Half an hour later, everyone has arrived. Willow is seated on my left, and Anya and Xander are seated on Willow's left on the couch. Dawn is standing by the couch, not far from Anya and Xander.

I stand up and go to stand by the coffee table.

"Did you have a…you know…after you came back from…you know?" Willows asks.

"No, Wills. I didn't have a vision after I came back from being in a coma for six months. I'm here because I was summoned as the next Slayer. I don't know why, but I'll do my best. Maybe Buff will give me a helping hand and—" I look down. "Doyle, too." I look back up and sigh.

Everyone is silent until Xander speaks.

"Cor…a coma?"

"Yes, Xan. A coma. And I'm glad to be back."

"You knew Doyle? What happened?" Anya asks.

"I'm sorry, Anya. I guess you knew him before me, so I'm guessing you were friends. He was my friend, too. A year after I met him, he sacrificed himself for the world. He beat Angel to it. Angel was going to do it, but Doyle did, instead. And even though it's been four years, I miss him. It took me a long two and a half years to heal from that, because I always thought of what could have been. He had a crush on me I know, but he never asked me out, and I didn't know he wasn't fully human until that night when he kissed me. He showed me his demon side before he went to save the world. I always thought that if he had lived, maybe I could've fallen in love with him. Maybe I could have moved on. But now, I don't know," I explain.

"Who's Doyle?" Xander asks.

"He had visions and was a half Bracken Demon and half human. When he kissed me, he gave me his visions. That's what put me in a coma. It's a miracle I'm alive," I reply.

"You can't keep them," Anya announces.

"What do you expect me to do, Anya? When they were getting worse, Angel asked and pleaded with the Oracles to take the visions away, but they wouldn't. He even went to the Powers That Be. They wouldn't take them away from me, either. I'm stuck like this forever."

"Well, at least you're home," Willow comments. "But you're tired," she adds.

"I am. But what do you expect? I got maybe a few weeks to recover from a coma before Angel came back to LA and told me that Buffy is dead. Then I got a call from Giles that I was summoned as the new Sunnydale Vampire Slayer. Then I had to take the first-round trip back here. So yes, Will. I'm tired."

"Do you need a place to stay?" Anya asks. "I'm sure Xander and I can have you stay with us."

"Thanks Anya, but I'd like to stay here. Dawn needs someone here with her, and there are plenty of spare rooms here. Besides, I need to be alone for a while, and recover. And I need to be close to Buff. It's a Seer thing. I guess I want forgiveness from her. Though, I already apologized. I paid my respects before I came here," I let her know.

"I can help you too, if you need it," Will reminds me.

"Thanks." I look at Dawn. "Do you mind me staying here?"

"Not at all."

I look at the others again.

"I'll see you guys here tomorrow. I need to start my training as soon as I can."

I turn and head up the stairs towards Buffy's room.

Once I'm in her room, I close the door and sit on her beautifully made bed. I look at the pig, and then lay on my back on her bed. That's when I let it all out. And so, I cry myself to sleep.