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[This is a very comfy forest, really. The sunlight's warm, and Katie curls up near a fallen branch and near faceplants into a patch of new spring flowers and waits for Snow White to maybe come dancing through her dreams, or Bambi, or maybe a couple rebel fighters on an awesome speeder bike chase that she can help with. Ewoks, even. Look, it's her dream, okay. She'll will one of these things into existence if she can manage it.

It takes her a long while to realise she's not actually sleeping, and that's ... a little concerning. Because to her knowledge she doesn't make a habit of going to sleep anywhere other than her very cozy bed, and she doesn't remember why she'd be out here.

Sleepwalking. All the way out here? Kidnapped. Her parents aren't rich. By aliens. That's a little better, but still kind of worrying. There's a distinct level of nervous settling over her now because she's entirely alone in the middle of a place she doesn't recognise, and she's just not adventurous enough to want to be out here without any obvious way of getting home.

It's not her fault, is it? She can't get into trouble if it's not her fault. (Is today a school day?)

It's when she staggers upright, still yawning, that her foot catches on the edge of something and she thumps back down to earth with a startled sound, turning to glare at whatever she'd touched (why are her feet bare?), and stares at the journal lying in the grass with her name stencilled on the front. And Katie reaches for it, because if it has her name maybe it has an explanation, and... the sight of it touches off muzzy memories of its own. Familiar, somehow.

So she opens it.

Oh. She knows what this is.]

[Voice]

...hello?

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Does that often happen here? [She sits on the edge of the bed, looking thoughtful.] Nobody is surprised when I say I can't remember. They just say it'll come back.

...During my very first kidnapping, they took a lot of memories from me. It happens.

Did you get them all back?

Eventually. Good thing, too. They were important to me.

But you seem to be remembering quite a few things. Like living here, for one.

[She nods vigorously. Never mind the fact it took speaking to Jack to remind her. Oh, but that makes sense.] I bet I'll remember everything if I just get told about it.

W-well...

[ she sits next to katie. ] Is there anything you wanna know? Wanna ask about?

[...

...she points at the murals on the walls.]

Did I draw those?

I think so, yeah. At least...they were never here before you moved in.

Mmm. [Her nose wrinkles as she stares around the room. Some people she recognises, and others... and monsters and weird floating things, too. It's not ringing any bells.]

Maybe I had some very strange dreams.

I have some pretty strange dreams sometimes, too. They're not always not-real, though.

[ buffy reaches out and touches a line of chalk. ] Are any of them familiar?

Um...people are. [She points at Jack and Sanji and Raine.] And some of it makes sense. [Because Jack is surrounded by ocean-y and pirate-y things, so she imagines she might have drawn that.] I don't know about the rest.

[ and with a tender touch, she sets a fingertip next to jack's figure. ] Maybe it'll come in fits and starts. You don't have to rush it, Katie. [ her voice hitches. ] You've got all the time in the world, okay?

[It worries her, distantly. But she's familiar with the house and the people in it, and so Katie thinks she'll just let it go. The adults can sort it out. In the meantime, having amnesia is awfully exotic.]

Okay. I suppose it shall be fun learning it all over again.

Probably. At least, it'll break up some of the monotony?

Maybe. I could use it as a reason not to go to school. [She looks hopeful.] I'm clearly very ill if I can't remember things.

[ she smiles -- turning away from the chalked pirate. ]

I dunno, kiddo. School might actually help with the remembering.

I suppose so. [Such great reluctance. ...really, she doesn't mind so much.] Besides, the Professor already knows I'm back.

I-if you wanted to take a few days off?

[ buffy tilts her head. smiles. ] I'd cover for you. Terrible post-kidnapping flu! That's what I'd say.

[ but she was wondering, now, if it was even a kidnapping. ]

[Katie is a little girl never inclined to pass up an excuse to stay home a little.]

I've heard post-kidnapping flus can be very bad for you.

Victims are often in the direst need of chicken noodle soup -- the kind where the noodles are shaped like stars.

Stars? Really? That would be very pretty noodle soup.

...That's what helps with the getting-better. Do you want some? Ten bucks says Jack has a can of the stuff stored somewhere downstairs.

[ after all, the pirate knows how much the slayer likes it when she's not feeling well. ]

Yes please! Do you think Jack would like some too?

...I could make mud soup and Jack would want some, Katie.

[She giggles.] You should try that someday.

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