"Think they'll survive without us, pet?"

"Xander won't last a second without me. Especially since he no longer has 20-20 vision."

Spike smirked as he lit up a cigarette, ignoring the no smoking sign in the lobby. "I never understood why you were going to marry him. I lived with him and I tried to kill myself."

"That's because you're a man. Two men living together like that - nothing good can come of it. Andrew, on the other hand, he's just like a woman. He's good for Xander. I just hope they see that."

"William The Bloody, also known as Spike?" A young woman called.

"What?"

"I'm afraid you're here by mistake. Can you come with me? We need to send you back to Earth."

"But I'm dead."

"Actually, our records have you being resurrected, sir. It's a long story; I'll fill you in on the details on the way.

Spike nodded toward Anya. "Can she come to? A 2-for-1 heroes deal?"

"Don't worry about me. I've got a lot of catching up to do here. Maybe I can find Hallie, or Tara even. Get going. If the Gods say you're alive, no amount of arguing is going to keep you dead."

"So I guess this is goodbye."

"Yep."