Chapter Twelve: Buffy
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Chapter Twelve: Buffy
"Will, remind me again why I thought falling for Dean Winchester was a bad thing?" Buffy leaned against the wall, feeling slightly ashamed that she'd played the rarely used girly card and followed Willow into the bathroom. Then again, she'd never had to use it before. Angel wasn't the type of guy that hung out with her friends. Considering his last group of friends had been psychopathic, blood-sucking vampires, that was probably a good thing.
"But he was so cute with the fry thing," Willow said through the stall door.
"I know, right? It was so sweet I could have kissed him right there. I almost did!" He'd given her a playful, affectionate smile when he offered her his fries. It was so different from the practiced grin he'd used on her last night. And on the waitress just a few minutes ago. "What if it's all an act? I thought Parker was sweet, with the sad story of how his dad passed away, but it was all an elaborate plot to get in my pants. Plus, Sam says his brother hits on, well, anything human, female, and pretty."
"If that's true, then at least you know he thinks you're pretty."
"You're supposed to be talking me out of this, Willow," said Buffy as she examined herself in the mirror. She wondered if she should leave her hair in a ponytail or let it down. Dean hadn't seen her with her hair down yet. But then it would have the little kink from the elastic and that wasn't pretty at all.
"Well, I don't know, Buffy." Willow finished up and started washing her hands at the sink. "On the one hand, he knows who you are, and he's okay with that. And he's a hunter, so he's kinda prepared to fight with you and won't be all out of his league like me and Xander were when we started with the helping."
"He'd still be in danger. And I'd still worry about him."
"The same way you worry about the rest of us Scoobies." Willow smiled at Buffy's raised eyebrow and rephrased her comment. "Okay, maybe not the same. But you worried about Angel, and he was all big, strong vampire with the supernatural healing!"
"I also told Angel that I was done with office romances when he broke up with me." It had only been five months since that disastrous prom, and only a little less than that since he'd run away to L.A. "He said he wanted me to have a 'normal' life. Life with Dean wouldn't be normal."
"I hate to break it to you, Buff, but your life ain't normal. Our
lives aren't normal. Besides, who said anything about spending a whole lifetime with him?"
"What, you mean I should be like Faith?"
"No!" Willow muttered something that sounded like "skanky ho" before continuing with her train of thought. "Buffy, this is our first year of college. We may not get to do the whole pledge a sorority, study abroad, and... all those other things normal college kids do, but it doesn't mean we can't have college experiences that are just as fun. And part of that is experimenting with your sexuality."
"Does this mean we're going to get really drunk and make out sometime, Will?"
"No! Well, I dunno, vampire me was kinda gay." A range of emotions flashed across her face until she dismissed them with a shake of her head. "But seriously, this thing with Angel isn't going to work. You start with the canoodling and he gets all evil. The way you feel about him, the way he feels about you, it's gonna happen sooner or later. And I don't wanna see you get hurt like that again."
Buffy nodded, letting her gaze drift to the floor. Willow cared about her, she'd proven that time and again, but Will was also scared of Angel becoming evil again. And she had a good reason to be. The worst Dean could
do, as a human, paled in comparison to what Angelus had
done. "So you think I should let myself 'experiment'? With Dean?"
"I think letting go of Angel starts with letting yourself be free to date other guys and be okay to have feelings for them. You could do a lot worse than Dean Winchester."
"What about all the other girls he's been with?" Buffy frowned, thinking over some of the stories Sam had told her about Dean. Then again, he had a big crush on her, so maybe he'd exaggerated a bit. Or maybe not. "What if he's just in it for the sex and wants to add a Slayer notch to his belt?"
"None of those girls has ever been you. You're the total package, Buffy. And if he can't see that, then – well, then, he's just a poopy head."
Buffy giggled. Maybe Willow was right. Maybe she was over-thinking this whole thing and she should let things happen naturally. She'd just have to make Dean work for it, if only to prove to herself that Angel's departure hadn't left her emotionally crippled and desperate for affection.
"Hey," said Willow, her voice small and worried. "Why do you think they're here? You don't – you don't think... Oz is safe, right?"
"No. I don't think. The full moon just passed, and the next one is three weeks away. And they seemed more interested in Sunnydale High than anything else." Her thoughts flicked back through last night's conversation when she heard her best friend exhale a shaky breath. "Will, no, it's okay. I'll find out for sure. If they're here to hurt him, I don't care how hot Dean is or how sweet Sam is, I will hurt them."
Willow gave her a teary-eyed smile. Buffy returned it with a reassuring one of her own. They linked their arms and left the safety of their feminine sanctuary together.
"So, what are you guys doing tonight?" Xander asked Dean. They had almost reached Stevenson Hall, taking a slightly different route back from the diner. The camaraderie that developed over lunch continued on the walk back, and everyone seemed a little unwilling to part.
"What's there to do on a Saturday night in a town on top of a Hellmouth?"
"Well, instead of going around and getting scared out of our minds by all the evil, we figured we'd sit around watching other people getting scared out of their minds. And enjoy watching them get hacked to bits."
"Otherwise known as 'Scary Movie Marathon'," Buffy explained. "At Xander's house. Or basement, actually."
"Which is a scary movie, in and of itself."
"Sounds like fun," said Sam, shooting a hopeful glance at his brother.
Buffy couldn't resist casting her eyes up at Dean, wanting him to see her own hopeful expression at the thought of spending more time together. They hadn't talked much, but she'd walked beside him, her hand brushing his every so often.
"I'll call Dad and ask," he said, giving her a ghost of a smile.
"So," said Buffy, "what've we got lined up?"
"Well, we've got your zombies: Evil Dead II
, Night of the Living Dead
, and Dawn of the Dead
. Then there's the ghostly possessions: Poltergeist, The Exorcist,
and The Haunting of Hill House
. Or there's scary hillbilly fun with Texas Chainsaw Massacre
, which, as usual, is met with a resounding 'No!'"
"Impressive list," Sam said. "I'm pretty sure Dean will approve, especially with Evil Dead
on there. How about An American Werewolf in
"No!" shouted Willow.
"We, um, all got food poisoning the last time we saw it," Buffy explained, a tight smile on her lips, "so it's not on our to-watch list anymore."
Sam nodded, seemingly unfazed by her lame excuse. She needed to settle that soon to ease Willow's mind. Sam would probably tell her what she wanted to know, but she knew she would have to talk to Dean because if they were
here to hunt Oz, they'd have to be persuaded to leave. While the younger Winchester would be much easier to convince, the older one called the shots.
"Dad said okay." Dean returned, a confused look on his face as he stared at the phone in his hand. He glanced at Sam and shrugged. They both seemed surprised by their dad's response, and it made Buffy wonder why their father kept them on such a tight leash.
"Great," exclaimed Xander. "Here's the address. Meet up at my house around five. Girls, you bring the pizza, I'll provide the juice boxes."
"I guess that means we're bringing the beer."
Next up Chapter 13: Dean
Buffy wants the truth. Dean just wants to be with Buffy.