Wishing for Normal Again
Wishing For Normal Again
TV-14, I haven't figured out all the content, but it won't be any more graphic than those Buffy & Spike sex scenes in S6.
Pairings: Will be random to fit with the AU-ness of this story, definites are X/W, and D/S.
Disclaimer: All belongs to Joss Whedon.
Spoilers: The Wish & Normal Again: BtVS, with a few Angel characters through out.
Summary: Buffy wakes up from Normal Again (S6) into the world of The Wish (S3).
Buffy sat and miserably watched as the demon killed her friends. She wanted so badly to be normal, that she closed her eyes and pressed her index fingers into her ears to block out the screams. “NO, BUFFY! BUFFY! BUFFY!”
“Buffy,” a calming voice called to her.
Buffy opened a single eye to see hazy images of Hank and Joyce Summers peering down at her. She opened the other and slowly pulled her fingers from her ears.
“Mom?” She whispered as she glanced around wildly, searching for her imaginary friends.
“There’s no one here, Buffy.” Her father spoke softly.
Tears spilled from her eyes, “Mom, Dad?”
They hugged her.
“It’s alright, baby.” Joyce hushed. “We’re going home.”
The doctor coughed quietly. “She’ll need to stay another few days, just to be sure.”
“They’re gone, all gone, can I just go home?” Buffy begged.
“One day, okay?” The doctor tried to bargain.
“One day,” Joyce agreed, “we’ll be back tomorrow. We’ll even bring you clothes.”
Buffy nodded her head; she glanced down at her white jump suit, “Colors, blue or purple or pink.”
Hank smiled. “We’ll bring you a rainbow,” he kissed the top of her head. “Now get some rest we will be back tomorrow at 10 am sharp.”
Buffy smiled and hugged her parents again. ((Normal, I’m just a normal girl.))
Buffy awoke the next morning to find her mother already waiting for her. Joyce smiled and silently held out a pair of rainbow socks. Buffy leapt forward and hugged her mother. She grasped her rest of her clothes and quickly changed. Hank entered the room once she was changed. Buffy hugged him tightly.
“I can go home now, right?”
Hank smiled. “Yes, you can go home now, I just signed your release papers.”
Buffy quickly tied the laces of her sneakers and let her father lead her out of the room. By hospital policy they had to take her out in a wheelchair, she held her mother’s hand the whole way.
((This is where I belong. I can get my GED, and actually attend college; I’ll find my thing and be good at it. How long was I gone?)) “How long?”
“What, honey?” Joyce asked.
“Was I really gone for 6 years?”
Joyce and Hank shared a worried look.
"Yes, it has."
“What month is it?”
Hank smiled bitterly, as Joyce replied, “December.”
“This is probably the best Christmas gift you ever received, huh?” Buffy asked quietly.
“Yes, you are.” Hank replied.
“We want you to take it easy for a while, we know you’ll want to take your GED and attend college, but we want you to wait and take your time.”
“We don’t have time for this!”
“Calm down, we will figure it out.”
“She’s out, and she probably thinks that we were all part of her crazy mind and we can’t go to her she might have a lapse. And the situation in Sunnydale has already begun to bleed into LA, she’ll have to see something eventually.”
“She will not, we made sure of it.”
“Her mother talked to Merrick when she was first admitted, they moved out of LA.”
“Honey, we almost forgot,” Joyce spoke, “we moved, we don’t live in LA anymore.”
“No,” Hank replied. “It was a bad area and was getting worse so we moved to San Francisco, alright?”
“Sure, I don’t really like LA anyway.” ((Angel lives in LA; NO, no Angel isn’t real!)) Buffy turned her head to look out the window.
“Master, she has left the hospital. They say she made a full recovery.”
“And the other?”
“Still in England, sir.”
“Then we shall wait; continue production in LA, as long as she does not get involved we will leave her alone. Understood?”
“Yes, master.” Several voices chorused in reply.