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23 August 2008 @ 11:19 pm
Fic: Changed World (Turn the Wheel series - Buffy/Dean eventually) PG-13  
Title: Changed World - 1st in the series Turn the Wheel
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2,513
Spoilers: Buffy - through Chosen. SPN - through All Hell Breaks Loose II at least. Might be some for early season 3.
Warnings: AU
Summary: The aftermath of one spell changes Buffy's life forever.
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Supernatural. They belong to Joss Whedon and Eric Kripke. The title of this series is a play off of a line from King Lear. Research was done using a couple different medical sites, one which was Medline Plus Medical Encyclopedia.
Notes: Written for tamingthemuse (prompt: anguish). I've had this idea for awhile now and just decided to go for it. And while I know there's a lot that Buffy would have to adjust to and deal with, I'm not going to go into all kinds of detail with it because research is only going to take me so far and I don't want to just be making guesses on how things would work (and this'll make more sense after you read). So, I'll make references to things that have happened or been dealt with during the time jump but I won't be writing specific fics for them so I don't totally misrepresent something (I know I'll probably do that anyway since this isn't a situation I've dealt with but I'm going to try not to too badly).

Also being used for the Would You Have Fallen Marathon at Route 66 :: Destination Sunnydale. Prompt: Sometimes I wanna destroy.

Bold Italics are mental conversations, like Willow talking in Buffy's head.
Italics are written words.

The day Buffy’s life as the Slayer ended didn’t start out any differently than any other day. In the days that followed, she would remember the way everything looked, the way it sounded, even the way it smelled.

Every single time she thought of that, she would be grateful for it.

Dawn had remained in the back, choosing to be backup for anyone who needed it. Willow was off to the side, her red hair flowing into white as she gathered her power. Xander stood next to Dawn, with Giles on his other side while Faith stood in front of the group of girls standing to Buffy’s right.

“Be ready to move,” Buffy called out, glancing over. “This guy likes to use magic and he’s powerful. We’ve got Willow and she’s obviously powerful but I’d rather we not take any chances.”

“Would pretty much suck to get blown up after everything,” Faith added with a small smirk. Behind Buffy, Kennedy snorted.

“No shit,” she muttered. Buffy turned and grinned at her, enjoying the fact that she and Kennedy had managed to come to an understanding since Sunnydale, a fact that had definitely made things easier on all of them.

The demons that the warlock had recruited began to gather. Buffy listened to the snarls and growls coming from them and allowed a small smile to appear on her face as she let the sounds wash over her, bringing with it a rush of adrenaline.

“Come on,” she said, voice low, as every Slayer there fell into a fighting stance. They tensed as the air shifted and then it was as if everything just exploded into movement as the demons rushed forward. Buffy didn’t bother to try and stop any of them, knowing that the girls behind her could handle those that got by her. Instead, she began punching, ducking low to avoid being torn open by claws or hit with fists the size of telephone poles.

Behind her, she could hear Vi shouting at one of the newer girls to duck as Rona shouted back a thanks to Dawn and Giles.

She looked up at the sound of her name being called and barely avoided getting hit as she spared a glance in Willow’s direction. She followed Willow’s gaze and her eyes narrowed as they landed on the warlock. Despite the fact that there were dozens and dozens of demons in between them, she could still feel the power that was building within him and beginning to crackle around him.

“We are so screwed,” she breathed.


She jumped and spun into a kick. “What’s up, Willow?” she asked, despite the fact that she knew she didn’t have to talk out loud.

I’m not sure if I’ll be able to do much damage to him at this point. Not with his power building so quickly.

“You need a distraction.”

I need something to draw his fire. If you could maybe launch some of the demons at him, I’m hoping that’ll be enough for him to start using power to deflect them before they hit. Better if he destroys them.

“One demon launcher, coming up.” Buffy didn’t hesitate as she picked up a demon with both hands and threw it as hard as she could. She grinned and raised an eyebrow when a bolt of power shot out and burned it in mid-flight. “Oh, you bad guys are really kind of predictable.” She picked up another demon and repeated the process before doing it a third time.

In between throwing demons, Buffy spun and kicked another demon in the chest, knocking it back into another demon. Briefly, she thought that it might’ve been a good idea to bring the scythe after all.

Maybe next time.

She grabbed another demon and tossed it at the warlock. Vaguely, she registered the fact that his attention was now on her and not the demons.

That couldn’t be good.

She continued to fight and throw demons as he began to chant something she couldn’t understand. A Mirthack demon blindsided her and she grunted as she stumbled and fell under its weight, glancing up when she heard more than one voice scream her name. Her eyes widened at the sight of the power bolt flying towards her and even as she shoved at the Mirthack, she knew she wouldn’t move it in time.

She heard Dawn scream her name just before her world exploded and went black.


Willow shook her head, her eyes filled with tears as she sat next to Buffy’s head. “I can’t figure out what spell he used, Giles. The language he spoke...I’ve never heard it before.”

Giles sighed, closing his eyes. “It’s all right, Willow.” He couldn’t fault her for not knowing, after all, when he couldn’t say what the language was either.

“It’s not all right!” She shot out of her seat. “Buffy hasn’t woken up yet and it’s been nearly a week, Giles!” Her lips trembled. “And she never would’ve gotten fired at if I hadn’t asked for her help, if I hadn’t asked her to distract him.” For the first time in days, a sob finally escaped. “It’s my fault, Giles. It’s my fault that Buffy was hurt and that she hasn’t woken up and—“

“It’s not your fault,” Giles said, interrupting her. He shook his head. “No one went into this battle blind. We all knew there was a chance something could happen to one of us.” As Willow finally let the tears fall, Giles drew her into his arms, holding her tightly. “It wasn’t your fault and Buffy wouldn’t want you to think that.”

His words combined with his embrace caused Willow to break as she let out everything she’d been holding in for the last few days.

Eventually, her sobs faded and she sniffled, pulling away from Giles to reach for a tissue. “Sorry,” she told him, gesturing to his shirt. “I got your shirt all wet.”

A small smile appeared on Giles’ face. “I’ll survive.”

The silence between them grew until Willow let out a breath. “I’m going to go see if I can find anything on the internet.” She smiled though Giles could still see the anguish in her eyes if he really looked.

He nodded. “And I’ll try a few more of my contacts.” He waited until she nodded and left the room before looking over at Buffy. “Come back to us soon, Buffy,” he said softly.


Buffy slowly opened her eyes, only to shut them once more at the brightness of the lights in the room. She let out a breath and then cracked her eyes open, letting them adjust to the light before opening them all the way. She blinked a few more times before turning her head to the left.

Dawn was sitting, her head down, and it looked like she was asleep.

“Dawn,” she said. Dawn’s eyes snapped open and her face lit up even as Buffy frowned. “Dawn,” she repeated.


She knew she’d spoken but there’d been nothing.

Buffy looked up at Dawn and blinked as she realized that she was talking to her. She concentrated, trying to hear what Dawn was saying. She could see her mouth moving, could see the visible panic that was beginning to show on her face as Willow and Giles raced into the room.

Giles was talking to her and so was Willow and she shook her head.

“I can’t hear you,” she interrupted. She watched as they both suddenly stopped talking. She wondered if this was like the time the Gentlemen had come to town before realizing that if that had been the case then the others wouldn’t look so worried at the fact that she couldn’t seem to hear them.

Her breath began to come faster as she said each of their names, getting louder with each one, desperately trying to hear herself.

A hand gripping her arm caused her to stop and she fought back the urge to scream as she looked up at Dawn. Her eyes flicked towards Willow and Giles before going back to her sister and she stared at her for a few moments before nodding to let her know she’d be okay. Dawn held up a finger and reached for the bag that was leaning against the chair she’d been sitting in. She dug around for a moment before pulling a notebook and then a pen. Quickly, she scrawled a short message on the first blank sheet she found before handing the notebook to Buffy.

We’ll find a way to fix this, okay?

Buffy stared at the words for a bit before looking up and nodding slowly.

Somehow, though, she didn’t think they would.

Three Years Later – October, 2007

Buffy grinned and shook her head as she typed a response to Dawn’s email asking her if there was anything Buffy wanted her to bring for dinner and then making a joke about a fire extinguisher being her first choice.


She could definitely picture the smirk that must have been on Dawn’s face when she sent that. It had to come from hanging out with Spike so much—especially when she thought of how often Dawn had started hanging out with him after he’d shown up, fresh from the battle against the senior partners of Wolfram & Hart in Los Angeles.

It was just one of the surprises they’d had the last few years.

The one that had changed everything for Buffy though was realizing that she was never going to hear again. No amount of research or magic had changed that fact and she hadn’t taken it well at first, which was putting it lightly. She’d screamed until her throat was raw, determined to make herself hear, she’d beaten the punching bag until the chain had snapped. She had, in fact, thrown one hell of a fit and one that she had felt entitled to.

She couldn’t be a Slayer if she couldn’t hear, no matter what the others had said. She wouldn’t be able to hear a demon coming at her from behind, she’d never honed her senses so that she’d be able to feel demons coming even if she couldn’t see or hear them, and she wouldn’t hear it if someone tried to shout a warning to her. They hadn’t been able to figure out what spell that warlock – long dead now, thanks to Willow and Giles – had used and so they hadn’t been able to reverse it.

So Buffy had turned to the computer and begun doing research of her own. Between that and visits to the one of the local doctors that actually knew about the supernatural, Buffy had learned that her loss of hearing was irreversible. The doctor had said it was nerve deafness, meaning that the spell had done some sort of damage to her cochlear nerve.

She’d been told that because she’d grown up being able to hear, it wouldn’t affect her speech as much as if she’d been born deaf. She could still talk but she’d have to learn how to control how loud she was speaking though he had recommended learning how to speak sign language as well.

Buffy had begun to go to speech therapy, learning each of these things, and taking classes so that she could learn sign language. Dawn, Xander, Willow, and Giles had been right there with her in the classes so that they could learn as well. Even Faith had picked up some sign language, thanks to Xander, who had decided to annoy her into learning by signing his responses to her for two weeks.

Buffy had found it extremely funny.

Spike had surprised everyone, even Giles, by already knowing how to sign in both American Sign Language and in British Sign language, and helping Buffy pick both up even faster. When asked, he’d just raised an eyebrow and asked if they really thought he wouldn’t have picked it up after living for over a hundred years, despite the fact that it had only started being regularly used in the seventies.

Not that everything had just fallen into place. Buffy had felt angry and depressed for months, refusing to see her lack of hearing as anything but a huge disability. Those first few months, she’d snapped at anyone who tried to understand until Faith had looked her in the eye, made sure Buffy could see her so that she’d be able to read her lips, and told her to quit being a bitch to everyone over something that wasn’t their fault. She’d then told Buffy that the only reason she felt like she was useless was because she was acting like it. And while Buffy knew it could have been phrased nicer, she also knew that it was unlikely she’d have responded to anything else.

It had been Dawn who had suggested that Buffy get into the research half of things. When Buffy had tried to insist she was bad at research, Dawn had simply shoved a laptop and a stack of books in front of her and told her to get to work.

Buffy was never going to be as good as Willow on the computer but she was way better than she’d been before and she’d now developed her own set of contacts for when she had trouble finding something. It was a damn good thing too because she wasn’t getting much from the research she was doing right now for Sam Winchester, who had contacted her a little over two months ago and asked if she’d be willing to help him find a way to get his brother out of a deal he’d made with a demon in order to save Sam’s life.

She’d never met Dean Winchester but she could certainly relate to him when it came to how far he’d go to make sure his little brother lived. She’d essentially done the same thing when she’d stopped Dawn from jumping off that tower and into the portal all those years ago.

At least she’d gotten heaven. Dean had signed up for an eternity in hell if they couldn’t figure out a way to get him out of the deal.

Buffy smiled slightly as she opened the latest email from Sam. They’d gotten to the point where they talked about more than just business and she laughed as she read Sam’s account of Dean’s reaction to finding a dog trying to, well, make puppies with the Impala. The email went on with their latest case before Sam asked if she’d found anything new. She hit the reply button and began to type up her own letter, trying to remember if there’d been anything she’d missed when she’d gone through the latest set of books she’d borrowed from Giles.

It seemed like Giles had an endless supply of books sometimes and Buffy figured there had to be something useful in at least one of them. And if there was, then she’d find it.

She didn’t know Dean Winchester personally but she was determined to save him.
Feeling: soresore
Lisa: Jennifer A D5exposed1 on August 24th, 2008 04:57 pm (UTC)
Never ever would I've had guess that Buffy was going to go deaf. Wonderful job sweetie and looking forward to what will happen!
Nicole: Buffy/Dean - Loving you nowblue_icy_rose on August 25th, 2008 02:33 am (UTC)
Thank you! :D I just couldn't seem to let go of the idea and so this ended up being written. So I'm very happy that you liked this intro!

Now, I just have to get the boys heading in Buffy's direction.
Charlottedharkapparition on August 29th, 2008 11:18 pm (UTC)
Nicole: Buffy/Dean - Loving you nowblue_icy_rose on September 21st, 2008 02:57 am (UTC)
Pretty late but thank you! LOL!
Kateslayerkate on September 14th, 2008 08:18 pm (UTC)
You amaze me every time you come up with an original idea for a crossover fic.
Nicole: Buffy/Dean - My realityblue_icy_rose on September 21st, 2008 02:58 am (UTC)
Wow, thank you so much! This comment had me grinning for quite awhile. :D