"You're a pig, Xander." Cordelia accused, the moment they materialized in a new reality. "Is the fact that Kyra merging with me left me with bigger breasts the only thing you're grateful for?"

"No, I'm grateful that you're not the Slayer. I'm grateful I'm not him. Being the Slayer means living under a death sentence in a prison. She will live and die in Sunnydale and he will be forced to watch it happen. He will spend every day fighting to keep her alive, knowing someday he'll have to bury her. And then he'll live the rest of his life without her. Which won't last very long because he'll go right on fighting and killing the things responsible for her death until he has no strength left to keep fighting and then he'll die too. It's doubtful there'll be anyone left to bury him at that point, because I doubt Jesse would let him fight alone and somewhere along the way, he'll die too."

"Gods, Xander." Cordelia murmured.

"Soulmates, Cordy. There's no reality where that changes. There are realities where we may never meet and realities where we'll try to love other people, but it'll never match what we can have together and somewhere in their souls they will always know that. I was awestruck by a living superhero when Buffy came to town. Add in the fact that she was built to fight vampires, the monsters that took the closest thing to a brother I ever had from me. Of course I would all but worship her. 'Til I took a good long, hard look at her and realized she was as flawed as any other human. Maybe more, because every Buffy we've met needs serious psychological help. Maybe because she's a Slayer or maybe she started out damaged and was just able to hide it for awhile. Like Willow. She was damaged long before Buffy ever came to town. So was I. Duncan's acceptance and friendship healed alot of pain in me. Your love has healed more. He doesn't have a Duncan looking out for him. I can see his future all too clearly, because he's me. The me I'd be without you or the family Duncan gave us."

"And she's me. She's stronger for his love and support and she knows it. They'll be a team in every sense of the word for a long time. So will we. We're going to be alright because we have each other. But I hope you're right and that we're finally done with meeting doubles of ourselves."

"I didn't say we wouldn't meet other versions of ourselves. I said I think we were defaulting to realities similar to our own. There's a difference. There was a me in that NCIS world. I heard them talking about him. He's under going Special Forces training and qualified for Ranger School. Tony and Jessica are the same there, drunks. The only difference seems to be that he grew up in L.A. So we may meet other versions of ourselves. Just not in Sunnydale."

"Okay, as long as we stay out of Sunnydale from now, I'm fine with that. You, especially, do not belong anywhere near a Hellmouth."

"Yeah, immortal + quickening + Hellmouth can equal diaster real fast." He agreed with a grimace. "Well, let's figure out where we are and if there's anyone we can help around here."

"Xander, before we do that, we need to evaluate what we have left over from the Halloween spell. I can still read David. I remember everything She-ra can do, even if I don't remember her life. As She-ra she really was very strong, fast and could heal people. And the Sword of Protection still hasn't turned back into a toy. We're in a totally different reality and I think I can still use it to shoot energy bolts! I don't know if I can actually turn into She-ra or just retained her powers, but I think we need to figure it out."

"You're right, we do. I still remember Clint Barton, Hawkeye's abilities as well. He really could give Duncan a run for his money in martial arts and was really good with a bow and arrows and by the way, mine are still real too, even in another reality. Trick arrows, some of which have timer explosives on them. Which could come in handy against another version of the Master, for instance. So you're right, we need to figure out if it's just knowledge or can we actually use it."

After a couple of hours they came to some conclusions.

"I can't turn into She-ra and I'm not super strong." Cordelia decided. "But I can heal and use the Sword of Protection, both as a sword and to shoot energy. Real energy beams as demonstrated by the trees I set on fire by shooting at them. And apparently you can teleport water. Handy skill to have."

"And I still know how to do all the martial arts Clint could do. Not at his level, that'll take time and alot of practice, but I know the moves. They aren't just pictures in my head. And I can handle the bow pretty good, even some of the trick shots he could do. I'll have to build some dimensional pockets to store your new sword and my bow and arrows. Now we have more things we need to master and we still haven't figured out or completely mastered what we already have. Which probably means we're going to be traveling for a longer time. We should go back and kick that Giles' butt for that reason alone."

"Except, like me, you don't mind the upgrade. Or the extra time we get to spend together."

"No, I don't. I like the practical skills and you really did look hot in that dress. Win win."