Buffy, the Video Slayer or There's no place like Sunnydale! By Ldynwaitin

Opening her eyes, she saw Spike holding her hand. "Buffy, are you well?" he beseeched her. He helped her to stand. She searched around, trying to recognize where she woke up. Her knees suddenly felt weak when she saw two suns setting on the horizon.

"Is my padwan well, Prince Spike?" Giles asked her.

"Now this movie I did see," Buffy said. "That makes me a Jedi Knight…Cool!"

"What is this movie that you speak of my young apprentice?" Giles asked her.

"I think I may have a problem with my memory, can you tell me why we're here?"

"The Jedi council has appointed us to protect Prince Spike from Dark Faith."

Spike gently smiled at her. He was dressed in a metallic blue shirt, opened to reveal his tanned chest. Buffy let out a pleased sigh. "I think I may want to stay here a little longer." Her hand reached up, to touch his smooth chest. His arm wrapped around her waist, he leaned down to whisper into her ear, "I doubt that we could ever surpass what we had last night."

"We could try," she said.

"No Buffy, we could never reach a higher plane then what we achieved last night."

"I believe you kept the palace awake the entire night," Giles said.

"It was the entire night?" Buffy moaned.

"I never imagined what a Jedi Knight was capable of," Spike said, with a chuckle.

"Um, I have a few more moves. Can I show them to you?" she pleaded with him.

His finger reached up, to touch her lips. "That my love, is the only place it does not hurt after last night."

"Oh why didn’t I appear last night?" Buffy moaned.

"Hey B, miss me?" Buffy heard Faith call out. Giles immediately pulled his light saber out, Buffy found she was also holding hers.

"Get behind us Prince Spike, we shall protect you," Giles said. "You shall not pass Faith. Your may have moved to the dark side of the force, but you are no match for two Jedi Knights."

"Three Jedi's there is," someone shouted from behind. A small green creature limped to join them.

"Andrew?" Buffy gasped. "Is that you?" She was shocked to see a mini-version of Andrew. His skin was green, and his ears wiggled when he spoke.

"Andrew I am, but call me Yo I will allow," he replied.

"Okay, I've just become a permanent resident of crazy world."

"You may be right B," Faith said. "Being crazy is the price we pay for being a Jedi, right girlfriend? Although I consider myself, wicked crazy."

"I suppose I should be saying, why are you here?" Buffy said. "I hope I won't regret it."

"I'm here to destroy the Jedi Knights."

"You will not win Faith," Giles hissed. "For we have a secret weapon."

"Oh yeah Giles? Whatcha gonna do? Bore me to death by watching you clean your glasses? You know I can beat you in a saber battle."

"Bored you may be, but my light saber has always been bigger than yours," Yo said.

"Yo!" Faith said. "I am so going to wipe this planet with your green butt!"

"Butt you may wipe, but I will flush the dark side from your heart," Yo said.

"And how are you going to do that?" Faith said.

"We prepared for your coming," Giles said. "Can you defeat, the Potentials?"

Everyone jumped back, as a hoard of potentials swarmed out of the ground, and rushed to Faith.

"I want to go home…I'm hungry…Do you like my hat?…I need to use the washroom," they all began to say.

"Get out of my way!" Faith screamed. She tried to fight her way through.

"Hit them, I do foresee," Yo shouted. "For it is well known how low you stooped to get where you are."

Faith ignited her light saber. She immediately cut two potentials in half. They both fell to the ground, suddenly they shimmered, and soon four potentials now stood where there were two.

"Soon you will find yourself under a tide of potentials," Giles shouted.

She halved two more potentials. She was soon overwhelmed by the young girls. "How the hell do you get rid of them!"

"When you figure that out, let me know," Buffy shouted. "I've been trying for the past few episodes!"

The battle did not last long, Faith was forced to retreat. "I'll get you Buffy Skywalker, and your little dog too!" (Sorry readers, couldn't resist)

"The Potentials drove dark Faith away," Spike declared.

Buffy felt his soft arms hug her to him. Spinning in his embrace, she gazed up at his smiling blue eyes. "At last we can marry," he said.

"Marriage not in stars, when going home you must do," Yo said. She saw Yo holding a DVD in his hand. "No!" she shouted. "Can't it wait for a day or two, or a week? A month sounds good."

"Sorry Buffy, but belong here you don't. No good will come from your marriage. Many days of hot, erotic sex is not the life of a Jedi Knight. Make right I must do."

"How about you send me back when I can't walk anymore?"

Yo suddenly hopped towards her. It was so quick she didn't have a chance to move out of his way. She quickly leaned in, to kiss Spike on the lips, just before Yo touched her with the DVD. As he passionately returned her kiss, she suddenly blacked out. She faintly heard someone say,

"Buffy, Buffy are you all right?"

She quickly opened her eyes. She let out a sigh of relief when she saw Xander standing over her. He threw out his hand, and helped her up.

"Buffy we were so frightened for you," Willow said.

"Willow, you won't believe what's happened to me."

"Look out!" Anya shouted. A demon lumbered by, Spike rushed to it. Pulling his hand back, he slapped it in the face.

"Ow!" Buffy heard the demon exclaim in a very human sounding voice.

"That's it, cut!" Someone shouted. Suddenly the dark cemetery they were standing in was flooded with light.

"Sorry Mike, did I hurt you?" Spike said.

Buffy saw the demon tugging on his head. She slowly stepped back as he pulled off a mask, to reveal a human.

"That's okay James," the man said. "It wasn't you, I hit my back on one of the tombstones."

"Okay, who forgot to put in the balsa wood tombstone?" the man that yelled cut shouted.

"Sarah, don't forget that you and Freddie are invited for dinner," Willow told her.

"Sarah?" Buffy whispered.

"Alyson, Emma and I are going to get some snacks while they reset the scene. Want to come?" Xander asked her.

"Sure thing Nick." She patted Buffy on the arm. "Don't over due things," she said. "Wouldn't want Freddie to be upset."

"Who the heck is Freddie?" she mumbled.

"I guess the honeymoon is over," Emma said.

"We'll talk later," Alyson mouthed, as she began to walk away.

"I don't want to talk later, I want to go back to my home in Sunnydale."

"Um Buffy, did you get a good nights rest?" Nick asked her. "I know a new marriage is taxing."

"Married! I'm Married?" she gasped.

Buffy was totally confused. As she gazed around, she saw she was on some kind of television set. Everyone here were either actors, directors or stagehands. She had no idea how she was going to get out of this setting. She saw Spike standing off to the side. He was strumming a guitar, and singing a tune.

She rushed to him, praying that he could help her get back to her own world. "Spike," she hissed.

"Hey Sarah, what do you think of the new song?" he said. It was then that Buffy noticed that he was not talking in an English accent. In fact, his whole demeanor shouted, rock star.

"I need to rest," she said. "I seem to have forgotten where my home…I mean the set for my home is." She began to wander off the cemetery scene.

"Sarah, you can't walk away. We need you for this scene," a man began to shout to her.

"Listen!" she said. Suddenly the set was quiet. "I need to study my lines. I had a hard day, I mean night with Freddie."

"Pay up," one of the stagehands said. "I told you they wouldn't last a year."

"Just give me a second," she said. She hurried off the set. She rushed down several dark corridors. She passed by the basement set, and a large set that looked amazingly like the Bronze. Finally she found her house, or half of her house. The back was totally open to allow room for the cameras.

She rushed to the television. She saw several DVD's stacked there. Hugging them to her body, she waited for the transformation to begin. After a few minutes, she could hear faint shouts.

"Sarah, we need you for the scene, NOW!"

"Darn," she hissed. "That's not going to work. I need to find a way to knock myself out."

"Best get back to the set," she heard James say. She saw him standing at the end of the set. He looked so much like Spike that her heart ached.

"So, you like to sing?" she asked him.

"Every chance I can get," he replied. "I love the contact I get with the audience. It's not the same when we do television. You can't see your fans on the other side of the lens."

Buffy thought it was so strange to hear him speaking in an American accent. As she began to hope she might be able to confide in him, several people swarmed into the room.

"James, you have several messages," a woman said. "Your agent said that TV guide wants an interview with you. Lucas left a message to see you, and Ms. Clairol wants to start a new line of hair dye. They want to call it, Spike White."

"Ms Geller," a woman gushed, as she rushed to her. "Your hair is a mess, let me fix it."

"That will have to wait, she is supposed to be training now," a muscular man said.

"She has to study her lines," a woman holding a script insisted.

"Help me!" Buffy squeaked.

"Such is the life of a star," she heard James say from beyond the crowd of people around her.

"But I don't want to be a star, I want to be go back to the quiet life of a slayer," she shouted. She tried to back away from the entourage. Slipping on a rug, she fell back and hit her head on the tables edge. "Thank you," she whispered, as she blacked out. She faintly heard someone say,

"Buffy, Buffy are you all right?"

End of Chapter Two