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A Burning Nightmare A Buffy the Vampire Slayer fanfic Author's note: I do not own the characters in this story, just the situations involved. All characters are the property of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. That being said, enjoy! Willow Rosenburg stirred in her bed as she attempted to sleep. It had been a long, harrowing and extremely trying night. Her mind was still coming to grips with the fact that mere hours before, her mother, along her best friend Buffy's, and their protest group, Mothers Opposed to the Occult, had tried to burn them and their friend Amy at the stake. In Willow and Amy's case, it was your standard witch burning. In

Lilly's POV "All rise!" I stand with the rest of the court room as the judge takes his seat on the bench. The Bailiff addresses the judge professionally. "Court is now in session. The Honorable Judge James Williams presiding." The judge nonchalantly nods at this. "You may be seated," he says as he sits himself. I stare at Trevor. Even though I broke his leg, the officers who are assigned as his escorts are not taking chances. His hands are cuffed in front of him, and they are connected to a belly chain. His ankles are also shackled, even though he requires a wheelchair to get around. He looks me right in the eye and sends me a smug smile. I

Lilly's POV I find myself in a sea of blackness. Did Trevor knock me out? As I worry about what might be happening while I'm defenseless, I will my eyes to open. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, my eyes slowly flicker open, and the bright lights of a hospital room shine down. "Lilly?" I hear a voice ask. My body seems to act all by itself. I try sit straight up. "Trevor!" I shout. A hand places itself on my shoulder. I try to brush it off, but it doesn't happen. I feel completely drained of energy. It takes me a while to realize that the hold is not rough or threatening at all. Blinking, I look around the room. The first thing I

Lilly's POV "Get your hands off me!" I hear Trevor yell as Miley helps me climb up the stairs leading out of the basement. To be honest, I'm not even sure if this is Trevor's house. Amber leads the way, clutching her shoulder. "You've got nothing on me!" he yells at the cops. Roxy snickers. "Keep talking," she sneers. Trevor shuts up, at least for the moment. I smile in satisfaction of the fact that he has to be helped by two police officers. Two more behind them have their guns drawn, just in case he tries anything. "Mr. Mitchell, as of now, we are placing you under arrest," one of the cops explains. "Do you understand that, sir?" Trevor s

Miley's POV Roxy and I burst out the doors of the arena just in time to hear the screeching sound of a car take off. It's going so fast, that by the time I look in it's direction, it's out of the parking lot and out of sight around a corner. A few pedestrians have to throw themselves out of it's way to avoid being run over. "We're never gonna catch up with him," I say, worry evident in my voice. As I stare out toward the street, I hear a beep. "We don't have to catch up with him," Roxy says. "We just have to follow the beep." Hope begins to swell in my heart. "We have to hurry," I reply. "Who knows what he plans to do to her." I feel a hand

Miley's POV As I sing True Friend, I realize something's not right. I've been staring at the curtain since we started, but I don't see Lilly. She's always there when I perform this song, without fail. That's how I know something's not right. 'Lilly's fine, Miley,' I say in my head. 'She probably had to go to the bathroom.  Just focus on the song.' Somehow, I manage to put everything that's happened out of my head long enough to perform. As we finish the song, I glance at the curtain. Lilly's still not there. Something's up. I think quickly. "There will be a brief intermission," I inform the crowd. Dad looks at me, and then heads for the cur

Miley's POV "Daddy!" I call as I enter my house, Lilly and Oliver at my heels. Getting no response, I call for him again. Patience is not on my to do list right now. "DADDY!" I yell. We hear foot steps coming down the stairs. "Sweet nibblets, what's with all the yelling?" Dad asks exasperatedly. "We've got an emergency," I explain. The seriousness in my voice tells my father all he needs to know. "Trevor's still around, isn't he?" he asks. "It's worse than that," I reply. Here goes nothing. "He knows I'm Hannah." The entire room goes quiet as Dad takes this in. "He tried to blackmail me," I continue. The expression on my father's face is on

Lilly's POV The sound of my alarm clock going off goes nicely with my mom calling from downstairs, "Lilly, honey, it's time to get up for school." I yawn as I slowly sit up in bed. 6:45, my alarm clock reads in big red numbers. Perfect. I have enough time to shower. Trevor's POV I always love this time of day, when Lilly wakes up in the morning. I've watched her wake up and dress every day since the day we met. I have to say, it's the best part of the day. "OK!" I hear her yell. "Can you help me into the shower?" She hobbles out of bed. I truly wish I'd made her wheelchair bound, but there will be time for that later. I crouch a bit as he

Author's Note: I do not Own White Horse, it is the property of Taylor Swift. Lilly's POV It's been 3 days of bliss since I broke up with Trevor, and I can't help but feel that a great weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. My mom let me take a few days off from school to start recovering. But now it was time to go back. Part of me is scared. Miley and Oliver have told me that there are rumors going around about why I've been gone. Rumors started by none other than Amber and Ashley. Go figure. I hear a car's horn. That must be Miley and Oliver, here to pick me up. I slowly set myself on my crutches, ignoring the ache of my ribs as I do