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Thanks Once again to my beta Bera-Moon, Who will be happy to see all the B/A-ness that the next chapter will bring.

Willow POV:

I was typing, in fact that was all I seemed to be doing as of late. Well that, and worrying. I took a sip of my too bitter, but oh-so-caffeine-filled coffee, and then surprise surprise, continued typing.

That's when the red phone rang. The emergency phone. I picked it up "Hello"

The voice on the other end was a strangers "This is base operator p43, asking permission to speech"

"Permission granted", I said, trying my best to act official or at the very least not incompetent.

"The cease fire has ended". I almost dropped the phone right then and there. Perhaps I should have, when you take into consideration the news that came next "Operative 101 has been killed". Operative 101 was faith. Damn.

Liam: Pov

I had felt Faith die while we were in the jungle; I had felt all my clones die, and even the ones I had never known. All had died in blood, none in peace. I couldn't tell Buffy that yet, though, she had to find out on her own terms, she still had to deal with my jungle revelations.

I pulled on the throttle to level the plane, and Buffy glanced over at me from the co pilot seat. She hadn't spoken a significant word since, we had left the temple. All she had done was mumble, about needing a drink, or needing the ladies room. Nothing specific. I was beginning to worry. Buffy always had something to say.

I angled the plane to the left slightly; I felt Buffy's eyes on me.

"What do you want to know?" I asked the words sounded harsh, but my voice was soft.

Buffy swallowed nervously "Your lover who was she"

"Her name was Darla. She was a fallen Immortal when we first met. She had no memory, nothing, but this incredible ability to heal. It was my job to help her remember"

"What had she done"

I gulped then answered, "Honestly never knew, people dropped hints though. It was much worse then my transgression, considerable though it was. Millions of deaths, everyone painted her as Helen of troy. But I didn't know enough then to resist"

"How long were you together" I kept my eyes on the sky even though I desperately wanted to leave the pilots seat sweep Buffy up into my arms like a child and comfort her. Although considering that I was the one flying the plane it probably wasn't the best idea.

"About two centuries, she got her memories back after 150 years. It went down hill from there."

Buffy nodded, she couldn't understand all the subtitles, but she was trying. Buffy tired, and failed to smile," was she better then me, or prettier?"

'No of course not." I said genuinely shocked at the question. "How could you ask anything like that?

"You destroyed a town for her"

"Yes I did, I was younger then"

"You were younger, but not young." Buffy paused and I took my eyes off the clouds and looked into hers "Would you destroy a town for me"

I tried my best to stop from laughing, a little "humph" escaped though. "No, but Buffy for you I am trying to save the world"

Buffy smiled at that, and I started our decent, hoping that somehow her smile could persevere through the hard news that she was about to receive.

It didn't, and thirty minutes later she was crying in my arms.

There wasn't much time for crying, because the war had begun again . . .Damn.

Next chapter: Wesley and a battle.