move later if she found it difficult to stay?

What about her gallery? It was just starting to do reasonably well.

If she had Buffy’s body cremated then she would be able to keep the ashes with her regardless of what she decided to do.

Having reached that decision, Joyce managed to drift off to sleep. Never realizing that her future sanity depended on how long beings, who had no feelings at all for her or her daughter, suppressed her natural responses to Buffy’s ‘death’.


Angel returned to the mansion and found Miss Calendar up waiting for him in the living room.

“How did it go?” she asked upon seeing him.

“Giles knows Buffy isn’t dead and I gave him the pendent,” he replied.

“Willow is a complete wreak and staying at Giles’ because her parents are out of town,” he added a bit angrily.

Jenny ignored his tone and said, “That is unfortunate but the fewer people that know she’s alive, the more likely it is that it can be kept a secret. Her real grief and that of Mrs. Summers will convince the demon population that she is dead. When the new Guardian shows up, they will presume it is her successor. Meanwhile Giles will tell the cover story to the Council to keep them from interfering with the Powers’ plan.”

“So what do we do now?” asked Angel noting the woman’s cold attitude towards the anguish the situation was causing.

“If you have things you’ll need for your stay here you’d better go get them now. I’ll be spending the night here and head out just after dawn to go to the school and arrange for my resignation, among other things. You are going to stand watch over Buffy,” she said. “She will remain in her enchanted sleep until I am ready to awaken and explain things to her. Her room is warded to keep everyone and everything out except me. The wards around the house should also keep everyone away except you and me. I need you here on the off chance they don’t.”

“I will also be contacting the Elders of my Tribe for assistance in transporting her away from Sunnydale. We will also have to discover what funeral arrangements Mrs. Summers makes so that Darla can be dealt with when the time comes.”

“Exactly what are your plans for Darla?” asked Angel.

“Nothing nearly as complicated as giving her a soul,” said Jenny. “In fact very little magic will be involved and what is will be quite basic. I’ll explain it later since you’ll be the one to carry out certain aspects of the plan, but for now I’m going to go upstairs and get some sleep.”

With that she turned and went up the stairs. Angel looked after her for a bit then left to pick up some blood from his apartment, along with a couple of books and some weapons.

The thought of Buffy leaving and never being able to see her again was causing him more anguish than he’d ever felt since he got his soul back. Her withdrawal from their previous closeness ever since Xander’s death had already caused him to feel quite miserable because he could see she was hurting because of it while he’d been secretly relieved that a potential rival was no longer in the picture. Now, with her leaving and him staying, he just knew that whatever chance at happiness he might have achieved in his long, undead life was gone forever.

No one would ever bring him true joy like he knew she would. All others would be found wanting when compared to her even if he ever found love again.

Because of his mood, the four demons and six vampires he encountered on the way to and from his apartment suffered greatly before he finally dispatched them. His memories on how to inflict maximum pain allowed him to share some of what he was feeling with them.

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