It was the next night when Xander dragged Buffy and Willow back to the grave site of "JACKY BOY". They were standing, annoyed, in front of the gravestone.
"Are you sure this guy is a sharp and pointy? He'd totally be running around raising hell by now if he was."
"Look, arlight," Xander replied, "I saw the body myself. He'd been dinner."
"I don't know. Are you sure you're not just doing this so you don't have to sit home with Anya?"
"What! Things are great between us. It's just...you know, high stress factor right now. All this planning and plotting for the wedding. I've never been good at that sort of thing."
Buffy and Willow share a look, then she sighs, "Fine."
Giles is standing apart, leaning his back against the same fence Willow was thrown through two days before, sipping steaming tea from the cap of a thermos. Spike walks up from the other side and leans against it and scoughs:
"Looks like Buffy faced her Demon and every things all hunky dory again."
As they looked on a Vampire shoved his head through the ground, made a snarl and attempted to pull himself the rest of the way out; he couldn't do it, "Damn it! I don't suppose one of you three could help me out?"
Willow, with a flick of her wrist, raises the flailing vampire into the air and Buffy dusts him.
"Xander was right."
"Go me!"
"Alright, I'm going home now. Willow, you have gotten really good at this magic stuff, I should take you along on these patrols more often. Well, maybe not, that might make Tara angry and then Dawn'll be pissed at me."
Xander and Willow share a look pregnant with ominousness.
Giles notices this, sighs inwardly, and says, "There are a lot more demons left to face."
Then he follows Buffy, Xander and Willow as they walk away bickering like friends from the cemetery leaving Spike behind, watching them disappear into the night.
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A/N: Now it's finished, I hope you liked it.