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Buffy couldn't believe what the man she secretly loved was telling her to do. Kill him? She couldn't.

"What are you talking about? And please tell me something other than to kill you." Although she tried not to, her voice wavered with pain.

"Luv, I'm sorry, but it's the only way I can think of as to get us out of here." Spike walked cautiously over to Buffy, so he wouldn't frighten her with his knowledge of this world. He slid his fingers gently down her back inviting her into his embrace. Buffy accepted and held him tightly. She wasn't going to lose him.

"I can't do it, Spike. I just can't." A lone tear slithered its way down her cheek. "But I have to. What will I wear?"

Spike laughed. Even when she had to kill him she thought of clothes. "We'll let you borrow some of my sister's. I'll have to help you get dressed."

"You help me? I don't think so."

"Unless you know how to put on eight layers of seven different types of clothes, then I'll let you do it by yourself."

"Fine you can help." They made their way down the hall playfully bickering the whole way.



Xander still wanted to know what was going on.

"Can't we at least research this thing so I can know what is happening, even if I can't help?"

"Of course we can. Not that we'll find anything. There hasn't been any written account of a dimension of endless love since I was a little girl." Anya looked at the amazed faces and explained how she knew so much about it. " My cousin went to one. I'll tell you every thing."