Anna read the paper Fred had handed her. It was startling to read about her own death. She was found at the bottom of some stairs at Sunnydale High with a broken neck. The others were talking, but Anna wasn't listening. She was confused. How could they have an article about her death when it couldn't have happened yet? Angel grabbed her by the shoulders and got her attention.

"What spell did you use?" Angel demanded.

"Angel!" Fred called out.

Wesley and Gunn pulled him away from her. Angel felt so many emotions. He didn't know what to say or think. He felt anger and hatred toward Anna for letting him think he'd finally had his dream of a life with Cordy when it was all a lie. She had Cordy's face and it pained him to look in her eyes and not see her. He cursed himself for not figuring things out sooner. Anna had also inadvertently put Cordy in to a great deal of danger. He didn't know what he'd do to Anna if Cordy died as a result of her actions.

Angel insisted, "We need Anna to tell us what she knows so we can get to Cordy. She doesn't have anyone with her to protect her, Wesley."

"That's not true," Wesley said. "Cordy will go to Buffy and the others for help. She's not alone."

"They'll fail," Angel said sounding desperate. "We have to go get her."

"You have to tell us everything," Wesley said turning to Anna

"What year is it?," She asked him.

Wesley hesitated, "2002."

"I don't understand," she said trying to process the information.

"Neither do we," Gunn said. "But you understand more than we do."

Anna looked at them all intently. She saw her fears confirmed on paper. She was going to die if she went back.

"You'd let me die?" Anna accused.

"Are you willing to let Cordy die?" Angel asked. Anna could hear an undercurrent of danger in his tone.

"Nothing's inevitable," Fred said going to sit beside Anna. "Now that we know what could happen to you it can be prevented."

"We can find a way to save both you and Cordy," Gunn promised.

Anna was desperate to escape her father, but she didn't think she could let someone else die to save herself. She wasn't certain if she could trust Angel or the others, but she couldn't think of another option.

"Okay," Anna said slowly. "I'll tell you everything I know, but I don't know if it can help. The spell I did wasn't supposed to cause any of this."

--

February 2, 1999

"What's going on?" Willow asked Buffy who was sitting next to Xander on the couch. Angel stood off in the corner.

"I've got no idea," Buffy said.

They all sat in the Summers' living room waiting for Giles and Cordelia to emerge from the kitchen.

"I'm not crazy," Cordelia said after she explained that she was from the future.

"How could this happen?" Giles asked her.

"I was hoping you'd help me figure that out. I really need to go home," Cordy said.

Giles looked into her eyes as if trying to figure out if she was insane or not. He considered the possibility of some sort of plot created by the mayor.

"There's got to be a way for me to prove it to you," Cordy said pacing. "This Anna girl couldn't have known about the scooby meetings and Buffy being the slayer, but I do. I know Angel's a vamp who can't get a happy. I know you like your tea ridiculously strong because of that time I took a taste of yours. How could I know that and not be Cordelia?"

Giles sized her up. He didn't trust her but was willing to go along until he had more information, "We'll figure out what has happened."

"Well, we'd better," Cordelia said going in the livingroom.

--

2002

Angel paced in his room holding his crying son. Lorne stood nearby.

"He misses our princess," Lorne said.

Angel made no reply. He couldn't stand the waiting as Wesley and Fred tried to rework the spell to get Cordy home. Angel stopped suddenly.

"You're not welcome here," Angel said his back to the door.

"I know," Anna said standing outside Angel's door and then she caught sight of Lorne. "Hi, sorry I screamed before."

Lorne shrugged as he walked over to her, "It can take a while to get used to the green."

Then Lorne walked out of the room leaving Anna alone with Angel. She didn't want to be there, but she felt she had to talk to him. That she owed him.

"I know you hate me, and I deserve it," Anna said. "I never meant to put her in danger. I just wanted out. Whenever I tried to get away he always managed to figure out my plan or find me before I could do anything. I thought magic was the only choice I had. I didn't want to die."

Angel didn't respond as he placed his son in his crib so Anna continued, "What happened tonight between us was me being selfish, and I'm sorry. I just kept thinking 'Seize the day' and you were there and you wanted me."

"I wanted her, never you," Angel reply looking at her directly.

Anna had to look away from the intensity of his gaze, "I didn't know you loved her. I didn't think of consequences. All I knew was that last night might have been my last opportunity to be free. I wasn't thinking about anyone but me, and I am sorry for that."

Angel could smell and feel the waves of fear coming from her. Anna was clearly terrified of him but still had come to him with an apology.

"I believe you," Angel said. "But it doesn't erase the wrong. It was like a rape. You just used her body. You used me."

Anna began to cry, "It wasn't like that."

"What was it then?" Angel asked.

Anna didn't reply she simply walked away. She didn't know how to fix her mistakes. She didn't know how to take it all back.

--

1999

Jacob Smith sat in the emergency room planning and thinking as he waited for the doctor to finish his stitches. Anna had to pay for his injuries. She had to learn not to defy him. He would find her. He always knew where to find her. He closed his eyes, and he could see her in someone's living room. She wasn't alone. He let his essence search the house and found a stack of mail. He read the address and returned to himself. He smiled.