Sunday, around noon
In a blur she was back at the post office.
"The Slayer has returned," the male said.
"Does she not like her boon?" the female asked.
"It's too much!" Buffy said. "Every time he touches me, I feel those memories. They mess up everything."
"This is how the Warrior felt, and why he could not allow himself the comfort of your company, even when the shadow of Angelus was removed," the male told her.
"Can't you undo it, some? Just a little?"
"No, we cannot modify," said the male.
"But we can roll back time — to before you touched, before those dark memories were made."
"Wait, you can go back in time?"
The Oracles smiled silently.
"Okay," said Buffy, clearly wigged. "So if we go back, I could change things."
"You could take one thought with you only, to not put yourself in that danger."
"But the demon would still come, Angel could still be human, but without hurting me first."
"Yes, he would have that opportunity," said the female, smiling sadly.
"Great, let's do it. I'm sure we can work it out without all that extra pain.
The male oracle said, "Your will be done."
There was a flash of light and