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Summary: What if the Slayer that was killed so Buffy was called didn't die, but was abducted by the people that took the 4400? How is Xander involved and what ramifications does this have for Buffy? For all of them? A BtVS/Angel/4400 crossover of epic proportions

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Television > 4400, ThefreetodreamFR1821,977032,3195 Oct 055 Oct 05No

Slayer Dreams

Cleveland, Ohio 2005

Buffy Summers woke gasping for breath. The dream she had just had still very much fresh in her mind. Her honey blond hair was stuck around her temple-she felt like she had just fought an entire nest of vampires-and lost. As quietly as she could, Buffy tried to get out of bed-so not to wake the other person hopefully still sleeping in the bed. She walked to the window of the little apartment she and that other person shared and stared out into the Cleveland night. Buffy sighed as she tried to piece together the dream. She was so lost in her remembrance that she didn’t feel the person behind her until his arms wrapped around her from behind.

“Another dream?” He asked. Buffy nodded and let Xander envelope her in a hug. Their relationship-romantically anyway-was still new, but Buffy drew comfort from the fact that even though their dating relationship was new-her ability to lean on Xander was stronger than ever.

Xander held her close and hoped Buffy remembered more of the dream. The brunette one-eyed carpenter had not gotten a lot of sleep the last couple of nights because of this bizarre slayer dream. Then again, neither had Buffy. He didn’t mind one bit though, it was all part of the dating Buffy Summers package. But his body, even though he was only 23 couldn’t handle much more strain from lack of sleep.

“I’m sorry I keep waking you,” Buffy said, breaking Xander out of his musings.

“Nah, don’t worry about it Buffy-my job remember. Now, what do you remember?” Xander asked, having led Buffy back to bed and grabbing the dream journal on the bedside table. As soon as the dreams had started Buffy had wanted to track the dream to help her remember so she could tell Giles and the rest of the Scoobies.

“Where’d we leave off yesterday?” She asked as she bent her form to sit cross-legged on the bed.

“Um, Travers confronting this Thomas guy.” Xander told her as he sat perpendicular to her.

“Um okay, I think that the dream, or whatever you want to call it,” Buffy began.

“Technicolor Motion Picture with scariness” Xander supplied, making Buffy laugh.

“Well whatever it is, it’s done. Travers explained that the Slayer was a tool and Thomas had made a mistake in thinking of her, of slayers in general, as a person. He had Thomas killed. Then he mentioned the prophecy regarding the Master.” Buffy then shared a look with Xander-both knowing what that night meant to the both of them.

“What do you mean he mentioned that particular prophecy?” Xander asked, breaking the silence.

“He mentioned the prophecy like it was meant to be for her, not for me. But the bizarre thing, was this girl, Alexis, was totally rebelling against the council-way before I made it fashionable. She was going to be killed because she was the Slayer the prophecy the Council discovered, before Giles, that the Master was going to kill. Why would the Powers or whoever show me that? She disappeared before she could be killed, but why tell me this?” Buff asked, flopping back on the bed in frustration. Xander shared it. Why keep her up with this dumb dream if it didn’t mean anything? But before Xander could offer his opinion both his and Buffy’s cell phone rang.

Xander handed Buffy her phone as she handed him his. How they had ended up on opposite sides of the bed was a mystery to them. Xander fielded a call from Dawn while Buffy took one from Faith. Buffy finished pretty quickly with Faith and was able to catch the end of Xander’s conversation with her little sister.

“Dawn, I know that’s today. I won’t forget. Yes, I promise to be there. I still don’t know why it took so long for Dead-okay I won’t call him. That. Yes, OK, I’ll tell her. See you later.” Xander hung up the phone and flopped down on the bed next to Buffy, face down on the mattress.

“She’s persistent.” Buffy said, flopping down to lay next to him.

“That’s putting it mildly. I’m just wigged out that my mom’s will was at the place formerly known as Evil Inc. Why would she do that? I mean nothing she ever did made any sense, but going to Wolfram and Hart to file a will, that’s odd, even for my mom.” Xander explained. Buffy rubbed his back.

“Who knows, but maybe this is good news. Anyway we need to raise the red flag about my dream to Giles ASAP.” Xander turned quickly and eyeballed his girlfriend with his one remaining eye.

“Faith just had the Reader's Digest of my dream. Only hers went further. Her dream showed this Alexis person returning from wherever she went.” Xander’s eye went wide.

“So what’s that mean?”

“No idea, hence the red flag to Giles.” Buffy rested her head on Xander’s chest, the last couple days catching up with her.

“But red flag later, sleep now. Giles probably isn’t up yet.” Buffy explained. Xander happily agreed.

*Author's Note*
I'm sorry that last chapter was so long. But the set up was needed. It should flow better now. feedback via email would be good. :) freetodream

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