Xander's POV

//and I want to believe you, when you tell me that it'll be ok//

I just want her to be safe…is it that much to ask?

Xander sat in the gardens, looking up at the sky.

//And I try to believe you…//

"You know…there's all these great things written about you…about how, you make miracles happen. Well, here's your chance. I mean what better time to prove that than with stopping an apocalypse?"

//but I don't//

I'm watching the sky, and I can't help but wonder if he's listening.

It's funny. In all the years of slaying with Buffy, it never occurred to us to pray…for our lives, for the world to not end.

//Not funny 'ha ha' but funny like…different//

How did we get this far…I mean the entire Scooby gang is still alive. You'd think with all the demon activity and such, well…at least one of us would've died.

Not that I'm unhappy were all alive.

It's just….Lucky much?

I start walking up to Buffy's room and I notice the door is open.

Buffy's door is always closed, whether were in a hotel or her house.

"Strange….oh wait, I forgot who I hang out with."

I walk into the empty room and the window beside her bed is hanging wide open.

"Well….that can't be good"

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Angel POV

"What?"

"Yea, I went into her room and she wasn't in there."

"Damn….Get the others, were going to look for her."

"Angel, we don't have a clue where she is."

"I think I have a good Idea."

I should've known Wolfram and Hart were up to something.

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