Once Buffy had returned to Giles' house, the pair of them sat down and began flicking through the book Buffy had retrieved. Well, Giles was looking while Buffy was waiting impatiently for her watcher to find what he was looking for in order to shed some light on what had happened to Faith. She knew she couldn't bear to lose another person so close to her without a fight; it almost killed her when she had arrived home to find her mother lying dead that fateful afternoon and she couldn't stand the idea of her being equally powerless again. She was the slayer, she was supposed to save the world and prevent death wherever she could. If she couldn't save Faith from whatever dimension she had been transported into, then her life simply wouldn't be worth living. Giles stopped his frantic page turning when he had reached a page with a drawing of a beautiful woman. She was dressed in very sacred looking robes and her hair was very long and a brilliant white colour.
"Ah, yes, just as I thought," he started, noting how tensely Buffy was now gripping his shoulder, "Faith is in no imminent danger. The circumstances you described to me about her abduction as well as the unusual activity of the local vampires and demons all pointed to one conclusion. She has been teleported to the Realm Of Eternity, or the plains of time as they're otherwise known. I gather you recognise the woman in that drawing." Buffy had been irresistibly drawn to the picture of the white-haired woman. Her heart had swelled with overwhelming love and emotion, as if she had known this person all her life.
"I feel like I do, in some strange way," she replied shakily, "she's like my mum or something. Although my actual mum looked nothing like her, I can't help but feel like she is my mum as well somehow." Giles nodded in understanding, rubbing the bridge of his nose with his index finger and his thumb. The lateness was beginning to tire him, but he knew they couldn't relax until Faith had returned to this plain of existence.
"Well, she is in a sense your mother," he explained, "and Faith's mother and indeed the mother of every slayer that has ever been. She goes by many names, depending on who it is speaking her name. For our sake, I shall refer to her simply as Wendy. Wendy is the mystical overseer of the slayer line; it is she who awakens a new slayer when the predecessor has died. She also keeps a constant vigil over the current slayer as well as greeting the ones who have passed on before they go onto a higher plain of existence. Every slayer who has been activated can feel her power and love flow through them as she watches over them. The vampires and demons fear Wendy, as she represents such love and compassion and she has the ability to change any aspect of time. My theory is, she has taken Faith to the Realm Of Eternity to reward her for something or in some way." At that moment, there was a knock on the doorframe of where Giles' front door once stood. Unsure as to who it could be, Buffy and Giles both approached cautiously for fear of there being a vampire or something else equally nasty waiting. What greeted them both was something much more shocking and surprising and both of them were taken aback. A face gazed back at them which they had not seen in over four years. In spite of the years, she had not aged a bit and her brown eyes were still as full of fun as they had been back then as well as an element of emotion.
"Hello Rupert," Jenny Calendar's soft voice uttered before Giles proceeded to faint on the spot.
Across town in Revello Drive, Dawn was almost panicking as Kennedy was lying in the middle of the living room floor, writhing and retching as terrible pains shook her body. All the frightened teenager could do was hold her girlfriend's hand until the terrible muscle spasms which had struck all of a sudden had stopped. Gradually the tremors left Kennedy's body as suddenly as they had started. She slowly moved up into a sitting position and reached out to gently stroke Dawn's cheek, wanting to alleviate the worry and fear there. Dawn leaned into her girlfriend's touch and found herself being kissed before she realised what was happening. The kiss was full of fire and urgency, which both aroused and excited Dawn, but also made her panic and she pulled back abruptly.
"Whoa! What was that?" she asked Kennedy, whose eyes had gone darker than Dawn had seen them go. The girl's eyes were burning with a fire which had not been there before and she dully recalled seeing something similar in both Buffy's and Faith's eyes not too long ago. It hit the younger girl what Kennedy had just underwent; she had just been made a slayer. This alarmed her, as she knew a slayer could only be called if one was dead. Before she could ponder anything more, there was a knock at the front door. Dawn went to answer it nervously; afraid in case there could be a vampire or something else on the other side. When she opened it, she found someone else standing there. A face she had not looked into for over a year, one which represented safety comfort and love all in one. Letting out a wail of grief and joy, Dawn threw herself into the arms of her mother.
"I'm here, Dawnie, everything will be alright now," Joyce Summers' voice was full of calm and reassurance and love. The best things about having a mum around had came back to Dawn after she thought she would never know such things ever again.
Buffy was slapping Giles gently on the face to try and revive him while Miss Calendar was supporting his head on her lap. Buffy was equally as shocked as Giles to be actually seeing Miss Calendar alive and well after Angelus had broken her neck all those years before. However, she was merely staying completely mute while her mind was trying to process what was going on. Faith had gone missing and now a figure from the past had reappeared apparently alive and well. Once Giles eyes had began to flicker open, Buffy let go of him and grabbed Miss Calendar by the throat with one hand. Pinning her to the floor, the slayer drew her fist back ready to start hitting what she surely felt had to be a demon in disguise; she hadn't forgotten how the First had taken Miss Calendar's form back in her last year of High School. However, Buffy was aware that she could actually physically touch this woman as her grip held Miss Calendar firmly to the floor, choking her slightly. Giles had by this point gotten up and was looking down at the apparently alive form of his love.
"Buffy, please release your grip on her so we can ask her a few questions," Giles paused while she released her hold, "now, I am going on the belief that you really are Jenny until I learn one way or another what you are. How did you come back to life? From what we believe, Willow has not done any kind of magic ever since the day she absorbed the dark magicks." Miss Calendar had been taking deep breaths while Giles had been talking and was now ready to answer.
"Rupert, you're right about Willow not doing any kind of magic," her voice was soothing and comforting, "I was brought back to life by Faith. The Divine Goddess gave Faith three wishes to change any aspect of the world she lived in. One of her wishes was for me to be brought back to life; I believe her reason was she couldn't bear you being alone any longer in life. I've seen myself from heaven how lonely you have been, Rupert. I will always be eternally gratefully to Faith for giving me a second chance at life." Unable to hold back anymore, Giles wrapped his arms tightly around his lost girlfriend and the two of them embraced deeply. Buffy could feel the intensity of the emotion from across the room and her heart swelled with love for the man she had come to see as a father and for her girlfriend's unselfish act. But she was still pining deeply for Faith, longed to hold her close and as such; she silently slipped outside while the lovers continued kissing. She decided to return to the graveyard to see if she could find any clues there.