Title: Everything Will Be Okay
Author: Melody/dhfreak
Status: Completed, Part of a Series "A little bit Longer"
Word Count: 2,363
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: BtVS/SPN
Character(s) and/or Pairing(s): Buffy/Dean, Sam
Genre: Angst
Summary: Moving to a new town doesn't make her forgett.
Challenge: Table #1 = Falling. Prompt #01 – I'm scared coz my heart has been hurt so. Written for Would You Still Have Fallen at Route 66: Destination Sunnydale
Spoilers: Season 7 Buffy
Disclaimer: I don't own anything they are from the genius minds of Joss Whedon and Eric Kripke.
AN: Thank you so much to Nicole for helping me with this fic. Thanks.



Another small town. Buffy didn't know any other solution to her new solitude. After the aftermath of the destruction of Sunnydale, she didn't know if she belonged anywhere else. Abandoned by her "friends" and the only "family" she had left, she had nothing. So she did the only thing she could do. She fled. They had their “Slayers" and that was really what they were all after. They wanted to be secure. They really didn't want her. The only one that really understood her was Faith. However, the two of them had parted ways. They needed to find their purpose on their own, leaving each other in their search.

Now, she was located in Baxter Springs, Kansas, the middle of nowhere, and working once again as a waitress in the city’s landmark Route 66 Diner. The restaurant was located in the famous Route, which meant it was always filled with customers on their quest to cross the country. She had come a long way from the Los Angeles native that she’d once been. Now she had to take on a new identity and a new look. She no longer had the golden blonde hair. She had dyed her hair black. She didn't wish to be noticed by anyone. She was going by the name Anne once again, feeling it was a common name.

She once again was feeling as empty as the diner. It was Tuesday and no one really came to the diner on Tuesday, making it the slowest day of the week. She hated not doing anything. It let her mind wander and think about what she used to have. Of the lies of her friends and the loss of someone that understood her. Of the only man that had given up everything just to be with her. Spike. She didn't love him as he had loved her. But she still longed for him.

She was pulled away from her thoughts as she heard someone come in. She saw two very attractive men come in and although the taller of the two was attractive, she couldn't keep her eyes away from the shorter of the two. Not that he was that short, the tall one was just freakily tall. They had not seen her staring at them as they took a seat at her section of the diner. She took a deep breath and walked towards them to take their order.

"Hi, welcome to Route 66 Diner. My name is Anne. Is there anything I can help you with today?" she said with one of her fake smiles.

"Yes, I think I can find a way you can help me," the shorter of the two said with a grin in his face. That grin quickly disappeared as the taller man hit his arm.

"What?" he said as he stared at the other man.

"Sorry about my brother. Can I please have a cheeseburger with fries and a coke, please?"

Buffy laughed at both of them, shaking her head as she wrote down his order. She’d needed a good laugh.

"I will have the same. And I’m Dean, by the way," Short Cute
Guy said.

"Nice to meet you, Dean. I’ll be back with your drinks," Buffy said as she wrote his order down and left.

She took them their drinks shortly after that.

"Thanks," Dean said.

She headed back to her post as she waited for their order. Buffy couldn't stop the feeling that there was something about them that she needed to know. She kept glancing at them as she watched them talking while Dean's brother was on his computer. As she watched Dean with his brother, she started to think about her sister. Maybe if Dawn hadn’t thrown her out of their house, she and Dawn would have been on the open road also. Together. Like a family should be. Instead, she was alone. She was pulled from her thoughts as she heard that the guys’ order was ready.

"Here you go, boys," she said with the first smile she hadn’t had to force in awhile. As she placed the food in front of them, she saw the table covered with papers that had topics like Two people missing along Route 66.

"Thanks, sweetheart," Dean said, taking his attention away from their research.

"You’re welcome," she told him and walked away to her post.

After what she’d seen, she kept an eye on the boys. They were planning something and she needed to know what. After they had finished their meal, they paid and left. Although, Dean didn't look like he wanted to leave as his brother pulled him out the door.

Buffy went to Lenny, her boss, and asked if she could leave for the night. Because it had been such a slow night, he let her. Without changing, she took her bag and left to follow Dean and his brother. She saw them entering the hotel that was next to the diner. The same hotel she happened to be staying in. She watched as they entered the last room of the single story hotel.

She walked to the back of the hotel and to their back window. She leaned against the wall so she could hear their conversation.

"That waitress at the diner was hot," Dean said.

"Dean, focus, we need to find these missing people."

"Sam, come on, live a little." There was silence at his statement. "Look, Sam, we’re going to find these people," Dean reassured Sam.

So they are trying to find the people. That is a good sign, Buffy thought. Buffy was so distracted by her thoughts that she didn’t realize that there was a person behind her.

"Hey, you like to listen to other people’s conversation?"

Buffy turned to see Sam staring at her.

"Sorry, I was kind of curious if you guys were going to stay in town," she said quickly, trying to hide what she’d really been doing.

Sam raised an eyebrow to her as he saw that she was still in her work uniform.

"Come to see me again I see," she heard as Dean came out from behind Sam.

"How did you guess?" she responded in a ditzy voice. "I’ve been caught so I think I’ll head home now. I feel so embarrassed." The two brothers looked at each other and then stared back at the dark-haired girl with green eyes.

"I can take you if you want. A girl should never walk alone at night," Dean told her.

"It's okay. I don't want to trouble you guys." She didn't want them to follow her. She was already mad at herself for getting caught.

"It's no problem at all. Just tell me where and I will drive you there," he told her with a grin on his face.

"I just live two doors down."

"Then it saves me some gas."

"Thank you."

"After you."

Dean followed her as they went around the building to the front and to her door.

"This is me. Thank you and I’m sorry," she said as she stared at him. She heard them and knew that they were going in search of the missing people. They must be the good guys if they were. As they stared at each other in front of her door, she wanted to invite him in, just to feel something once again. But she knew that she shouldn't. She felt as if she owed him something but she couldn’t say what.

"Well, I think I better get going." However, he didn't move from where he stood. There was a moment of silence until she spoke.

"You don't have to go."

"You sure?"

She just nodded as he followed her into the room.

As they entered her small room, he looked around. There weren’t many things around the room. He only saw the necessary things that were needed, the type of things that he and Sam always carried.

"What brings you to Baxter Springs?"

"Just exploring the scenes," he answered as he stared at her. "And you? What are you running from?"

Buffy looked away from his stare.

"Who said I was running away?” she asked.

"Are you?"

"Everyone has to run sometimes," she finally said.


"You don't have to."

"I don't have any other option."

She couldn't believe that she was telling this to a complete stranger. It had been four months since the destruction of Sunnydale and now she was telling her feelings to a complete stranger. It wasn't something the she would normally do. She didn't even know for sure if he was the good guy.

He stepped closer to her as she thought about what she had admitted. He saw her struggling with herself.

"There is always another option," he said as he placed a hand on her cheek.

"I don't know that option," she said in a whisper.

Dean looked at the girl in front of him and could see she was broken.

"Anne..."

"It's Buffy," she corrected him. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at her nametag on her uniform.

"I’m running, remember?"

He smiled at her and was relieved that she trusted him.

He slowly leaned closer to her as he touched his lips with hers. She slowly responded to his kiss as it grew deeper.

She knew that she had to stop but she didn't want to. She needed this. She was scared at the way her body and the way she was feeling for him as she drew him closer to herself. This was completely different than what she felt with Spike, Riley, and even with Angel. She felt as if this was more.

Dean was feeling the same things. This wasn't like Cassie. This was something different. He wanted to be selfish right now and keep her and not let her go. He had never felt so scared and filled with need at the same time.

Buffy finally pulled away from the heated kiss even though her body was protesting at her actions. She looked up at him to see his eyes were closed. As he opened them, he stared at her, placing both hands on her face as he saw tears starting to form in her eyes. He looked at her with a questioning expression.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm scared because my heart’s been hurt so many times before."

Dean just stared at her. He couldn't just sleep with this girl. With Buffy. She was worth so much more than a one night stand. But he couldn't just leave her now either. She had opened up so much. He would be like the arrogant bastards that had hurt her before. And he didn't want to leave her. He held her against his chest as she hugged him back. "Everything will be okay." He held her tighter.

"I think it will be." She responded.

Buffy finally pulled away from Dean. "You don't have to stay here. We don't even know each other."

Dean looked at her with a concerned expression. He didn't want to leave the petite dark hair girl.

"I’d like to know you."

"I don't know if you’ll like what you find out. People always leave and I don't want the reason you leave to be because of that. And by the way, why do you care?"

"Because, somebody has to and you’re hot," he said with a smirk on his face.

"You are something else."

"Thank you."

She smiled at him.

"Look, I’ve got to go but me and my brother will be in our room if you need anything," he told her.

"Okay."

Buffy was disappointed that he was leaving. She wanted him. But she had to restrain herself. She didn't want to throw herself at a man that she had just met. She had already felt insecure for letting him kiss her. She had never felt that way.

Dean, with all his willpower, kissed Buffy on her forehead and headed towards the door.

Once Dean left her room Buffy collapsed on her bed and let out a breath she didn't know she’d been holding. She finally changed and headed towards the bathroom to take a shower. By the end of the night she was exhausted, falling asleep as soon as she hit the bed, thinking of what her life had become and if it was still worth fighting for.