: Buffy & Co. belong to Joss & Co. Not mine, making no money.A/N
: Quite a few lines verbatim from "Something Blue," and "Hush."Giles' kitchen
Offering another chocolate chip cookie, Willow asked, "Did I mention the part about how sorry I am that I made you and Spike get engaged?"
Buffy grinned. "We may be into a forgetting spell later." With an astonished look, she added, "I loved him. He were betrothed."
"Well, at-at least you were getting along," Willow said, hopefully.
"But we weren't. I mean, I wasn't even nice. And the bad-boy thing — over it. Okay, I totally get it. I'd be really happy to be in a nice relationship with... Oh my God! Riley thinks I'm engaged."
Buffy grimaced. "Riley. He-he-he saw me looking at bridal gowns. What the hell am I going to say?!"
Willow looked down at her hands clasped together. "You could tell him that it was a joke, that you saw him and wanted to freak him out..."
Buffy nodded, a thoughtful look in her eyes. "You're right, I could." She sighed. "But you know what? When I had him convinced that I was going to marry Spike, he bailed. And if he did for something like that, how's he gonna react if he finds out I'm the Slayer?" She shook her head. "He's nice, and has nice arms and everything, but he's not going to be there for the long haul. I think I'm just going to wait until he brings it up again, then tell him it was a test."
Willow's face was scrunched up. "But Buffy, that means you're alone again."
"Willow." Buffy hugged her with one arm. "First, I'm not alone. I've got you, and Xander, and Giles. Second, I think my dating history has clearly shown that it's better to not be with anyone, than to be with someone just to be with someone. Scott Hope, Parker, much?"
Willow sighed. "All right. But don't think I'm going to stop trying to help, missie. I need my vicarious smoochies!" She smiled again. "Going all off topic and everything, but this all started because I wasn't getting enough Buffy time. Wanna come to the Wicca group tomorrow?"
"For you, Wills, sure."
Buffy sat at her desk in the Psychology lecture hall, her chin in her hand as Professor Walsh droned on. Buffy heard less and less of the Professor, and more and more of what seemed to be a little girl humming. Buffy turned to Willow and asked, "Do you hear that?" but Willow didn't respond. Buffy turned to see a little girl, holding an ornate box, and chanting:"Can't even shout
Can't even cry
The gentlemen are coming by
looking in windows
knocking on doors
They need to take seven
and they might take yours
Can't call to mom
can't say a word
You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard"
She felt a touch from behind, then turned to see some...thing in a dark suit with a horrific face.
Buffy woke up, seeing everyone getting their books together.
Professor Walsh said over the slight din, "So I'll see you all Monday for a final review session."
Buffy looked at Willow, who said, "Man that was an exciting class, huh?"
Grinning sheepishly, she replied, "Oh yeah, well..."
As they both put their books in their bags, Willow continued, "And the last twenty minutes was a revelation, just laid out everything we need to know for the final...I'd hate to have missed that."
Buffy sighed. "Just tell me I didn't snore."
Willow giggled. "Very discreet, minimal drool." She smiled. "So, were you dreaming?"
"Yeah. It was kind of intense."
Riley stepped from behind a column. "Intense, really? 'Cause you seemed so peaceful."
Buffy blushed. "Of course, it was only for a moment."
"Right. Hey you guys headed over towards the student center?"
Willow shook her head. "No, we're going to the Wicca group." Riley nodded and they said their goodbyes.
Buffy turned to her and said, "I think we're going to have to drop by Giles' place after, Will."
Willow's eyebrows rose. "You mean it was that
kind of a dream?"
"I think so."
"But...We can go to Wicca another time."
Buffy shook her head. "I didn't get the idea that it was that time sensitive. Let's go do the Wicca thing." And with that, she linked her arm with Willow's and they headed to the meeting.
Willow threw her hands up in the air. "Talk, all talk - Blah blah Gaea, Blah blah moon, menstrual lifeforce power thingy...you know after a couple of sessions I was hoping we would get into something real but -"
"No actual witches in the witch group?" Buffy smirked.
"No, a bunch of wanna blessed bees. You know nowadays every girl with a Henna tattoo and a spice rack thinks she's a sister to the dark ones." She shook her head as they entered their dorm room.
"Will, I'm sorry it was a bust. I know you were looking to go farther in that department."
Willow sat down on her bed, her head in her hands. "I'd just like to float something bigger than a pencil someday, you know?"
Buffy nodded. "What about that one girl? You know, that cute shy one...I think her name was Tara? She didn't seem to be any more into the 'empowering bundt cake," than you were."
Willow shrugged. "I don't know, she might just be there for...wait, cute?" She looked at Buffy. "You do know she's a girl, right?"
Buffy blushed. "Um, yeah."
"But you're a girl, and she's a girl, and that means..."
"That I'm bi? Yeah." The floor seemed to have become very interesting to Buffy.
"Wait, how long have you known?"
"Pretty much since I was attracted to anyone, I've been attracted to girls and boys." Buffy sat down on her own bed. "Do you want me to move out?"
"Move out?" Willow looked up, shocked. Buffy, you're my best friend!" She came over and hugged her. "All this means is that I'm going to help you meet this Tara instead of some guy."
"Willow!" Buffy protested.
"Nuh-unh!" Willow said. "You see my Resolve face. Plus," she grinned. Every time you looked away from her, she was looking at you...and blushing." When Buffy looked down, her expression turned a bit sad.
Buffy blushed. "All right, Will," she said, with a shrug. "But now I think we need to get over to Giles with this Slayer dream."
Giles put his finger to his chin as he leaned back in his chair. "Um, it sounds vaguely familiar. You're sure it's - nothing you heard when you were a child?" Buffy shook her head. "Well i-it could definitely be one of your prophetic dreams," he gave a crooked grin, "or it could just be the eternal mystery that is your brain. But I'll check it out and um, I'll let you know if I find something."
Willow looked at Giles. "Are you going to need any help?"
He shook his head. "I think I'm quite capable of checking up on what is likely a nursery rhyme, Willow."
Buffy grabbed Willow's hand and pulled her to the door as she said, "Great! Talk to you soon, Giles!"