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Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or Dark Angel. They belong to Joss Whedon and James Cameron. I'm just borrowing them.
The phone rang at the Summers home. Buffy picked up, “Hello?”
“Is Buffy there?” Logan asked.
“Speaking. Who is this?” She asked.
“You don’t know me but I’m a friend of Max’s.” Logan answered.
“Ok.” Buffy said but was interrupted before she could ask why he was calling.
“Max is dead.” Logan said.
Buffy stood there in the living room of her home. She could hear the words coming from the other end but she couldn’t believe it. Max was dead. The one person that could truly understand her, that understood what it was like to be different was gone. She grieved silently for her friend. Her best friend.