Reflecting in the thoughts that were in his head, not to mention the epiphany that had just occurred when Willow stormed out, he knew what needed to be done. With Buffy and Xander dead and Willow refusing to listen to him, he started packing to go back to England. He would take care of any major moving and other necessary paperwork via post and over the phone.
Scheduling a flight, which still left him with several hours to kill (no pun intended), he grabbed what he would need for the flight in a carry-on and poured himself a cup of tea.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
Opening the door he saw someone who made him wish his tea was scotch. Walking into the apartment his visitor said, "Hello Ripper."
"Ethan Rayne," Giles replied. "What kind of chaos are you causing now?"
"None," Ethan said. "I've seen the punishment for bad chaos mages and it's not worth it." The torture, the images, the nightmares…everything he had endured during his imprisonment, courtesy of the U.S. Government a.k.a. The Initiative was more than enough to set him on the straight and narrow.
"Pity," said Giles. "I was planning on having some fun with you back in England."
"England? What are you…?" Ethan then noticed the bags near the door. "Bloody hell, you're leaving? You can't leave mate. What about your girl?"
"I don't have a girl."
"Yes you do Rupert. Your Slayer…what's her name…Buffy?"
"I don't have her anymore."
"What, she stop coming around now that she's a bit older?"
"She's dead."
That stunned Ethan for a bit. To him this girl might have been annoying and messing with his plans a bit too often, but she had a passion in her work that he admired. "Damn sorry Rupert. I know how much she meant to you."
Giles didn't want to talk about it. Talking was for wimps, it was time for action. (Do you like the Scooby quote I used from SD2?)
"It doesn't matter. I'm doing what needs to be done."
Ethan didn't like the tone of Giles voice. "What would that be?"
Giles looked at Ethan with an cold look in his eyes before saying, "Anything I want." Then he tossed the keys to his flat to Ethan, "Place is all yours now." Grabbing his bags, he walked outside to the red convertible, got in and started up the car. Pulling out of the driveway he tore off down the street burning rubber and left a very disturbed chaos mage behind thinking England was about to be faced with a very dangerous Ex-Watcher.