What do you do when the person you love most is gone?
When you have lost all hope of happiness?
All sense of self?
The Slayer finds herself on
another journey after losing
everything.
She journey's away from the
Hellmouth...
Buffy could have an amazing art career if she allowed herself the chance to pursue it.
If she kept sacrificing her own desires for Elena then centuries from now she would do nothing but resent her sister.
Pulling back he took her hand in his and smiled down at her. She was frozen which had him more hopeful. If she had no interest at all she would have told him to go to hell already.
Yet, she hadn't.
Buffy felt tears beginning to pool in her eyes, her lip quivering as she stared up at him.
He was offering her the world.
Everything she had ever dreamed of, a dream she had told him about back in California, that she had always assumed would be forever out of reach.
Too bewildered, Buffy swallowed the lump in her throat, she couldn't even summon the strength to speak, she could do nothing but stare up at him completely mesmerized by the life he was offering her.
There was a part of her deep down, hidden away that wanted more than anything to let him take the weight and show her a world outside of being The Slayer.
He was the one person who she would never have to worry about protecting.
She would be able to relax and not play hero every second as she did for everyone...including Damon and Stefan a lot of the time.
She had saved them all too many times to count.
But with Klaus, they were equals.
"I know you will come for your sister...but I want you to come so I can show you everything you've ever wanted. Cities art, culture. And perhaps help you with your painting technique." He teased causing a small weak laugh to escape her lips, however, when he cupped her face in his palm she once again found herself speechless "You have till tomorrow to decide, I don't want to have to force you there, I want you there because you want to be. Mark my words. A small-town boy, a small-town life, it won't be enough for you. It's not good enough for you."
It was probably the most romantic thing someone had ever said to Buffy.
And it had come from Klaus.
How the hell had that happened?
Before Buffy could even blink, Klaus leaned forward and kissed her cheek causing her voice to catch in her throat as she felt that familiar warmth.
"You deserve the world." He whispered and then he was gone.
As Klaus left her in the middle of the dance floor, Buffy took in a shaky breath utterly stunned to silence.
Feeling eyes on her, Buffy gulped as she spotted Caroline and Bonnie watching her. Caroline had been able to hear and now they both had that we have to keep Buffy safe look in their eyes.
Before they could try and trap her, probably to give her a long lecture filled with photos about all of the reasons she hated Klaus, Buffy bolted.
Speeding into the hall, Buffy stumbled over her heels as her heart continued to hammer violently against her chest.
Her hands were shaking and clammy.
Leaning back against the brick wall, Buffy clenched her eyes shut trying to force the panic attack away.
She was terrified right now.
She felt like she was being torn in two.
One side of her wanted nothing more than to ignore him, and the other was conflicted. What scared her the most was that she wasn't scared about having to go with Klaus because of Elena...she was scared because...a part of her wanted it.
Wanted to go with him.
Not to be with him, but going with Klaus offered her complete freedom from having to play bodyguard for decades.
He was the only one as powerful as her.
All thoughts of Klaus quickly evaporated though as Buffy felt a shiver rush up her spine followed by a dark voice whispering in her ear.
"Save her."
Buffy clenched her jaw tightly.
That voice was familiar and the last time she had felt this specific tingle down her spine...it had been a certain witch setting it off.
"Esther."
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