Disclaimer: none of the characters are mine, but belong to their respective owners.
The West Coast flight was slowly losing height as it approached the airport on the ground. Willow Rosenberg, however, was largely ignoring this state of affairs and was busy talking to her girlfriend Kennedy instead.
“Anyways, yes, this is the first time since my going to college that I’m going to talk to cousin Holly personally,” Willow was explaining to the other woman. “I haven’t seen her in a dog’s age, and that worries me, just a bit.”
“I can tell by the babbling,” Kennedy said dryly. “I’m guessing that you don’t get along, do you?”
“Not exactly. I and Holly got along well enough – well, cordially enough, I suppose – but my uncle... he wasn’t happy when I refused to accept his offer to go to a better university instead of Sunnydale College; plus, he and dad never got along, so we sort of drifted apart, even if we were close together... which we weren’t. I mean, no, we were, just not that close. I had a lot more clo-sure with Buffy and Xander – as friends, I mean!”
“Willow, to start from the end, you forgot about Dawn, and more importantly, you’re rumbling. Relax. If this is some sort of a misunderstanding we can always up and leave the way we came.”
“Thanks, Ken, but don’t worry. Holly doesn’t have a malicious bone in her body. She can get angry if someone riles her up enough, but never malicious.”
“Well, if you say so,” Kennedy replied, still sceptical, as the plane began to land.* * *
At the other end of Eureka, well away from the airport, Beverly Barlowe was busy approaching her old town as well.
After she regained her senses from the meditation gone sour, it didn’t take her too long to choose her new identity: an ex-intern in a mental ward (a place that she did actual intern at in her youth, btw) and then a brief stint as a security guard (largely done to complete the training for the diploma).
Normally, the ex-psychiatrist would’ve shied away from an identity like that
: she hated violence, and for a while she toyed with approaching Blake, Fargo and others for getting back her old job – maybe even as herself (that would be amusing), but after a while decided that that would be pushing it. Instead, after searching through Eureka’s ‘help wanted’ pages (if you don’t know where to look for them on the Web you’d never find them) she decided to apply for... Josephine Lupo’s assistant in regards to security, hoping that her new found strength and her old knowl-edge of GD’s security systems will carry her through. And if not... well, there was always the plan B.
Beverly Barlowe smiled grimly and stepped on the gas, knocking of the sight “Welcome to Eureka” in the process.TBC