The next morning Willow got up and headed to the magic shop, Xander and Anya were away visiting relatives so Giles was in charge.
"Good morning Willow."
"Oh, hi Giles, I just need a couple of ingredients, I'll pay later."
"Okay, anything pacific?"
"No, just simple floating a pencil stuff."
"Sure, work away, so where is Tara?"
"Still in the house, she's waiting for me." Willow went behind shelves and carefully picked out what she needed. It wasn't long before she arrived home.
"Hi Tara,"
"Hi, did you get what we needed?"
"Yes, I got everything, is Buffy still…"
"In bed, I feel king of bad, destroying her whole carpet," said Tara.
"No don't, it happens, she was just a little down with everything crowding in around her lately, but don't worry, right lets go upstairs and work on this, I'm just wanting to get it done before it attacks us again."
They headed upstairs and with in an hour, the potion was complete.
"What do we do now?" Willow asked.
"I'm thinking either wait until it attacks or go hunting, either gets' me worried."
"I guess, maybe if we wait until it attacks," replied Willow.
"So until then we just live the normal life?"
"That's pretty much it, if you take half and I'll take half, so if it attacks, aim high," said Willow.
"Okay but many warriors approached it with this stuff and couldn't get close enough, what makes you think that we're going to succeed?"
"Luck, anyway, that was years' ago, if we take a weapon of some kind, preferably long, sharp and pointy, it should be okay."
"Really?" Came a voice, they looked over, it was the demon.
" Tara, throw it!" Screamed Willow.
Tara threw the bottle at the gang; it hit them, but had no effect.
"Stupid witches, you had the ingredients, but forgot the one thing that makes it work," said the demon.
Willow grabbed Tara and they ran, they ran down the hall, through the kitchen and out the back door.
"Here, behind the shed," gasped Tara.
They hid behind the shed, footsteps were close,
"Witches, come on out were ever you are," it was a girls voice, the girl spotted the gate lying wide open.
"They're gone," she said to another girl, "they've escaped, let's go."