Disclaimer: I don't think I own anything. Then again, I don't really think much at all.

P.S. This is BA with sympathy towards BS, and Rhina, there will be absoloutely no WG, because the idea of that really creeps me out.

"So, Giles, who was your Catherine?"

"Willow, what are you talking about?"

"You know, in Wuthering Heights, Heathcliff and Catherine were so in love, but they could just never make it work. Angel is Buffy's Heathcliff, Anya was Xander's Catherine. Who is your someone who you could never have?" Willow asked somewhat distractedly.

"Well, there was a girl I particularly fancied in grade school who moved to Scotland to live with her aunt." Giles replied.

"That doesn't count. Now, for real. Who was your Catherine?" she said, now focusing on her topic of thought.

"I suppose it was Olivia,"

"I remember her. She was the one you were doin' the dirty dirty with on Buffy's first day of college, so you didn't go help her fight the vampire nest until after they were all dusted."

"Well, uh, yes, you could put it that way," Giles muttered, obviously embarressed.

"And the one who was here when no one could talk, so you two were doing the dirty dirty again," Willow rambled on.

"Willow, I don't think---how did you know about those things?" Giles asked.

"What do you mean?" Willow said.

"I don't remember, and am almost positive I would never, tell you about either of those occasions," Giles said with an increasing amount of scoldy-ness in his tone.

"Well, um, when I got bored and no one was talking I just sort of, used to, peek around your heads sometime," Willow replied sheepishly.

"Willow, that is an incredible invasion of privacy and I cannot believe that you would invade your friends' personal thoughts like that!" Giles yelled at Willow.

"But, Giles. It was usually okay. I mean, you guys were usually thinking about how much you'd like a cookie right then or something," Willow tried to defend herself.

Giles just rolled his eyes exasperatedly and went back to reading a book on the ancient demons of central Australia.

"It's not like I killed someone," Willow mumbles.

"But, the slimy thing did,"

Willow and Giles both turned to see Allison walk into the room in pajamas.

"Did you get a vision?" Willow said running up to her and checking to see if she was alright.

Allison nodded her head, "The girl in the white dress is gonna die," Allison stated flatly while playing with the sleeve of her pajamas absent-mindedly.

"Okay, good. Let's go and get Buffy and Angel and send them to where they have to go to save her," Willow said as she walked the girl out of the room.

Giles continued to sit and finally realized what had been bothering him about Allison.

"Fear," he said quietly to himself.

Allison experienced the same things that nearly killed a half-demon and drove a grown woman temporarily insane. If a five year-old child experienced these things in the same way how come she was never afraid?

Buffy was sitting in the room of her hotel. She'd pace, then sit, then pace, then sit in a circling pattern. It was about 3 AM when she heard Willow's car outside.

"Hey, Buffy," Willow said as she walked into Buffy's room carrying Allison.

"Hi, Willow," Buffy said.

"She got a vision about a big slimy thing, which from what she told seems to be a Tamaiak demon living in an abandoned church," Willow said, starting to try and wake Allison slowly.

"Alright then, let's go. We'll take my car. It's faster," Buffy said.

"Buffy, shouldn't we go get Angel. He is, sort of, the one the visions are for," Willow said.

Buffy looked away from Willow after hearing Angel's name.

"Buffy, what happened?" Willow asked immediayely realizing something was wrong with her friend.

"We, sort of, kissed," Buffy said unsure of herself.

"What? Oh god, Buffy. It didn't go any farther than that, right? He still has a soul," Willow asked, hugging Buffy.

"Yeah, he's still Angel, he just, we just, God Willow, I miss him so much," Buffy finally broke down in tears.

"I know, Buffy, Willow consoled, "but Buffy, there's a girl out there who's going to die if we don't stop it, and we're definately not going to go get Angel now, but we have to go save her."

"Okay, yeah. Let's go," Buffy said wiping her tears.

"Sorry, Buffy," Willow said before Buffy cut her off.

"No, I have to be strong. That's what we heroes do, right?" Buffy said with a weak smile.