That Homey Feeling Disclaimer:
Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon and Brothers & Sisters belongs to Jon Robin Baitz Summary:
Buffy already thought she had a big family, but she discovers an even bigger one, the Walkers. Slightly dysfunctional, but loving; just like the Scoobies. Spoilers:
Post “Chosen” and some slight ones for season 8. Post “Love is Difficult” and goes AU afterward, though I’m doing something that wasn’t done on the show. A/N:
Holly Harper will not be in this story, so the same for Rebecca. Buffy is taking her place, so that’s why the story is AU. A/N 2:
It took a while, but I got the ages of the siblings. The oldest four were easy to find, but I had to guess on Justin. So, as follows: Sarah 39, Kitty 38, Tommy 36, Kevin 34, and Justin is 28. And yea, Buffy is 26.
“Damn, B,” Faith whistled as they pulled up outside the Los Angeles home. “Didn’t know your family was livin’ like this.”
“Didn’t really have time to find out about financial situations with everything that’s been going on,” Buffy snapped. Taking a deep breath, she looked at the house, “Sorry.”
Faith shrugged and shut off the engine, “Don’t sweat it. I’d snap at someone too.”
Buffy took her eyes away from the house and gave Faith a look. “When don’t you snap at someone?”
Faith thought for a second and smirked, “Okay, so ya got me there. So, we gonna do this or what?”
“She knows I’m coming,” Buffy spoke. “It’d be bad to just ditch her.”
Opening the door, Buffy stepped out of the rental car and took in the whole neighborhood. It kind of reminded her of her home in Sunnydale. Y’know, if the homes in the Sunnydale were mansions and if everyone drove cars that had several numbers in the price.
Hearing Faith shut her door, Buffy stepped across the cut grass and walked along the path to the front door; even the door was huge. Taking another look at Faith who was blocking her exit, Buffy raised her hand and knocked. ‘I could probably take her,’
Buffy thought about her chances of getting around Faith. Her plan was halted as the door opened to reveal an older woman. She was dressed nicely, nothing too formal for their meeting. She had black hair, peppered with gray, but her eyes had a look of youth to them. Buffy figured she had to have that look with five kids.
“The first rule of slaying, ladies?” Buffy asked the group of young women in front of her.
“Don’t die!” they all yelled back.
Buffy nodded at their answer and paced in front of them. Every year, there were just a few slayers who didn’t quite excel in the area they were supposed to. They didn’t understand the concept of teamwork; maybe because there was just supposed to be one slayer.
“And how do you keep from dying?” she asked fired at them.
The girls looked at one another, not sure how to answer. The answer seemed obvious to them, but maybe she was just being tricky, they figured.
“Um, you fight with everything you have,” a brave slayer answered, meekly.
Buffy considered the answer, placing a hand on the side of head, contemplating it. It was a pretty logical one, just not the one she was looking for.
“That works, but I was looking for teamwork,” she nodded. “Individually, you girls are great, but you aren’t alone, not anymore. You work as a team, you need one another. Now I know your instincts are telling you that you don’t need help, but think about it. You can do more damage when you have someone with you and today, you girls are going to find out how much better it is.”
“Is commanding an entire army of slayers, like, built in to slayers?” a voice called from behind Buffy. “Cause I think so, you’ve been handling them like it’s second nature.”
Buffy smiled at the voice and turned away from the slayers to find her best friend, Xander, smiling back at her.
“Rowena, Leah, Satsu, you guys know what to do,” Buffy gave control over to her top three. Though they were three of the top slayers, even when the Council was being rebuilt years ago, they had still needed to learn the lesson of teamwork. They would be perfect for this job.
“I think they enjoy beating up the slayers a little too much,” Xander commented when seeing Leah toss several of the girls away with ease.
“Only a watcher would see that,” Buffy commented. She just loved riling Xander up about that. He may not have had the actual training, but he was the best equipped for the job of running the Scotland home base.
“Stop calling me that,” he grumbled. “It’s bad enough that everyone else is saying it, but I don’t need my best friend saying it, too.”
“It’s been three years, Xan,” Buffy laughed. “If I didn’t stop then, I’m not gonna stop now.”
“Let’s get outta here,” he pointed over his shoulder toward the door. “There’s something you need to see.”
Hearing the tone in his voice, Buffy followed him out the room. She wondered what could have happened. If Dawn had sex again, she was going to kill her! She already did enough damage the first time it happened.
“What’s going on?” she asked when he led her to command central. There were several slayers who worked in here, keeping in touch with bases around the world. Video feeds that showed what was happening, as well.
“Hello, Miss Summers,” a slayer nodded.
“I told you, Renee,” Buffy reminded her. “You can call me Buffy. Just like Xander makes you call him Xander.”
Xander gave Buffy a look, telling her to keep speaking. Sighing, she turned to a smirking Renee, “Or Sergeant Fury.”
“I’ll try to remember that,” Renee nodded. She handed Xander an envelope and turned back to her station.
“Someone sent a letter to the slayer posing as you in Italy,” Xander answered as his finger moved along the already opened seal of the envelope.
“You read it.” It was more a statement than a question.
“I wasn’t going to, but the Buffy in Italy did and told me that I needed to and then to pass it on to you.”
He gave her the letter and Buffy’s world came crashing down. Dear Buffy,
My name is Nora Walker. Two months ago, my husband, William Walker, died. He was a good man, but a few days ago, I was going through some of his things and found a letter. It was from a woman named Joyce Summers, your mother. Twenty-six years ago, my husband had an affair with your mother. She hid the pregnancy from him and you were born. When your mother died, the letter that I found was sent to William and he hid it from his family. When he died, I found the letter and found you. I can honestly say that I do not know why I wrote this letter, but you are still family, even if you aren’t my daughter. I know you must be very busy, but if you would like to talk, I’m here.
Sincerely, Nora Walker
“Buffy?” Xander tried to speak to her.
Her life was a lie? Her mom was her mom, but her dad definitely wasn’t her dad. Okay, so that wasn’t exactly a bad thing, but still. He raised her, for the first few years anyway, but that had to count for something, right? Another though struck her. It was a memory from when she was younger.
“Mr. Gordo,” Buffy whispered before taking off for her room. Xander, who heard her, scratched his head in confusion and followed after her.
Throwing her door opened, Buffy walked to her four-poster bed and picked up her favorite stuffed animal, Mr. Gordo. Hugging it to her small frame, Buffy tried to keep the tears from falling. She was supposed to be strong now, leading these girls against vampires and demons, not crying because of this latest piece of news. It wasn’t even a threat!
“Not everyone can run without taking a single breath,” Xander tried to break the silence. Though, he really was out of breath, Buffy’s room was far. Walking to his friend, he put his arms around her and placed his head on top of hers.
“Why didn’t she tell me?” she sniffed. “I knew things were happening, but there was time.”
“I’m sure she had her reasons,” Xander answered. “Maybe she wanted to protect you. The guy may not have been a good guy.”
There was more silence. The only thing that could be heard was Buffy trying so hard not to cry.
“I met him before, I think,” she pulled from Xander’s embrace. She held up Mr. Gordo and squeezed him softly. “I think he gave him to me. It was my birthday and all the kids in my grade were at my house. After I opened the presents, he walked in the room and gave me Mr. Gordo. I don’t know why I didn’t remember until now.”
“So what are you gonna do?”
“You must be Buffy, but please, call me Nora,” she smiled as she stood aside and let the two women in.
Buffy walked in first and took in the sight before her. The home was definitely had a home-y feel to it. She knew there were memories here, memories she wasn’t apart of. Why was she here again?
“Nice place,” Faith nodded. She was playing her part of awkward silence breaker pretty nicely in Buffy’s opinion, but she’d still take her out if she had to to escape from here.
“Thank you,” Nora’s smile seemed permanent. “Buffy may have mentioned you in one of her letters, but I can’t put a description with a face.”
“I’m Faith,” she answered. No need for a last name, they were still wanted by some people, after all.
“It’s nice to meet you.”
The three stood in the silence in the foyer, until Faith wondered if she had any food. “The drive took a while.”
“I can imagine,” Nora led them to the kitchen. She began pulling things from the fridge and a pantry, preparing to make them a few sandwiches when she started the questions.
Buffy knew this was coming. Ever since that first letter, there had been many letters being sent between the two of them. When Xander had asked her what she wanted to do last year, she said she wanted to at least contact Nora. She wrote her first letter, explaining that she had no clue about her dad not being her dad and she wasn’t sure how to react.
Nora’s response was to comfort Buffy and Buffy had laughed about. Here she was, comforting Buffy about a man she would never know and yet, Nora was his wife and he cheated on her. She didn’t understand how that worked, but she kept exchanging letters. They spoke about their lives, well, Buffy gave a heavily edited version, and Nora told her about her children, Buffy’s half brothers and sisters.
All she had was Dawn. Sure, the Scoobies were family and the slayers were her sisters as well, but now she had more people in her life that she shared blood with. And there were five of them. Sarah, the oldest was the president at her dad’s company, Ojai Foods. Then there was Kitty, who worked for a Senator. Her oldest brother was Tommy, who worked with Sarah. Kevin was next, a lawyer and finally, Justin. He was out of work at the moment. Buffy knew there was more to that, but she didn’t really need to know right now.
In her letters, she told Nora about moving from Los Angeles to Sunnydale and how she adjusted to school; then meeting Willow and Xander and becoming friends with Giles, her librarian. She underlined three times that Giles was not a pervert, as most people seemed to think that someone befriending sophomores in high school was a bad thing to do. Without having to explain the whole slayer, she quickly breezed through her three years at Sunnydale High and went on to talk about college. It was a little hard to write about Joyce dying, but she did it and moved on to their last two years.
When Nora asked about why she relocated to Rome, Buffy explained that Giles had a job waiting for him in England and Willow was also asked to work for his company. They were her family and she went with them. But, she had found a job in Rome and she and her sister moved there. But, when college time came, Dawn went to Berkeley and Buffy stayed there. Of course, it was all false as Buffy was never in Rome. Her decoy was doing a nice job at playing her. But that was beside the point. The letter exchange had been going on for a lot months before Nora finally asked if Buffy would consider visiting. I know the distance is quite a ways away, but if you were ever in States, I wouldn’t object to you visiting.
She was hesitant to do it, but something told her to take the chance. Well, everyone told her to take the chance and she did.
“Thank you,” Buffy accepted the sandwich from Nora.
“Are you going to be in town long?” Nora asked, wiping her hands on a dishtowel.
“A few weeks,” she answered after swallowing a bite of her sandwich.
“Good!” she smiled. “Then you can meet your siblings.”
“I-I don’t know about that,” she mumbled. “Do they really want to meet me?”
“Well, I haven’t exactly told them about you, yet,” she faltered. “But if I know my kids, and I do, they’ll be here, soon.”
As if on cue, Buffy could hear the front door opening and the sounds of voices making its way to her ears.
“This should be fun,” Faith smirked.
“Twins, can you believe it?” a voice happily spoke. The two slayers finally placed the voice with a face as a man walked in, followed by a woman and another man. The closeness between them screamed siblings.
“We believe it,” the second man sighed. “After the thousandth time, you’re having twins.”
“Is it possible that one belongs to Kevin and the other one belongs to Justin?” the woman laughed.
“Sarah, Kevin, stop bothering your brother about the pregnancy,” Nora interrupted the three as she hugged each of them. “Don’t worry, Tommy, everyone’s happy for you.”
“I know, mom,” Tommy spoke.
It was then that everyone took notice of the blonde and the brunette sitting at the island with sandwiches in front of them.
“Who’re your new friends, mom?” Sarah asked.
Buffy knew it was now or never and hoped that the news wouldn’t too bad for them to handle.
“This is Buffy,” Nora smiled as she looked in her direction. “Your father’s illegitimate child.” ‘Well, so much for gradually breaking it to them,’
Buffy thought. She wondered if the whole family was blunt like their mother.
Okay, so those were probably big Season 8 spoilers. Sorry. Any questions about Brothers & Sisters, feel free to e-mail me!