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Summary: What instead of Angel showing up at the funeral when Buffy's mother dies an old friend comes to see her instead.

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Supernatural > Buffy-Centered > Pairing: Dean WinchesterBuffyxoFR1511,318031,12910 Mar 1310 Mar 13Yes
Disclaimer- i don't own either Buffy or Supernatural (: this is purely for fun and enjoyment :)









“Buffy I’m going to head back with Tara and Willow…” Dawn whispered to her sister who’s eyes were locked onto the grave in front of her. To say that their mother’s death was a shock was an understatement. “You wanna come with?” She whispered to her.

Looking to her Buffy tore her eyes from the grave and looked to her sister and shook her head. “You go ahead.” She whispered to her before she then locked her eyes onto the grave in front of her. This wasn’t right. Not to Buffy. Joyce had gone too soon. She had the all clear and Buffy comes home to find her dead?! It didn’t make sense! Not to her. Her mum had a long life ahead of her and now it was suddenly snatched from her!

As the sun set and Buffy was now stood in darkness she never let her eyes move from the grave. A part of her wished it was all a dream and her mother was actually at home alive and well and she was just stood here waiting for a vampire to pop up out of the grave like she did on most nights. But this was no dream. This was the reality of her life now. At 20 years old she had lost her mother and was now the guardian of her little sister. It was a lot to process and Buffy just felt numb.

As the sound of footsteps came to her hearing Buffy didn’t move. Didn’t flinch. She knew those footsteps too well. As they came to a stop beside her and a big muscled hand wrapped around her petite hand, Buffy held his hand back, interlocking their fingers as she kept her eyes locked onto the grave in front of her.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t get here any sooner.” He whispered softly to her. “Traffic got pretty bad otherwise I would have been here this morning.” He gave her hand a gentle squeeze before he looked to her. “How long have you been stood here?”

“Since about 2pm.” She whispered to him and she finally tore her eyes from the grave and looked to her old friend beside her. “How did you know?” Came her questioned as she looked to him. She hadn’t told him her mother had died so how did he know?

“Dawn rang Sam. Dawn thought you called when she first died. Wanted to tell us when the funeral was. Needless to say we were both confused as hell.” He sighed. “Why didn’t you tell me Buffy?” He then asked looking to her. “I thought I meant more to you than some guy you used to know.”

“I’m sorry.” She whispered trying not to cry as she looked back to the grave.

“Buffy…” Began Dean as he then looked to her. “I know it didn’t end well with us. But the last thing I would want you to feel is that you can’t talk to me. I’m always here for you when you need me. I love you more than anything. It doesn’t change a thing us not being together anymore.” He bought her hand up and pressed a gentle kiss to her knuckles.

Buffy looked to him and sighed. “I wish you never left…why couldn’t you just stay? Stay here with me…”

“Well from what I heard you moved on from me. Riley I heard his name was?”

Buffy looked to him. “How often did Dawnie call you guys?”

“A lot.” He sighed and looked to her before he then gently tugged her over to the tree and moved and sat down and pulled her gently down with him as he held her close to him and kissed her head and sighed. “I don’t want you to feel like you can never come to me Buffy. I’m only ever a phone call away.”

Buffy looked to him. “You shouldn’t have to be a phone call away Dean. You should never have left.” She whispered with a sigh. “I never wanted you to go in the first place.”

“I know but you knew I had to go.”

“Yes. Daddy’s orders.” She rolled her eyes and sighed leaning against him.

“Don’t Buffy.” He looked to her. “I don’t want to argue with you. This isn’t the time or place.”

“No. It’s not. “ She mumbled leaning into him more before a shaky sigh left her lips. “I don’t want you to go.” She whispered to him looking up to him. “Please don’t go.” It was a plead. A beg. “I don’t know how to do this on my own.”

Dean looked to her. He didn’t want to leave her. He never wanted to in the first place. He was crazy about her. Hell he still was! Nodding as he heard her he pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Okay…I’ll stay.”

“Forever?” She questioned looking to him once more.

“For as long as you need me.” He whispered looking to her smiling down to her.

“I always need you.” She whispered looking to him. “I’ve never stopped loving you.”

“I’ve never stopped loving you either.” He whispered looking to her. “You’re the only girl for me.” He whispered as he gently moved forward and pressed his lips to her as he kissed her. Something he had missed doing!

Kissing him back Buffy gently moved her hand to his cheek, keeping her lips to his as she kissed him, deepening the kiss a little more, happy as Dean instantly responded and he kissed her more forcefully.

Pulling away he sighed. “I’m sorry. “He whispered. “I shouldn’t have done that. We’re at your mum’s funeral.” He mumbled before he then looked to her. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.” She whispered looking to him as she smiled before she sighed and rested her head on his chest as she looked over to the grave. “What am I supposed to do now she’s gone?” She whispered.

“The best you can do.” He whispered to her. “You made your mother very proud. The best you can do is to continue doing just that. Making her proud. Being a guardian to Dawnie. Just doing your best. And I’ll be here every step of the way to help you.” He reassured her with a smile as he kissed her forehead.

Buffy looked to him in complete awe before she then smiled and pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth and smiled. “Thank you.” She smiled to him before sighing. "I always thought that she was invincible. That she could get through anything...and now here i am burring my mother. It doesn't feel right."

"It'll feel like that for a while sweetheart. Dawn said it was very sudden. Certainly wasn't expecting it."

"She had the all clear...then i come home and she's dead." She shook her head and sighed before clutching her hand tightly in his. "You have no idea what you being here means to me." She whispered looking to him cuddling into him more.

“I think I can imagine.” He smiled softly to her once more and just held her in his arms as he then lent his head down on hers and just held her in his arms. He knew all those years ago he should of never of left her. Shouldn’t of left Sunnydale. But he did. His father had a job for him to do and he couldn’t exactly say no. But how could he say no to Buffy now when she was the one who needed his help? He wouldn’t be leaving her. No way. She needed his help and that was exactly what he was going to do. Help her.




(I know it's a bit crappy but i was bored :L just a bit of cuteness for all you Buffy/Dean lovers out there :D :L )

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