“Home sweet home.” Breathed Spike, “I remember the good old times me and Dru had here.”
What’s going on?
“Everyone be quiet,” whispered Buffy, “we want to surprise Zauberer.”
She led them to the entrance, “On the count of three, one…”
“Wait!” Said Willow. “This just happened.”
Everyone turned to look at her.
“Huh?”
“This happened, we all charged in there. Xander, Anya and Spike were killed. I created a shield to protect Buffy and I, but something happened and I was hit by an electrical wave. Then I woke up and I was back here.”
“Willow, are you sure it isn’t just Déjà vu? I mean remember that time I dropped the pencil when you were tutoring me. Thanks to that we found the curse to cure…” Buffy bit her lip. “Angel.
”Spike coughed. We all knew that he likes as in likes Buffy and that means he doesn’t really like Angel.
“And anyway Will, I’m alive and as cute as ever. I’m not dead. Neither is Anya or well Spike is already dead, but not dead, dead.”
“No, it wasn’t Déjà vu.”
“Willow, I’ll understand if you want to sit this one out. You… None of you should have to risk your lives.”
“Now where’s the fun in sitting out?” Laughed Xander.
Buffy looked at Anya, “I go wherever Xander goes.”
“Willow?”
Willow nodded her head. “I’ll come.”
“So we go?” Asked Spike.
Buffy shrugged her shoulders, “Let’s do it!”
Spike kicked open the front door and ran inside. Buffy walked in, closely followed by Xander, Anya and lastly Willow. The place was deserted.
“Looks like no ones home.” Said Xander.
“He’s here.” Whispered Willow.
The door slammed shut behind them, everyone, but Willow jumped.
“The wind?” Hoped Anya.
“Nope.”
Laughter filled the factory. “You made a mistake coming here, now you will all pay!”
“He’s over there.”
Out from where Willow had just pointed appeared Zauberer.
For the second time Buffy, charged towards him, with the axe.
“BUFFY… NO!” But Willow was too late. Buffy had already been sent flying into the crates.
Spike began to run at him, but Willow grabbed the collar of his trench coat. “What the…?” He turned to fend her off.
“He’ll just do the same to you.”
“But… Buffy needs us.”
“Spike I know that you really want to help her, but that isn’t how.”
Reluctantly Spike stopped struggling.
“What do you propose?”
Zauberer turned to face them; he pulled down the hood of his cloak.
“Not to look into his eyes!”
“Huh?”
“Xander, Anya… don’t look into his eyes!”
But she was again too late. Xander stood frozen to the spot. A lightning bolt shot out aiming towards Xander. Willow was to far away to do anything.
Anya pushed Xander out the way, taking the bolt for him. She again fell to the ground dead.
“Bloody Hell.”
“Oh god! Not again.”
Xander woke from his trance. “What happened?”
He noticed Anya. “Anya! Anya, no… you can’t leave me… I love you!”
Willow again felt tears come to her eyes.
