This has got bad idea written all over it.

I'm trying not to be a drag on this trip. It's my first real "alone" time with Willow since, well...

...since Buffy died, really. And even then, there wasn't a whole lot of alone time, and I feel guilty just thinking like this so I should probably stop now ( Read more... )

I worry too much. I know this. I'm a worrier.

If Buffy says that she's got things in hand with that crazy vampire, then she does.

But I still worry.

After everything that happened with Angel and me, and Willow in the past...and literally, in the past...I don't think I'm over-reacting.

I bet everybody else thinks I'm worrying too much, ( Read more... )

I'm such a dork.

I've got the perfect way to track Buffy right here, living in our house.

Dawn!

When the monks built her, they made her just the same as Buffy. From Buffy. It's why Buffy's blood could close the portal that was opened when Doc cut Dawn ( Read more... )

She's back!!

I came downstairs to make breakfast, and get started on research again, and I found her, I mean, I found Willow. She found her way home to me. Miss Kitty Fantastico was crouched next to her, licking her, and I shooed Miss Kitty away as best I could, and helped Willow up, wrapped her in a blanket, and got her to bed ( Read more... )

Frustration's beginning to set in.

I haven't been able to find a proper spell that can peirce the veil between the timelines here, in the present, and the back in the past where Buffy, Anya and Cordelia are without requiring me to be in the same location that they are in ( Read more... )

I know I have more important problems I should be worrying about.

Everyone's scattered, trapped in time, I'm thinking...since that letter, telling us where Cordy, Anya and Buffy are.

But all I can think of is, it's Valentine's Day, and I don't know where, or when, Willow is.

Riley and Fred can handle the books for the time being ( Read more... )

I have to be the strong one.

It's just like after mom passed. Dad and Donnie fell apart without her, and I stepped in, and stiffened my upper lip, and held the family together.

And when Buffy died, Willow and Dawnie looked to me to keep things running on a daily basis for the first little while, before Will got her feet under her ( Read more... )

It's officially official.

I'm the worst guardian angel in the history of recorded time.

My charge has gotten herself kidnapped. If there's some kind of revue board for this job, I'm in real trouble.

Thank god, Buffy knows where she's being held, and we're going in to get her out. Before we do, I'm preparing a ritual...a protection spell, to ( Read more... )

Looks like there's been a breakthrough regarding who killed Xander's poor girlfriend. I wish I could be happy about that, I really do. But I can't.

Not when all signs point to some emissary of Glory.

Even dead and gone, she still has a hold over me. Gee, Tara...wonder why? I mean, it's just that she thought you were the Key, and when she ( Read more... )

Poor Xander...

I'd imagine that how he's feeling right now is sort of similar to how Willow must have felt when I died.

That's still strange to even talk about.Will went over to comfort him, as best she can. If anyone can draw him out of his apartment, it's her. Maybe she'll make him realize that the absolute worst thing in the world for him is ( Read more... )