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Summary: After their plane crashes, Buffy and Faith find themselves surrounded by strange and extraordinarty people on an island that is quite unusual itself.

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Multiple Crossings > Buffy-CenteredpoetFR152929,96711913,88110 Mar 1220 Jun 14No

Chapter 19

The Island

“Any luck?” Phoebe looked up to find her sister standing over her.

“No. I remember seeing the spell once before, and I can kinda remember what was said in my premonition, but I can’t seem to remember it all.”

“Show me what you’ve got. Maybe I can help you remember.” Piper held out her hand for the piece of paper Phoebe was holding.

Phoebe handed it over, “I had to start over a couple of times. I think I’m mixing it up with another spell.”

Piper stared at the page for a few minutes. Without a word she took the pencil in Phoebe’s hand and began writing. When she finished, she handed the page back to her sister. “You were mixing up two different spells. I can’t be positive, but I think this is it.”


Power of the witches rise.

Course unseen across the skies.

Come to us, we call you near.

Come to us, and settle here.

Blood to blood, we summon thee.

Blood to blood, return to me.

Phoebe jumped up, “This is it! We did it!” She wrapped her big sister in a hug.

When Phoebe released her from the hug, Piper hung her head, “Too bad it won’t save Prue.”

“I wish we could save Prue too, but we can’t. All we can do is keep fighting. It’s what Prue would want us to do.”

Piper snorted, “Yeah, Prue was the fighter. She was the strong one. Why did it have to be her?”

Phoebe caught her sister and held her. Before she knew it she was crying too. They collapsed together onto the floor and let their grief wash over them. After what seemed like hours, the tears would no longer come. The sun set through the trees shrouding them in utter darkness. It was there they remained until morning. By the time they stirred, their grief had passed and was now replaced with resolve. They would find a way to get everyone off this island, they would avenge Prue’s death, and they would do their best to keep anyone else from dying.

Sam stood at the entrance to the caves and watched the sun rise over one of the distant mountain. If it wasn’t for the swarms of demons trying to kill them, this island would be a pretty cool place to visit. According to Buffy, they were all brought here by one of the demons so they could be killed. After getting to know these people he could understand why. They were all good people. They fought demons like him and Dean, or they were doctors, or they helped people in other ways.

His thoughts were interrupted by Phoebe. He had grown up with the belief that all witches were evil, but Phoebe and her sisters had proved that to be wrong. He had to admit that he liked the petite witch. She had a lightness about her. Even with everything that had happened since they crashed on this island, she still found a way to smile and point out the smallest bit of good in a situation. “We remembered the spell. Now we can focus on getting everyone off the island so that the demon Buffy talked to doesn’t get his way.”

Sam laughed, “Do you think the spell will work? I mean, Peter couldn’t fly off the island, and Hiro couldn’t teleport off of it. What makes you think casting a spell will get us out of here?”

She smiled and shrugged her shoulders, “It might not work, but at least it’s worth a shot.”

He stared into her brown eyes for a minute before turning back to the sunrise, “Yeah, it’s worth a shot.”

Buffy sat against a pleasantly cool cave wall while she reflected on her conversation with the other survivors. She had expected people to be upset when they found out what the demon had said, but they weren’t. It seemed to have the opposite effect and bring people together more.

“So we’re all here because a demon wants us dead?” Elliot asked.

Hardison raised his hand, “What did we do to piss off a demon?”

Buffy smiled, “Because we’re all good people. He said that we all have these destinies to do good or something and that’s why the demons want us dead.”

Kate seemed confused, “Was he just talking about you guys that fight demons or all of us?”

Buffy looked her in the eyes, “Honestly, I don’t know. I think he meant all of us on the plane though because he mentioned that while my destiny was to fight monsters and stuff that you guys had your own destinies to do good.”

Dean snorted from the corner where he was resting, “Yay.”

Everyone laughed. Claire spoke up from between Piper and Phoebe, “I don’t see how I could be a part of this, I’m no one special.”

Phoebe put her arm around Claire’s shoulders, “Everyone is special. Maybe your baby is going to be some strong force of good. Maybe you’re meant to do something amazing later in life. You never know.”

“I don’t believe in destiny, but I do a lot of good with my research and I have even helped the FBI solve a murder.” Brennan’s self assuredness made everyone laugh.

“You don’t need to have super powers to do good in the world.” Jack added.

“That’s easy for you to say, you’re a doctor.” Kate bowed her head and looked at the ground, “I’m a wanted fugitive. I tried to save my mom from an abusive man and I ended up public enemy number one.”

“I accidentally killed a man that I thought was a vampire. I was being careless and he made the mistake of sneaking up on us. That one act almost sent me down a very bad road, but thanks to B and our friend Angel, I’m here instead. I regret killing the guy, but I can’t change it. All I can do is try and save as many people as I can.” Faith walked over and sat next to Sayid, “And in all fairness the dude was working for the mayor who was totally evil.”

Sayid nodded in understanding, “I have hurt many as well. Working in the Republican Guard, I was forced to do things that I am not proud of. The one thing I am proud of was releasing a woman who I was meant to torture. I fell in love with her and it was that love that allowed me to break free.”

“Wicked,” was Faith’s only reply which was followed by another round of laughter.

Dean spoke from his corner, “Alright, so we’ve all done some bad things, but we’re still good people. The question is what do we do now?”

Peter spoke for the first time, “We kill the demon and get the hell off this island.”
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