Part 2
"We come from the same place," Giles repeated. "We are daughters, and in the end, we die in the same way."
"Yes Giles," Buffy said, impatiently as her Watcher emerged from the kitchen with a steaming mug of tea. "It's not going to change, no matter how many times you repeat it."
Giles sat down at his desk, paused, and began to chew on the earpiece of his eyeglasses. He began to try to speak several times, and hesitated. Finally, he asked, "And you're fairly certain that this was a prophetic dream, yes?"
"Fairly certain, yes, considering that the girl in my dream was practically wearing a flashing neon sign around her neck that said this is a prophetic dream."
"All right," he sighed. "Anything else you can remember?"
Buffy considered. "Oh, at the very end of the dream, she smiled."
"She smiled?"
"Yeah, but it was a smile that gave me the total wig. It was like she could read my mind, like she knew stuff about me, wanted to sleep with me and maybe kill me all at once. It was a penetrating smile, you know?"
"Interesting," Giles said, falling back into his earpiece-chewing stupor.
"So what do you think?"
"Well, it sounds like fairly standard pagan fodder, about light and dark being two sides of the same coin, about being daughters, perhaps of the earth," Giles said. "And the bit about coming from the same place and dying in the same way, again, the cycle of life, we're all connected, all part of the same great mother... or something."
A pause. Buffy's incredulous look hadn't changed.
She asked, "So what do you think?"
"I think that it's not the message that needs working out, because the message is simple. It's why you're getting the message, and why now. The young woman in your dream could be a type of spirit guide, but... it doesn't explain the why of the thing. Few humans are more connected to the primal forces than you, if any, and it doesn't seem as though you need reminding."
"Maybe it's my new-and-improved supersonic training regimen that's got the spirit getting all guidey," Buffy offered. "Since you became my Watcher again, it's been all spiritual all the time, and maybe we awakened something."
"Perhaps," he said. "But I think you should be especially careful how you tread, just to be safe."
"So I should slay en pointe tonight?"
"Just be prudent."