RE: [buffywantswillow] FIC: Flying Without Wings (1/?)

[Kerry <eternal_light2000@xxxxxxxxx>]

--- Carol.Clarke@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx wrote:
> Wow-Great idea for a story. Major envy now. Can't
> wait to see were this
> goes.

*grin* and *double-grin*

Red Demon


> -----Original Message-----
> From: Red Demon [mailto:eternal_light2000@xxxxxxxxx]
> Sent: Thursday, July 06, 2000 4:02 AM
> To: buffywantswillow@xxxxxxxxxxx
> Subject: [buffywantswillow] FIC: Flying Without
> Wings (1/?)
> 
> 
> Title: Flying Without Wings (1/?)
> Author: Red Demon
> Email: eternal_light2000@xxxxxxxxx
> Disclaimer: Buffy and Company belong to Joss, Mutant
> Enemy, 20th 
> Century Fox and the WB.
> Pairing: Buffy/Willow
> Rating: PG
> Distribution: If you have a story of mine then your
> welcome to this 
> otherwise ask me and I'll say yes..
> Feedback: Always wanted. Always welcome.
> Summary: Set in an alternate reality. Buffy is
> injured before 
> becoming the slayer causing a certain redhead to be
> called instead.
> Spolers: There is a slight refrence to Prophecy
> Girl.
> 
> PART ONE
> 
> Everybody's looking for that something
> One thing that makes it all complete
> You find it in the strangest places
> Places you never knew it could be
> Some find it in the face of their children
> Some find it in their lovers eyes
> Who can't deny the joy it brings
> When you've found that special thing
> You're flying without wings
> Some find it sharing every morning
> Some in the solitary lives
> You find it in the works of others
> A simple line can make you laugh or cry
> You find it in the deepest friendship
> The kind you cherish all your life
> And when you know how much that means
> When you've found that special thing
> You're flying without wings
> So impossible as they may seem
> You've got to fight for every dream
> 'Cos who's to know
> Which one you let go
> Would make you complete
> ~ Westlife, Flying Without Wings ~
> 
> <<<<<<<>>>>>>>
> 
> Joyce smiled at Buffy before sitting next to her
> half asleep daughter 
> on the bed. "Wake up sleepyhead. You don't want to
> be late
> for your first day do you?"
> 
> "Do I have to go? I should wait a few days... you
> know to get
> used to the town." Joyce followed Buffy's gaze to
> the
> wheelchair sitting next to the bed. She patted
> Buffy on the leg.
> 
> "I know that kids can be cruel but honey you have to
> go back 
> sometime. Besides you don't know what these kids
> will be like. 
> That's why we decided to give Sunnydale a chance." 
> Buffy
> felt the tears forming behind her eyelids. Joyce
> stood up placing a 
> kiss between the twin scars on Buffy's forehead. 
> "Do you need
> help?"
> 
> Before the accident she had been independent, she'd
> even been a 
> cheerleader but now she had to rely on her mom for
> help with the 
> things she would have done with ease just a year
> ago. "I'll
> be all right." At times she felt like crawling out
> of her skin
> at how dependent she was on other people.
> 
> "Okay. I'll be in the kitchen." Buffy waited until
> she
> heard Joyce moving around in the kitchen before
> pulling the covers 
> off her useless legs and she damned the drunk driver
> for the 
> millionth time. If only she hadn't agreed to go out
> to dinner
> with 
> her dad that night. If only they had stayed a
> second longer at the 
> restaurant then the other car wouldn't have hit
> them. But all
> the if
> only's couldn't change the past.
> 
> <<<<<<<>>>>>>>
> 
> "You must be Buffy Summers." Buffy looked up from
> the
> computer she was typing at when a redheaded girl sat
> next to her. 
> Buffy felt her heart skip a beat when she looked
> into the girls 
> beautiful green eyes. They held the same sadness
> that she often saw 
> when she looked in the mirror.
> 
> "Uh, yeah."
> 
> "Oh, I'm Willow. The troll wanted me to show you
> around but
> I was 
> running late this morning."
> 
> "The troll?"
> 
> Willow brushed her on the arm when she bent down to
> pick up a book 
> and a tiny bolt of electricity passed between them. 
> "Principal 
> Snyder. Anyway, I see you found the computer
> class." Buffy
> could feel the energy coming from Willow but before
> she could say 
> anything the bell rang signaling the end of class. 
> Buffy waited for 
> the classroom to empty before rolling into the
> crowded hallway.
> 
> Willow fell into step beside the her and a dark
> haired guy ran up and 
> slung his arm across Willow's shoulders. "Man Wills
> I'm
> glad you're back, Snyder wasn't buying my story." 
> Xander
> glanced at Buffy. "Who's this? I'm Xander."
> 
> "This is Buffy. She's from, um, I'm not sure where
> she's from." Xander pulled a twinkie out of his
> backpack and
> stuffed 
> it into his mouth before wiping his sticky hands on
> his blue jeans. 
> He pulled out another twinkie and stuck it in his
> mouth. Buffy 
> couldn't help but laugh at him. He reminded her of
> one of her
> closet friends from Hemery.
> 
> "Wuft." She translated that as what.
> 
> "You eat like a pig." Willow opened the library
> door and
> Buffy followed Xander in.
> 
> "I've been trying to tell him that for years but he
> doesn't listen." 
> A dark haired girl sat with her feet on a long table
> in the middle of 
> the room. An older man, surrounded by books frowned
> at the 
> girl. "How did slaying go last night, Willow?"
> 
> Xander coughed drawing the older man's attention. 
> "Oh hello,
> er, um, how can I help you?"
> 
> Buffy felt the tension in the air. "I, um, I need
> books." 
> The man, flipped the book that he was reading shut
> and stood up.
> 
> "Good, I'm Giles, er, Mr. Giles... the librarian. 
> What did
> you say your name was?"
> 
> "Buffy Summers." Buffy placed the schedule that
> she'd pulled
> out of her pocket onto her legs. She didn't like
> the look that
> the man was giving her. Out of all the changes that
> had happened in 
> her life she couldn't stand the looks of pity people
> would give
> her when they thought she wasn't watching. Most of
> them 
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