Past Featured StorySummary: Buffy shows up on Spike's doorstep one night. She's shivering, bleeding, and scared. There's a dazed look in her eyes - she looks drugged. She looks like she's been through hell.
Categories: Season 4, Alternate Reality, Challenge Response
Characters: Buffy, Giles, Spike, Willow
Genres: Angst, Dramedy
Warnings: None
Challenges: Shatter
Completed: Yes Chapters: 5
Word count: 7,295 Hit Count: 14,529 ePub Downloads: 136
Published: September 13, 2019 Updated: October 07, 2019

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Story Notes: This fic is in response to a challenge by Kittenshift17. It was listed under the title: Shattered, but she gave her permission to call it anything else, so I did.
This summary is the beginning of her challenge - the complete parameters will be listed at the end of the story.
The wonderful banner was gifted to me by Twinkles, who is also part of a beta triad, along with miccrindle23 and Stalwartsandall. Since I always end up fiddling after all their hard work, any mistakes you spot are mine and mine alone.

1. Chapter 1 by spikes_heart - Likes: 56 Comments: 28 Word Count: 1,347 Hit Count: 4,787 Published: September 13, 2019

As usual, any dialogue you recognize belongs to those who created it. Only the story belongs to me, thanks to Kittenshift17's challenge.

2. Chapter 2 by spikes_heart - Likes: 49 Comments: 25 Word Count: 1,326 Hit Count: 2,661 Published: September 17, 2019

3. Chapter 3 by spikes_heart - Likes: 49 Comments: 23 Word Count: 1,660 Hit Count: 2,508 Published: September 23, 2019

4. Chapter 4 by spikes_heart - Likes: 43 Comments: 19 Word Count: 1,293 Hit Count: 2,320 Published: October 01, 2019

5. Chapter 5 by spikes_heart - Likes: 48 Comments: 20 Word Count: 1,669 Hit Count: 2,253 Published: October 07, 2019

And so we come to the end of my little tale. Thanks must be given to my wonderful triad of betas:

Twinkles (also banner maker extraordinaire), micrindle23, and Stalwartsandall.

Any boo boos you find are mine alone, thanks to my post-beta fiddle habit.