Angel untied Giles, draping his arm around his shoulder and helping him up. He didn't know how it happened, but Angelus had dissapeared with a slight pop. Angel nudged the door open with his foot and stepped out, tightening his grip around Giles. Angel looked down the stairs, he knew Giles wouldn't be able to walk down them with the little strength he had. So, Angel picked up Giles and hung him over his shoulder as he walked down slowly.

The house was still deserted. Everything seemed normal, except it was quiet. Angel carefully placed Giles on the sofa, placing a pillow under his head and stepping back. Giles let out a whimper, turning on his side and coughing.

"I'll be back soon, Giles, I just need to make sure everyone else is ok," said Angel.

"F-f-find them, Angel," choked Giles.

Angel nodded and rushed out of the room, pulling his coat off the coat rack. He opened the door and stepped outside; everything had become light again. Angel breathed a sigh of relief before jogging out of the house, closing the door behind him.

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Buffy heard a faint pop, however she didn't possess the energy to look up. She had spent the last few hours thinking about the Masters words, wondering what he meant when he wondered if she could cope with two. Two what ? Buffy, deciding that she was the chosen one for a reason, looked up and was surprised when she realised she was alone. She wondered if Oz had gotten to Willow in time, if he had saved the sorry world that had been planned to be , she heard the door open and looked towards it. A tall figure walked in, she squinted her eyes and gave a sigh of relief.

"Angel," she whispered.

"Buffy," Angel gasped.

He ran over and untied the ropes, cursing himself for letting this happen to her. If he had gone with, even though she had argued against it, maybe she wouldn't of been in this state.

"Are you alright ?" asked Angel, helping her stand up.

Buffy collapsed beneath her weight and fell into Angel's chest. Angel stroked her hair, breathing in her scent.

"I'm fine," replied Buffy, standing up straight.

Angel shook his head and picked her up, cradling her like a baby in his arms. Much to his surprise, Buffy let him and rested her head against his chest. Angel shuffled out of the Magic Box, slamming the door behind him.

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Faith walked up the garden path, her head held high, and looked around. She still expected the Mayor to jump out at her, or some of the other evil ones, but none of them came. She opened the door and stepped inside the house, noticing how silent it was. Faith walked into the sitting room and saw Giles, hanging up the phone, with huge cuts over his face.

"Giles! What the hell happened to you ?" questioned Faith, coming to a halt.

"Faith, are you Ok ? Angelus seemed in the mood for, well, um, torturing me. Again," answered Giles, limping slightly as he returned to the sofa.

Faith's eyes widened. She took a seat besides the Watcher, trying not to nudge or hit him, and sat in silence. Neither of them spoke, both entranced in their own thoughts. They had been through a lot, right now all they wanted was to go asleep. Although, they still wanted to see if everyone else was safe.

"Giles, what is going to happen to Willow now ?" asked Faith, turning her head to face him.

Giles took off his glasses and wiped them on his shirt, pondering his answer. Being truthful, he didn't know what would happen with Willow. She had taken a life, he knew that Willow would never forgive herself for that. And so much damage had been caused, together all of them had to work through it.

"I'm not sure, Faith," sighed Giles, placing his glasses back on his nose.

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Cordelia hung up the phone and sighed. The apocolypse was over, Willow had been stopped and she could return home with Phoebe now. Cordelia had already packed her suitcase and two duffel bag, which held her belogings, and had thrown it in the car. Now, she needed to wake up Phoebe and set off. Back in her teen years, Cordelia had been desperate to get away from Sunnydale and the evilness it held. Now, however, she couldn't shake the feelings that it was where she belonged and where she was needed. Cordelia shuffled over to the cot, which held her friends daughter, and peeked over.

"Looks like we're going home, sweetie," smiled Cordelia.

She streched out her arms and picked up Phoebe, cradling her in her chest.

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Willow was still held in Oz's embrace, however the tears had stopped and now she was just trying to control her breathing. She breathed in Oz's scent, he would never know how thankful she was for saving her. For saving the world. Willow loathed what she had become, how much darkness and destruction the magic had thoughts suddenly travelled to Tara; her lifeless body falling to the floor, her last few words before she was stripped away from the world. Tears began to cascade down Willow's face again, she leant back into Oz's chest and wondered how she would get through this nightmare.

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