Disclaimer: BTVS storyline and characters belong to Mutant Enemy and The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2003) belongs to New Line Cinema. Song lyrics at the beginning of the chapters belong to the wonderful band, Fredalba
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Author’s Notes: This my first BTVS story, but by no means my first story. This is an AU story in which Jesse survived and remained apart of the Buff universe. The first two chapters are mostly to set Jesse up as a character and then I’ll work Jesse into the show. Enjoy!
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Chapter 1Can’t you see all the lives
That your crushing with these lies
“Mommy?” Five year old Jesse asked his mother, Erin, as he ate his breakfast at the tiny kitchen table.
“Yes, baby” Erin answered from the adjacent laundry room as she searched for a clean, stainless shirt for her baby boy to wear on his first day of Kindergarten.
“You’re not going to go to where Daddy is when I’m at school, are you?” He inquired in a serious, little boy voice. The question broke Erin’s heart. She dropped the clean shirt in her hands back into the laundry basket. At times like these she felt like the world’s worst mom. No five year old should have to worry about the things that Jesse did. She couldn’t help thinking that everything would be better if Kemper was here with her, if she hadn’t forced him to pick up that hitchhiker. Everyone told her that it wasn’t her fault, but they all thought that Kemper, Andy, and Morgan had died in a car crash. Well, almost everyone, Emily knew the truth, but Emily knew a lot of truths.
“Mommy?” A little voice asked again from the entrance of the laundry room, turning Erin away from her thoughts.
Erin walked over to her son and kneeled down to his eye level and looked him in the eye, “I’m not going to go where Daddy is,” Erin tried to persuade her son in a firm, but loving voice.
“But don’t you miss him?” Jesse asked.
“Yes, I do miss him,” Erin responded, “But I’d miss you more if I went to where he is,”
“What would you miss about me?” Jesse asked and Erin felt a familiar pull on her heart.
“I’d miss everything about you,” Erin told her son truthfully, “But I think the thing that I’d miss the most is being able to see you grow up into a big, strong, handsome man.
“Just like Daddy?” The bright eyed five year old asked.
“No,” Erin responded, with a huge smile on her face, “Just like Jesse Kenneth McNally,”