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Rating - PG
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Title : I Dream of Thee
Chapter 5a
Angel could always tell when he was dreaming, because most of his dreams revolved around walking in daylight with Buffy by his side. He would dream about doing mundane things like walking the dog, or washing the car, and through it all, he could feel the warmth of the sun on his skin and his love for Buffy in his heart. His dreams were always of things he wanted and could attain if he didn't stray from his path of redemption, but now, even that was taken away from him. For the past few nights, all his dreams were of the darkness and Buffy buried in the ground. Cordelia told him of her visions, of how she saw Buffy attacking Tara and Dawn and that she wasn't sure if their presence in Sunnydale was required to prevent that, or to make it come to pass. Angel wanted so much to believe that that was indeed the future and that Buffy was some how brought back. But his dreams were disturbing , because the last time he had dreamt of such darkness, it was due to Darla and her re-birth as a Vampire.
What truly frightened Angel was that if the Gods had truly made a mistake and had taken Buffy away before her time , then would they compound that mistake by bringing her back as the one thing that she was meant to fight against? It was that thought that made him contemplate leaving Sunnydale; If he and Tara and the rest left, then perhaps what Cordelia saw and his disturbing dreams, would not come to pass. It was a difficult decision, for if he was being honest with himself , getting Buffy back in any form would be acceptable to him, as long as she was by his side. However, he knew that Buffy, the woman he would always love, would never want to come back as a Vampire or something other than human.
"I…I think we should discuss going back to LA." Angel marveled that he could still sound logical and calm, despite saying the one thing that would irrevocably prove that Buffy was forever gone from his life and his mission for his humanity would continue, not for the promise of their future happiness, but because he could do nothing else.
"Angel…are you sure? We thought you wanted to…well you, know…stay indefinitely." Cordelia was extremely surprised. Despite her apprehension at not understanding her visions about Buffy, she thought that revealing them to Angel would give him some measure of hope.
"Man, I do miss the bright lights and big city but I'm with Cordy on this. Why the sudden turn around?" Patrolling nightly and training with Giles and the Buffybot made Gunn realize that he could fight demons anywhere and still have a good time. He was even getting use to having Spike hang around and even though he missed his turf back in LA, he knew that he was doing good work in Sunnydale.
Tara could sense Angel's apprehension and uncertainty and she knew that she was in possession of some of the answers he was seeking. The only problem was that it was not her secret to tell. Willow had just finished researching the spell and was going to approach Spike today and Anya was in the process of obtaining the urn of Osiris. "I…I think that maybe we should wait. Willow wants to tell us something tonight at the Magic Box."
Angel was amazed at the changes he noticed in Tara. He knew that some of it was due to Willow and the relationship that they had developed. She didn't stutter as much anymore and made eye contact more frequently. He would always be indebted to her for helping him in Pylea and would welcome her into his family, should she want to return to LA with them. But he could recognize the signs of being in love and knew that if given a choice, Tara would want to be by Willow's side. In fact, today was the first time in a long while that Willow was not next to Tara. They traveled everywhere together and despite the initial separate rooming arrangements, Cordelia had surreptitiously moved her belongings into Dawn's room leaving Willow no other choice but to move in with Tara. It was heartening to see both Willow and Tara smiling since the move and despite the somber situation, it proved that love could truly flourish under any circumstance.
"Well, it would be wise, then, to see what Willow has to say, but I am in agreement with Angel. Things seem to be well in hand here and we have done our best. Perhaps we should discuss returning to LA. Lorne called and said that Wolfram and Hart have stepped up their activities since discovering Angel was out of town." Wesley was glad to see Angel finally come to the realization that he needed to get back to his mission. He did enjoy his stay in Sunnydale and the help and support he provided this time around did go a long way towards erasing the memories of his past transgressions in the minds of all the Scoobies. He would miss them all, especially Tara, but his duty and his own fight was in LA and the sooner they all returned, the easier their farewell would be. Wesley wanted to ask Tara to return with them because, like Angel and Cordelia, he felt a kinship and protectiveness towards her. When Angel's Demon attacked Gunn in Pylea, it was Tara's quick thinking and bravery that saved the both of them. He knew that Tara would gladly join in their fight against Wolfram and Hart, but knew that her heart now belonged to someone.
When they first brought her back, he knew that she felt so unanchored and was desperately trying to hold on to anything that seemed familiar. He could understand her joy at discovering the tenuous bond to Willow but to him, that didn't signify much. However in the past five weeks, not only did their bond grow stronger and their relationship more overt, but the bond transformed from something unsubstantiated and fragile to one strengthened by love and magic. It was so natural a progression that none of the people around them questioned it when Willow started holding Tara's hand or when they shared a room. He just wished that the relationship could have started not out of the tragedy of Buffy's death, for that fact was still hanging over Willow and he knew would be the one thing that could affect the both of them. He already guessed that the news Willow wanted to share with them was magical in nature and most probably dealt with bringing Buffy back.
It wasn't that Wesley was totally opposed to the idea as he always knew of the deal Angel had made with the Powers That Be. It was just after his injury in their office explosion. Angel had sat in his hospital room and started talking about why he came to LA in the first place. Wesley had drifted in and out of consciousness, but the one constant thing was Angel's voice, thick with tears, in the background telling him about Doyle and the Powers That Be, as well as The Forgotten Day. If Buffy's death was not meant to be and if Willow had found a solution, then he would gladly help out to ensure that the mistake was reversed. He just hoped that the spell and magics Willow wanted to use did not come with any dire consequences. He knew that Willow's presence tempered Tara's feelings of fear and isolation and that in turn, Tara helped Willow with her own burden. It was just that Willow's guilt at Buffy's death was not a dormant one that would always reside within her; He could see that it was still growing and consuming her slowly. He wanted to discuss it with Tara but the since Willow and the blonde were inseparable, he never found an opportune moment but he knew now was as good a time as any.
"Tara, I was wondering…Well, it does seem that we do have some time and I was wondering if we could discuss some things." He was glad to see Tara nod and not question his motives. It would be difficult enough broaching the subject of her new relationship without the added pressure of trying to talk about it with Angel and Gunn still around. So he got up and steered her towards the kitchen, where he prepared himself for the task ahead by making some tea for the both of them.
Tara waited patiently as Wesley busied himself with the task of boiling water and setting out the cups. She knew that he wanted to talk about her relationship with Willow and was trying to build up his courage. Unlike Cordelia, Wesley never assumed that she was in love with anyone other than Willow and the only time he brought up their bond was a few weeks ago when he asked her if she was still having nightmares. It surprised her that he knew about them, but he was quick to assure her that Willow had only told him of them in order to obtain his advice on how best to deal with such matters. Tara was happy to share that the nightmares had not recurred and despite his outward joy, she noticed that his aura showed that he was a bit perturbed by her answer. But he continued on and asked if she was happy. She didn't have to answer then, as the smile that lit up her face more than conveyed her feelings to him.
"Well, it has seemed like time has flown by, hasn't it?"
Wesley, like Mr. Giles, had picked up the habit of cleaning his glasses when faced with a situation that he found difficult and was now polishing the lenses so vigorously that Tara was sure they would crack. She also realized that he was not really expecting her to answer and would continue to his point.
"Yes, it certainly has and so many good changes have occurred, despite the circumstance of our gathering. I just feel…no, I just would like to ensure that you fully understand what you're dealing with." Wesley wasn't sure how else to phrase it. His presumption that Willow did do the charm spell was confirmed by Tara's lack of any further nightmares and he was also sure that Willow did not ask for permission directly. However, it seemed like the ends really did justify the means, for once Tara was freed from the confines of her nightmares, she flourished mentally and physically. Wesley didn't want to take that away from her, but he knew that he would be remiss if he didn't at least warn Tara of Willow's disregard of some of the tenets of using magics.
Tara decided to make things easier for Wesley as even without his glasses, he was having great difficulty in getting to his point. "It's about, Willow and the magics, isn't…it." She managed to get it out without stuttering and rejoiced internally. She always considered the stuttering a form of weakness she carried from Pylea, as every time she got caught trying to make conversation with the other slaves, she received such severe beatings that it eventually led her to stutter.
Wesley looked relieved as he was having trouble getting to the point. "Yes, yes it is. I just think that despite Willow's good intentions, her use of magics has never been reigned in by any need to follow the rules." He could see Tara crinkling her brow at his comment and quickly added, "I have never doubted that she had probably saved lives and only used magic to help others and not further her own wants, but the meeting tonight…She wants to bring Buffy back, doesn't she?"
"Yes, we…we have a plan. I know you have reservations, but just hear us out." Tara could not disagree with Wesley's assessment of Willow's view of magic, but she trusted Willow and understood that this was the only choice. If Buffy was not meant to die and if all the people there agreed, they would bring the Slayer back.
"Alright. But Willow needs to-"
"Willow needs to what?…What do I need to do, Wesley?" Willow wanted to talk to Spike as soon as possible, but she felt that with Tara by her side, they would make a stronger case and therefore she stopped by the house. She never expected to find Wesley talking about her to Tara. She could feel the niggling sense of fear that he might have already told Tara of her charm spell. She wasn't ashamed of doing it and would probably make the same decision again if she was given the choice, but she was working up the courage to talk to Tara about it and didn't want Wesley to do it first.
"Willow, I didn't hear you come in." Wesley felt decidedly uncomfortable. He did respect Willow and knew that what he should have done was talk to the both of them, but he did not have time to regret past mistakes and needed to get his point across. "Willow, I wanted to talk to you as well-"
"Then why didn't you?"
"I guess I would have if I'd thought you'd listen," Wesley sighed and admitted the truth. He was so sure that Willow still didn't respect his opinions and that she had not taken to heart his advice on performing the warding spell
"So talking to my girlfriend about me, behind my back, was your solution? Gee, Wes, and they actually made you head of Angel investigations?" Willow recognized that she was being unfair and she could see Tara looking at her curiously, wondering why she was being so hard on Wesley. "I'm…I'm sorry. What do you think I'm trying to do Wesley?"
"Wesley let go of the breath he was holding, the situation could still be salvaged, if he was honest, and he hoped that Willow would be too. "Willow, I cannot imagine the strain and battles you have undergone…And I admire your fortitude and the fact that the magic you wield has all been self-taught. However, there are rules and respect that must be accorded when doing spells. Tara understands this and you should too."
Wesley's use of Tara's name shifted Willow's focus completely and she looked at Tara, willing her to say something.
Tara could feel Willow's gaze and understood that she was looking for support and affirmation, but only one word was echoing in her mind, and so when she opened her mouth, it inevitably came out as a question. "Girlfriend?"
Willow smiled then, once again, her girlfriend managed to break the tension and make her feel special. "Um, yeah as in partner of the girl variety. I mean you are, aren't you?"
Tara's smile and her response was answer enough, "Yeah, most definitely." and it alleviated the sting of her ensuing words. "And Wesley, has a point too, Willow. Magic has to be respected and it's something that has to be learnt along with the spells. The ability to do magic does not…it doesn't mean that you should. Some spells should not be done."
"Willow, magic can be a wondrous thing and I know that it has connected the both of you, but Magic can also lead you onto a dangerous path, a path that you may not be able to come back from." Wesley could see that they were getting through to the redhead. He just hoped that it would be enough.
Willow noticed the cups of tea on the kitchen counter and immediately took one in her hands, hoping that they were not shaking as Wesley's words resonated within her. They seemed almost familiar and ominous. She could tell that Wesley had not meant them as a threat. but in her mind the words echoed as a warning of things to come. She was trying to mask her unsettled feeling so that Tara wouldn't be unduly alarmed. However, she knew that she would have to face the issues soon, just not now.
Tara could feel Willow's almost imperceptible shift in her mood and immediately moved to her side. She gently removed the cup from Willow's hand and replaced it with her own. They were stronger together and that was what Willow needed now; she was rewarded when she felt Willow gently squeeze her hand.
"We, uh, need to go and see Spike. But…I…You're right, I need to respect magic more and I do understand that it should not be used frivolously. I'll explain more tonight, but trust me when I tell you that this spell needs to be done. Please!" Willow was glad to see Wesley nod at her words. Now all they needed to do was tell Spike.
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"Doesn't a fellow stay dead when you kill 'im?" Spike couldn't believe that Doc was still around. He was sure that he’d managed to kill the bloody warlock.
"Look who's talking."
"Come on, Doc. Let's you and me have a go." Well, even if he didn't succeed the first time, he would just have to try harder and kill more viciously. He was a Demon after all.
"I do have a prior appointment..."
"This won't take long." God! Spike hoped that when he was the Big Bad, he never sounded so smarmy and stupid.
"No. I don't imagine it will."
It was absolutely thrilling to Spike to be able to fulfill Doc's prophetic words as he stepped towards the warlock, ducked and tripped him. It was done with such precision and grace, that Doc didn't even have time to scream as he fell off the tower. Dawn was looking at him with such relief and she was speaking to him only her words were being drowned out by a banging sound, so loud, it distracted him from his task at hand.
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"All right already!" Spike awoke with a start and immediately realized that it was a dream; Number thirty-eight, he intoned silently as he made his way to the door of the crypt. He could hear Willow and Tara outside and by the sound of it, they wanted to come in rather badly.
"Bleeding Hell! Can't a Vampire get any sleep anymore?" He asked as he swung open the door and swiftly stepped aside to avoid the lazy rays of the afternoon sun.
"Sorry." Willow said, not quite meaning it, but she needed Spike in a better mood if he was to agree to her plan. "We didn't mean to disturb you, but we need your help."
"Yeah, well pet, you weren't too helpful with the Buffybot, if I recall. Seems to me, I don't really feel like helping."
Tara could feel Willow tense up beside her and decided that perhaps the best way to get through to the surly Vampire was through his heart. It was an organ that he did not need to live, so he pledged it to the Slayer and through that act, Tara sensed that he gained back a small shred of humanity. "Spike, it's for Buffy."
Spike always wondered what it would take to feel his heart ; He wasn't expecting it to miraculously beat again, but he wondered what it would take to just to know that it was there and existed because it belonged to someone. In his long life, he had loved exactly three women: Cecily was a mistake, Drusilla was an adventure and Buffy was his conscience. Just hearing her name was enough to make him want to be better; to be human. "What about Buffy?"
"We're bringing her back."
So, with those four words, Spike realized that even soulless Vampires could feel hope. "Tell me what I have to do."
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"Hello and welcome to the Magic Bo-, Hey Tara, I'm so glad it's you." Dawn almost shrieked with delight. Anya was out running an errand for the evening and as she didn't want to lose any opportunistic business, she made Dawn man the counter in her short absence.
"Hey Dawnie. How are you? Did Anya leave you in charge?" Tara smiled warmly at the young woman. "Isn't Anya here?"
"Yes, she did and no she isn't. She said she needed to check out an urn or jar or something. So where's Willow?" Initially, Dawn's only template for true love was Angel and Buffy, but just witnessing the travails and tribulations of that relationship made her realize that love was never enough. It was obvious that certain things were insurmountable despite the existence of true love, it couldn't last. Regardless of repeated viewings of the 'Princess Bride,' true love wasn't enough. Yet, Willow and Tara made it seem easy. Dawn could tell they loved each other and just being in their presence, she could feel their love. Willow was like Willow again and Tara was special as well. She made all of them feel good about themselves and she made Willow smile; not only on the outside but also from within. If that was what true love could be, then perhaps the world that Buffy saved wasn't so bad after all.
"She's coming, she um, she and Spike are also running an errand. Guess it's just you and me."
"Cool, I'm really glad you're here. I mean, not only here…here but you know staying. I thought you may go back with Cordelia and Angel and the rest, but now that you and Willow, well, you're staying right?"
Tara never really thought about leaving. Truth be told, she never really thought about anything except Willow. But Dawn was right. Angel and the rest could not stay in Sunnydale forever and they were already discussing going home. It was just that to her, LA really wasn't home and the home from her nightmares existed somewhere out there. She just wasn't sure if she really wanted to find it. Right now, the only thing that felt remotely like home to her was Willow. However, she wasn't sure if their budding relationship and inexplicable bond was enough impetus for her to ask Willow for a commitment if she stayed. Adding to that, she still had to deal with her past as it was something that she was hiding from Willow and it weighed heavily on her. Maybe the answer would be not to go with Angel, or to stay here, but instead to confront her past.
Dawn was quite surprised that Tara wasn't answering right away and the surprise slowly turned to dread as she noticed the somber expression on Tara's face. "But, you have to stay. I mean, Willow expects you too. I want you too!"
"Sweetie, I…It's not that simple." Tara didn't want to make Dawn cry, but she couldn't agree to something that she wasn't sure of.
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Yes it is. It's because of me isn't it? You don't want to stay because of me!"
"No, no, Sweetie. It's not you. I just…I'm not sure where I belong…" Tara wanted so much to tell Dawn about her insecurities, but the teen was burdened with enough hard truths. Her sister spent her life fighting Demons and died due to it; Knowing Tara may be a Demon would only hurt Dawn further.
"You belong with Willow and with us." Dawn sounded so adamant that Tara almost believed her.
"She's right, you know." Anya's own clear voice chimed in. "You belong here as much as anyone else, even more so, on account that Willow seems glued to your side half the time." Granted, she wanted Tara to stay for purely selfish reasons. Due to the presence of the blonde, Willow made the effort to reach out to Xander and although he was still morose, he did talk to her more and held her at night.
"How do you know I belong here? I mean, I don't even know that."
"Well, you're good with the magic and hey, look, this is a Magic Shop. And…and you're into women and Willow's into you and what else do you need? I mean with the magic, your big blue eyes and little girl lost air, you should work here, customers will love you… That's it, I'll get Giles to hire you and we'll be raking in the big bucks. Of course, by that I mean you'll have a salary, none of that commission business. I mean, what else do you need to know?"
Tara couldn't help but smile at Anya's commerce skills, but she knew that a job offer and Willow's continual presence by her side, no matter how tempting, still did not answer the most pressing question about her past and Demons. "I guess I want to know more about who I am and where I came from. All I remember is that I'm Tara Maclay and I think I use to live in Benson, Arizona and my family probably still lives there. Maybe I should go…But I ...Is it better not to know?"
"What about Willow?" Dawn asked. Willow was smart and could solve any puzzle or answer all the tough questions and maybe she could help Tara answer this one.
"What about Willow? Um…I mean me?" What was it today that everyone wanted to talk about her behind… or in both cases today in front of her front? Willow was surprised to see Anya, Dawn and Tara looking so serious even before their big 'Buffy Resurrection' discussion.
"Tara may leave." Dawn added tearfully. "She's not sure if she should stay and it's typical right? You get put into people's lives and since they didn't want you in the first place, the best thing to do is to leave them behind. I mean, Buffy wanted to leave so badly, she killed herself."
"No!" All three women's voices joined in. Even Anya knew how wrong those words were and Willow immediately went to Dawn. "Listen to me. Buffy would never kill herself willingly. She loved you and wanted you so much and she loved us too. That's why she did the only thing she could to ensure that we all survived. Only it wasn't her time, Sweetie. And, well…" Willow noticed that Giles, Spike and the rest were slowly making their way into the shop.
"I'll explain soon, I promise" She reached out and gave Dawn a quick hug before going to Spike. As she passed by Giles and Xander, she wondered how they got so old so quickly. She used to think that despite Giles' gray hairs, he looked distinguished and robust and Xander filled out so well since High School and was no longer the skinny boy with knobby knees. Now, Giles just looked old and Xander was slumped. They needed to do this. Everyone there needed a leader and Buffy was the only one who filled that position.
"Did you get it?" She asked Spike.
"Yeah…Your chant worked like a charm. Little bugger came right up to me and well, he ain't going home to mommy tonight, that's for sure." As he handed over the vial filled with the vino de'madre.
Willow sent up a small prayer to the Goddess for the sacrifice and hoped that she would never have to do something like this again. "Hey guys…We're glad you're all here."
Tara walked up to Willow to stand next to her as she knew that this was the time the redhead needed the most support. She saw the gratitude in her eyes and disregarded her own initial misgivings as she leaned in to give Willow a quick kiss. "Courage," she whispered as she pulled away.
"This is so difficult for me because the past month has been the worst and best one of my life. I…I lost my best friend in the whole world, but I also found the one reason that keeps me in this world." She looked at Tara then and grasped the undeniable fact that if the blonde was not there, she would not have made it through the month. She could see the looks of astonishment on Giles and Angel's face and the looks of understanding on Cordelia and Spike's. "Please, listen to what I have to say. I know that we regret what happened to Buffy and if we could, we would change it in a second. Well, I think we can."
"Willow, surely you can't be seriously considering this." Giles immediately jumped up and was almost in Willow's face.
"She is serious, G-man and stop calling her Shirley…" Xander could feel the need for a drink and couched it in one of his feeble jokes. He hoped that Anya didn't notice his sweaty palms and shaking hands. The last thing he needed was a lecture on the responsibilities he carried on his shoulders.
"I will not allow this talk. The magics you are discussing are dangerous and you are too young and foolish to have thought this through." Giles couldn't believe his ears; These children, these dear, naïve children never dealt with the consequences of Dark Magic before and he would ensure they never did.
"But Giles, I have thought it through and we fully understand what we are proposing. I overheard Angel's story.
I know, we know that Buffy wasn't meant to die." Willow went to Angel and made him look at her before she continued. "If we found a way to change it, to get her back…If we know that it was not her time, that because it wasn't, she may be stuck somewhere, in limbo…Would you want us to do nothing?"
Angel understood his dream then. If Willow was right, then it was not about death, but about a second chance.
"The price of the spell, it will be too high. Buffy would not want that." Giles was still not convinced and stated the one thing that he knew would make them stop and think. "Buffy sacrificed her life so that you may live. Do you think she would want your deaths on her head? Would you disrespect her sacrifice that way?"
"Maybe a vote is in order." Wesley tried to add helpfully. He could see Giles' point of view as the price of any resurrection spell was always too high. He just hoped that Willow's brain was not totally occupied with thought of Tara and that she had indeed found a solution.
"Why?" Xander followed the conversation up to that point but could not see the issue. "It's Buffy." That would be explanation enough.
Willow knew that she should explain the rest of the spell and maybe that would clear all their doubts. "Giles, the spell…It's an invocation of Osiris but Tara found a loophole. See, if Spike does the sacrifice to obtain the vino de'madre, then it is his soul that is pledged in lieu of Buffy's." She could see Giles relenting and hope once again touching his battered conscience.
"I don't…I don't know" he sighed. He wanted so much to believe Angel and Willow but magic always had consequences and despite Willow and Tara's inventive interpretation of the spell, he felt that Osiris would not be too please at being short changed.
"It's Buffy." Dawn echoing Xander's words for there was no other reason to consider.
Only when he realized that he was crying and heard Dawn's plea did he nod his head.
"It's settled then. We still need the urn of Osiris. Anya?"
"Right, my turn. Well, after countless of hours surfing the net on my time, I found it on e-bay."
"Good-" Willow wanted to get on with it, but was again interrupted by Anya's huffy tone.
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The problem is, well, the dealer…calls himself Jedi One. Anyway, he wants the 'Christos Pandect of Magic and Demons' for it." She looked expectantly at Tara but when she saw no form of recognition there, she turned to Giles and was glad to see that her words elicited a look of disbelief on his face.
"That's one of our more powerful spell books. In the wrong hands…There are spells there that have been used to destroy legions. It's too dangerous."
Willow knew of the book and had even read some of its chapters before Giles hid it away. "Giles you can't back out now. The spells you're talking about, a lot of them aren't complete and the ones that are…Well, the talismans needed to perform them are also in your possession and I really don't see you having a garage sale anytime soon. Without those, the book is almost useless."
Again Giles nodded despite his apprehension as just the mere thought of getting Buffy back provided such respite that he did not consider the other dangers that could arise from giving the book away.
"Anya can you get the urn by tomorrow."
"Yeah, if Giles let's me have the Pandect today, I can make the deal."
"Good, then tomorrow night is when we bring Buffy back." Willow couldn't describe the atmosphere in the Magic Box as happy but she knew that there wasn't a single person there who was not in agreement with her that it was the only thing they could do.
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You must think that something is happening with you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand; It will not let you fall
And Death shall have no Dominion
Edited by: jomarch at: 8/6/02 8:23:20 am
by Thanatopsis » Fri Aug 02, 2002 6:41 am 
. And Anya does come up with just the right reasons sometimes. Gotta love it when she's being honest.
