...the hell...?
That thing...it got all shiny, and people were passing it around...it was one of Buffy's birthday presents. All I know was that I felt somebody push me, just before the mother of all flashbulbs went off...
When I could see again, half the party was missing.
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Willow.
She was right here, next to me, and then that thing, and now she's gone, not even a trace.
Miss Kitty Fantastico yowls sadly from the corner, half-hiding under a pillow, and it nearly breaks my heart.
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Where'd they all go? And...how?
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Died. Like she did before.
Tears begin to slip down my face, and I can't stop them.
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Too risky to look now; I slip through the kitchen and out the back door. I can do a little reconnaissance tomorrow and find out what the damage is.
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"Wesley? What was...?"
I look around and see that he's gone. Along with a lot of the room.
"Wesley? NO!"
I feel a sense of panic, and fear that he is dead. Or lost to another dimension. I know that tears are about to start, but I try to be strong for the moment.
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I make my way across the room, to her side, one hand gently touching her shoulder.
"We'll find them, Fred. Whatever happened, they're not dead, and I think, down deep inside, you and Riley and I would know if they were."
My eyes dart around the rest of the room, taking a quick headcount.
"Who else is missing?"
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I quickly look around, searching for the rest of the L.A. group. I also realize that Buffy has vanished.
"Who else is missing? Oh, no. Cordy, Angel, and Gunn are gone. I think Buffy might be missing, too."
Trying to stay strong, I try to keep calm. I also say a silent prayer that Wesley and the others are still alive.
"Any others? Is there anyone else from your group that you don't see?"
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"And W-Wuh-Willow," I stammer out, lower lip trembling. "She was right next to Buffy when whatever it was h-happened."
And I'm stuttering again.
Miss Kitty Fantastico peers out from her hiding place, rubbing against my ankle, offering her best brand of support. That comes close to pulling out tears, but I suck them back with a shuddery breath. The last thing Dawn needs now is to see me fall apart. Have to be strong, for her.
Strong like an amazon, comes Willow's voice in my head.
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