fic To those who wait; (HEAVY NC17!) Willow+co rescue Buffy from suicide

["goolecaptain" <goolecaptain@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Author; goolecap
Summary; A sequel to ttrummer's story The Wooden Stake, PLEASE read 
it first so that this makes sense. No criticism of the original 
intended, I just thought it was rather bleak and deserved this.
Spoilers/Timeline; Season 7
Rating; NC-17. Adult material including group sex both male/female 
and female/female and Buffy/Dawn which would be incest except legally 
there's no such thing between females. Bad language, graphic violent 
and sexual imagery, non-consensual sex.  Please note, Dawn is 16 in 
this story. 
Pairing; Buffy/Dawn/Willow/Xander orgy
Disclaimer; All these characters belong exclusively to the producers 
and creators of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. This is purely for fun with 
no profit motive whatsoever.
Distribution; sure, take what you want
Feedback; goolecaptain@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx  



To Those Who Wait
It wasn't heaven.
That was the first thing she thought. No light, no peace, no mom. 
No Spike.
What was it Catholics called the place where they sent you if you 
committed suicide?
"She's awake"
It wasn't there either. She felt her wrists. No scars, not one. There 
were figures crowded around her. 
"Damn you Willow"
Her eyes were still jet black, like onyx. It would take a long time 
for her to come down from this particular spell. Buffy couldn't have 
cared less. 
"I love you, Buffy" she replied.
"Fuck you!"
Willow lay down beside her resting her head on Buffy's shoulder. 
Buffy ignored her. 
Dawn pulled up her sleeve to reveal a large puncture mark. For a 
second Buffy thought she had been bitten and felt a pang of concern 
despite herself. Then she realised its' true significance, sensing 
the mirror image wound on her own arm.
"Summers' blood, remember? Xander figured that the one thing we'd 
need around her someday was a transfusion kit"
"Fuck you, you little cunt!"
Dawn nestled in beside her, resting her head on the opposite 
shoulder to Willow.
"I love you Buffy"
"Fuck you, you little motherfuckering bitch! You're not my sister, I 
don't HAVE a sister!"
Dawn said nothing.
Xander loomed over her. "Hey, Buff, this is the third time I've 
brought you back. Maybe I should get a job as a promoter for the 
Grateful Dead?"
"Fuck you, you bastard. I hate you, why the hell can't you let me 
die?"
He climbed onto her, pinning her down with his weight. She tried to 
get up but their combined weight and her lack of leverage made it 
impossible. She figured she was still weak from the blood loss 
anyway.  She lapsed back and looked despondently at the ceiling.
"I love you," he said simply.
Her sarcasm came back in a rush. "Gonna give me a yellow crayon?"
"I love you"
She started crying, great, gushing sobs. "Leave me alone, let me die! 
I just want it all to end! I can't do this anymore. Just leave me 
alone!"
Dawn and Willow started to kiss the tears from her cheeks. Xander 
pulled open her T-shirt and began to kiss down her chest towards her 
breasts. 
"Spike's dead Buffy. You loved him and he died" Willow's tone was 
neutral, matter of fact. Her fingers started toying with Buffy's left 
nipple as she said the words.
"You hated him! You all hated him, you fucking dyke whore! Don't 
pretend you knew what it was like to love him!"
"Giles is dead. We loved him like a father and now he's dead and he's 
going to be dead forever" Dawn didn't have Willow's self control, her 
voice began to break. "Just like mom..."
"She wasn't you mother! You don't have a mother! You're nothing but a 
big pile of fucking green energy!"
Dawn didn't look her in the eye. Her hand cupped Buffy's right breast 
and began to grope it experimentally.  
"Wood raped you" Xander continued. "He raped you and you bit his 
penis off and had to lie there and listen to his death agonies for 
hours"
"I'll do the same to you, you bastard!"
"We love you Buffy" they chorused in unison. She said nothing, lying 
backwards in the bed, silently fighting her body's growing arousal at 
their ministrations. She felt herself losing the unequal struggle and 
resigned herself to the unwanted waves of pleasure. 
Dawn stroked her hair. "You once told me that the hardest thing in 
the world was to live in it, remember?"
"Well, I was wrong"
"Mom came to me. She says she'll see us soon enough. She wants you to 
live"
Buffy looked her straight in the eye. "You're lying"
Dawn stared right back at her. "I KNOW you see her too" Her voice was 
gentle for words that carried such weight. Buffy bit her lip and 
turned away. Dawn closed her mouth around Buffy's nipple and began to 
suck and bite gently, teasing the sensitive nubbin with her tongue. 
Willow nuzzled her ear, nibbling on her earlobe. Her voice was 
scarcely a whisper. "You feel it's a betrayal of Spike and Giles to 
keep on living, it's not, it's what they would have wanted. You know 
that, you just won't admit it"
"It's not for them. It's for me. I can't..." She trailed off. Willow 
took her other nipple in her mouth and repeated Dawn's delicate 
attentions.
Xander's turn. "If you kill yourself now Woods will have won...."
"Fresh out of self respect Xander!". It was difficult to concentrate 
now, the heat between her legs was beginning to be unbearable, waves 
of wetness trickling down her thighs. 
"He wanted to control you, to destroy you. If you do this that's what 
he will have done. Giles and Spike will have lost and he'll be the 
winner" He shifted his weight on top if her, pinioning her 
comfortably into the bed, his weight holding her down, making it 
difficult to breathe. She could feel his rock hard erection as all 
three shed their clothes. It was rubbing furiously up and down her 
legs, yearning to conquer the intimate territory that was so 
agonsingly close as he stripped her of her pyjama bottoms. He gently 
slipped three fingers into her vagina and began to stroke and probe 
it's delicate interior, seeking out her clitoris and stimulating it 
with a series of soft touches. Despite herself Buffy couldn't stop a 
slow moan of pleasure. 
Willow broke off from Buffy's breasts and started kissing her tear 
stained cheeks again. Her fingers worked their way under Buffy's 
body, exploring the length of her spine and straying between the 
shapely cheeks of her ass, titillating the sensitive flesh she found 
there with her sharp nails, causing Buffy to writhe and buck in a 
manner which only heightened her arousal from Xander and Dawn's 
activities.              
"It's too much, isn't it? All the pain, all the suffering. You just 
want it to end. It's too much for one person to stand. Isn't it? When 
Warren killed Tara I didn't even stay with the body, I was only 
thinking of my pain, not my love. That's how you feel?"
"Yes" She's admitted it, exhausted resignation in her voice. It was 
all Willow wanted to hear. She leaned over and kissed Buffy on the 
mouth, letting her tongue meet her's in unresisting contest. She 
smiled as she pulled out and kissed Xander. Dawn broke away from her 
sisters' breast and kissed her, her expression one of tortured bliss. 
They swapped; Dawn and Willow kissing over Buffy's chest before 
Xander dived in to embrace Buffy's mouth with his own. For a moment 
his more masculine taste brought back terrible memories of Wood but 
they faded as she opened her eyes and saw the pure affection in his 
face.
Dawn kissed her down the length of her body; her tongue eventually 
finding it's way to her sisters' labia, lapping like a hungry kitten. 
Willow silenced Buffy's cries of pleasure by the simple expedient of 
sticking her breast in her mouth, murmuring in delight as Buffy 
sucked with gusto and Xander groped her other nipple whilst subtly 
kissing the nape of her neck. She took pleasure in pinching the ripe 
flesh of Buffy's ass cheeks.
"You're not alone, Buff" she continued with difficulty, "You're 
never alone. I love you"
"I love you. Share your love not your pain" echoed Xander
"I love you. Stay here with us" chorused Dawn breaking away from 
Buffy's clitoris and climbing up her body. Buffy let her hand gently 
explore her sister, groping her breasts with abandon before snaking 
it's way to her cunny, feeling the soft, wet, tightness there and 
generating a wince as her nails brushed against her maidenhead. Dawn 
looked away bashfully, as if ashamed of her virginity but Buffy broke 
away from Willow's nipple and kissed her sister, revelling in the 
lingering taste of her own juices in Dawn's pert, gentle mouth. Her 
free hand worked its' way around Willow's firm buttocks, tracing lazy 
patterns there. . 
Eventually she broke away and simply lay there. 
"I love you. I love you all" The words came more easily than she ever 
could have imagined.  
Xander entered her and she wrapped her arms around his broad muscular 
shoulders, hugging him to her tightly, spreading her legs apart as 
far as they would go. The girls guided her hands to their clitorises 
and kissed every inch of open flesh they could find.  
When they came it was with a blissful rapture.  


It had been so easy to fool them. They really were idiots.
Hardest part was getting access to the bathroom for some privacy in a 
house full of teenage girls. They'd stripped it of anything that she 
could use on herself, even nail scissors. But she had a little 
something in reserve.
It was still there, hidden down the back of the bath, wrapped in a 
towel. The gun Giles had taken off the policeman when Ethan Rayne had 
sold the enchanted candy. She didn't know why she'd kept it but she 
was glad she had. 
How did you work this thing? Riley would know or Xander. She wished 
now she'd paid more attention to all those stupid action movies that 
they'd used to watch together.
She fiddled with it for a few seconds keeping her hands well away 
from the trigger. She grabbed the top part and pulled it backwards 
just as she'd seen Bruce Willis do a thousand times. A bullet jumped 
out the top and fell to the floor. She thought for a moment she'd 
unloaded it but she could see there were plenty more bullets in there 
as it ran forwards again. What did Riley call it? Oh yeah, "lock and 
load". The safety catch was the easiest bit a white S for safe, 
switch it to a red F for fire. 
She put the barrel in her mouth. It tasted cold and oily, metallic. 
She pulled the trigger. It began to squeeze backwards with an 
alarming ease that panicked her slightly. She took it out and rested 
her forehead on it for a few seconds, summoning her last reserves of 
strength. She put the gun under her chin this time, her tiny hands 
slippery on the contoured butt. A bit more pressure and it would all 
end, her brains splattered over the bathroom ceiling in a manner no 
amount of Wiccan trickery could undo.  She just couldn't get a proper 
grip. Maybe Jonathan had had more guts than she'd given him credit 
for. 
She put it down for a second and wiped her hands on the jumper. She 
took the gun awkwardly and reversed it, snuggling the barrel under 
her left breast, able to feel her heart thudding against it. Better 
this way, Dawn could have an open coffin at the funeral, wouldn't 
want to mess up her pretty face after all.
She squeezed. And squeezed. And squeezed. Squeezing, just little 
more, just a little more...
The knock on the door was hardly unexpected. 
"Buffy, it's Kennedy. You've been in there for nearly an hour. Some 
of us need to go"
Buffy laughed. She'd once bent a rifle barrel in her bare hands. Now 
she couldn't even pull this one little trigger in over an hour. 
"I'm sorry," she said to no one in particular. 
She walked past Kennedy without a word. They were sitting around the 
breakfast table when she walked up to Xander and handed him the gun. 
Wide-eyed he dumped the magazine and pumped the round from the 
chamber. There was a long and pained silence in the Summers' kitchen. 
Buffy looked outside. The sun was shining, the birds were singing. 
The world felt all the things she didn't want to feel, that she 
fought against feeling. It wouldn't let her wallow in her misery and 
it wouldn't let her end it all. Or she wouldn't let herself. Her 
peace would come in time she realised; she was not the one to choose 
when. 
"Let's all go for a walk" she suggested at last. "I think it's going 
to be a beautiful day"           










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Willow: "It's a good fight, Buffy, and I want in."
Buffy:  "I kinda love you."
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