AN: Dedicated to my sole reviewer spikesbitch16 who is awesome! Thank you very much. I know the time is all wrong, but pretend it is.

Spoilers: "Waiting in the Wings"

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The Spell

No one had mentioned Willow's outburst the next day. Willow was waiting for it to come. She expected Cordy would be the one to crack first. She was very surprised when Fred spoke up.

"How can you love someone who hit you?"

The room was deadly silent with all eyes on Willow. She shifted uncomfortably under their gaze. Finally she said, "I don't know". Willow shook her head as if she was disappointed in herself.

"Don't get me wrong, I hate him right now."

Cordelia spoke, "Ok guys, Willow is here on vacation, and we are not going to talk about depressing stuff while she is here. Fred, we girls are going shopping so get your purse."

Willow groaned. "Cordy…"

"I'm not listening to any complaints. You need clothes and I want to go shopping, so we're going."

"Cordy, I have no money."

"Oh me neither. Angel?"

Angel grudgingly handed her his credit card.

"Don't worry Angel; we'll put a big dent in it for ya."

She kissed his cheek.

The three girls walked down the sidewalk, arms laden with shopping bags. Willow laughed. "I never knew shopping could be fun."

Cordelia laughed. "Why do you think I do it so much?" "Hey guys let's go in here", Fred said. They entered the dress shop. "Wes said we're going to the ballet, so we need dresses." They flipped through dresses and each found beautiful ones. Then they went to get a bit to eat.

Willow got a milkshake because her lip was still sore, and they headed back to Angel Investigations with smiles on their faces.

Angel was yelling at Gunn for some reason, but stopped when he saw the girls enter. He did something very unAngel-like and hugged Willow. Willow looked surprised. Gunn threw a grateful glance over to the girls and headed upstairs. "What was that for?"

Angel just shrugged and said sheepishly, "I was worried."

Wes walked in with a book and described the new monster in L.A. Willow stood up to grab her laptop and help with research. She found out that this demon, the barshne, had to be killed by cutting off both legs, which contained the demon's two hearts. They all grabbed their weapons and headed out the door. Willow felt at home for the first time in a long time.

Willow's POV

The demon was HUGE. I mean ENORMOUS. It was twice the height of Angel and five times wider than Angel. We barely were the height of its knee. How the hell are we supposed to cut of BOTH of its legs, let alone one. I could already tell I'd be little help with this demon, because I am weak and not really in a stable condition to do magick.

I mean hello? I tried to end the world, not to mention my boyfriend…I mean ex-boyfriend hit me. I'm upset, and therefore no help to Angel whatsoever.

I did the only thing I could. I threw rocks at it.

Thinking back on it, this probably wasn't the greatest idea in the world. Now, I was running for my life from this GIGANTIC demon with terrible breath.

Where the hell is Angel or Gunn? I don't even need a knight in shining armor. I just need someone yielding a big sharp metal weapon.

I took a daring look back and saw my friends on the ground a long distance away. Oh you know, I also saw a very BIG, angry demon running after me.

Shit!
If my PE coach told me that running the mile would help me get away from a TITANIC demon, I would have tried harder.

I was so tired, so terribly tired. My breaths were coming in short bursts and my chest was aching. I chanced another look back and I couldn't even see my friends anymore.

I was going to die. I was going to die in a graveyard by a demon on steroids. I don't even have a freaking weapon. Not like it would help. My friends could be dead too. I have two options.

One, I could stop running and be killed or two, I could try magick and either kill the demon which may kill me or I won't be able to do a spell and I'll die.

I realized that there was a very big chance that I was going to die. As I ran, I ran through spells in my head. Having made my decision I turned and froze the demon. It worked!

I could feel my energy draining so I quickly conjured a knife. I made a slicing moving with my hand and the knife mimicked it, slicing the demon's legshh off. My sight was turning black. I was fighting it, but I was slowly drifting. My last thought was: Take that you ugly MASSIVE demon!