Tara and Willow sat in a pile of books in their dorm room.
"What type of demon did she look like?" Tara asked flipping threw a demon book.
"I'd say a Bracken demon," Willow replied. She was looking through a book of very powerful spells.
"Here it is!" Tara pointed to the picture of the pointy-faced demon.
"Let me see," Willow crawled to the bed and took the book.
"It says that the Bracken demons are very strong in demon form. And it is possible to bring the back from the dead,"
"Well how did Doyle die?"
"Um…Cordelia said something about a light…the Scourge had something,"
"Hmmm," Willow flipped a few pages and came across the page that said 'Scourge'. "The Scourge is a group of pure blood demons who go around the Earth searching for half breed demons to kill them."
"Does it say anything about the light?"
"Yeah. It says for large groups they used it. And apparently Doyle destroyed it,"
"I don't know if we can do this. I mean the oracles couldn't even bring him back,"
"But we have to do this for Ashling, did you see how broken she was?" Willow sat next to Tara.
"I know,"
"How did it say to bring a Bracken back?"
"Well the ingredients are being at the grave, blood, and a possession of the dead. Then there's a spell,"
"Can we do it?"
"I think so,"
"Okay I'll call Cordelia,"
Los
Angeles
Ashling entered the Lauren's bar with Cordelia and Angel following her. She walked to the bar and sat down at the stool.
"Well if it isn't my favorite vampire," Lauren said. "And half demon. Can I get you anything?"
"Actually I was wondering if I could have a reading," Ashling asked.
"Sure sweetheart, but why?"
"'Delia's friend said she's gonna find a spell to bring Allen back. And I just want a reading to see…"
"Knock yourself out doll face,"
Ashling walked up to the stage and punched the code into what song she wanted to sing. "How do I get through one night without you, if I had to live without you what kid of life would that be?" as Ashling sang images…visions came to her, like when she walked into Cordelia's apartment.
FLASH~
"Allen
stop it!" Ashling was six years old and Allen, age eleven at the time, was
throughing marshmallows at her. "Stop it! Ma! Allen's throughing stuff at me!~
Ashling
brushed it off. "Oh I need you in my arms, need you to hold. You're my world my
heart my soul. If you ever leave, baby you'd take everything good in my life.
"Do you
have to go?" eleven-year-old Ashling asked her seventeen-year-old brother
Allen.
"I gotta
Ash," he said. The sound of his voice, even though the Irish accent matched
hers, made her feel a little better. "I'm going to college. And I'll meet my
future wife and when I have kids-"
"I'll be
Cool Auntie Ashling. I know I've heard it a million times. Ever since you got
accepted. I get it,"
"That's
my girl," he kissed her forehead. "I gotta go now. I promise I'll write once a
week and call."
"And tell me now, how do I live without you, I want to know. How do I breathe
you, if you ever go. How do I ever, ever survive? How do, how do I oh how do I live? Without there'd be no sun in my sky. There would be no love in my life, there would be no world left for me, and I. Baby I don't know what I would do. I would be lost if I lost you. If you ever leave baby you would take away everything real in my life,"
"No! Allen!" Ashling screamed in
her sleep.
"Ashling…honey wake up," Angela
shook her daughter.
"Allen?"
"No…you were having a bad
dream,"
"He was gone…he died,"
"Its okay Ash. It was only a
dream,"
"And tell me now. How do I live without you I want to know. How do I breathe without you, if you ever go? How do I ever, ever survive? How do I, how do I oh how do I live? Please tell me baby... How do I go on? If you ever leave well baby you would take away everything need you with me,"
FLASH~
"Allen,"
Ashling sobbed into the phone. She was now nineteen and had called him after
her nightmare.
"Ash?"
Allen sat up in his bed when he heard his sister crying. "What's wrong? Are you
okay?"
"Fine…are
you okay?"
"Yeah…Ash…any
reason you're calling?"
"I had a
dream,"
"Okay,"
he half laughed. "And would this involve making your brother late for work?"
"You
died,"
"What?"
"In my
dream…you were gone,"
"It was
a dream Ashy. Its not gonna come true," he was trying to comfort her thinking
maybe she had visions like he did. "How…how did I die?"
"I don't
know. I just saw you laying there and a pretty girl crying over you,"
"Its
fine. Nothing's gonna happen?"
"Promise?"
"I
promise,"
"Okay,"
she sniffled. "Sorry I'm making you late."
"Its okay…I
love you Ashling,"
"I love
you too Allen,"
"Tell Ma
I said hi,"
"Okay.
Bye,"
" Baby don't you know your
everything good in my life, and tell me now. How do I live without you, I want
to know, how do I breathe without you, I f you ever go. How do I ever, ever
survive? How do I, how do I, oh how do I live. How do I live without you
how do I live without you baby…" Ashling dropped the mike after her last
memory. She jogged off the stage to the bar.
"What's the hurry doll face?" Lauren asked when she reached the bar.
"Scotch,"
"Okay," he got it ready and handed it too her. She swallowed it in one gulp. "Want your reading now?"
"Sure,"
"You're confused for one, heartbroken, -"
"I know how I feel Lauren, what do you see?"
"I… I don't know,"
"What?" her, Angel, and Cordelia asked at the same time.
"I don't know. You're mind was…you were having visions, I couldn't see threw them,"
"There they are," Wesley and Gunn were at the door and ran to Angel.
"What are you two doing here?" Angel asked.
"Willow and Tara are waiting,"
