Hours past Willow's exit, the room was quiet with research and broken
hearts.
Suddenly the breaking of glass made them all jumped.
Buffy looked at Dawn who was starring at a broken vase on the floor she was holding.
"Dawn." Buffy whispered.
Dawn looked up, with tears in her eyes.
"My hands Buffy."
Buffy's green eyes flickered to Dawn's hands which where now gone.
"Oh my god Dawn." She said as she knealed down in front of Dawn taking her hands.
"You hands..."
Anya walked over and began to clean up the mess without complaining about costs.
Tara looked up stunned at Dawn's hands.
Buffy looked over to the quiet blonde.
"Did you find anything?"
"Somewhat, its spell to s..slow down the process of a wearing of a spell."
Anya looked up from her spot on the floor.
"We have all the ingrediants."
It started to show how much Anya really did care about the girl.
Tara nodded, walking over to the counter looking threw the jars.
"Dawn, where going to make this stop." Buffy said with reassurance.
Dawn nodded, fear written in her features.
Xander slowly stood up, silence had clutched his throat for the last few hours.
"If the spell, was peformed by, two powerful witches, maybe it would last longer."
Tara looked to Xander, hoping he wasn't suggesting what she thought he was.
"Xander, if your suggesting what I think you are-"
Buffy cut Tara off.
"Would it?"
Tara looked to Buffy, with a sadness in her eyes, then slowly shook her head.
"Yes."
"Alright, get Willow."
"Buffy if you-"
"We all will be their, helping. It will be as powerful as it can be to slow down the process and hopefully stop it."
Tara put down the pigs feet.
"It's up to Willow, if we can find her."
~~~~
Willow furiously typed at the keys of the computer.
She stopped at a beeping, and a look of satisfaction was on her face.
On the computer read.
"THE LEGEND OF THE KEY."
She pressed the enter key and waited for the website to load.
~~~~
"I called everywhere." Buffy elled slamming the phone down.
"What if she's hurt."
"We have to do it without her then." Anya pointed out.
Buffy looked to Anya who shrugged, avoiding Xander's stare.
"To slow down the process, even a little until she gets here."
"But-"
"BUFFY." Dawn said loudly.
Buffy looked up to see Dawn's invisible area clowded in a green mist.
She turned to look at Tara.
"Do it."
~~~~
Willow looked at the pages printing out of the computer.
Many by many began to print, and finally, she found the one.
She gripped it reading it over intently then looked back the computer, fear clouding her features.
Then she turned, looking at a picture of Buffy and Dawn smiling and hugging on a sunny day.
How would Buffy survive without Dawn?
Thats when Willow made her desicion.
You make things easier for us Dawn because we love you.
Her own words echoed in her head.
~~~~
Tara spread a trail of salt around the circle. Dawn sat in the middle, eyes closed with blood red berry juice painted on her head in the form of a cross.
Tara sat between Xander and Anya.
"Goddess of life and giving hear the whipers of your children. Slow the fate of Dawn Summers, once known as the key and provide her mortal life longer."
Buffy mouth began to move as words flew from her mouth.
"Goddess of life and giving, Im the slayer the one who gives the world hope from the darkness, and...uh...stuff. I have lost so much, I wish to keep the key in her mortal form."
Xander went next.
"Let her stay on this plane."
Anya finished the spell.
"Goddess,I have been Mortal for such a short time, but I relize what it must be like, to feel love, feel hope, friendship and money. Dawn Summers what giving a mortal soul, give it justice."
A blue flicker feel from the salt and went forward into the heavens.
Buffy opened her eyes first.
"Did it work."
~~~~
Also sitting in a circle of sand, Willow hummed and threw herbs in the air.
"I call thee, I call thee Hythero...I CALL THEE!"
A burst of smoke and a snake like woman with long hair and forked tongue looked at Willow.
"Why do you call me mortal?"
"I once was offered the, chance of the wish.. by some demon."
"Ah yes, I see." said the woman in a small snakey voice.
"I was woundering, if perhaps, I took that chance. I offer a trade?"
Hythero looked at Willow with her beady eyes.
"It's a gift, not a trade."
"Oh, I..I know. But if I give something up, perhaps, maybe you could do me a favor?"
Hythero looked at Willow again, then spoke.
"A bargain? as to what you ask Hythero for?"
"Mortality, let the key stay in her mortal form and live out her mortal life."
"And end the quest of her roots. From immortality and power."
"Shes a 14 year old girl who has a sister who loves her."
Hythero thought a moment.
"What would you give me?"
Willow looked down at her paper then back up.
"My soul."
Suddenly the breaking of glass made them all jumped.
Buffy looked at Dawn who was starring at a broken vase on the floor she was holding.
"Dawn." Buffy whispered.
Dawn looked up, with tears in her eyes.
"My hands Buffy."
Buffy's green eyes flickered to Dawn's hands which where now gone.
"Oh my god Dawn." She said as she knealed down in front of Dawn taking her hands.
"You hands..."
Anya walked over and began to clean up the mess without complaining about costs.
Tara looked up stunned at Dawn's hands.
Buffy looked over to the quiet blonde.
"Did you find anything?"
"Somewhat, its spell to s..slow down the process of a wearing of a spell."
Anya looked up from her spot on the floor.
"We have all the ingrediants."
It started to show how much Anya really did care about the girl.
Tara nodded, walking over to the counter looking threw the jars.
"Dawn, where going to make this stop." Buffy said with reassurance.
Dawn nodded, fear written in her features.
Xander slowly stood up, silence had clutched his throat for the last few hours.
"If the spell, was peformed by, two powerful witches, maybe it would last longer."
Tara looked to Xander, hoping he wasn't suggesting what she thought he was.
"Xander, if your suggesting what I think you are-"
Buffy cut Tara off.
"Would it?"
Tara looked to Buffy, with a sadness in her eyes, then slowly shook her head.
"Yes."
"Alright, get Willow."
"Buffy if you-"
"We all will be their, helping. It will be as powerful as it can be to slow down the process and hopefully stop it."
Tara put down the pigs feet.
"It's up to Willow, if we can find her."
~~~~
Willow furiously typed at the keys of the computer.
She stopped at a beeping, and a look of satisfaction was on her face.
On the computer read.
"THE LEGEND OF THE KEY."
She pressed the enter key and waited for the website to load.
~~~~
"I called everywhere." Buffy elled slamming the phone down.
"What if she's hurt."
"We have to do it without her then." Anya pointed out.
Buffy looked to Anya who shrugged, avoiding Xander's stare.
"To slow down the process, even a little until she gets here."
"But-"
"BUFFY." Dawn said loudly.
Buffy looked up to see Dawn's invisible area clowded in a green mist.
She turned to look at Tara.
"Do it."
~~~~
Willow looked at the pages printing out of the computer.
Many by many began to print, and finally, she found the one.
She gripped it reading it over intently then looked back the computer, fear clouding her features.
Then she turned, looking at a picture of Buffy and Dawn smiling and hugging on a sunny day.
How would Buffy survive without Dawn?
Thats when Willow made her desicion.
You make things easier for us Dawn because we love you.
Her own words echoed in her head.
~~~~
Tara spread a trail of salt around the circle. Dawn sat in the middle, eyes closed with blood red berry juice painted on her head in the form of a cross.
Tara sat between Xander and Anya.
"Goddess of life and giving hear the whipers of your children. Slow the fate of Dawn Summers, once known as the key and provide her mortal life longer."
Buffy mouth began to move as words flew from her mouth.
"Goddess of life and giving, Im the slayer the one who gives the world hope from the darkness, and...uh...stuff. I have lost so much, I wish to keep the key in her mortal form."
Xander went next.
"Let her stay on this plane."
Anya finished the spell.
"Goddess,I have been Mortal for such a short time, but I relize what it must be like, to feel love, feel hope, friendship and money. Dawn Summers what giving a mortal soul, give it justice."
A blue flicker feel from the salt and went forward into the heavens.
Buffy opened her eyes first.
"Did it work."
~~~~
Also sitting in a circle of sand, Willow hummed and threw herbs in the air.
"I call thee, I call thee Hythero...I CALL THEE!"
A burst of smoke and a snake like woman with long hair and forked tongue looked at Willow.
"Why do you call me mortal?"
"I once was offered the, chance of the wish.. by some demon."
"Ah yes, I see." said the woman in a small snakey voice.
"I was woundering, if perhaps, I took that chance. I offer a trade?"
Hythero looked at Willow with her beady eyes.
"It's a gift, not a trade."
"Oh, I..I know. But if I give something up, perhaps, maybe you could do me a favor?"
Hythero looked at Willow again, then spoke.
"A bargain? as to what you ask Hythero for?"
"Mortality, let the key stay in her mortal form and live out her mortal life."
"And end the quest of her roots. From immortality and power."
"Shes a 14 year old girl who has a sister who loves her."
Hythero thought a moment.
"What would you give me?"
Willow looked down at her paper then back up.
"My soul."