Disclaimer: I don't own anything Buffy or DC.A/N: Okay, this is a 20 minutes with Buffy on a DC crossover. It's well known among anyone who has ever read any of my Buffy cross-fics that I think Buffy got a raw deal at the end of the series. Also that I think she shouldn't have forgiven as easily as she did. So a friend offered up a challenge I couldn't resist. Twenty minutes with Buffy right when they kicked her out. It's AU directly from when they stop talking. So here's what I came up with. If you like it, let me know. If you don't, you can let me know that, too. Just don't flame. It's childish to rip into someone's hard work just because you dislike what they've written, so if you don't like it, please just calmly tell me why. Thank you.
Hallelujah“Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah!”~Leonard Cohen “Hallelujah”
She stared at them a moment before stumbling away. She tried to get to the stairs so she could grab a weapon, but her way was blocked over and over again. So she did the only thing she could think of. She dug out her cell phone and pressed a speed dial. Nobody knew who Buffy was calling, and she didn't enlighten them when she did speak.
“It's Buffy. I need help.”
She got an affirmative response and hung up, knowing somebody would be there before she even managed to get out the door. Sure enough, just as she reached it, a knock sounded. A man in a red with gold bodysuit waited outside, bouncing on his toes. Buffy Summers looked behind her at the gobsmacked faces of the people she called friends and sighed. With a swift step and a snap of her wrist, the door shut with her on the porch and those who wronged her on the other side of it.
“Hey. Let's walk, huh?”
“So what happened? He just gave me the go ahead to get here fast as I could and said he'd be following soon,” Wally West asked her.
The blonde slayer sighed and leaned on her friend as they reached the end of the walkway and turned onto the sidewalk. Her green eyes were dark with pain, full of wounds he couldn't see. “They kicked me out. They told me I was reckless and irresponsible; that I wasn't making the right choices. They told me I was lucky
,” she spat the word out, “to be Chosen. Then all my friends, my sister
, threw me out into the night, weaponless and alone.” She didn't realize how bitter that had already made her until she heard her own voice and felt the tears on her cheeks.
The Flash stopped, pulling her to a halt as well and turning her to face him. “Hey,” he said. “You're not alone. You have us, now. I can't believe they'd kick you out, though, after everything. Especially your sister. I mean, when they told you to kill Dawn to save the world you died for her instead. And she sided with them
? You know, he told you you should have dropped the civilians years ago. You never should have let them into your fight. I don't agree, of course. I don't think you'd have lived as long as you did if you didn't have them. But he's right, too. You know, because of things like this. You said they didn't trust you anymore, and that you couldn't really trust them either, right? That
is when you should have lost them. And look! He's here.”
Sure enough, as they hadn't even made it past the driveway of her house before stopping, everyone who came out onto the porch to see her leave with a Justice League member was treated to the sight of the Batmobile pulling up next to them. Buffy was a bit smug in that they didn't get to see the legendary Batman since she slipped into the suddenly open passenger door instead. With a nod to the Flash, Buffy and Batman drove off, letting the speedster take off to their current base.
“How'd you get here so quick?” she asked.
Batman grunted before replying, “When people started leaving in a mass exodus, the League decided we needed a base of operations closer to the action. We wouldn't interfere until and unless you called or it got bad enough to warrant us moving in,” he finished, calming Buffy's rising ire over the agreement they'd made.
She smiled at him. “Thank you,” she said softly.
End Note: Since this will fit in nicely with my Adoptables, that's where it's going. If you want it, take it! Just give credit, please. Also, the Adoptables is an OPEN ENTRY PROGRAM! You can add any bunnies you have that you'd like to see adopted! So go for it!Word Count: 61511 June 2012