Tales from the Greenwood Crypt...Buffy Rebecca's Journal...

Rated PG.

All Buffy the Vampire Slayer characters remain property of Josh Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and all other owner/creators of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer series...

During the action of "Sunnydalopolis", Buffy Rebecca, Spike's and Warren's perfect neural copy of Buffy Summers records her impressions of three weeks living with Spike in the crypt...

To be archived at www.geocities.com/buffyrebecca...Along with the other stories of the Buffy Rebecca verse...

[Suggested Crypt theme (Love Shack)]

April 24, 2001...

"David Copperfield" by Charles Dickens is one of the books recorded in the supplemental memory Warren, Warren Mears, my...for want of a better word, dad...included...In me...If my memories are accurate, and with Warren and Spike as my designers, God knows...It was one of my favorite books in school...

It has a pretty direct beginning and I can't think of a better one for this journal...

I am born...

It's strange...I know I am Buffy Anne Summers, 20, sister to Dawn, daughter of Joyce and Hank...College student...

Vampire-Slayer...

[Suggested Buffy Rebecca's Theme (Here Comes the Sun)]
But I also know...I am not Buffy...I am her copy...Supposedly a "perfect" one with a few leetle extras...

I don't feel like a robot...though of course who knows how a robot should feel...I don't see a little screen like the Terminator with lists of answers every time I speak or targets when I face an enemy...Yet...I feel something telling me when my backup memory is triggered...Or when my diagnostic subroutine tells me I'm fine...And last night...

I knew I had blood available to give to Spike...And somehow I knew how to remove it...

What a crazy night it was...When I suddenly woke up in that god-awful tank thing and no one, not even Spike or Warren was around...Oh, God...I thought for a moment something had killed me and I was a vampire...

It was actually a relief to see that little blond pervert ambling back in...

Then I remembered...Mom...Gone forever...And in that same instant I knew what I was...And that I was cut off from Dawn, home, my friends, Giles, Daddy (if he ever decides to drop by)...All because of that little blonde...thing...

Not Joyce Summers' daughter...And yet...

I was ready to stake the little thing right there...Maybe I should have...I feel sure I could have...Stake him and strangle his little robotmaker...

Two little moron boys playing with their doll...

[Suggested theme...BR's little moron boys (Yakety-Yak)]

But...What would be the point?...And I needed some help scouting around...To be sure, every little vamp in Sunnydale was planning to get in his or her licks at Mom's gravesite...

And that will never happen while I can say or do anything about it...And the guys, patrolling about...For me...I couldn't let anything happen to them...So...

Spike had his uses...And...Oddly...

He seemed rather desperate to please me...No attempts to order me around...Not even anything I could honestly call a pass...Oh, he looked enough but...

Thankfully I felt no inclination to bow down before my creator-God...More like smacking him around...the twerp...

But who knows...Maybe the little pervert likes it that way...

It's funny...I never fully realized before just how short the infamous "William the Bloody" is...Just a few inches over me...

I can believe he was a little nerdy poet in his past life...

We met and I killed Mom's old therapist, Mr. Remington...Vamped, but pretty much the same as I remembered him...Sleaze with a capital S...And grown ambitious to boot...Considered himself the new Anointed One...Courtesy of having Mom's session tapes...

Which I have now...

Gotta go...Managed to heat some water...At least Spike has a few things in here...

God, reborn in a crypt...

Maybe it's to make me feel closer to my victims...

I'll try to sort things out today...Maybe see Giles...Maybe school as Buffy is sure to stay home with Dawn for another day or two...Mom...Oh help me...I'm so lost...Please, please Mommy, make some room for me...

[Suggested theme...Come Softly to Me]

I guess...He must have had one too...

Does he ever think of her?...
***

8pm April 24, 2001

Well, we have had to move...Quickly...

Giles figured me out after speaking to Xander over the phone...I went over like an idiot, sure I could pop in, get the latest on Glory and hear how the others were doing, then out...

It might have worked too, if I had just gone right after speaking to him...

But I couldn't "just go"...

Of course, I put the blame on Spike...And it was partially his fault...He had the bright idea of requesting that I be musical...And had Warren include a favorite old song of his into my memory...

Not even the backup one, my own memory...So there I was humming away while Giles watched in shock...

A pretty tune, I'll admit... "I Know Where I'm Going"...

God, wish I did...All day long I've been thinking about it...God, what am I going to do?...

And I couldn't help worrying...Thinking about all those mad robot movies you see on TV...What if those two morons screwed something up?...If I go crazy, strong as I now know I am...

I could end up being more dangerous than Glory...

Anyway...Xander had gone over to our...Buffy's and Dawn's house, so of course when he called Giles...And Giles told him I was already there...

He was sharp though, Giles...Locked me right up in his back room before I even knew what was going on...

On the ball, that Watcher of mine...Thank God, Buffy and Dawn need that...Wish I had it...

So...I smashed through the back room wall...That's right the back room wall...Clean through...I couldn't believe it myself...Warren has outdone himself this time...

So we had to cut and run...Here to Greenwood...Mom's cemetery...

With some help from Warren... "Dr. Warrenstein", my new 'dad' dropped by just in time to help us run...Bringing us a computer that I had asked for...

Funny, he seems eager to please me too...And I have to admit it was something to see him with Spike...

Like an older brother...And Spike actually seemed to enjoy his company...

I did manage to leave a note for Buffy...Told her where to find Mom's insurance papers...I knew she'd forgotten...And I left all but one of those tapes of Remington's for them...

I have to keep something of hers...I am hers too...Whatever anyone may say...

***
Place is not so bad really...Bigger place, closer to some electricity and water, yet well concealed from the newer graves...

And it's Mom's resting place...Though of course that has its major drawbacks...

Nothing new on the Glorious Maniac...

I would leave but where can I go?...I can't go home...

***
April 25-26, 2001

Spike says he's never encountered a god in his travels, but he has heard of others popping into our universe from wherever they hang out...Hellgods, he calls them...Sort of minor ones...But powerful, even near-omnipotent...

Glory seemed, if I remember her correctly, to be limited in her time, almost as though she had to conserve...

Perhaps she is poking in from Hellgods' land and can't stay long unless she gets the Key...

Much to my surprise, Spike came up with a useful bit...He'd always heard that energy flow was a big problem for stranded gods...

Speaking of energy flow...
***
I'm back...I was getting a little pooped...And as my diagnostics informed me, low on battery systems...

While I do have an atomic core unit...Atomic?...Like Adam's?....Safe, Warren says...And based on what I could tell him of old Adam, better designed...It covers just essential systems, including my brain...Everything else... Batteries...Good ones, but they do run down...

Just call me the Cable Girl...

It was fun watching Spike stare at the cable running to the socket actually...Obviously, he forgets sometimes...

Warren is bringing extras so that I can charge them while...

God, I run on batteries...
***
I sent Spike off to the mall to return the last of his mistakes...What a pity if Buffy should happen to catch up with him...

I spoke to 'Dad' a bit...Warren seemed willing to talk...So...

I tried to make it clear that I do not appreciate being mindraped...Or being cooped-up with my worst enemy, possibly for all eternity...

Much as I respect his "genius"...

He was pretty apologetic I must admit...Says he was afraid of Spike, then...

Wanted to show off, I told him...

But he insists he felt genuinely sorry for him...I hit him with the key question...

Am I an independent person?...I.e., can I stake blondie any time?...Or...Am I just?...

He says my brain is an exact duplicate of Buffy's...Though artificial...I can think and reason...And if I want I can go out that crypt door anytime...

In fact, my primary difference is...I can't kill people...Which I knew instinctively the first night...

Anyway it seems he was nervous after April...

Wish that nervousness had extended to copying someone's entire brain structure...

Not that I ever had a great desire to massacre humans...As I told him before he left...

Well, actually there have been a few...And I warned Warren that that probably included him now...So he'd better avoid my sis...

Thank God Spike didn't know about my little difference when we went out the first night...
***

So I can think for myself...I thought so, but how can a robot know if it's thinking independently?...

I think, therefore...Rene Descartes...Supplemental memory...

Lets hope so...

Will continue tomorrow...It's back to the glop tank for now...

Almost forgot...I renamed myself today...Call it a celebration of my "independent thinking ability"...And the fact my "cybergeniuses" couldn't keep their Buffies straight now if their lives depended on it...

Buffy Rebecca Summers...

Well...beats Buffy the Robot...

***
April 27, 2001

So, as to Glory...No new information...

She is not...

Zeus...Or any of those gods on "Hercules" or "Xena"...

Nor the God as as in God

But can she be killed?...Or at least sent back to where she came from?...

With some encryption software courtesy my new 'dad' and the computer he gave us, we managed to get an email off to the Council, requesting updates on what they had...

I signed it in Willow's name as she usually communicates with them on computer...And hopefully Spike has been doing likewise...

They could only say that she seemed to have been allowed into our world fairly recently...

Hmmn...Hellgod...Hellmouth...Hellgates...Makes sense I guess that she's here...But why now?...

If only that little monk had lived longer...If they were going to saddle me...Buffy and me...With this responsibility, they might at least have dropped me a line with some info...

Spike seems to take to computers...At least to the net searching...All that waiting in the crypt I guess...Makes him patient...
***

Spike has a job interview...At Warren's place...My birthplace, Xortox Labs...

[Suggested theme...Spike's Theme (Wanderer)]

The little twerp...Couldn't keep the smirk off his face when he told me...

Dr. Severn, the big chief, wants to meet him and, very likely, hire him...Thanks to Warren singing his praises...As the "British cybergenius" who's been helping him with his work...Could be a good deal...If the moron doesn't blow it...

He has told me that there is a network of vampires who cover for each other with references and the like...He's used it in his "work" with Warren...As, "Dr."...God, help me...Walthrop...

I guess as long as they have nothing else to do during the day but sit by the phone...They figure they might as well earn some cash "at home"...

This could be useful...I have to get back into college if I'm ever going to earn enough to help Buffy with Dawn and the house and all...Even if she won't take it from me directly, I could find some way to get it to them...

And I don't want to spend all my existence in this crypt, thank you...

Spike says he thinks they could come up with phony ID, even do something with my residency status...For a price, of course...

Well, I'll have to make sure I know who they are...Wouldn't want to stake my own "references"...before they "refer" me...

Walthrop...So his name is Walthrop...

"Dr." William Walthrop, the "cybergenius"...God help us...

Warren has suggested I cram him with just a few of the basics of the stuff I've been reading up on in the field...Apparently Severn is no great genius, himself...

Patrol...With our "cybergenius"...Pretty quiet...Just three dumb ones chasing some kids...

I'm pretty fast actually...Warren claims I should be capable of as much as three times my old strength and speed...

Three times!...Still he only saw me in action once...Against April...But if it's true...

Isn't Science wonderful...
***
April 28, 2001...

I think I can audit three courses outside Buffy's and Willow's schedule...Way outside...

Free except for registration, books, fees, etc...Which Warren says he will cover until I can repay him...

I managed to pick up a black wig...And Warren suggested ways I could alter my facial appearance...Look different and older...

I used the name Rebecca Walthrop for my new id...

Twerp was clearly pleased...

'Dad' brought over the VCR and camera I asked for...I'll try practicing tomorrow...

Hopefully Riley will accept the tape as from me...from Buffy...And ignore the odd walls, etc...

And will send her a return tape...Or at least a letter...

***
This is a hoot...Spike just suggested I might care to go out to dinner tonight...

Actually...If it's outside Sunnydale proper...

There is a nice place on Rt 12...If that car of his can make it...And if the guys don't spot us driving...

I've been gobbling junk for the past couple of days...A decent meal would be heavenly...
***

I saw Dawn...From a good hiding place...On her way to school this morning...

She looked a little better than the other night...

And I managed to sneak into a dorm at U-Cal Sunnydale and grabbed a quick shower early this am...

Red-letter day...So far...
***
Watched a couple of the movies Warren brought over... "Metropolis" was one...

Thanks, 'dad'...Just what I needed to see...An insane, soulless female robot, with a stolen human appearance and personality no less, goes on a rampage...

"Bride of Frankenstein" was kind of fun...Spike reminds me of Dr. Praetorius...

***
He actually is dressing up...Can't believe it...

So I threw on one of the dresses he bought earlier...It's a lot like my black one at home...Not bad really...

The little pervert got a lot of my wardrobe right except for the sizes...Most of the stuff I've had to exchange...When one of us could sneak over to the Mall...

Hope the stuff didn't cost Warren too much...I already owe Giles for that hole in his wall...

***
It went pretty well at the restaurant...

Finally, something decent to eat...And "Dr." Walthrop behaved himself rather well...

Naturally a couple of vamps but the only serious annoyance was...

Harmony...God, what was she doing there?...Well, I know what she was doing there...

She actually waved to us...Called us...Did she want us to spend the evening with her?...

Ok, I feel kinda bad for her...I guess I should have dealt with her a while ago...But I can't stake her poor kid...At least not when she's not trying to kill us...

***

Spike could be useful in the Glory fight...If he's as anxious to have me stay as he seems...

If I stay and watch Spike, he won't harm anyone...If I go, he'll have to be destroyed eventually...

Not that I'd mind, really...But...Eternity is a long time...

And I don't think it would be wise to try moving in with Angel...

***
April 30, 2001

[Suggested theme...Everyday Life (Dadada)]

The people that vampire hangs out with...God...

His network types will charge us 10% of whatever we make due to their references...Lovely...

Barely escaped Willow leaving the college library...Even in my make-up she might have recognized me...

***
Oh God, Buffy and the gang got Warren and held him for several hours today...

He didn't say much but she must have been furious...He won't risk coming over for a few days...

Neat trick sis pulled to get him...She masqueraded as me...Well, turnabout is fair play...

Poor 'dad' I can imagine how Buffy must have been...I really can...

Well, next time he'll think twice before helping a vampire buddy mindrape a victim...

Still, he can't have said a word...Terrified as he must have been...

My "hero" is on guard as I write...What a comfort...

***

May 1-2, 2001

I've taking to writing in my tank...It has a light and I sometimes don't fall asleep right away...

Also it's private...And Spike has been showing considerable interest in what I'm writing...

I've warned him if I find another creased page...He'll have a crease across the middle of his spine...

I can do it, too...Warren is right about my strength...I've been staking vamps right and left until they seem to have fled into permanent hiding...

Speaking of 'Dad'...He came by today...Buffy did a number on his fingers...But he never gave a peep....Or I wouldn't be writing this now...

I'm running rings around our new "cybergenius" as well...Although he is a working stiff now and can't follow me on patrol often...

Hate to admit it...But I miss him on patrol...He does liven things up a bit... Stumbling around like a moron, making what he considers brilliantly satiric comments on the world in general...

Earlier, he wanted to tell me some tales of his wartime experiences...World War II as a matter of fact...

He claims to have passed himself off as a Brit journalist in Russia...At the siege of Leningrad...

With Dru, no less...

While there is no reason on earth for me to encourage him...Well...I can't help feeling I should have listened a moment or two...

Amazingly so far the job is going well for him...But then Warren covers for him...

***
I saw Giles and Willow tonight...Patrolling together...

No sign of Buffy...And they were in a rough area for them to be alone...

No problems, thank goodness... I kept my distance and they never saw me....
***
May 3, 2001

Well...Coming up on my tenth day...

Definitely feeling less suicidal...

***
Spike told me a few things about himself today when I asked...

He sticks to the nerd poet human story...So perhaps it's true and he wasn't Hitler in his past life...

He has a picture...Of his...Mum...He calls her...

Amelia...Amelia Walthrop...

It was a pretty bedraggled picture...But she must have been a beauty...

Kept it...All these years...

She died a year before he did...Thank God he said...

Oh, Mom...How could I have been so careless?...So thoughtless, all these years?...If I had died...Transformed...

And now I know why he likes Dawny so much...He had a sister, her age...

Another Amelia...

And a brother, Philip...

No word as to Dad...So, I guess we have something in common...I never thought to ask him if he had family before...Still, never really had the time or opportunity, much less the desire...

Fortunately he avoided the urge to pay them a call after his little encounter with our Miss Dru...

***

Developments...Big time...

I found Giles and Willow back patrolling in the same area tonight...They were looking for me...

Thank God I was around as they ran into some trouble...

I nearly slipped out after the staking but Giles had seen me and called me back...

And I had to see them...Even if Buffy and the rest were waiting for me...

I wouldn't have cared...Not a bit...

Not that I want to die now...Not just yet, anyway...

***

We went back to Giles'...It was like being home again...They both treated me...Like me...Like their own Buf...

And then Giles brought in our guest...Professor Drages from U-Cal Sunnydale, by way of Athens, Greece...On sabbatical...Will and I thought he was some expert on the Knights of Byzantium...

We were right, in a way...He was...Being their Emperor-Commander, Constantine XXX, Hereditary Emperor of Rome and Byzantium...

And he was an expert on the Glorious Nutcase...

Whose story appears to be that she was Rome's Goddess of Glory and Victory... Right up until they abandoned her for their new religion...Then, one of his ancestors decided to desecrate and destroy her Altar...In 382, the emperor a young fellow, name of Gratian...Kind of a Xander...Well-meaning, blindly devoted to his cause...Never stopping to think...

So, as Willow put it...Glory was pissed...

Worse of all, the Altar contained the Key, a sort of neural energy battery, charged up over centuries with millions of minds...Her devoted followers...Which she used to enable herself to project into our dimension...

Which may explain all the poor folks suddenly stricken with insanity around here...Extra juice for Glorificus?...
***

Glory came screaming in...She didn't mind them changing religions but to humiliate her and cut her off from her followers...After all she'd done for them, defeating barbarian gods and demons, leading their armies to victory...

One must admit, pretty poor recompense...But hardly justifying the destruction of all humanity...

But she had a brother, Benedictus...Really her counterpart...Healing and Mercy as opposed to Glory and Victory...He beat her to our world and blocked her... "Cork in a bottle", Will called him...

He's been around since then...1600 years!...And while immortal, he's powerless...Except in his ability to restrain the nutcase...

Though sadly the Emperor has no contact with him or any idea what form he's taken...
***

Somehow the Key survived the destruction of the Altar...And was hidden away...

By Benedictus' followers, the monks...Who adjusted his status to fit him into the Christian framework...As a saint of healing...

Apparently Benedictus is also linked to the Key...It's the portal for him as well as Glory...But all was well, he not minding living in our world at all...Until...

My old friend the Master played with the Hellgates...And Glory, trapped between dimensions for 1600 years, got a fresh jolt of energy from her old dimension...Loosened some of Benedictus' bonds...

And was able to push him aside for brief periods and enter our world...Not long enough to wreak the havoc she wanted but enough to begin her hunt for her Key...And reach her surviving worshipers, the Brethren...

Obviously, a devoted bunch to have waited around so long...

The Emperor didn't know where the Key had been hidden, Thank God...The monks feared he and the Knights would take the direct approach and destroy it, destroying or at least sending back Benedictus as well...

Phew...But I knew that...Or Buf'd have been fighting off a host of Knights at home for the past month...

After learning Glory had destroyed the monastery where Benedictus' followers kept the Key, the Emperor despatched his Knights to trace it...Apparently they tailed my monk here...Although they suspected the monks had sent it to me...

So, I have developed a reputation...Wait til sis hears...

***

The Emperor's people were a little overenthusiastic about reaching the Key...He hadn't meant for them to confront me...er...Sis...And apologized...

Which is why they've kept a lower profile since the night I...Buffy...ran into three of them...

He came as soon as he could make arrangements about his sabbatical here...Apparently although he no longer has an Empire to rule, the Byzantine Emperor still commands a good deal of power in our world...Behind the scenes...

He contacted the Council...The Knights work to protect the world from evil, especially anything left behind by the Romans/Byzantines on their bad days...Sort of cleaning up after their ancestors, you might say...Sometimes they and the Council have worked together, so he knew he could reach me through them...

And so he contacted Giles...To try sweet reason with me...Persuade me to help him or let him destroy the Key...

And of course learn whatever he could from us...Though he may have hoped that once I knew his intentions were honorable, I'd cooperate... He must now realize I'm not protecting the Key because it's my job or because I love the monks...

And Giles...Well, can't blame him for wanting to put me in sis' place...And it's what I want...The logical thing...Three times stronger, after all...

And maybe, it's the reason I'm here...Whatever the blond twerp may think...

The Emperor has hinted that he will wait only so long to hear my decision...Giles thinks he'll let me try to deal with Glory but if he thinks I'll lose...He'll do whatever it takes to get the Key...

Which I will not let happen...Though I understand the Professor's intent is good, far less selfish than mine...And he is ready, even expecting, to die at Glory's hands when she loses the Key...

A sweet man really underneath the Emperor, but still a Caesar there...Will and I were both impressed...

Got to sign up for his history class...Bet it will be something...

***

I could see Will was feeling guilty after the Emperor left...She knows what's up...I hope she can understand and not blame Giles...He really has no alternative...

Except to let the Emperor or Glory have Dawn...Which I realize now was very likely his intention when he agreed to meet Professor Drages...

It's only natural...I...Buffy is the only kid he's ever had...And he knows Dawn is not real, a false memory...

To him, a malicious game on the part of the monks to play on my...Buffy's... emotions...

Only natural my second dad would be willing to let the false sister die to save the real one...But I can't let that happen...Neither Buffy or I could bear it right now...And if Buffy learns what Giles is up to...Dawnwise...

She'll lose her second father as well...By her own choice...

***
It was hard to leave Will like that...Knowing how guilty she felt...As if she'd set me up...

And she can't bear to think about...Me, with Spike...

However, I tried to reassure her on that score...

Still, thinking about it...I suppose it seems dreadful from her point of view...

But, Eternity is a long time to be alone...

Even if all I ever do for him is keep him out of trouble and watch for the day he must be destroyed...

But I need him for this fight...I realize now...I can't protect Dawn from the Knights...

They're human...And Giles knows that, I'm sure...

Of course with his chip, Spike's not likely to be much help there...But at least, he could be there while I fight Glory...And if I can arrange some help...

Giles is sure to arrange to have Dawn around...Where the Emperor or Glory can get her...Just in case I lose...

***
Spike got back a few minutes ago...I let him have the whole story...

If he wants to prove himself to me, now's the time...
He was honest about it...After trying to joke it all off...

He'll fight with me...He'll try to help Dawn...But...only up to a point...

He won't let me be destroyed...

Well...So this is the guy who wanted to rip my throat out the past couple of years...

I was touched, I admit it...

Of course he did manage to compare me to Drusilla in my killing ability...Charming...

Still...

When this is all over, I have to consult Will and Giles on vampire redemption...

Though I agree with Will's decision last year not to try the curse on Spike and Dru...Whatever their demons are, their souls don't deserve that kind of torment...

Spike does seem more human every day...The chip, perhaps?...Or is he growing on me?...

Well, lock two people away in a crypt for a couple of weeks...But we'll see how he does in this fight...

He's hitting the books if you can believe it...He really seems to want to do well at the new job...

First real job in a century...If you don't count mass killings...

***
Tales from the Greenwood Crypt...Buffy Rebecca's Sunnydalopolis journal...Part II

May, 4 2001

Took an exam in history this am...8:00am...

The supplemental memory(sm) does not kick in during such things...

Dear old 'dad''s work...Apparently sexbots and mindrape are ok, extra help on college exams is immoral...

Think I did ok...Oh well, I'm still on audits for now...
***

[Suggested theme..."Dr." Walthrop, family man (A Hard Day's Night)]

Twerp raved on about bionetics last night...Severn apparently thinks...God... "highly" of him...He seems to think he invented the subject now...I sweetly asked him a couple of questions via the old sm that brought him up short...

Maybe I shouldn't have...I must admit it was nice to see him so enthusiastic about something that doesn't involve blood, torture, and murder...

He's clearly terrified about what will happen with Glory...So much so he was mapping out strategy for me this morning...Wants to speak to some "experts" in the underworld...

He's taken to bringing the most ridiculous stuff home...A blender...A mixer...A microwave...Well the microwave I can use...And the coffee-maker was useful...

Does he expect me to cook now?...Claims he just wants to make sure I have what I need...

I need to go home, I told him this time...Give me that and the other stuff can go back...

That got him preety good for a while...He retreated to his section in the lower depths, I thought to sulk...then, after a bit knocked on my room wall and gave me a box...

Things he kept from our basement...That I hadn't seen and grabbed...Plus some new stuff from our trash...The little...

Pictures, junk, stuff of Mom's...And Dawn's...He said he would have given it all to me sooner but wasn't sure if it was a good idea...

I didn't know what to say...But I didn't throw it in his face so...

I guess neither of us can ever go home...

[Suggested theme...Come Softly to Me]
***
Some developments...

Will had informed me when we met that Buf is out...sedated...Probably for the next few days, thanks to Giles and his little pill kit...

Guess it's the best thing for now...

As the coast was more or less clear, I went to talk things over with old Warren at Xortox...I have an idea that Spike should not hear just right now and I need more info on my brain, energy flow,
etc...

Quite a thing to see my birthplace at last...Warren was proud papa today, showing me around...Fortunately Buf didn't break anything the other day...

We discussed a few things...Including neural energy and the link between Glory, Benedictus, and their home dimension...New fields for my "cybergenius" dad certainly but he was intrigued...

Glory goes for the energy stored in the human brain...If she got a wallop of pure electrical energy instead...

But would it disrupt her energy bridge to home?...Or just make her stronger...And...

Could my brain handle that kind of energy?...

***
Warren thinks a powerful surge of a different energy than Glory feeds on might do the job...

Unfortunately...It would fry my brain into a mass of goo...Unless we can divert it to that metal skull of mine...like a car in a lightning storm, Warren says...The brain won't be assaulted...Although...

The electromagnetic radiation resulting from the charge could disable my brain...

Insanity, great...

And...

I hate lightning...Always have...The thought of lightning in my head makes me panic...

Warren will look into ways of shielding me from it...

He says I won't see it in any case...Which is a relief...

***
I can't help feeling sometimes that somehow Spike and I were meant to be together... "Dad" and I discussed it...Warren swears he did nothing to force that thought...

Well...Glory first, then I'll deal with the good "Dr." Walthrop...

Walked home from Xortox, watching out for Xander, Dawn, anyone who might know me...

It was great to be able to stroll around a bit...

I think it's time Dr. Walthrop took me out for a half-decent meal again...And I want to make a stop in town afterwards...

At Mom's museum...As long we have a couple of days before Buf is back out on duty...
***

Spike was nervous about eating in town...And floored when I told him I wanted to stop by Mom's workplace...Fortunately I didn't tell him about walking around town this afternoon...

***
Mission: Improbable...

[Suggested theme...Mission:Impossible]

Spike had no idea I intended to hit Mom's office...Before Buf is well and does it herself...Or Dawn does...But in our case, after normal museum hours...

There are pictures there...Mom kept a whole lifetime supply in her office...And I wanted some of them...
***
We ate at the fish place up the street...I think I recognized a couple of folks from the museum but no one came over...Not a serious problem if they had in any case...

God, I love to eat...Thank God for Slayer metabolism in sis' case and robot metabolism in mine...Else we'd be elephantine...The waiter's eyes bulged when I asked for seconds and a third to take home...

Surprisingly Spike likes fish...I guess he'll be getting it twice come to think of it...
***

We slipped in just before the place closed...I avoided anyone whom I knew, then sweet-talked the security guard until we could hide in the restrooms...I didn't want to be seen walking out with the stuff...If word got out to Buffy, she'd be after us, sedated or not...And all I want are a few of the extras...

From the way Spike acted, you'd have thought we'd broken in to steal the crown jewels...I swear he kept looking for lasers and booby traps the whole time...

It really was just a matter of forcing Mom's office door then her desk drawers without breaking anything...

Door I handed ok...The drawer I thought I'd have to break when my "cybergenius" came to the rescue...

He's learned a few criminal techniques since his unfortunate demise...

Mom even had the old ashtray Dawn made her...in third grade...

I only took that and the duplicate photos that I knew Buffy and Dawn had at home...

Then...a leetle trouble...

***

I only meant to hurry out...I opened the main door without thinking...

Broke the lock of course, and triggered the alarm...

Guess I don't know my own strength when I'm nervous...

We ran out like maniacs...Dodged around the corner and did our best to assume a mild-mannered couple on the town expression as we strolled back...And saw the crowd...

What, a break-in?...At our beloved art museum?...Shocking...

Then I realized...I had dropped the box of stuff when we fled...

All that for nothing...And when it got out what had been found left behind...

Buffy would be on the street in ten minutes...

But Twerp just grinned and showed me the box...Caught it and carried it with him...

"Knew you'd want it, Buffy..." he smiled...

He has his uses...
***
May 5, 2001

No word as to who set off the alarm at the art museum...Nothing was taken so it was put down to kids...Or an accident...

Spoke to Willow today by phone...Had her call me back from a pay phone...I must get together with her to talk over the Glory fight...And I must speak to Xander...As Buffy...

He's the only possible choice to help Spike protect Dawn from the Knights when things get going...Will and Tara would be too busy helping me...

Will reluctantly agreed to have us meet tonight at the Mall...I'll be posing as sis...Who will hopefully still be incapacitated with Dawn at home...After Xander agrees to Dawn-duty, and I know he will, God bless him...I'll try to find some way to tell him who I really am...

Spotted a Glory minion, I'm sure of it...While on patrol early this am...Short, scabby...Near the house, looking for us I suppose...I meant to grab him but if I attracted Dawn's...And therefore Buffy's attention...

Glory can't know yet about Dawn...She'd never hesitate...
***
William Walthrop, class of 1880...I got the Cambridge yearbook via interlibrary loan...
There he was...In his Victorian suit and collar...

He wasn't lying...A college student...On scholarship...

When getting a scholarship really meant something if you weren't wealthy and connected...

And all of it...his work...his mother's sacrifice...For nothing...

My God, he's a dyed blonde...

So, something else in common...

***
Leaving for the mall... "Dr." Walthrop will naturally not be joining us...

I must admit he's making a determined effort to learn whatever it is Warren lets him do...

***
Tales from the Greenwood Crypt...Buffy Rebecca's Sunnydalopolis journal...Part III

May 7, 2001

In the tank...Probably for a while...

So...William Walthrop truly is in love with me...And I think I might possibly be falling for him...

But to begin...

On Saturday night my friends and I defeated the Goddess of Glory and Victory ...

With considerable help from the Knights of Byzantium, commanded by their Emperor...

***

It started innocently enough...

[Suggested theme...Mall Night (American Bandstand)]

Will met me at Sunnydale Mall as planned...As if it were any other Saturday mall night...Where I'd gotten loose of Dawn...

We explained to the others that Giles was minding her...A chance for me to relax...They accepted that readily enough...

God, to see them all again...I had to control myself or I'd have blown everything in the first ten minutes...

At that Xander was startled by my hugging him...But Will passed it off as combination of medication and my embarrassment at nearly killing him the other day...

I?...Buffy?...nearly killed him?...

During the Warren interrogation it seems...Apparently he tried to stop me from hurting poor Warren and I...Buffy...didn't care to be stopped...

Poor old 'dad'...Luck he got out of it so easily...

We got something to eat and sat around watching the mallers...Just heaven...I never realized how much it means to be able to sit with friends and family and just...

Pure heaven...Though...I rather wished Spike could be a part of it...

He's so desperate to be a part of it again...Humanity...

No wonder the little pest was following us around like a flea on a dog for the past year...

I hate to admit it but I was desperate to tell someone...Will maybe...about how well Spike was doing at Xortox...

After all, the guy's a classics major breaking into cybernetics...And dead for a century...

It might raise his standing a little with them...

***
I finally got down to business and asked Xander to speak with me alone...

Naturally that upset poor Anya...Who knew before he did what I was up to...

And let me know she was not amused...

Poor kid, she really loves him...He's so lucky...

Xander, for God's sake, you better appreciate that girl...Well...I bet he does...

And as I expected he was ready to do anything for Dawn...

Sometimes...I think I was a fool to pass that guy by...

But then, I wouldn't have a brother...

***
Well, Xander agreed to guard Dawn against the Knights...But before I could tell him who would be his assistant or who I really was...All hell started to break loose...

Anya demanded that I speak with her alone and gave me both barrels...Understandable...

But in the midst of her speech, she saw Buffy and Dawn...At a store up the corridor...And I knew right away when her jaw dropped...

I shouldn't have been surprised...I went to Saturday mall night once with double pneumonia...A little medication wasn't going to stop me...

We ducked into the nearest store...I don't think Anya quite trusted me once she knew...

Then...rather hilarious...Who should have decided to pop his head in the Mall but my own dear live-in...the good "Dr." himself...Who got nervous about Dawn...the "Niblett"...And finding them out, realized...rather cleverly...That there was only one place in town they'd have gone on Saturday night...

And who should have seen the distinguished "cybergenius" but the subject of his latest and greatest experiment...My dear sis...the Slayer...

The rather pissed Slayer...Glory-level pissed Slayer...

She went into attack mode at once...Made me proud, considering the meds and all...

But I was more worried about Dawn...I was hoping to catch her alone for just a second...My outfit and Buffy's were vaguely similar...She might be fooled in a quick encounter...And I could have spoken to her...

Incredibly stupid idea, of course...But one which I was given no chance to put into effect...As I suddenly noticed some people were paying a lot of attention to my younger sister...

And as they weren't short and scabby Brethren, I had to assume they were Knights and that the Emperor had figured out who Dawn was...

And had run out of patience with me...

***

They were Knights and they were after Dawn...Before she ever saw them, I'd managed to toss them back...Despite my mortality failsafe, it seems I have no problem hurting human beings...

Thank God, Warren is so literal-minded...
***

Meanwhile my "hero" was getting a lesson in space flight from my sis...

Will and Tara moving to help him...He sure needed it...

But things were moving even faster than we guessed...Glory was already there...

Or at least, her counterpart Benedictus was...

Benedictus...the same Doctor Ben who was so sweet with Mom and all...

Whoa...The same Ben...Whom I nearly dated...

Glory's counterpart...Who'd spent 1600 plus years here to save the world from his manic sister.

Brought in under heavy guard by her minions...

And very shortly, Glory was in fact, there...

***
Buffy realized almost as fast as I did that the situation had changed drastically...And realized that I was there as well...

Fortunately Will got her to agree to go outside with her...for a moment...

And she released my live-in...

I got Tara to call Warren from the payphones...He'd promised to be ready to help at a moment's notice...

This was that moment...

Just as Buffy and Will went out, I called to Buffy and told her Dawn was ok...

She looked at me blankly and followed Will out...

Poor kid, things moving a little too fast...What with the heavy meds and all...

First time we've ever spoken...Naturally, about Dawn...

***
I checked Spike over...He wasn't more dead than usual...

Glory was getting organized...Down at the mall food court...

And I saw Xander had acted quickly to get Dawn to a safe location...Above us on the second floor...Good old Xander...

Anya is wrong...As far as I'm concerned...

Xander Harris is superhuman...

***
The Brethren had come pouring into the Mall and I could see them in the parking lot through the windows...Along with a bunch of the usual vampire mercenaries...

But the Knights were moving in as well...

I managed to get my "hero" on his feet...It was nice of him to come to the mall, looking out as to Dawn's condition...

And I must admit...I was glad to have him there...

We moved up to meet Glory...Not exactly the battleground I'd expected...But...Could be worse...

"Dr." Walthrop was a little battered after Buf's greeting...And not thrilled at the situation...

But he stood with me...

***

The Knights marched in after us...And I saw Will and Tara had joined them...

Glory was wearing some kind of shimmering armor, surrounded by her Brethren...Quite a few of them...

She headed towards us...

The Knights reached us...The Emperor with them...I got off a grin to Will and Tara...Who looked good in their armor...

Then I realized the Emperor had spotted Dawny with Xander and was sending some of his people to them...

***
I looked at Spike who saw it as well...He got ready to head up...But then the Emperor looked at me and I at him...And he nodded to me...

I had my chance...

The group of Knights sent upstairs spread around where Xander, Dawn, and now I could see, Anya were watching...

Glory was bearing down on us...

***
Just as her Brethren got engaged with our Knights out in front of us...

Another group of Brethren came falling back in at the other end of the mall, from the parking lots...

Pursued by Knights, who were led by...Sis...Who looked ridiculous with a helmet half on her head...

Glory seemed a little...Confused...Seeing that there were two Buffies now...

***
She and one of her minions discussed the situation...Apparently they got the idea that one of us twins was the Key...And since I wasn't charging into them...

Couldn't have worked out better...

But Glorificus now showed that she deserved the title...And blasted Buffy and her Knights back with some kind of shock wave...Sounded like a shrieking cat...Amplified 10,000 times...

Blasted part of the second floor right down on top of them...Thankfully Sis was not hurt...But she couldn't get through to us...

Glory blasted the entrance behind us as well...And left us isolated...

Then came down on us...Her Brethren battling our remaining Knights...

***
Thankfully Warren had kept his promise and reached us just before the entrances were blasted...

Spike...William never left me...Right by my side...Even when Glory blasted everyone around me to their feet...

Well, by my side, flat on his back...

Glory wasn't certain if I was the Key or not and proceeded cautiously...

Befitting such an experienced veteran...
***
Will and Tara came up like heroes...I think Will hoped to reach Benedictus...But Glory threw them back...And went for poor Tara...

William saved her just in time...And then became the focus of the Glorious Nutcase's attention...

Until I pounded her one...Good...
But I could see even I couldn't do more than slow her down...

At a very painful cost...For which, I am eternally grateful to my dear 'dad''s genius...

Pain perception...He had to give me pain perception...

***

I managed to slip into the bookstore where Warren was setting up and he passed me a cable like the ones I used to use to charge my batteries before we set up the external charger...But plugging into a whole new socket...

He was terrified...For me...I blew him a kiss before I left and told him it would be ok...

My dad...Sweet guy when he isn't building sexbots...

He should get out more...But then, since hanging with us, he's really shown some potential for character improvement...

***

Glory wasn't fooled...She couldn't believe the Emperor would let me fall right into her hands if I was the Key...

She threw me back a few times as I tried to keep her away from Will and Tara...Will was in rage at her over Tara whom Glory'd got a hold of before William threw her off but hopefully hadn't hurt much...

My friend Willow, charging the Goddess of Glory and Victory...Now that's an image I intend to keep as long as my systems keep running...

***
Fortunately after hurling Will back, Glory kept on me...But then she tried Spike...I was getting a little beat by now...And I could see he was in despair...Couldn't bear the thought...That I was slipping away from him...

But he kept with me and told Glory nothing...Dawn was getting nervous about me, and called out after Glory smacked me back again...

Glory saw her and the others and she turned to Xander, up in the second floor balcony...Made her usual threats...Which he ignored, my dear Xander...Well, Anya's dear Xander...My dear brother Xander...

We fell back a little...Glory was having some trouble moving...Benedictus was fighting her...Which was confirmed by his head appearing briefly out of her chest...Arguing with her...Very gross...

I must have looked pretty bad by now...I felt awful...William was in tears...I could see it...Oh...God, William the Bloody...crying for me...He looked at me, pleading...And then...

He dropped behind me...Towards the cable...I felt him lifting it...Nearly stumbled...I looked at him...I knew what he wanted to do...But...I hoped...I knew...He'd come through for me...William Walthrop...the human...Was...Is...a good man...

Who loves me...

He did...So I guess...He does...

He dropped the cable and headed up to Dawn who was in trouble...

The Emperor felt I was losing...And was ready to do what he felt had to be done...

After all his people still in the parking lot were sticking something together that looked a hell of lot like an A-bomb...

Guess a last-ditch Glory stop...

So naturally, Dawn's preservation was not as high on his list of priorities as on mine...

***

But I had my William and Xander to save her...And they did...With a little help from Anya...And Giles who was in a Knight's outfit and had decided he cared more about Dawn than his calculations of the past few days would have admitted...

My guys...

***
Well, Glory had run out of juice and needed immediate recharge...But more important, the little minion with her, Dreg, had seen the Emperor watching Dawn...

And put two and two together...And ala Douglas Fairbanks, swung out over us to drop at Glory's feet and tell her...Dawn was the Key...

Glory moved on her...But couldn't move much, thanks to good old Ben...Benedictus...

And there were only two possible sources of neural energy near her...Her little boyfriend...And yours truly...

She very kindly chose me...

***
Bad choice...

Dad's scheme worked brilliantly...Glory got a full charge of good old electroshock...Result...

Two powerless gods, Ben and Glory...

And a Glory who it seems has re-entered infancy...Mentally at least...Without memory...

I got floored of course...And was out for some time...

[Suggested Buffy Rebecca's Theme (Here Comes the Sun)]

Dad brought me back...The look on his face...

If I hadn't felt so sorry for him...And in such pain...I'd have teased him mercilessly...Poor old Dad...

And then I saw...William...Looking at me...Shattered...Shaken...My poor William...William Walthrop, human...

From now on...

If he wants it...And can maintain it...But I think...

He does...And will...

***
Will...Willow, I mean...grinned back at me...

Dawn...Well, she had to be held back by William...Fortunately Warren let him know how bad I looked close up...

Buffy came climbing over the debris...And did what I know I would have done...

Pulled Dawn back and refused to look at me...

But William...Smiled at me and called me... "The Greatest Slayer of All Time"...

Yeah, well...

It's nice to have friends to cover for you...

***
The Emperor of Rome and Byzantium kneeled to me...And kissed me...

Rather a trip, that...

I'll take it as a honor for all Slayers...

Hope I can make his class...
***
Warren told me the Emperor has decided to let shocked, powerless Glory live...In Ben's care, and his...Safely watched at the rebuilt monastery...

Although she isn't likely to ever be able to do much damage again...With her looks, it's probably lucky for her she has a good brother to look after her until she makes what recovery of her mind she can...Maybe if she doesn't remember anything, she might even make a passable human...

Her little minion Dreg is going with them...Brave little fellow, if on the wrong side...Warren said he clambered over the rubble in three stores to get poor Glory a toy...With various broken ribs and whatnot...

They're getting off pretty lucky, all things considered...But so long as her victims will recover and she can't hurt anyone else...
***
Afterward, Dad got me out to his van...I saw Buffy come out after us...

William and Warren guarding me...Their little girl...Geesh, guys...

Still...An improvement over how we all started...

Guess I finally have a family after all...

***
Warren sheepishly escaped back to me...Meeting with Buffy was not something he relished...

Well, 'dad' I could have told you...And after all...

I passed out about a minute later...Then came back to just as William joined us...

Much to my surprise...Buffy is willing to let us go...So long as we go...Oh...

Well...It makes sense...Dawn would never forgive her now if she destroyed me...

We have a little time for my recovery...Then we are to get lost...

William says Dawn wants to see me...Before we go...

Apparently there are issues...

I know...I am Buffy after all...
***
May 8, 2001

[Suggested theme...Come Softly to Me]

All day in the tank...Very quiet...Feel awful...

William brought me dinner...Did he cook?...Maybe Warren picked it up...I hope he didn't order take-out to here...The poor delivery guy'd have had a fit...

The little idiot actually took a video of me when we got back...Me covered in blood...

No doubt he loved that...A keepsake...

Alright, I admit it...I wanted to talk about the fight...And was all keyed up...Like one of those wounded people who doesn't feel a thing at first after an accident...

Then it hit me...Thanks for the pain, 'dad'...

William had to help me undress...First and last time for that for some time you can be certain...

He cried to see it...It was bad...Must be half my skin ripped off below my neck...Torn off and the muscles exposed...And it feels like it...

Before it must have been some kind of shock-like thing...

He ran to the phone and got Warren...Who was getting some things from his lab for me anyway...

Biotank time...He managed to carry me over...I must admit it was bliss by comparison...

Poor William...Cried twice for the first time in a century...Must be a shock...

***
In the tank...And loaded with painkillers...They actually work somehow...Something to due with the way my brain tries to respond to my body and the environment in normal human fashion, Warren says...

William...And I...Begged him to shut down the pain receptors...He wanted to but didn't dare...

My brain isn't a computer...It can't just be opened and ripped apart...

Comforting in a way...But right now...

I sure wish I had an off switch...

***
[Suggested theme...Buffy Rebecca's Theme]

A leetle better...

Time to think...William Walthrop loves me...I believe that...But Spike is very much there as well...And...

What he did to me...To Buffy and me...Was evil...Yet...

Walthrop is not guilty...He has been in torment for over a century...Trapped... no one to help him...

The only way out...To urge his demon to challenge every Slayer, every foe...Find one who could beat him...And release his soul at last...

Then he found me...Buffy...

And somehow he knew...Salvation was at hand...

Then the chip...Thank God for the Initiative...

An electronic conscience...Pushing Spike back down...Forever?...Well, at least until it fails...

But what about...Our little party with Dru...

Well...He didn't revert...Completely...Permanently...

Great...Now I'm making excuses for him...

But...Angel...We loved him...He was what we wanted...The good, redemption-seeking vampire...

The good patient who never complains...The hospital staff loves them...And they die so gracefully...No trouble...A brave, chipper remark at the end...

Until we saw what Angelis is capable of...Underneath...No, I won't be unfair to him...That is not Angel...

But Angel had redemption given to him...Spike...He has to earn it...

Spike...Yelling, screaming, biting at us...Daring us to kill him...Not a good patient...

The staff does not like him...

But somehow keeping his demon from Angelis' style excesses...Somehow keeping just a little spark in there...

But is that enough?...To deserve redemption?...Forgiveness?...

But forgiveness for what?...For falling into Dru's path?...Will I be worthy of forgiveness when my moment comes?...If and when my demon kills...Will I be responsible?...

I have always been so troubled by what I do...Do I give relief to the accursed?...Or am I a killer just like them...I mean, after all, from their pov...

They're just out hunting for their food and I come along...

But if there are human souls...Still trapped in there...And I release them?...

So...If I care for William Walthrop?...And he is trapped in Spike?...

We'll have to talk...And I need to sleep...
***

Feel a little better...He's been checking on me, tip-toes...Although he managed to whang the tank one good, last time...

Thank God I was awake or I'd of jumped through the lid...
***
Been thinking...Careerwise...

I like my psychology courses...Of course I'm repeating my last year's class...Minus Dr. Walsh, thank you...And therefore doing well...

Hmmn...

I'd be a fine acrobat...Could handle myself as a truck driver...

Ummn...

Women's sports...Hell of a tennis, baseball, or basketball player...Although one might say I had an unfair advantage...

And not a lot of future in those...Unless I go professional...Somewhat dishonest, perhaps...

I could join the armed forces...Free ticket to join Riley if it worked out...

I can't take orders...And what would happen to the good "Dr." Walthrop?...

God, I admit it...Housewife just popped into my head...

Like hell...At least as my primary...

Not that I'd sneer at it as my secondary...But...Not unless he...whoever it is...puts Househusband prominently on the list for himself...

Psychology?...God knows I could use whatever understanding of people and near-people I could get my hands on...

Child Psychology?...That would be nice, after a long night of Slaying...To work with kids...

Actually, it would...

And just what I'd need to understand the blond one...A little...

***

We spoke briefly...A very strange conversation through the tank lid...

I think he was testing my responses...Warren must have given him some kind of diagnostic checklist...

Hope I passed...

I asked him flat out...Does he want to die?...Is that why he hounds every Slayer he meets?...

He gave me a good answer...

He doesn't know...Well...It sounded honest...

Is there a human being in there?...Same answer...But...He feels that he still is William Walthrop, somehow...

Maybe....Maybe Dru screwed up the transformation...She was pretty young in vamp terms...And of course an utter psycho...

He says Angelis used to tease about that...And about his concern for Dru...

Who he says is innocent of any crime...Against him...At least her soul is...

So...He doesn't hate her...In spite of all the suffering...Well, that's what he says now...

How human Walthrop feels about it might be different...And yet...I don't think so...

He seems like the kind and forgiving type...

Spike always seemed a strange mix...And never a maniac like Angelis...Living to hunt and torment the innocent...

But I have to bear in mind...Without the chip...Spike is back...A killer...

Hmmn...I have a lot to think about...
***
May 9, 2001

[Suggested theme...Everyday Life (Dadada)]

Still in the tank...

Willow called and wants to come over...Maybe Xander too...

William wanted to say not yet...But I promised not to leave the tank...

Which ought to be interesting...

***
He's been a lamb about the arrangements...Even went and got extra chairs...

I think...If he can deal with the fact that I can not allow Spike to ever cause harm...There might be a chance for us...For William and me...

I'd love to be able to save one soul...Not send it off God knows where...

Save it...Or at least help it escape...

And I care about him...Inevitable I guess...

Spend a couple of weeks locked away with someone...You either grow to care for them...Or stick something into them...

But it can't be that easy...For either of us...

He's got a trail of victims back to 1880...Thousands...Most innocents...And yet...

How can William Walthrop be held responsible?...Would I...Buffy be able to fight my demon off?...Round and round the argument goes I guess...

Wish I could talk to Giles about this...

Well, in God's hands, as Mom and my first Watcher used to say...

But Willow will be here...Hurrah!...

God, I hope Buffy doesn't find out...
***

Slept till just before they came...But no chance of getting out yet...

Unless I want to terrorize them and get myself addicted to painkillers...

Interesting thought...Robot addicted to painkillers...

Had the strangest dream again...

In a class of Buffies...Dressed like...Well, Drus...Victorian...

William the teacher in front...A nervous one, trying to stammer out the lesson to us...

On poetry...British poetry...

Shelley, Yeats...Those fellows...

Just like the dream he had before I came out of the tank...

Well, he told me about it...It stuck in my mind...

All the others hooting him, several glaring at him...

Seemed unfair...He was doing his best, I thought...

So...I smiled at him...

Just like his dream...

Well, something to discuss in psych class...

With appropriate editing of course...
***
Willow is here...Xander...Warren...And...

Dawn...

Hurrah!...

But...What is Buffy doing?...

I can't believe she agreed to this...

***
She didn't...

My dear little sis blackmailed Xander into bringing her...

Threatened to leave Buffy for good if he didn't bring her...

Oh, Dawn...If I could get out of this tank...I'd smack your little bottom...

But I'm so glad to have you here...
***

Willow is getting used to the tank...Plopped down next to it to talk with me...

Dawn is worried by it...

Wants to know if I'm ok in here...

Fine, I told her...Just fine...A little minor skin soak...

Lying through my teeth...

But I do feel better with her...All of them here...Though guilty...

Poor Buffy...She's alone...And she did nothing to deserve this...
***

Willow says William is a hoot...All tweeded out and acting like he has guests over every day...

Welcome to the Walthrops...

She's shocked by my calling Spike "William", I know...

***

Dawn's with me now...I asked Will to leave us alone...She has to try and understand...

William told me what she said when she was with him after the Glory fight...

That she thinks Buffy hates her...Deep down...Blames her about Mom...Considers her a burden dumped on her...

Oh, Dawn...How could I love you so much if Buffy didn't?...What does she have to do to prove she loves you?...Die for you like the monks hoped she would?...

But I must admit...We do have an extra bond now...Both of us artificially created...And...

No...I won't think that...There is nothing evil about Dawn's creation...
***
Xander came back down...Afraid he hasn't quite accepted me yet...But he was nice and brushed off my apology for not telling him who I was the other night...

My brother...Who saved my sister...With some help from my...live-in...alright, my current fella...And my second father, Giles...And of course Anya...

Anya would have come...But she had to...

I understand...She's a little leery of me...After our little mall experience Saturday...

Giles didn't know they were coming to me...It's ok...He probably would be embarrassed after the other night...I asked Willow to ask him...Could I come and see him?...Before we have to go?...

She will...And thinks he will...

How will I be able to leave them?...For good...

***
Willow told me about Buffy's vision quest...The day I was born...With the First Slayer as guide, no less...

I thought she couldn't speak directly?...

***

So...Death is my Gift...

The gift Slayers keep on Giving, William couldn't resist saying when he heard us talking...

But is it the Gift we give or the one we get?...

Some gift if it's all we get, I must say...

***

Xander asked me if we're serious about moving to Crestwood...

It's not too far...Will Buffy accept it?...

Crestwood?...William is looking at Crestwood?...That crummy neighborhood...

That crummy neighborhood only ten miles away...Packed with vamp hangouts...

Lowest property values from here to LA and beyond...And once I get to work...

And only ten miles away...

I may kiss that twerp again before long...

***
Buffy is here...Well outside...

She brought Giles...Who came in...Upstairs...

To get Dawn...Who says she wants to stay...Here...

Oh, God...

***

Well, she agreed to go home...

Upset with us both now, I imagine...
***
Party is now breaking up...Understandably, considering we're busted...

Warren told me something interesting...Buffy wanted to see him, my poor 'dad'...

But she has agreed to help him with my recovery...

How, I wonder...Oh...

Another neural recording...To compare with mine...In case...Any deviations have appeared...

And if they have?...

He'll adjust them...

Hmmn...I thought my brain was supposed to be a sealed, un-"adjustable" thing...

He says he's not talking about some kind of brain surgery or...lobotomy...

Ah, my dad has a sense of humor...

If I could get out of this tank I'd teach him the meaning of pain perception...

But he means adjust the electric fields inside...

***
May 9, 2001...

[Suggested theme...Come and Go With Me]

Quiet...quiet...lovely quiet...

Dull...

"Hey, Walthrop"...I called to him...

"I think I can get out for a bit..."

He got me out...Had the robe waiting, as a true Victorian gentleman should...

Hurt still a bit...But I managed to get out for a few minutes and eat something...

***

Well...I let him know...At least I think he got the message...

Just a hand squeeze...No need for more just yet...Lets not rush things...

But I thanked him properly...And now...He knows...

So the die is cast...

Don't let me down, Walthrop...

But...I think he'll measure up...

Something instinctive I guess...
***

I Know Where I'm Goin'

Buffy Rebecca Walthrop-Summers, Buffy Rebecca Summers-Walthrop...

OH PLL...EASE....!

Not so bad really...
***
He gave me something to read...

Two new poems...By a long dead poet...

Well...
***
Ok...I can see straight now...

They're not bad...

I like the one about the lost bird...Moving from place to place to find someplace to call home...
***
I got out again and arranged some of my newer photos...Just back from the developer...He never stops taking them...Except since I came...Home...

Not since he cried to see me so hurt...

Well, maybe we can take some more now...
***
May 10, 2001

Out at last...And off to class...

Head's throbbing...But I've got to get to class...I can't fall any more behind...

We'll see if aspirin works again...Else I'll call 'dad' from school...

Should I kiss him goodbye?...Well...Lets not rush things...

A courtship for two immortals can afford to take its time...

Spike and Buffy Rebecca Love Theme

***
May 11

concentrate, concentrate...Warren says to try writing...and concentrate...
If I could just fo...fo...cus on one thing, I think I'd be ok...

Can't hold anything...One thought, just one...

It's no good...
Honey, I'm so sorry...Don't give up...Please...

***
Xander is here with Giles...

I have to say goodbye...

***

The following was entered by William Walthrop on May 11, 2001

Buffy Rebecca passed away from us at two o'clock this afternoon...

Our deepest thanks to our dear friend Warren who did all he could to save her...And our other friends, Willow, Xander, Giles, Anya, Tara...All of whom loved her and will pray for her...And of course my dear sisters, Buffy and Dawn who did so much to try and save her...May I prove worthy of them...

It's odd...This began with a promise by an artificial daughter to a dead mother who never knew her to protect a sister who never existed and one who would have destroyed her if she could...And it ends with a promise by a dead man to keep the same pledge...Only in Sunnydale...

*** Dear Joyce, take pity on her, I know your gentle heart will welcome her as it did me...Help me to have the strength to keep your girls safe and my pledge intact...

Mum, Amelia, Phil...hold her close and take her as yours...Forgive your son and brother his weakness and failure and help him now to have the strength to stay on the course his dearest wife has set for him and at last find his way back...

Oh sweet Jesus, my mother swore your mercy was infinite...Take the soul of my sweet wife and keep it safe...Take pity on my lost soul, show me the way to redemption whatever sorrow or burden I must bear, I will bear it...However long it may take...

And if you can find it in your heart...When the time has come...Open the gates of heaven for my Rebecca and me...

***

The journal was resumed three weeks later, after Buffy Rebecca's successful reactivation...


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