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Translations are italicized

Giles looked over at the women in front of Acathla, not really caring if the world ended. His slayer was dead and he blamed himself. He hung his head and cried silently.

Darla walked up to Acathla and motioned for Drusilla to join her. They smiled at each other. "Now it begins mummy."

"Yes, now it begins. Acathla... Mundatus sum... pro te necavi. Sanguinem meum...pro te effundam..." Darla slowly stepped toward the statue. "quo me dignum... esse demonstrem."

(Acathla... I am cleansed... here before you. My blood... flowing before you... makes me worthy... as I demonstrate.)

"Now Acathla…" Drusilla handed her the knife, "You will be free." She drew the blade of the knife across her palm, wincing, never letting her eyes leave the demon. "And so will we all."

Angel entered quietly, coming in behind one of the vampires standing between him and Darla. He lifted his sword and easily decapitated the demon, turning him to ash.

"Hello Darla. Ready to die?" Angel gave her his signature half-smile.

She snorted. "I don't have time for you."

"You don't have a lot of time left."

Darla laughed. "Coming on a bit strong, don't you think? You're playing some deep odds here. Do you really think you can take us all on?"

"No, but I do have my boy here." Spike came out from behind a pillar, carrying an ax.

"Hey bitch, ready to end this?" Spike drew his ax up.

"Isn't that the kettle calling the bitch black? Couldn't stay too far from Angelus, could you? I am so not surprised."

Drusilla saw Spike and was filled with anger at his betrayal. She made a running leap at him. Spike saw her coming and put his fist out to stop her cold. She fell unconscious on the floor.

During the commotion, Xander saw his chance to get Giles. He came behind his chair and began to untie him. "Giles?"

"Xander?"

"Yeah G-Man. Can you walk?"

"It's not you. You're not real." Giles shook his head, trying to clear his head.

"So confused now. Of course it's me." Xander finished untying him.

"It's a trick. They get inside my head, make me see things I want." Giles was so weak, he couldn't take much more. And his slayer was dead. He sobbed.

"Then why would they make you see me?"

Giles paused for a moment. "You're right."

"Where's the Buffster?" Xander looked all around and didn't see her.

Giles let out another sob. "Darla killed her Xander. I couldn't do anything."

Xander swallowed hard. "We have to get out of here."

Jenny cast her stones and gave Cordelia her cue, Kendra kept waving her burning herbs and incense.

Cordelia spoke the words she didn't understand. "Quod perditum est, invenietur."

(What is lost, return.)

Jenny spoke, "Not dead…nor living. Spirits of the interregnum, I call. Return! I call on…" Jenny's head snapped back, her eyes wide open, her head snapped back down, staring into the orb. She begins to chant again, this time in a language unfamiliar to both Cordelia and Kendra.

Cordelia looked over to the teacher. "Miss Calendar? Jenny? Are you okay?"

Worriedly, Kendra asked Cordelia, "Is this a good ting?"

Cordelia could only shrug in confusion. "Maybe?"

Jenny continued, "Te implor, Doamne, nu ignora aceasta rugaminte. Nici mort, nici al fiintei... Lasa orbita sa fie vasul care-i va transporta, sufletul la el."

(I implore you, Lord, do not ignore this request. Neither dead, nor of the living... Let this Orb be the vessel that will carry his soul to her.)

"Hey, speak English!"

"Gods bind her…cast her heart from the evil realm!" The table began to shudder. "Asa sa fie! Asa sa fie! Acum!"

(So it shall be! So it shall be! Now!)

The orb began to glow brightly for a moment and then went dark. Jenny relaxed, her shoulders slumping forward.

Willow gasped loudly and groaned in agonizing pain. All three women went over to the cage, Kendra helping a very weak Jenny Calendar.

"Willow?" Cordelia was so afraid it didn't work. Xander would be devastated.

Willow looked up, a very confused look on her face. "What…where am I? Where's Oz? What…I don't remember. How did…Darla! She…she bit me, did Buffy save me?" She looked at the three faces staring at her. "Okay you guys, say something. I'm getting really freaked here. And why am I here? How? Jeez! Will someone please tell me what's going on?"

Jenny moved closer. "Willow, how do you feel?"

"Weird. Really weird. And it's not helping that you're all staring at me. Do I have something on my face?" She put a hand up to brush her face. "I'm so cold. My skin's so cold…" She put her hand to her heart. "Oh my god, my heart's not beating." She looked at all three of them again, panic threatening to overtake her. Cordelia could see the panic and the tears forming in her eyes.

"Willow. It's all going to be okay. As soon as the others get here, you'll see. It's going to all be fine."

"No. Tell me now. What happened." She paused, remembering. "Oh my god, she did it, that stupid bitch…sorry…that awful woman. She killed me, didn't she? She turned me into a vampire, didn't she?" She fell back down to the floor and began to sob.

Cordelia grabbed the keys from the table and went to open the door. Kendra stopped her. "It could be a trick, we don't know for sure…"

"I don't care, she needs me. If she kills me, just kill her back." Cordelia went in and took Willow in her arms. "Shhh…shhh…at least you're here. And you have your soul." She rocked her.

"Cordelia, I'm a demon. How can I live like this? Buffy will hate me. And blood, oh my god, I can't drink blood." She shivered, never letting go of Cordelia.

Cordelia held onto her, letting her cry herself out. "No one will ever stop loving you. You're Willow, how could anyone ever stop loving you? Now if it had been me, please. I don't think anyone could've seen any difference. Well, Xander maybe." She got up, bringing Willow with her. "Let's go upstairs where it's a little more comfy. I am so going to ruin there pants if I sit on this floor much longer."

Jenny and Kendra stared in disbelief, neither believing Cordelia capable of such compassion. Jenny turned to Kendra, "Willow a souled vampire, now I can handle that. Cordelia being a caring, compassionate person, this'll take some getting use to."