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Summary: It was Friday afternoon and she was leaning against the same wall she always leant against. Drabble-fic. COMPLETE

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Anita Blake > Buffy-Centered(Moderator)FaithUnbreakableFR155436,613102902514,7652 Feb 0830 Mar 08Yes
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Freedom

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Freedom

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Two weeks later Buffy stood in front of a mirror, twisting and turning to see her back and the bottom end of her tattoo. It was finally, after almost six months of itching, finished. The last line had appeared and healed and Damien had translated it for her.

“Buffy?” That was Ajo. “The dead boys are here!”

She could hear Asher trying to whack the hyena on the head while Damien laughed softly in the background. Chris and Jay picked sides and started cheering their champions on as they chased each other around the living room. How exactly she was going to survive life with the five of them wasn’t all that clear to her yet, but she’d figure it out. She had a whole lifetime to do it, now. Maybe more.

With a last look at the mirror, she crumpled the paper with the translation on it and threw it into the garbage. She knew it by heart anyway.

Although, if she was honest, she hadn’t really needed the translation in the first place. She’d known what the runes meant, even before Damien had given her confirmation.

And there will be trees in the desert and Shadow and child will be free.

Freedom. It was a funny concept after decades of war and death and constant battles. She was determined to figure it out though. It wasn’t often you got a clean slate and a new start.

But first she had to safe Asher from Ajo and go on a date and finish high school and figure out who had sent her that gift basket and go to college and maybe even fall in love.

She smiled.

Then she turned and walked out of the room, softly closing the door behind her with a click.

It was gonna be a busy life.

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Fin

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The End

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