Fic: Death Becomes Her

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Title: Death Becomes Her
Category: Drama
Rated: PG-13ish
Characters: Willow and Buffy
Summary: Just read it. Oh and this is my very first attempt so all 
comments would be great. Thanks.

Small NOte: I wrote this before the end of Season 5.. but it fitted 
in rather nicely hmmmm? also if you want to see more of my fic 
please check out my site www.angelfire.com/film/sophmelc/index.html
its called Night's Companion. 
Now on to the fic....

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"She died today. Again. But this time she didn't get up. I couldn't 
do anything. She just lay so still, but there was this aura, this 
power coming off her. Like she was holding on for all she was worth. 
I'm in shock. At least I think I am. I screamed once, just as she 
fell. But then I just felt this anger come over me and I killed them. 
Every one of those dirty, evil hell spawn. I killed all of them. They 
had hurt my Slayer, my Buffy. I'm crying now, and I don't know if I 
will ever stop. I'm sitting next to her body. Just expecting her to 
jump up and be back to normal. But she won't, so I wonder. When will 
the next one arrive? I don't think I'll be here then, I think I'll be 
dead. How could she be dead? I can hear myself screaming again, but I 
can't stop writing. I almost have to get this all down, so they know 
what happened. Giles, Xander, Angel. They really deserve to know. Why 
is she gone? After all we've been through together. All the fighting, 
all the things we've seen. How could she just die? I look at her, and 
still I don't believe it. I wonder?." 

Willow drops her pen and walks over to the Slayer's body. During that 
short walk she thinks over everything that happened. While walking 
home after a late research session at the Magic Box they had been set 
upon by a pack of demons. They weren't too sure which but there also 
wasn't a whole lot of time to think. With only four demons the Slayer 
and the Wicca thought they'd have no trouble. But when the demons 
started to withdraw they followed. Yeah it was a trap but nothing 
they couldn't handle together. But then they got onto the demons turf 
the tables turned. Instead of four piddly demons there were fifteen. 
After fighting hard for a good half-hour it looked like they were 
winning. But in one brief lapse Buffy got caught between two charging 
demons. Buffy was nearly torn in two. If she hadn't been the Slayer 
she would have been. As it was they just snapped her spine. That one 
will kill even a Slayer. It was sickening snapping sound that made 
Willow turn and look, just as Buffy fell to the cold hard floor of 
the crypt. 

Willow was frantically calling up every spell she could remember. 
Anything that would help her bring back the Slayer. Bring back that 
beautiful smile and those wise, old eyes. 

"I love you too much to let you just die on my Buffy Anne Summers!" 
and with that thought Willow stopped dead. "I love her. Oh goddess, I 
love her. Please, she's too important, to the fight, to me" 

Falling on her knees beside the still body of her best friend, Willow 
kept chanting over again. "I love her too much?She's too important?I 
love her too much?" Lying her hands over Buffy's body Willow 
concentrated everything that she was and every ounce of her being 
into Buffy. Still chanting as she felt the power that she hardly knew 
she held rise with in her. She was concentrating so hard that she 
didn't even notice when they started to rise above the floor. Willow 
didn't know how long they floated there, seconds, hours or days, but 
when they finally fell to the floor she felt a movement beneath her 
hands where they had fallen on Buffy's chest. Forcing her eyes open, 
Willow saw Buffy breath.