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Buffy, Xander, and Willow are sitting at a small table in the kitchen. They're silent, but no one needs to crack into each others thoughts to know what they're thinking about. Xander finally breaks the silence with,

"So, she got Cordelia's visions."

"Yeah Xand, she got her visions," Willow said quietly.

He whispered, "So, then, Cordy's..."

"Gone," Buffy replied.

"Gone," He echoed with pain., "God, I could have loved that girl. I really wish I had, now. That doesn't quite make sense, but, I mean she fought the good fight and was crazy about me. Now, she's gone after doing the noble thing to do. And I just wished I had loved her. But, that's crazy right?"



"No," Buffy said in a whisper which they almost couldn't hear, "at least I hope not..." which no one did hear her say.

After thinking for a few moments, Willow spoke, "Didn't Cordy recieve her visions when they were given to her by..um.."

"Doyle," Buffy said.

"Right, now wouldn't Cordelia have had to give her visions to Allison?" Willow asked.

"I guess. Yeah, I suppose she would have had to given them to her, but one little hole. That might have been a little hard considering, you know, her being comatose for like five months," Buffy said.

"Unless..."

"Unless what, Will?" Xander asked.

"Well, what if that was how she gave her the visions? I mean, stranger things have happened. What if Cordelia contacted Allison while they were both sleeping and gave her the visions once she knew that it was looking like it might be the end for her?" Willow stated with mounting confidence in the idea.

"I don't know, Will. Mind connection? Doesn't that seem like a bit of a stretch?" Xander said.

"I don't know. I think it seems rather plausible that Cordelia saw something in this girl that made her think she was strong enough for the visions," Giles said as he walked into the room.

"Come on, Giles, really? And, hey, it's not polite to eavesdrop," Buffy said.

"I apologize."

"Good," Buffy replied.

They sat for a whike just talking about everything. They had been doing a lot of that since the demise of Sunnydale. After everything they had done they had just needed each other. Xander was destroyed with grief after losing Anya. Willow got really sick and almost died about a month after all the magic she used. It seemed there was a real magical backlash after having that much power go through you. Then Buffy, she lost Spike. He was her knight. She hadn't loved him, not like he loved her anyway, but he still was what kept her alive for those months of despair after Willow brought her back from the dead. She probably could have loved him, but Angel had to come make her so madly in love with him that she couldn't God damn love anyone else, probably never could again.

'Stupid heart, we're never going to be able to have him anyway, why not just give up?' Buffy thought silently.

"Wait, oh God..."

"What is it Buffy?" Xander asked.

"We have to go warn Angel," she said.

"What? Why? Is there something I'm not catching here? " Xander said chasing after Buffy as she moved from the room grabbing her coat and car keys.

"Buffy! What?" Xander said still following her.

"Xander," Willow said.

"Is some uber evil coming?" he tried again.

"Xander," Willow repeated.

Buffy wasn't even listening as she dashed out the door.

"What the? Why does Angel suddenly need to be warned about the big evilly before Buffy can stop for 2 seconds and tell us what's going on?"



"Because Xander, he's the one in danger," Willow explained

"How could she know that?" Xander said.

Now Giles stepped up, "Because, he is her heart, Xander"

Buffy was trying to panic as she sped her car up to 80.

'God, don't let me be too late. Please. I'll do anything just don't let me be too late. Why the hell didn't I figure it out sooner. I should have known. Who else could it have been? I'm so stupid. What if he's gone? What if I never get to see him again? What if I could have stopped this and.....Oh please God, don't let me be too late. '

She pulled her car into a spot across the street from Wolfram and Hart and ran into the building.

"Angel. I need to see Angel. Where is he?" she begged the first lawyer she saw.

"Oh sorry. He's not here right now. He's on one of his little "excursions" of sorts." the lawyer replied.

"You mean saving the helpless?" Buffy asked.

"Yeah, that," he said.

She turned towards the door and started running.

'He can't have gone far. I just have to keep running,' Buffy thought.

After running for what seemed like forever, she finally saw him.

"Angel!" she screamed.

He was fighting a gang of vamps and holding his own, but they were wearing him down. One came up behind him with a stake and raised it towards Angel's heart.

"No!"Buffy screamed.

She ran towards them as fast as she could. The vamp lowered the stake as Buffy ran towards him. She reached up and grabbed the stake out of his hand just in time. They continued to fight for a while until all the vamps, al least all the soulless ones, were dusted. Angel turned to her.

"Buffy, what are you doing here. How did you know..."

She was going to tell him, but it just wouldn't come out. How could she tell him? 'Oh, I knew you were going to die unless I didn't help, because a five your old who has your dead best friends' psychic visions told me.'

"I...It's that...," Buffy stammered.

"What is it, Buffy?" Angel asked.

Buffy opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She couldn't think of what to say, so she did the only thing that came to mind. She ran. She ran to her car, then drove as fast as she could back home. It took every ounce of strength she had not to look back.