I looked at Buffy and the fear she had in her eyes. I turned and looked over at where Cordelia was standing. He face was red from crying. I had to think fast. I took the knife and quickly turned ant threw it at Drusilla. But Drusilla saw it coming and jumped out of the way. The knife continued to fly and to my horror struck Tara.

It all happened so fast that I didn't see it coming. I just felt the knife hit me in my heart. I think I let out a scream as I fell to the floor, but I can't remember. Now as I lay on the ground, I hear the voices of my friends faintly in the background and I see the bright light to lead me to my eternal life.

"Tara! No!" Willow screamed. She fell toward Tara and began to cry.

Drusilla's eyes gleamed with hatred. She turned toward Angel and shouted out a curse. The floor cracked and opened. Flames rose and scorched the ceiling. Angel fell through screaming and trying to catch a hold of something to stay up. He grabbed desperately for something. Tara's corpse was the closest thing he could find. He pulled at her body, but it wasn't heavy enough. They both fell through the floor to the pits of Hell!

Angel screamed his last words, "Cordelia I love you, take care of Connor!"

My heart sank. Tara, Angel and Spike were dead and in Hell. I looked at Willow, she was in tears and Oz was holding her. Cordelia was grasping Connor while Fred, Wesley and Gunn stood stunned.

I turned toward Drusilla with hatred in my eyes. I could feel my temperature rise with anger. I reached for the knife on the wall and chucked it at Drusilla. She tried to dodge it, but my aim was impeccable. She screamed with pain and poofed into dust.

2 DAYS LATER

Gunn, Wesley, Fred and Connor had all went back to LA. Cordelia stayed behind to discuss matters with Buffy and Willow. Oz decided to go back to LA with the others.

Cordelia, Buffy, and Willow stood inside the magic shop collecting items.

"I think we have everything," Willow said as they sat the items down on a table. "So who do we bring back?"

The three girls all stared at each other. Each one wanted their lover back, but neither could decide who absolutely needed to be brought back. Cordelia spoke up first.

"We need to bring Angel back. He has a son he needs to get to know.. He is important to this world. He is a warrior. Eh helps the helpless. He is needed to keep order in this world," She choked back tears. "I love him, his son needs him. I think Angel is the obvious choice."

Willow got angry. "Why is Angel the obvious choice? What about Tara? She's a very powerful witch. She can be of great use to us in the future when we need to fight demons," She began to cry. "She's a part of me, I need her. We all need her for her powers."

Buffy got up, tears were pouring down her face. "I know Angel is a warrior and helps the helpless, and Tara is a powerful witch and she can be useful to the gang in the future, but what about me and my needs? Spike may be just a neutered vampire to you guys, but to me he was more. He helped me through all the hard times I've faced the last few months. I need him more than the world needs Angel or we need Tara. He is part of me."

The three girls stared at each other for a few minutes taking everyone's arguments into consideration. Each person had strong arguments why their love should come back. But they could only bring one person back. They communicated silently through their eyes and they knew whom they needed to bring back. The three girls raised from their chairs and headed toward the cemetery.

They quickly reached their destination and placed candles in a circle. The began to chant an incantation that sounded like a cry from a wounded animal. A light formed and appeared to have the figure of a person. I quickly fell to the floor taking on skin and growing hair that appeared white from the light.

The ground shook and trembled throwing the girls down to their knees. The body rose to its feet and peered into the eyes of the women as the sun began to rise over the graveyard.

The sun felt warm on my skin. It bathed me. It made my blood boil. My eyes shut tight because they stung from so much sunlight. I fell to the floor and cried.

"Are you okay?"

"I don't know if I'll ever be okay!"

the end