When Willow said that she could heal his eye, he had thought it would be sort of a 'wax on, wax off' sort of thing. But it had proved to be a bit harder.

He was at the vineyard. The Potentials were running about - the screams and frantic footfalls sounded exactly the same. And Kennedy is running away. Then Caleb grabs him. He closes his eyes, knowing what will happen next.

Except it doesn't.

He slowly opens one eye. Willow is standing where Caleb once stood, her white hair waving in some invisible wind. She smiles, then grasps his hand.

"All better now."