Spike spoke, looking at her with his fiery blue eyes, and she could hear the anger in his voice as the door burst open, people rushing in. Buffy heard her name many times; saw many familiar faces, all moving closer to her, asking questions. Willow, Xander, Anya, Tara. She remembered them. She saw Spike move, knew he wanted to leave, which made Buffy cry out as she threw herself into his arms. No, don't leave me, please. Immediately, he held her protectively, smoothing her hair.

Dawn yelled,"Quiet! And Spike, don't you dare leave." Back to the Scoobies "You did this?"

Buffy looked up, no one seeing the contempt in her eyes as Willow answered defiantly, "Yes. We did a spell." She was so proud of what she had done, it made Buffy sick.

"Why is she so dirty? And her hands?!" Dawn shouted at them, having already figured out the answer.

Finally, guilt flashed in their eyes. Xander spoke, "We, we didn't mean to. But we brought her back right where we left her. She had to claw her way out. Buffy," He looked at her. "We're so sorry." He moved to step forward, but Buffy put her hands up and Spike growled, "Bloody fucking morons! If you were that careless, think of what you could have done! Magic always has consequences."

This got a rise out of Willow. "She was in Hell! We couldn't leave her there…"

She was interrupted by a dark, humorless laugh from Buffy. "You ignorant, selfish little bitch!" She spat. "I was in heaven! After all these years of pain and fear and loss, I was happy. At peace. You dragged me back into Hell!" She screamed, before collapsing into Spike. He held her as Dawn, tears in her eyes, turned to Willow, Xander, Tara, and Anya.

"Leave."

And they left.