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I've Been There

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Summary: George is having a hard time with Betty's disappearance and gets a little help from the one who's been there the most.

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Television > Dead Like MeKrysstiniaFR713561490519 May 0919 May 09Yes
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She was at the counter when she head the plea. “Why do I lose everything and everyone I care about?”

She turned around and saw who spoke and instantly knew what the girl was talking about. Just by looking, she knew that the girl had been through hell and back over the last few days. From dying to having to get on your feet, to losing the one person who you were just getting close to, Buffy Summers knew exactly how the girl in the booth felt.

“It’s just life, Peanut,” the man across from her responded, acting sympathetic. The words made Buffy snort into her coffee. She knew this tune from start to end, having danced to it since the day she was called.

Buffy got up and sat in the booth next to the girl.

“I know exactly how you felt. I’ve been there, too many times to count. I was there when I was Called. I couldn’t tell my parents about it, and my Watcher ended up getting killed. No one believed me because they didn’t know the seedier side of life.

“I was there again when I died the first time. I was there the night I killed my boyfriend so the would wouldn’t get sucked into Hell. He was gone, and killing him was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do.

“I was there yet again when my mother died, and my sister was taken. Each time I got back up and kicked some undead or demon ass. I died again and was there yet again when my friend brought me back to life. That last one was the hardest thing to get over.

“Now I’m dead yet again. Do I feel bad? Yes. Do I wish it were different? Not really. I’ve finally got the life I wanted to have. Being the Slayer means nothing now. I can be me, without friends or Watchers to criticize me.”

Buffy stood up just as Spike walked in. “You might want to hang out with me for a while. Oh, by the way, I’m Buffy Summers. I’m your new Reaper.”

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