Title: Nightmare on Elm Street 7/11 +Epilogue
Pairing: S/X, W/O, B/R
Rating: NC17 (Graphic Violence, Character Deaths)
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: A killer is hunting the teens of Sunnydale High, killing them one by one in their dreams.
Warnings/Spoilers: A rip off from all the Freddy Movies, does not belong to me. Please don’t sue! Italics indicate dreaming. Also if you haven’t watched any of the movies be warned the ending is always lame, so be warned now.
Beta’d by: Dragonfly_64
Spike and Xander met in the parking lot of the high school. Spike had phoned him asking to meet him there to talk. He needed to find out what was going on. As soon as they were close enough they said at the same time, “What the hell is going on?”
Spike raised an eyebrow, “I’ve got no bloody idea pet. One minute I was in my garage and the next I was thinking about you and poof there you were.”
Xander frowned, “So what? Are you saying you pulled me into your dream?”
“Like I said Xan, I don’t know.” Spike sighed and walked them over to the football field. “It isn’t even possible.”
“Says the guy that is getting stalked by some dead killer in his sleep,” Xander shot back.
Spike blushed a little, “Point taken.” He paused, “So this could be a good thing right? I mean maybe if two of us are in a dream it will be harder for this fucker to get us.”
“Or he’ll be able to kill both of us at once,” Xander said pessimistic. He grabbed on to Spike’s hand. “Do you really think it’s possible?”
“I don’t know, worth a shot though, yeah?” Spike brought Xander’s hand up to lips kissing it.
Xander nodded, “Yeah, I mean he didn’t show up last night.”
“So we should go phone the others,” Spike replied pulling Xander back to the parking lot to go back to his house and call the others.
There was a loud knock on Buffy’s door before her mother walked in, “Buffy, it’s almost ten o’clock. You should try to get out of bed.”
Buffy rolled over to look at her mom, “Mom, it’s the weekend, the time to sleep in. Plus… I was supposed to meet Riley today. We were going to go to the fair the next town over.” Her eyes began to water.
Mrs. Summers sat on Buffy’s bed hugging her, “I’m so sorry about Riley, honey. He was such a nice young man.”
“We were going to get married.” Buffy told her mother, “After graduation.”
“I’m sorry, Buffy,” Mrs. Summers tried to sooth her baby girl. “Stay in bed a little while longer. How about we go out for lunch? We can go to that Italian place you like, how does that sound?”
Buffy gave a watery smile, “Thanks, mom. I-I’ll be down in couple hours alright? I just need some more sleep.”
“Of course,” Mrs. Summers placed a kiss on Buffy’s forehead before standing up. “I’ll wake you at noon alright?”
“Yeah thanks,” Buffy laid back down and turned her back to her mother and heard the door click shut. With a sigh she whispered, “I miss you, Riley.” And she fell back to sleep. Buffy stood in front of Riley’s grave, flowers in hand. She leaned down and placed them against the headstone. “Why did you leave me, Riley?” She whispered.
“I didn’t,” A voice came from behind her startling her.
“Riley?” Buffy turned around her eyes wide as she saw him. “You’re dead, this is just a dream.”
Riley wrapped his arms around her pulling her to him, “What makes you think that this isn’t real and that was the dream? You know I’d never leave you. I love you.”
Buffy raised a shaky hand to Riley’s face, “You’re still with me.”
“I’ll always be here with you,” Riley smiled and kissed her lips.
Buffy kissed him back, “I thought I lost you. I didn’t know what I was going to do.” She told him in between kisses.
Riley laid her down on the ground in the cemetery, kissing and caressing her. “Can I have you, Buffy? I want you with me.”
“I am with you,” Buffy replied still in awe that Riley was alive and with her.
“Forever,” Riley explained looking down at her. “I want you with me forever.”
A smile played over Buffy’s face, “Of course!”
A nasty look took over Riley’s face, “I guess it’s a good thing I got a roomy coffin then.”
“What? Riley that isn’t funny!” Buffy struggled under him. She screamed when two hands exploded from the soil grabbing a hold of her. “Riley, help me!” Buffy looked back up at Riley only to find Riley’s face melting away leaving only Angelus.
“I’m sorry; Riley can’t come to the phone right now. But I’m sure you’ll be seeing him very soon.” He placed his burnt hand over Buffy’s face before pushing down. The dirt turned into quicksand and her body began to sink.
The hands still held onto Buffy, it was almost a comforting embrace. That’s when she realized that it was Riley. Riley was the one that was pulling her down, the one that was slowly killing her. When she opened her mouth to scream for help the quicksand filled her mouth and then her nose.
Buffy gagged and coughed, trying to breath. Her body jerked on the bed as she tried to wake up. Suddenly her body fell still as she couldn’t fight it any longer, a single tear rolled down her cheek.