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Summary: Buffy runs away to New York instead of LA in hopes of starting a new life.

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Marvel Universe > X-Men > Buffy-CenteredPlatoFR151327,83062846,63419 Apr 0331 May 03Yes

A New Home

NOTES: Let me say I enjoyed all the reviews. I couldn't believe my eyes when I say I had 21 reviews for one chapter. That can put pressure on a person. I hope you like the rest just as much. I live for your reviews. I can't but want to write more when I get this many reviews.

 

I got the majority of this story written already but I'm willing to change it when I get good suggestions. Please continue to review.

 

            Scott woke realizing that something in the room was different. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around. Looking to the bed beside him he knew what was different. Buffy had managed to get up without waking him up. He could hear the sound of his hair dryer. A few minutes later Buffy stepped out wearing his robe.

"I hope you don't mind. I really needed a shower and I couldn't find my bag."

He was looking her over and could that she did look better than she did the night before. Her face had more color and her eyes looked brighter.

"You know I don't mind. Your bag is probably still down stairs in the kitchen. I'll go down and get it. How are you feeling?"

"A little better. Not a hundred percent but nowhere near as bad as last night. Thank you Scottie for being there last night and keeping my nightmares at bay. Still my knight in shining armor." She moved on the bed and gave him a hug. "Thank you."

"You're welcome Kiwi. Let me get cleaned up and I'll go get your bag."

"Okay."

She said sitting on the bed as he grabbed some clothes and took them in to the bathroom. She was sitting on the bed holding one of the pillows going over the recent events in her life. About two minutes later there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." The door open cautiously and Wolverine entered carrying her bag.

"I thought you might need this."

She got from the bed to get her bag from him.

"Thanks."

"How ya feeling?"

"Better and a little embarrassed about breaking down in the kitchen."

There was something about this man who stood before her. She knew that he was a tough man who also had a very gentle side. He had shown her that already.

"You needed a release. Jeannie says breakfast in twenty minutes."

"Good. I'm starved."

Wolverine shut the door and left her to get changed. She started looking through the bag for clean clothes. She found a pair of jeans and a white spaghetti string shirt. She hadn't brought any clothes for cooler weather. She wrapped the robe around her to keep her arms warm. Scott came out of the shower and noticed that Buffy was fully dressed. She must have saw the question on his face because she answered his unspoken question.

"Logan brought it up to me when you were in the shower. Can I borrow a long sleeve shirt? It's a bit cool in here. Something to match yours."

He was wearing dark blue sweater and a pair of jeans. Nodding, he went his closet and pulled out a long sleeve button up shirt that was the same color as his.

"Logan said, that Jean said breakfast will be ready in fifteen."

"Good. Just remember Buffy that not all the people who live here look normal. So please don't stake them."

"Trust me Scott. Slaying is the last thing I want to do. Besides, I've seen weirder things than a man covered in blue fur."

 

            Downstairs in the kitchen several of the X-men were already at the table. Jean, Wolverine, Xavier, Ororo, and Rogue were among the earlier risers in the kitchen. The sound of two people laughing could be heard.

"Scott!" Her voice was full of laughter. "Just remember what they say about paybacks."

"Just making sure you're starting the day in a good mood." They walked in the kitchen. Scott's arm was around Buffy's shoulder. Everybody looked up.

"Nothing like being the center of attention." She mumbled.

"Good morning everyone. This is my cousin Buffy Summers. Buffy, I would like you to meet Professor Charles Xavier, Jean Grey, Ororo Monroe, and Rogue."

"It's nice to meet you all."

She said greeting each one of them. Scott had talked about these people in the letters he had sent her. It was nice to have faces to go with the names.

"We are glad to have you here. You are welcome to stay as long as you like." Xavier said.

"I wouldn't want to wear out my welcome, but I'm glad to be able to spend time with Scott.

I've really missed him." They sat down at the table to begin breakfast.

"You and Scott are close then?" Jean asked wandering why Scott had never mentioned her.

"Yes. I can talk to him about anything and he won't judge me. Besides I know all the good dirt on him." Scott glared at her.

"Must be good if he's giving you that glare." Logan chuckled almost choking on his coffee at Scott's glare.

"Buffy how about we go into town and do a little shopping? You're going to need more than that weeks worth of clothes you brought."

"Bribing me with shopping huh?"

He nodded but it was really because she did need more to wear. The weather had been changing going from nice warm weather during the day to cooler air at night. She needed something for just that.

"You know my weakness. My lips are sealed." She took another bite of her eggs and a sip of her orange juice.

"So how long were you planning on staying?" Ororo asked.

"I'm not sure. When I started this trip I wasn't sure where I was headed, but something inside me urged me this way. I thought I would find a job that I could support myself on and live a normal life."

Sensing that she was getting uncomfortable the subject Xavier intervened.

"You're part of Scott's family which makes you a part of ours. You have a home as long as you want it." A smile lit up on her face that clearly went to her eyes.

"Thank you Professor Xavier. That really means a lot to me."

She drained the last of her juice and the rest of breakfast went on happily.

 

            Scott had given Buffy the tour of the house showing her everything from the danger room to the pool. She was getting the feel for the house. Scott took her to one of the extra rooms. He told her that it was hers and that she could decorate it however she wanted. The room was not far from his own room in case she felt the need to come see him. She and Scott were outside by the pool area when Jean, Ororo, Rogue, and Jubilee came out. Jubilee and Rogue grabbed Buffy's arm and began to pull.

"Come on, we're having a female bonding day. We're doing the works. Shopping, lunch, a movie, more shopping, and dinner where you and others can join us." Jean told Scott.

"Is that alright with you Buffy?" Scott asked her.

"Sure. You would have been bored anyway, but thanks for offering Cuz."

They had spent the majority of their time shopping. They had gone clothes shopping, shoe shopping, to the music store, and to a bookstore. Buffy had picked up several nice outfits to wear. She also picked out some posters and other pictures to hang on her wall. They went and saw a movie. It was a romantic comedy. By the time the movie was over they shopped for a few more hours before meeting Scott, Logan, Remy, and Bobby at the restaurant.

"Did you have a good time?"

Scott asked when they had approached. He already knew the answer after seeing her eyes. They were happy.

"I had a blast. So who are you friends?"

"These are some of the later risers of our household. Buffy, this Bobby "Iceman" Drake and Remy "Gambit" Lebeau."

"It's nice to meet you both."

She shook Bobby's hand, but Remy took hold of her hand and kissed her fingers. Buffy found herself blushing at the charming Cajun.

"So where are we going for dinner? I'm starved."

The other women could hardly believe what they heard. Out of all of them, Buffy had eaten the most at lunch and then had popcorn and candy at the movie.

"Girl, where do ya put it all? You're skinnier than a may pole and can eat almost as much as Wolverine." Rogue said with wonder.

"I have a very quick metabolism."

 

            That night Buffy was restless. She had fallen asleep as soon as her head had hit the pillow. After dinner they had gone to a club to dance. Buffy had danced with Bobby, Scott and Remy. She even got Logan out on the floor a couple of times. The dancing was fun and she had a great time but it reminded her of her friends back home and the sudden way she had left them. Now her dreams were being plagued by their images.

"Buffy, why did you leave without saying goodbye?" Xander asked showing her his puppy dog eyes.

"Buffy, where are you?" Giles asked. He too was now standing in front of her. The marks from Angelus's torture clearly showed.

"Don't you like us anymore?" Willow accused her. Oz was standing next to her. They surrounded her. All the voices were talking at once.

"Buffy? Buffy? Where are you? Why did you leave? You didn't say goodbye?" All their voices were overlapping.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Her voice called out softly. She sat straight up in her bed several tears running down her face. She was panting heavily. A soft knock was heard on her door before it opened.

"You alright darlin`?"

Wolverine asked. He was passing by her room when he his sensitive hearing caught wind of her distress. Not trusting her voice yet she shook her head no. Her mind still caught up in the reminisce of the dream. He stepped closer and could see that she was shaking.

"Want to talk about it?"

"My subconscious is feeling guilty about leaving my friends without saying goodbye."

He took a seat on the bed. He wanted nothing more than to take whatever pain she was feeling away.

"What brought this on?"

"The club we went to. I guess it reminded me of the one back home."

"Why don't you give them a call?"

"Because I can't work up enough nerve to actually call them. I should say I'm afraid they will hate me." She really didn't want to talk about it anymore. "Do you know if there's any hot chocolate downstairs? I'm too worked up to go back to sleep."

"I think Jeannie has some down there somewhere. Come on I'll help ya look."

He said getting up from the bed and offering her his hand to help her up. Clad in a pair of shorts and a shirt she followed him down to the kitchen.

 
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