Buffy has lost Dawn forever, but her new boyfriend has been helping Buffy with the healing process. And at the end of the day, Buffy’s just glad that for once she has a completely normal regular human boyfriend. Right?Series Notes:
This story is part of a series
and directly follows “Toeing the Line Between Evil and the Divine”
and “Grief Makes Strange Bedfellows”
. This story relies on a lot of things from TtLBEatD but could be standalone. Quite honestly GMSB is not necessary for this story, although it is one of my favorites; it focuses on Gabriel and Illyria.
for this story comes from the epilogue of Toeing the Line Between Evil and the Divine.
**Spoilers for season 5 of Supernatural and Season 7 of Buffy (no 8 or 9 in my world)Disclaimer:
I do not own the rights to Supernatural or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I am just engaging in some fun.
‘I’m telling you, it is the greatest film show of all time,” her boyfriend stated, his gaze intense.
Buffy let out a snort of disbelief. “It’s a just cartoon
,” she returned with a roll of her eyes.
’? It’s much more than that!” He leaned forward in his seat, clearly agitated.
Buffy liked to agitate him. Her lips curved into a slight smile as she watched his scowl deepen. It was fun to see him get all heated.
Her current boyfriend was different from her past lovers. He was not like Angel (he had a sense of humor), Riley (he didn’t care if she had a successful job as the ‘Deputy Director of a boarding school in Cleveland’ while he was a writer, and apparently a pretty unsuccessful one at that), Spike (her boyfriend loved her but it never led to stalking – at least, she was pretty sure), or the Immortal (although he was beyond intelligent like the immortal, he didn’t throw it in people’s faces).
Plus, to top it off, he was actually a normal human guy. No weird military background, not a vampire, and not an immortal pagan Greek god living it up in Rome.
Meeting him had been a fluke. Buffy had been hanging out in some hotel bar, killing time while she was in town for a meeting at the Pentagon, when he sat down at her table. Ever since losing Dawn - who would always
be Dawn to her, regardless of all the 'Lailah' business - Buffy had taken to traveling more and spending time in hotel bars.
Buffy hated to say it, because it made her sound all mushy and ridiculous, but it was definitely love at first sight. From the moment she met, it felt like they had known each other for a long time.
Now, Buffy and love were non-mixy things. Or, well, at least they used to be. Normally Buffy would run away or somehow ruin it whenever someone loved her, but she managed not to screw it up with him. Honestly, she just went with the flow in the beginning of their relationship. After staying up all night in the gardens outside the hotel to talk endlessly about everything from ice skating to the state of the Euro and the terrible exchange rate that made Paris shoe shopping more difficult, they had exchanged numbers. Buffy met up with him every day for lunch or dinner, and sometimes both. She had even extended her business trip in DC to spend more time with him.
In the past couple of months they commuted and saw each other at least once a week. For once, Buffy was honestly happy.
“I’m telling you, ‘Up’ makes you laugh, makes you cry – basically the first ten minutes showcases all the feelings humankind needs. Now that is some real writing,” Chuck informed her animatedly as he took her hand across the restaurant table.
“Real writing, to me, is the latest issue of Cosmo,” Buffy retorted with a smirk. She wasn’t big into pop culture and rarely watched movies – being dead, fighting the first evil, starting the new watcher’s council, and losing Dawn had diminished her free time – so she doubted a cartoon named ‘Up’ could really be as amazing as Chuck made it out to be.
Chuck sighed heavily and stroked the short brown curly hair of his beard. “Sometimes woman, sometimes I just don’t know what to do with you.”
A smirk played along her lips. “You don’t?” she asked with innocent eyes.
He gave her a devilish smile as he caught her meaning. “You are incorrigible.”
Buffy just smiled.
Chuck moved closer to her in the restaurant booth and kissed her softly. His lips trailed to her ear. “Let’s get the check.”
“Did you clean?” she asked him pointedly. Crazy writer that he was, Chuck’s house was always a mess.
“After hearing you complain after last time, yes.” Chuck rolled his eyes. “You’re so high maintenance,” he joked.
“You like it,” Buffy grinned.
“Yeah. I do. It’s nice to have a woman who’s not afraid to put me in my place,” Chuck answered with a sincere smile.
“On account of your intimidating nature?” Buffy laughed lightly as Chuck puffed out his chest.
“Of course.” Chuck’s eyes sparkled with laughter and he took her hand.
They got the check and went home.
The beginning of a new story. I hope, regardless of your familiarly with the series, that you enjoy this story. Thanks for reading.