You
Slay Me, a buffy fanfic told in a Teaser & four acts.
by
Zach Garland
[As
of June 5th, 2002 the fan fiction I’ve posted to fanfiction.net should be read
in the following order:
“House
of Mirrors” midseason six, somewhere between “Tabula Rasa” and “Hell’s Bells.”
“You
Slay Me” faux season 7 episode 1 (relatively soon after real season 6 episode
22 “Grave”)
“As
You Know It” faux season 7 episode 2
“Unrest”
faux season 7 episode 3 (with shades of sequel to real season 4 episode 22
“Restless”)
“Kulmari”
faux season 7 episode 4
Though
written in transcript format, this wouldn't actually make a good Buffy episode,
because there's just not enough action. It's more of a mental headgame for the
character of Willow, though it is visually stimulating in places if you have an
active imagination. I rated it PG even though there's nothing really
particularly PG about it. It's whatever you'd rate an average episode of the
show. There's no real major shipping going on, although I do have a little poke
of fun at Buffy & Oz but it's very minimal. It's a very rough draft at the moment, and I would appreciate
your thoughts. You can write to zachsmind@yahoo.com. This story takes place
AFTER the season six's finale (episodes "Two To Go" &
"Grave")... sorta. It also revisits scenes from past episodes of
Buffy, like "Welcome To HellMouth & "Dead Man's Party." But
I tweak them a lot. The basic gist of the plot is that Willow finds herself
reliving the past seven years of her life as if she were Buffy and Buffy were
her. So it's a combination of temporal physics gone awry and Willow driving
herself crazy. For this second revision I expanded the Teaser and added an
obligatory action scene to ACT II, but otherwise it’s mostly the same as the
first draft.]
TEASER
SCENE
OPENS on a close-up of Willow, who’s apparently sleeping, her eyes are closed
and she has a strange smile on her face. Then suddenly she gasps, her eyes open
and are completely white. The screen flashes a bright light, enveloping her
until the screen turns white, and then we see the screen fades to a beach at
sunset. We hear the following Oz voice over as the camera pans from the sunset
to Oz & Willow. Oz’s head is above Willow’s. His arms wrapped around her.
She looks comforted and consoled. She nestles herself in his embrace like she
hasn’t a care in the world. Perhaps they’re standing or kneeling, but this
scene should look very similar to the opening scene between Buffy & Angel
in the third season premiere episode “Anne.”
WILLOW:
How did you find me here?
OZ:
The funny thing is, you found me.
WILLOW:
Stay with me.
OZ:
Remember when I rescued you? Years ago, I took a bullet for you. Then I ran off
to howl at the moon. You sucked up the Earth and spit it at hell. I love you. I
rescued you. This is how you repay me? By trying to destroy those who love you?
We will never leave you. Not even if you kill us.
Willow
looks away, still in his embrace, but her contented smile has slowly faded into
one of uncertainty and fear. Then we see flashes of her as Dark Willow causing
carnage and damage and threatening her own friends.
CUT
TO A nondescript bedroom with some boxes randomly displayed around it. The
camera shows a shot from above WILLOW in the bed. She’s been having nightmares.
She
wakes with a start.
DAWN: (off camera) Willow? ...Willow are you up
yet?
WILLOW: (sitting up) Huh? What? D-Dawnie?
Camera
CUTS TO Dawn entering room.
DAWN:
(entering room, wearing a backpack. Physically she looks the same but she's
dressed in clothes obviously circa preteen late 90s) You're still in bed?
(crosses to some boxes) This is the first day! You're gonna make us late!
WILLOW: (to herself) F-first d-day?
DAWN:
(grabs a shirt and pants and throws them at Willow) Mom's gonna be pissed when
she finds out! Get up!
CUT
TO Willow still in bed
WILLOW:
(blinking. She starts putting the shirt on) Where are we going, Dawny? (from
off camera, a pair of undies is thrown and lands on Willow's head)
DAWN:
School, dummy!
CUT
TO Dawn who is pacing and getting school supplies together for Willow,
occasionally throwing things off camera towards Willow still on the bed.)
DAWN:
You're going to high school, and I'm going to middle school. I know you're
scared, 'kay? We're both scared but that's no excuse to sleep in and freak out
like you always do! Just think positive. Make friends. And try not to get us
kicked out of the city this time, okay?
CUT
TO shot from doorway framing Willow as she gets out of bed deshuffled but
clothed. Dawn starts trying to unshuffle Willow and make her look presentable.
Willow grabs Dawn by the shoulders.
WILLOW:
Dawnie, listen! Something's happening!
DAWN:
(forced loud whispers. She's talking through her teeth and looks back at the
door as if waiting for Joyce to look in on them any moment) Yes! Something's
happening! We're going to school if I have to drag you by your feet kicking and
screaming. I don't know what you did back home but this is home now and I don't
want you freaking out having Mom lose her job and us moving again. You
understand me? Get your act together!
JOYCE:
(off camera) Dawn! Willow! Let's go!
DAWN:
(very fake smile in her voice) Coming, Mom!
Dawn
grabs Willow by the arm with one hand, grabs a pair of shoes for Willow with
the other and drags Willow through the door towards the camera. Dawn goes off
camera, Willow stops at the door frame. Extreme Close up of her face.
JOYCE:
(off camera) Willow? I'm gonna get the car running.
WILLOW:
(a look of abject fear and confusion on her face) C-Coming Mom!
BLACKOUT.
WOLF HOWL. OPEN CREDITS.
The
Open Credits are slightly altered. Instead of “Buffy The Vampire Slayer” it
says “Willow The Vampire Slayer.” Just for this episode. However, everything
else is the same.
ACT
I
Cut
to the school. The camera pans from the street to the main building. Cut to
Joyce pulling up to the school in her Jeep to drop off Willow.
JOYCE:
Things okay with you and Dawn? She seemed a little..
WILLOW:
Oh, uh. We're okay, Joyce. Just uh. We're okay.
JOYCE:
(laughs nervously) Joyce?
WILLOW:
uh, Mrs. Summers? M-Mom?
JOYCE:
(looks hard at Willow. beat) Okay! (motions for Willow to get out.)
Willow
gets out. Closes jeep door, looks back at Joyce when she hears her voice.
JOYCE: Have a good time. I know you're gonna make
friends right away, just think positive. (gives a thumbs up)
Willow
looks through the open car door and gives Joyce a quick nod. She turns to go.
JOYCE: And honey?
Willow
looks back at Joyce again.
JOYCE: Try not to get kicked out?
WILLOW: Oh of course.
JOYCE: Okay.
WILLOW:
(turns back and crosses forward off camera left. To herself) What's happening
to me?
Willow
faces the school and lets out a deep breath. Joyce drives off. Willow just
stands there. Not knowing what to do. Cut to Xander, bobbing and weaving
through the crowd on his skateboard. (it looks cooler this time)
XANDER: 'Scuse me, comin' through, pardon me, 'scuse
me, whoa! 'Scuse me, not sure how to stop! Please move, whoa, 'scuse me...
(notices Willow) Whoa!
He
stares at her and doesn't notice that he's headed right for the stair railing.
He crashes into it and falls beneath it, grunting in pain. Buffy appears on
screen. She walks up and has to step high to avoid tripping over his legs.
XANDER: I'm Okay. I feel good.
Buffy
looks down at him, smiling and pulling her hair behind her ear.
XANDER: (sees her) Buffy! You're so very much the
person that I wanted to see! (gets up)
BUFFY: Oh, really?
They
start walking toward the school, passing Willow whose eyes are practically
bigger than her head. She's staring right at them. Xander glances back
embarrassedly. Buffy doesn't notice Willow at all.
XANDER: Yeah. You know, I was hoping to get on the
team and thought you being a cheerleader you could put in a good word for me?
BUFFY:
Well it doesn't really work that way-
WILLOW:
(runs to & around them, so her back's ends up to the camera) Buffy! Xander!
God, it's so good to see you!
XANDER:
You.. you know me?
BUFFY:
Uh, hi? You look new. How do you know our names?
WILLOW:
Guys! It's me! Willow!
BUFFY:
Wow. That's an original way to get to know new people. Works for me. But might
not work for most people. Does it work for you Xander?
XANDER:
(to Willow) Well I can pretend we're long time friends if that works for you.
I'm easy. uh, I mean flexible- Ack what I mean to say-
BUFFY:
Xander's like this around women. It takes some getting used to. Come to think
of it you two probably have a lot in common.
WILLOW:
You don't remember me?
BUFFY:
Sorry. Nope. Willow was it?
Willow
nods unhappily
BUFFY:
I do wanna help you though. You might not want to try this "old
friends" gimmick on anyone else here at Sunnydale. It's kinda freaky weird
and if you're new you don't want to stand out. Xander? Show Willow around okay?
(she pretends to notice someone behind Willow wanting to talk to her, by
smiling & nodding & waving off camera) I gotta go. Nice to meet you!
(Buffy leaves quickly)
Xander
& Willow stand there a beat. Awkwardly. Willow looks over Xander's shoulder
and sees a car on the street. In the car she sees Angel's face briefly,
surrounded by black.
WILLOW:
Angel?
XANDER:
Well I try to be an angel. What if I start by showing you the-
Willow
runs past Xander towards the street. She starts calling off after Angel. We
don't see inside the car again, but it drives off with squealing tires as
Willow hits the street still calling out after him. She stands there in the
middle of the street for a beat, calling after him, then dejectedly walks back
towards the curb. Xander's standing there.
XANDER:
Boyfriend? With a car? That's cool.
WILLOW:
No he's not a.. Xander!
XANDER:
That IS freaky, Buffy's right about that. How do you know my name?
WILLOW:
This is all so wrong! It's like I'm back in high school again. I already did
this, but I wasn't me. I mean. I was Buffy and Buffy was me.
XANDER:
Come again?
WILLOW:
I don't think you'd believe me if I told you. I don't think anyone... wait.
Giles!
XANDER:
Giles? Another boyfriend?
WILLOW:
No. He's the librarian. I think. If this is where I think it is.
XANDER:
Where you think? This is school! You're at a school. There is a library. Look,
I can show you the library.
WILLOW:
No thanks. I know the way. I'll see you uh.. later? (she walks away from him.
Talking to herself) Much. Later.
XANDER:
Ah.. Okay! I'll uh, see you later then? Yeah. Great.
CUT
TO LIBRARY
Willow
rushes into the library and looks around. It looks deserted.
WILLOW: Hello? Is anybody here?
She
looks at the book checkout counter and sees a newspaper. She looks at the date.
1997. A picture has been circled. The caption above it reads "Local Boys
Still Missing." Giles comes up behind her and taps her on the shoulder.
She spins around, startled.
WILLOW: Ooo! (exhales) Anybody's here!
GILES: Can I help you?
WILLOW: Yes I need some help and I think you're the
only person who can help me.
GILES: Miss Willow Summers?
WILLOW: No! Rosenberg! Willow Rosengerg.
GILES:
Well I got the Willow part right. I'm Mr. Giles.
WILLOW:
I know. Rupert Giles. The librarian, right?
He
heads around behind the counter.
GILES:
I was told you were coming. Although they didn't tell me you were going by your
mother's maiden name. That makes sense though, since you recently divorced.
WILLOW:
Can you please explain to me what's going on here?
GILES: I know what you're after!
With
a big grin on his face he pulls out a large old book with the word
"VAMPYR" written in gold leaf on the front cover. Buffy looks up at
him with an uneasy gaze.
WILLOW: That's not what I'm looking for.
GILES: Are you sure?
WILLOW: I'm *way* sure.
GILES: (confused) My mistake.
He
puts the book back behind the counter.
GILES: (straightening back up) So, what is it you
said-
WILLOW:
I think you should sit down.
GILES:
You do understand who you are, correct? I got the position here as librarian so
we can keep a low profile. Are you sure you don't want the handbook? You look
the book type.
WILLOW:
(suddenly completely forgets her urgency) Wait is that THE handbook? The slayer
handbook?
Giles
obediently reaches back over to bring her the book, then places it back on the
counter for her to peruse. Willow opens it voraciously and begins trying to
memorize it all at once.
GILES:
It's only the first volume actually. After we've worked through the basics of
this volume together we can get into the others.. You know it's probably not
wise to use the word "slayer" in public. You never know when people
might walk in on us.
WILLOW:
Oh well I always thought that Buff- (stops herself. closes the book.) I can't
believe me! Giles! Something's happening.
GILES:
Already? (he lightly takes her by the elbow and leads her to a nearby table.
They sit down.) Have you already encountered something? You've only just moved
to Sunnydale! Was it a vampire? Demon? Were there any distinguishing marks?
WILLOW:
Giles! No! You're not.. Oh, this is so hard.
GILES:
(comfortingly puts his hands on hers) It's alright. Take a deep breath. We'll
get through this together.
CUT
TO Willow bracing herself at the table. She takes a deep breath and then says
all the following in one exhalation.
WILLOW:
Okay I'm not supposed to be the vampire slayer I'm supposed to be the vampire
slayer's best friend I'm not supposed to be Willow Summers I'm Willow Rosenberg
and it's supposed to be Buffy Summers but this morning I woke up seven years
back in time in Buffy's bed and her sister woke me up and told me not to ruin
her life and then Buffy's mom who died two years ago is suddenly alive again
and she drove me to school and I met Xander and Buffy only Xander and Buffy
didn't recognize me and they don't know me from anyone but for the past seven
years they and you and me we've all been working real hard fighting demons and
vampires and annoying fairytale monsters who steal people's voices and then
their hearts and I fell in love with a werewolf one time and then I learned how
to be a witch but I was never a vampire slayer I'm not supposed to be the
slayer I'm supposed to be the slayer's best friend.
CUT
TO Giles who looks utterly stupefied.
WILLOW:
(breathless) See?
GILES:
(takes off his glasses and begins cleaning them with a handkerchief) They told
me that your previous watcher died in battle, and that you might be a bit..
mentally disturbed from the experience, but..
WILLOW:
Disturbed? I'm not disturbed. Giles you've gotta trust me! Uh! I know you're
from England! I know people used to call you the Ripper, though I never really
paid much attention to understanding why. I know you have a really sweet nice
lady named Olivia who will visit you from England and you two-
GILES:
You know Olivia? How do you know Olivia?
WILLOW:
Because I met her! Or rather I will! When I'm me again. Ooh! This is all so
strange! My point is I couldn't possibly know all this about you if I was who
you think I am or if I was disturbed. So I must be me. I mean Willow.
GILES:
But you are Willow.
WILLOW:
Yes! But I'm not Willow the Vampire Slayer. I'm just technogeek Willow. And
then last I remember I became super scary veiny Willow with magic powers and I
almost destroyed the world but then Xander- ..Oh my God! I almost destroyed the
world! Maybe I did destroy the world and this is hell? This is my hell. Where
I'm doomed to live out Buffy's life over and over for all eternity. Lord knows
I probably deserve it but- Oh, Giles you've gotta help me!
GILES:
Maybe we should take this from the top. You say you already know me.
WILLOW:
Yes!
GILES:
But I don't know you.
WILLOW:
That's because I've somehow gone back in time. Or something...
He
takes off his glasses and begins cleaning them with a cloth once again. Willow
doesn't skip a beat.
WILLOW:
...I'm living the first day of school for Buffy. Only instead of me being me,
I'm where Buffy was and she's where I was and Buffy's ..well Buffy's still
Buffy but she's like friends with Xander. And I was friends with Xander, but
now he doesn't know me and wants to show me around the school as if we've never
met.
GILES:
Now, slow down. You keep getting ahead of yourself.
WILLOW:
Wait! The paper! (she stands and crosses back to the counter, picks up the
paper. Shows it to Giles). Today was the day that they find a dead body in the
locker room. Then later Buffy learned it had bite marks. I remember because it
was the same day Buffy actually treated me like a real person. She was the
first cheerleader type of person ever to treat me like a real person. At first
I thought she was like everyone else and just wanted me to help her with her
homework but she turned out to be so much more! Oh Giles, I don't want to live
Buffy's life. My life was hard enough.
GILES:
(beat. Giles stands up from table and crosses back to meet her at the counter)
There's a body in the locker?
WILLOW:
Yes! If you go there right now you'll know I'm saying the truth! Or, we can
just wait till someone else finds the body and then you'll know I'm not crazy.
GILES:
(looking at her with a smile on his face) I don't think you're crazy, Willow.
WILLOW:
Well you're looking at me like you think I'm crazy.
GILES:
Well it is difficult for me to understand how you could know so much about my
past when so far as I know no one could have told you I was even going to be
here waiting for you, but it's not entirely out of the question that somehow
you were briefed on my arrival.
WILLOW:
Why? To play a practical joke on you?
GILES:
Well it wouldn't be the first one.
WILLOW:
People have played practical jokes on you, Giles?
GILES:
On occasion. You're not the only one who had a rough time before University.
WILLOW:
What do I do?
GILES:
Well based on what you've explained to me, I recommend that you go to class and
continue participating in what you think ..Buffy's life was this day. I'll
research and try to find previous occasions like this, and perhaps more
evidence will present itself.
WILLOW:
(a knowing look) In other words you don't know what to do either.
GILES:
Well I... If what you say is true you obviously came to me because in your
subjective perspective of reality I managed to come up with extreme answers to
extreme situations, which is in fact what I do. And I do thank you for
confiding in me by the way, but I'm not the Giles you remember. I mean I
haven't the advantage of seven extra years of experience. I don't know what you
mean by almost destroying the world-
WILLOW:
My girlfriend got killed and I went a little.. murderous rampagy with the dark
magicks. And Buffy tried to stop me. But she couldn't.
GILES:
Who stopped you?
WILLOW:
Xander. Thank God...
As
if on cue, Xander opens the door. Camera angle shows him in the background. He
looks around, spots Willow, and starts walking towards the two of them at the
counter.
WILLOW:
I'm still a bit upset about it all but I have to figure this out first. I must
have blacked out after I tried to kill him..
XANDER:
Kill who? Willow, right? They're asking about you. You're in my first period
class and when you didn't answer at roll call I told the teacher I thought I
might know where you were. So. You're late. First day of class. Not a good
thing, but I know the teacher I think we can straighten this out. (he nods at
Giles) Sir. Sorry to interrupt.
GILES:
Oh no by all means (Giles reaches into his pocket for a pink slip and a pen)
it's perfectly alright. Miss Summers was just inquiring about our ..volunteer
tutor program.
WILLOW:
I was?
GILES:
You were.
WILLOW:
Oh yes of course. I uh- was.
GILES:
Xander is it?
XANDER:
How come everybody knows my name all the sudden? Was I in the school paper?
GILES:
Just tell your teacher I'm sorry and if she needs an explanation, I uh.. I'll
come up with something.
XANDER:
Great. Pink slip. Always a good thing. Got one of those for me too? Cuz, the
hall monitors are fierce around here before lunch.
GILES:
Just stay with Miss Summers and go straight to class.
XANDER:
Gotcha.
WILLOW:
Giles?
GILES:
(after giving her the pink slip he takes off his glasses and wipes them with a
handkerchief) Just go back to class *Miss Summers* and we'll finish discussing
your unique situation later. Alright?
WILLOW:
(as Xander is politely escorting her back to the door) You do that glass
cleaning thing way too much, Giles.
GILES:
Quite.
CUT
TO HALLWAY outside girls' locker room. It's later in the day and there's people
walking back and forth. The principal can be seen staring at students as he
walks down the hall as if they're all guilty of something. He almost runs into
Giles who enters screen cleaning his glasses and looks preoccupied in this
thoughts.
PRINCIPAL:
Mister Giles!
GILES:
Oof! Sorry! Yes?
PRINCIPAL:
Just the man I wanted to see.
GILES:
(dryly) Oh really?
PRINCIPAL:
Yes. I hear you were talking with the new student. Miss Willow Summers?
GILES:
Yes she came to the library to discuss with me about our tutorial program.
PRINCIPAL:
Well usually the new students are to be directed to my office so I can properly
introduce them to the school.
GILES:
Oh she hadn't already met with you? I thought that was how she learned about
our tutorial program.
PRINCIPAL:
Oh really?
GILES:
Yes and she had wonderful things to say about you sir.
PRINCIPAL:
But I didn't-
GILES:
Yes she certainly did you made quite an impression on her-
Women's
screams can be heard and a lot of young women begin rushing out of the girls'
locker room. Giles glances over and notices where he is with a schock of
revelation on his face.
GILES:
If you'll excuse me, sir..
Giles
runs to the locker room door, fighting against the stream of exiting women. CUT
TO inside girls locker room which is mostly deserted by now. Giles is looking
about with the principal not far behind him.
PRINCIPAL:
Mister Giles! This is -what do you you think you're doing!?
GILES:
Screams usually mean trouble, Mister Flutie. I'm uhm.. doing my duty.
Giles
stops short in one of the halls of lockers where he sees a dead body on the
floor. Two women, one dressed in towels the other just barely finished dressing
in her clothes run away from the body and past him. They run into the principal
and then off camera.
PRINCIPAL:
We have women coaches for this sort of thing! This is highly irregular. (he
spots the dead body and his face turns cold) Oh dear.
GILES:
(Grabs principal by the collar with one hand) Quick! Go call an ambulance
immediately!
PRINCIPAL:
Yes! Uh, good thinking, Mister Giles. (and with that he's gone)
Giles
rushes to the body and kneels before it. The place is completely deserted. He
checks the corpse's wrist for a pulse, then glances around worriedly before
checking the neck. CLOSEUP of bitemarks on the corpse's neck. CUT back to
medium close up of a worried Giles.
GILES:
Dear God. Willow Summers was right. The Council never prepared me for temporal
anomalies. (heavy sigh) Oh dear.
ACT
II
Scene
opens in what at first glance appears to be a dilapidated and condemned old
church. A portion of a wall has crumbled and broken away, revealing darkness
and overgrowth outside. Doors and windows are boarded up. Some stained glass
windows can be seen but they have been damaged and broken. Time has not been
good to this place.
Willow
stands dressed in a black leather jacket, blue jeans and a white blouse. She’s
wielding a kick ass sword in both hands and looking about as if she’s hunting
for something. She gets to the center of the room, where there are broken pews
before her and a weather beaten podium behind her. She looks back where she
came from and motions to the others.
WILLOW:
It’s all clear.
Xander,
Anya, Buffy & Oz appear. Buffy is holding a spell book in her hand, and the
others are brandishing various anti-vampire weapons of choice. She’s staying
close to Oz. Xander & Anya are also staying close together. They make their
way across cautiously, eventually flanking Willow on both sides looking for
potential enemies.
XANDER:
You guys sure this is the place?
BUFFY:
They said an abandoned church, though I don’t know how they can come in here.
OZ:
Yeah I mean it’s broken down but I thought vampires couldn’t enter churches?
ANYA:
That’s largely a myth, but vampires can’t enter a place unless they’ve been
invited.
XANDER:
Well over the front door there’s a stupid sign saying “All Are Welcome Here.”
Maybe we should take that down before they get here?
CUT
TO front door as it is forced open revealing Spike, Drucsilla, eight thrawl
thugs who enter the church with a bit of style and flourish.
SPIKE:
Too late for that, mate.
OZ:
(whispers to Willow) I thought you said the coast was clear?
WILLOW:
(brandishing sword in the direction of the approaching vampires) I did! I
thought it was!
ANYA:
Buffy how you coming with that protection spell?
BUFFY:
Protection spell? (looks down in the book) Oh yeah. (she begins mumbling
strange syllables)
ANYA:
Just ‘Oh yeah?’ What’s that mean?
Cut
to Xander & Oz who stand side to side and prepare themselves for battle)
XANDER:
Ready Wolf man?
OZ:
Ready X-man!
Willow
runs up to face Spike but two of the thugs step forward to defend him. She
begins fighting them as a third thug goes after Oz & Xander. Dru &
Spike take a scenic route around the broken pews to make their way to the
altar. He motions for his five other hoods to break around the other way, thus
closing in on Anya & Buffy.
ANYA:
Protection spell, Buffy!
Buffy
nods and continues chanting louder. Just as Spike approaches them near the
altar, he and Dru are stopped by a magic force field. Buffy sticks her tongue
out at Spike and then she and Anya highfive each other.
SPIKE:
There’s more than one way to skin a couple cheerleaders, pet.
ANYA:
(raises her weapon) I’ll show you how to skin things, ‘pet!’
BUFFY:
(stops her from attacking) No! You can’t!
ANYA:
Why not?
BUFFY:
The protection spell will dissipate if we attack from the outside.
DRU:
(laughs) So you two just trapped yourselves!
SPIKE:
Two girls in a magic bubble. Nothing gets in. Nothing gets out. Boys!
Spike
snaps his fingers and a couple thugs grab the magic bubble and heft it up over
their heads. Buffy & Anya go with it. It’s uniquely hilarious. Buffy &
Anya fall on top of one another, floating in the air inside the bubble and the
two thugs start playing catch with them.
CUT
TO Willow who’s just lopped the heads off the two thrawls, and turns to help
Xander & Oz who seem to be in a bit of trouble with their thug. However,
she then sees Anya & Buffy in trouble.
SPIKE:
Care for a game of keep away, Slayer?
Willow’s
frozen. She doesn’t know whether to help the guys or the girls. A look of
frustration hits her face. She looks over at the girls, then the boys. Then
back at the girls.
DRU:
Ooh look, lover. The Slayer’s found herself in a bit of a pickle.
Suddenly,
from underneath the old podium, DAWN appears covered in water balloons and
wielding two very large pump action water pistols. She’s got a smile big as
life.
DAWN:
No I think you’re the ones in a pickle!
WILLOW:
DAWN!
Spike
& Dru turn to see Dawn spray a powerful stream of holy water across the
entire room in a wide arc. As it hits each of the thralls, they scream and
burn, steam coming off their skin. They cower from the spray and get as far
away from Dawn as possible. The thrall that was attacking Xander & Oz goes
down, allowing the boys to deal the final blow on him. Dru & Spike just
barely manage to avoid getting hit at all by rushing back towards the front
door, tripping on rubble as they go.
DAWN:
(laughing) You guys are all wet!
Dawn
sprays again, this time getting the two thralls giving the girls in the
protection bubble a hard time. Anya & Buffy fall in a clump on the ground.
One of the thralls goes up in flames from the holy water and runs into a
boarded up door, busting through it as he runs away.
WILLOW:
Dawn I told you to stay home!
DAWN:
(turns one of the holy water guns on Willow, shooting her in the face) I’m
saving your sorry butt, sis!
WILLOW:
(angrily) Dammit, this is too dangerous for you!
DRU:
(temper tantrum like a spoiled brat) They’re running away! We’re losing! (she
punches Spike in the shoulder) Do something!
SPIKE:
You may have won this round Slayer but you won’t win the war!
Dawn
drops one of her guns which falls to her side but stays near the hip as she’s
got a shoulder strap. She grabs a water balloon that’s strapped to a leather
belt and throws it across the room, landing a few feet short of Spike &
Dru. The impact hits them with a little spatter, causing them to scream and
vacate the way they came.
Anya
swipes at the air, breaking the protection spell. She helps Buffy up and they
rush to Dawn’s side.
OZ:
(looks over at Dawn) I thought that holy water stuff didn’t really work on
vampires.
DAWN:
It does when you have faith. (points at herself with a fisted thumb smug smile)
I have faith!
ANYA:
Way to go, Dawn! Makin’ with the Slayer sister savvy!
BUFFY:
(rushes to Oz) Are you okay, pooh bear?
OZ:
(they embrace) Nothin’ a couple kisses can’t fix (they kiss)
XANDER:
(shakes Dawn’s hand) Thanks, Dawn. That was some great shooting!
CUT
TO bust shot of Willow, who’s soaking wet.
WILLOW:
Guys! Don’t encourage her! (rolls her eyes) Joyce is gonna kill me!
Willow
wipes the water off her face and sighs heavily. Camera fades from a close up of
her face to--
NEW
SCENE:
It's
another year later. Giles' apartment building. Cut to outside his door. The
kids are all standing there.
By
kids I should specify. Willow is sort of flanked by Xander and Anya, Buffy and
Oz. It looks familiar to the opening of the episode "Dead Man's
Party" from season two, but Cordelia is nowhere to be found, and though
Willow still looks pretty much like Willow and Buffy still looks pretty much
like Buffy, there's still some almost unconscious differences about their
demeanor & appearance. It's obvious at a glance that Willow's in charge of
this little clique. Dawn is not in this scene.
WILLOW: You know, maybe it's too late. Maybe we
should just come back tomorrow.
No
one makes a move to go. Willow looks at the door, then back at the others.
WILLOW: Wha-What if he's mad at me? Still? Again?
XANDER: Mad? Just because you ran away and abandoned
your post and your friends and your mom and made him lay awake every night
worrying about you? (to Oz and Buffy) Maybe we should wait out here.
Willow
gives him a look. Then she gives Buffy & Oz a stranger look. Buffy & Oz
are holding hands. They both get self conscious and let go at the same time.
Willow turns around to face the door, reaches for the knocker and taps it a few
times.
Cut
inside. Giles opens the door and sees Willow standing there flanked by the
others. His face remains expressionless for a long moment.
XANDER: (to Giles) Check it out. The Watcher is back
on the clock. (Giles slips on his glasses) And just when you were thinking
career change, maybe becoming a... a looker or a... a seer.
GILES: Thank you, Xander.
He
looks at his Slayer.
GILES: Welcome home, Willow.
Willow
gives a worried smile at him. He pulls the door open further and steps back so
they can all come in.
Cut
to Giles' living room. Oz, Buffy, Anya and Xander are all on he couch. Willow
is sitting in a facing chair. Giles is leaning on the backrest of another
chair.
WILLOW: I got in a few hours ago, but I wanted to go
see Joyce first.
ANYA:
You call your mom by her first name? That's so weird.
WILLOW:
Uh, yeah Joyce. My mom.
GILES: Yes. Yes, of course. How, how did you find
her?
BUFFY: Well, I pretty much remembered the address.
GILES: Ah, eh, I mean, uh...
The
teakettle in his kitchen begins to whistle.
GILES: How are things between you? (notices the
whistling) Ah. Excuse me. (goes into the kitchen, removing his glasses as he
does so.)
OZ: Hey, so Will. You're not wanted for murder
anymore.
WILLOW: Good. That was such a drag.
XANDER: So where were you? Did you go to Belgium?
WILLOW: (gives him an odd look) Why would I go to
Belgium?
XANDER: I think the relevant question is why
wouldn't you? (smiles hugely and giggles) Bel-gium!
They
both laugh. Willow glances over at Buffy & Oz who are very cozy on the
couch. A chill seems to run down Willow's spine.
Cut
into the kitchen. Giles gets the cups out of his cupboard. He smiles as he
listens to the conversation in the living room, pleased that they are getting
along so well again so quickly. Then he glances over at something on the
counter and his face changes expression to one of somber resolve.
WILLOW: What about you, Xander? What's up with you?
XANDER: Oh, you know, same old, same old.
Giles
puts on his glasses and leans with his arm against the cupboard, reading from
some notes he'd been working on just before they arrived. He touches his hand
on an open book, then looks back towards the living room as if wondering
whether anyone was looking over his shoulder. His concern darkens.
ANYA: Hardly.
XANDER: Okay, I lied, a whole lot is new.
WILLOW: Well, that's good, isn't it? New is good.
Giles
shakes himself out of his reverie and completes preparing the tea.
XANDER: Oh, yeah, absolutely, except for the
obvious. It's not too much...
ANYA: Yeah, 'cause you weren't at the hotel.
Giles
lifts up the serving tray and takes it into the living room.
XANDER: Anya's parents dragged her onto a luxury
vacation.
WILLOW: I feel for you.
GILES: Here we are then. (sets the tray on the
coffee table) Cheer us up.
He
sits down in his chair and takes the teapot. Willow and Xander each take a
cookie from the tray. Oz & Buffy are far too interested in one another to
notice the tray or anything else in the room.
ANYA: So were you, like, living in a box, or what?
WILLOW: Well, it's a long story.
XANDER: So skip the heartwarming stuff about kindly
old people and saving the farm and get right to the dirt.
GILES: (pours several cups) Perhaps Willow could
use a little time to adjust before we grill her on her summer activities.
WILLOW: What he said.
XANDER: Fair enough. In fact, you can leave the
slaying to us while you settle in. We got you covered.
WILLOW: So I noticed. You guys seem down with the
slayage, all tricked out with your walkies and everything.
ANYA: Yeah, but the outfits suck. This whole Rambo
thing is so over. I'm thinking more sporty, like Hilfiger maybe.
GILES:
And how was your sister?
WILLOW:
Fine, I guess. She wanted to come tonight but I keep telling her she's too
young to.. you know.
ANYA:
Poke fangy vampire types with pointed sticks?
WILLOW:
Exactly. Buffy was always right about that.
Giles
clears his throat. Buffy & Oz practically fall out of the couch but manage
to not appear too surprised that Buffy's name came up in conversation &
they hadn't been listening.
BUFFY:
Huh? I mean what?
OZ:
Whoops! Sorry.
BUFFY:
Oh no that's my boo. (they settle each other back in the couch)
WILLOW:
I mean you were always saying how Dawnie shouldn't go trotting out getting in
danger. I thought you were being overprotective then but I certainly understand
now.
BUFFY:
What do you mean? Dawnie? I'm the one who told you last year now that she knows
about you, she should be a part of our little Scooby Squad. She's a plucky kid.
She can take care of herself?
WILLOW:
Buffy?
BUFFY:
I don't remember ever agreeing with you on that.
WILLOW:
Oh yeah..
BUFFY:
But I mean she's your sister.
WILLOW:
Right. Of course.
OZ:
I'd have to agree. (everyone looks at him.) I mean about her being your sister.
But.. Ah.. I understand your points too, Buffy. And I've exceeded my number of
words for the day.
An
uncomfortable silence. Everyone else looks away. Giles is looking at Willow.
Willow's looking at Buffy & Oz.
GILES:
(standing up) Right, well. I know this is going to sound a bit unorthodox, but
..uhm..
ANYA:
What is it, Giles?
GILES:
I'd uh.. Like a few moments alone with my slayer if you don't mind. Perhaps the
lot of you could run off and get some.. American goodies? Candy bars and what
not? There's a gas station down the street on the corner. That'll be long
enough for me to ..catch Willow up on some things the council's asked me to
discuss with her.
The
others are already tentatively standing up and heading for the door, other than
Anya.
ANYA:
But these cookies are fine (she takes one for the first time) I mean they look
good.
XANDER:
Oh well Anya.. I've suddenly got a hankering for some cheetos.
ANYA:
Oh?
XANDER:
(politely takes her by the elbow and helps her to the door) and so do you.
ANYA:
But I hate cheetos.
GILES:
(calling after them but sitting back down) We'll only need a few minutes, but
kindly knock upon your return.
OZ:
You got it.
Buffy,
Xander, Oz & Anya make a hasty exit kibitzing with one another about what
they're going to go buy, pretending they actually want to go to the gas station
but thinking he's going to give Willow a royal thrashing. The door closes.
There's an uncomfortable silence as Willow & Giles look at each other.
WILLOW:
You are mad at me. Look, the same thing happened to the other Buffy. She had to
leave for awhile and clear her head after she got wanted for murder. I
understood then why she left. She came back. So have I. I must admit at the
time I wasn't quite that cozy to Oz as she is now. You know it's kinda
disturbing seeing them like that. I mean I never got quite like that. Buffy's
so..
GILES:
She's so not you.
WILLOW:
Yeah.. You're not mad at me? This isn't about now?
GILES:
No.
WILLOW:
It's about the other thing.
GILES:
Yes.
WILLOW:
We've hardly discussed it.
GILES:
Yes and I must admit there have been times when I thought you were kidding me
two years ago. But then you'd know things. Things that no one could have known.
Like a sixth sense. No slayer's ever had that.
WILLOW:
Yes. Well. I'm special, I guess.
GILES:
Quite. And then there's Angel.
WILLOW:
Oh I know I so screwed that up. If this Buffy knew what that Buffy did, she'd
be so mad at me. I didn't plan on it, but well, I just wasn't there at the
right times, since I just couldn't bring myself to ..you know..
GILES:
He wasn't your type.
WILLOW:
Right.
GILES:
So he was alone at times when in your alternate timeline Buffy was with him.
WILLOW:
Right.
GILES:
So you weren't there when he needed saving.
WILLOW:
(dejected. Guilty.) I so wish I could go back. Now that he's dead. I mean dead
dead. Well there was a lot of stuff that was supposed to happen but with him
out of the picture, I honestly don't know what's going to happen now. How Spike
& Drucilla will... Gee my mind's a blank there. And Angel really was a nice
guy. I mean you never got to know him like I did. Well, I never really got to
know him, except vicariously through Buffy. Back then I didn't know I was..
GILES:
Gay?
WILLOW:
Yeah.
GILES:
So why does seeing Oz with Buffy bother you?
WILLOW:
I don't know. I was where this Buffy is now. I guess.. I mean just cuz I'm gay
now doesn't mean I don't still.. Oh I don't know.
GILES:
You're hard on Buffy sometimes. She's just a cheerleader. Not as smart as you,
perhaps. Not as strong. Sometimes not as brave.
WILLOW:
Oh THIS Buffy, yes.
GILES:
You often expect her to be able to accomplish things that she couldn't possibly
do. Be another you.
WILLOW:
But I keep telling you, Giles! She was me! I mean she was the slayer!
GILES:
Quite.
Giles
stands up and walks into the kitchen. He heads for his notes. Willow stays
sitting in the chair.
WILLOW:
You still don't believe me do you?
GILES:
Oh no. I believe you. Unfortunately it's the only explanation. I've been
pondering this temporal dilemma for the past two years, trying to find some
prior example with slayers where this has happened.
WILLOW:
Has it? Ever?
Giles
returns to the living area with the notes and a book. He sets them in his lap
as he returns to his seat.
GILES:
Never. However, by pure chance I did come across times when situations vaguely
similar to this have happened.
WILLOW:
You have?
GILES:
And I must commend you, Willow. The past two years must have been really trying
for you. You've managed to slip into the role of slayer exceptionally well.
WILLOW:
Don't patronize me.
GILES:
Why whatever do you mean?
WILLOW:
I killed Angel.
GILES:
(lying but trying to make her feel better) You most certainly did not. In fact
comparing what has transpired with us to what you say Buffy did in your shoes,
I must say you did admirably what any slayer should have done. I can't imagine
how I would have allowed a slayer I'm watching to fall in love with a vampire.
WILLOW:
We didn't tell you. At first.
GILES:
Well..
WILLOW:
And he was a vampire with a soul! He did some wonderful things. He saved us a
number of times. I really wish I could go back..
GILES:
Yes well you've read the vampire handbook. You know more about the duty and
responsibility of your job than Buffy had. The, uhm.. Other Buffy..
WILLOW:
What are you getting at, Giles?
There
is a knock at the door.
GILES:
(totally out of character and with some anger in his voice) We're not DONE! (he
removes his glasses and pinches the bridge of his nose) This is going to take
longer than I thought.
WILLOW:
Uh, guys? (she stands up and walks over to the door)
GILES:
(forced whisper) don't let them in! (he looks around holding the notes and the
book trying to figure out where to hide them but is at a bit of a loss)
WILLOW:
(back towards Giles) okay. (to behind door) Look guys, he's not done tearing me
a new one so maybe we should all get together tomorrow morning?
Giles
stands up and slowly walks towards her. Because of the lighting we see him
mostly sihloetted. It appears imposing, indicating that something's not right.
More not right than things have been until now.
XANDER:
(off camera from behind door) You okay, Willow?
WILLOW:
I'm great! Don't worry about me! I'll tell you all about it in the morning!
OZ:
Don't leave out any details!
BUFFY:
And I wanna see any bruises if he hurts you! (laughter from the others and
footsteps)
WILLOW:
(Willow waves consciously at the door) Okay! Bye!
We
hear byes from the others faintly as they walk out of earshot. OVER THE
SHOULDER SHOT over Giles, facing Willow, as she turns around and her face is
bathed in a green glow, apparently from Giles' eyes.
GILES:
*Penphyskali!*
A
green light shoots from Giles to Willow. She lets out a partial squeak that was
almost a scream, then reaches for her neck, unable to breathe. Her eyes roll
back in her head and she falls out of view.
Cut
to Giles leaning down and picking up her body.
GILES:
Foolish girl. You didn't even see it coming, did you?
HARD
BLACK.
ACT
III
The
scene is the training room. The one in the back of the Magic Box. Willow is
strapped down on a sturdy looking table made of hard wood and metal. She's
being held fast and tight with leather straps and chains. She's unconscious and
still glowing a little green, but the glow is slowly subsiding. Giles can be
seen in the darkness walking around the table, double checking the fasteners.
The
camera starts with a shot level with the table. It circles around the table
less than 45 degrees to reveal a single folding chair to the side of the table
and then as Willow begins stirring, the camera angle floats up and over Willow
until we can just see her face.. her
eyes still closed. We hear Giles chanting some curious magic mantra over and
over.
The
glow completely goes away. Giles' stops chanting and slowly makes his way
around the table to the chair. Willow's eyes flutter awake.
GILES:
Ah. Good. You're awake.
WILLOW:
(sleepy. in some minor pain.) Ever the english speaking the obvious kinda
person. (she attempts to move, inadvertently testing the restraints) Hey! What
gives?
GILES:
I'm terribly sorry Willow but this is just a precaution. Based on what you've
told me in the past and what I've researched, (camera reveals that Giles' eyes
are still glowing green. He is not wearing glasses) I felt it was necessary to
restrain you.
WILLOW:
Wha? Dammit! Lemme go!
The
following dialogue cuts back and forth between a shot over Willow's body facing
the sitting Giles, to a shot over the table revealing a comfortable bust shot
of Willow on the table. Giles occasionally plays with his glasses, but he never
puts them on.
GILES:
Sorry. Can't quite let you go just yet.
WILLOW:
What did I do?
GILES:
You admitted it yourself. You attempted to kill all your friends, including
myself, in an alternate reality. And in this reality you've allowed Angel to
die, which you said didn't happen in the reality you claim to have come from.
If all this is true, I've noticed you looking strangely at Oz & Buffy
recently, and I can't take any chances on further loss of life.
WILLOW:
Look! I said I was sorry!
GILES:
About Angel?
WILLOW:
Yes!
GILES:
What about those you killed in your own reality?
WILLOW:
I never killed Buffy or Oz!
GILES:
But you said you almost destroyed the world before you blacked out.
WILLOW:
Oh! Well! Maybe I was just exaggerating?
GILES:
(smiling curiously) I think not. (he picks up a book from the floor)
WILLOW:
Look I told you everything! Two years ago! I know we haven't talked about it in
awhile! I'll say it again! I'm not lying to you.
GILES:
I'm not accusing you of lying, Willow.
WILLOW:
Nine years ago now I met Buffy in high school and I was just a nerdy little kid
who liked computers and she slayed vampires and I got to know her and we became
friends and I helped her with you know what she does and I got involved in
black magic and did some things that yes I regret now but Warren killed my girlfriend
Tara so I went a little - I went a little crazy I'll admit that but that was a
long time ago now and now I'm stuck in this reality and I'm the slayer and
Buffy's been tinkering with magic and she's got Oz and hey! I'm okay with that!
I mean I'm gay now!
GILES:
Are you sure you're okay with that?
WILLOW:
Yes! Lemme go!
GILES:
This Tara you just mentioned. I don't think you've mentioned her before.
WILLOW:
Well you haven't met her yet. She doesn't show up until we go to college.
GILES:
College? (he notes something on a pad as he looks in the book on his lap)
WILLOW:
Yeah I join a wiccan group. I mean uh, Buffy will join a Wiccan group, and then
she'll get to meet..
GILES:
Buffy's most decidedly not gay.
WILLOW:
Well I didn't act gay at the moment anyway and..
GILES:
You've mentioned that Anya isn't Anya.
WILLOW:
What?
GILES:
You've slipped that before. I believe it was about six months or so ago.. (he
flips a couple pages in his notepad) yes about six months ago you called Anya
Cordelia. I asked you why. You said in confidence that in your reality Anya was
some sort of demon.
WILLOW:
A vengeance demon.
GILES:
Yes. And Anya didn't appear until you and Buffy and Xander go to college.
WILLOW:
Right.
GILES:
But that there was someone named Cordelia who should be where Anya is.
WILLOW:
Yes that's true look I can't help the other temporal anomalies that are going
on. Maybe someday Cordelia's gonna show up and she'll be the vengeance demon
and if that happens Gods help us cuz Cordelia as a vengeance demon's gonna be
somethin' lemme tell ya.
GILES:
I doubt we'll get that far. I'm hoping we resolve this tonight.
WILLOW:
Resolve what?
GILES:
I did some research and there's never been an example of a vampire slayer
experiencing this kind of temporal disturbance, but there's this coven in
Devon, England.
WILLOW:
There is?
GILES:
Don't interrupt me, girl.
WILLOW:
Sorry.
GILES:
In the early 1930s, the Coven participated in an attempt to extracize evil
energies from a little girl who several years later admitted to experiencing
her childhood all over again but through the eyes of her mother. There have
since been several similar instances. It's a side-effect of some exorcisms of
dark mystical energies.
WILLOW:
So you think that's what happened to me?
GILES:
I believe that is what is happening to you now. This is a most precarious and
complex situation. Have you ever studied Quantum Mechanics?
WILLOW:
Well, I've read a bit about it. Quantum theory is interesting but I got caught
up in.. other things.
GILES:
Like studying dark magicks?
WILLOW:
Well. Yeah.
GILES:
Silly girl.
WILLOW:
Hey!
GILES:
There's a theory in Quantum Mechanics called the Many Worlds Theory. According
to that theory, every possible reality that could be conceived by any entity
anywhere in the universe actually exists in a literally infinite number of
alternate realities that coexist simultaneously.
WILLOW:
Yeah. I think I've read about that. Sounds lame.
GILES:
Yes, well, either that theory is correct and your soul has somehow jumped
alternate realities as a side effect to your foolishly toying with the physical
laws of nature by accumulating enough dark magicks to threaten to destroy the
world from which you are from, or that theory is incorrect.
WILLOW:
And what if that's true?
GILES:
Then that would mean myself, the Buffy I know, the Xander, Oz, and every living
thing in this reality are merely figments of your imagination, and I for one
feel uncomfortable entertaining that thought to say the least.
WILLOW:
S-so you're not gonna kill me?
GILES:
Well, Willow. To be fair the only way to test this theory is to kill you.
WILLOW:
What?
GILES:
See, if you die, and I still exist, then that means you are the soul of a woman
who attempted to destroy the reality from which you stem. By killing you I will
have protected my reality from the day when you go off on a wild apocalyptic
killing spree.
WILLOW:
But what if you're a figment of my mind?
GILES:
I've thought about that at great length, and I've come to the conclusion that if
I'm just an illusion of yours and nothing more, I simply don't wish to exist,
because you make a poor slayer, Willow.
WILLOW:
Ack!
GILES:
You are diligent and studious. You do your work and have been exquisite in your
training, but when push comes to shove the choices you make out in the field
have caused more vampires to escape, more victims to continue being victims,
and the property damage has been tremendous!
WILLOW:
Hey! Buffy didn't do any better! She kept Angel alive and he almost destroyed
everybody!
GILES:
I don't care about Angel. In recent memory he's the only vampire you've managed
to kill, and that was by doing absolutely nothing! When I kill you, another
slayer will come to take your place and she couldn't possibly be any worse than
you have been.
DAWN:
(off camera) get away from her!
Giles
looks away from Willow and towards the door, then stands up and away from the
chair and table in abject horror, his eyes still glowing green.
CUT
TO shot of the door from the perspective of over Willow, who's still strapped
to the table. Dawn stands there in front of the other Scoobies, a large gun
pointed at Giles. The others are similarly armed and make a lovely tableau.
They appear determined to stop Giles and protect their friend.
GILES:
Oh dear. You don't understand.
ANYA:
We understand all too well you pervert!
OZ:
I hung around after everyone else left, and saw you carry an unconscious Willow
to the car.
WILLOW:
Oz! You saved me?
OZ:
Sure.
XANDER:
I don't know who you are, green glowing eyes impostor, or what you've done with
OUR Giles, but we're gonna mop the floor with you!
GILES:
(incredulous. lost) But SHE's the impostor!
Buffy
& Oz rush to the table and begin removing the restraints. Dawn takes a few
steps cautiously but with great confidence towards Giles.
BUFFY:
HER eyes ain't the ones glowing!
ANYA:
Just stay right there pervert or we'll make you wish you were dead!