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Xander stared. He couldn't believe what he had just seen. Buffy and Spike had been pulled into a "dimension of their endless love. What the hell did that mean? And he had helped!!!!!!!!! "Anya!!! What's a dimension of someone's endless love?"

"Oh, I've heard of those! It's supposed to help a couple chosen by destiny to find their way back to a prophesized love." Anya, once again used her age to her advantage. "Why do you ask?"

"Just the slight fact that Buffy and Spike just went to one!"

"But, that's only possible if they truly love each other."

Meanwhile, Tara was biting her nails down to a sliver. Xander noticed.

"Tara, what do you know about Buffy and Spike possibly dating?" Fear was pureeing his confidence into a fruit smoothie.

"They kinda are going out. Oh, look at the time!! Let's get cracking on how to get them back!!"

"You're lucky we have to help them, Tara!"

Wait, we can't help them." Anya's voice rocked the world with that statement. "They have to rely on their love to get them out. Most likely they will have some kind of test to their love."

"So, you're saying we have to just sit here and wait for them to come back all lovey-dovey?" Disbelief rattled Xander's brain.

"You bet we do."



In the room where they had landed, Spike was looking over the way too familiar pieces of some guy's property. Buffy was thinking about what Spike had said and waiting for him to respond to her ramblings.

"Hello, Spike! Are you listening?" Spike's eyes had settled on a portrait of a young boy and his family.

"I'm here, luv."

"Good, because I need you to help me get out of here- what is so interesting about this room that keeps you from even listening to me?"

"This is my room."

"What do you mean?"

"I think we just went back in time. To the night when I died."

"What makes you think that?"

"You were at the party. You told me to work on my poetry.

You have to go to the party and kill me."



TBC



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