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Date Posted: 17:08:48 06/04/03 Wed
Author: First aired Wednesday 4th June 2003
Subject: Episode 8.18 - "TARGET" by Mark

PREVIOUSLY, ON Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Anya: I still say there should at least be some sex. Spike and Faith get sex, why don’t we?

(Xander and Buffy both shoot looks at Anya)

Buffy: Spike and Faith are NOT having sex! They’re out scoping the demon bars to see if they can get any info. No sex involved. Not even a little.
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Follower: The boy knows nothing. The witch also does not grasp the situation at hand. She has no idea it is you, the same demon whose temple she raised two springs ago when she tried to destroy the world. But she’ll know soon, they’ll all know....Proserpexa.
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XANDER: You won’t! I won’t! I’m not going to do it! Stop it!! Don’t hurt my Willow!!!

Suddenly Xander rushes at Amy. There’s a glint of silver, of a blade. Amy lets out a strangled cry as Xander collides with her, knife driving into her belly. There a small dislocated moment, a look of confusion on Xander’s face as he looks beyond Amy’s shoulder…
And then suddenly Amy is falling backwards, over the edge of the hole, her scream resonating and echoing and endless.
.........................................
Kennedy: Xander crossed a line tonight. It stops now.

Faith: And you think you can make that decision? You think you can decide what happens to Xander?
.................................
The bottom of the shaft. There are broken rocks all around, but the floor is soft and sandy. The camera pans slowly up Amy’s body, which lies in disarray from the fall, from her feet gradually up her body… it lingers over her abdomen. Her shirt is torn where the knife went in and there’s dark blood on the shirt, but she isn’t bleeding. In fact, she looks pretty much healed. We continue to pan up her body, finally settling on her face. Her hands are folded behind her head. Her eyes are closed but she’s smiling. She laughs softly to herself.
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(Xander is sitting alone on the edge of the bed in Willow's room. He seems solemn and quiet as he looks at something offscreen. The camera pans, and we see it's an empty mouse cage. Willow walks into the room).

Willow: There you are, stealthy guy! One second you were downstairs, and then -

Xander: -I can't believe you still kept this, after all this time.

Willow: (she sits next to him on the bed) Believe it or not, it's not the only one I owned. How did you find it?

Xander: I knew it was in your closet. I remembered seeing it when we did that whole 'go through Willow's stuff and steal all her magic supplies before she kills us all' treasure hunt a few years ago.

Willow: I know I shoulda thrown it out, but I just can't seem to let it go. I was thinking about getting something to put in there. You know, like a little Mr. Hampster Fantasico! Or if Anya pisses me off, a big ass bun-

Xander: (cuts her off) It hurts, Will. A lot. I took her away from this world. I...I ended her life. It's so final.. No big crawling-out-of-your grave ressurection anytime soon. And oh God, her dad. What about her dad?

Willow: I think it's been a while since Amy had much contact with him. She was working with Proserpexa for months now, I bet.

Xander: Still...I close my eyes and I can see her. Hell, I don't even have to close my eyes. There she is - Amy. High school Amy. Daughter of crazy mom Amy. Rat Amy.

Willow: I know, it's no picnic for me either. There are so many ifs and buts. If only I could have turned her into a human sooner, maybe she would have a different life now...

Xander: Or any life...

Willow:..I know. But, you can't keep tearing yourself apart, Xan. You can grieve and you can have regrets, but if you can't get over this, you'll be...

Xander: ...one big pile of crazy?

Willow: I was going to go with something a little more subtle yet affective, but yeah that works.

Xander: (dryly) Well, I guess I should look on the bright side. I've killed someone, so that makes me one of the cool kids right?

Willow: Well, I wouldn't exactly call Andrew...

Xander: (laughs softly) Very true. I mean, anyone who likes X-Men over Spiderman is such a loser...

Willow: Um yea Xander, let's not diminish your coolness superiority right now. We got a little "healing through laughter" thing going on that I don't want ruined.

Xander: Good point. I'll just shut up and go back to the broody.

Willow: Watch it! We don't want you going all Angel now.

Xander: There's not enough hair gel in the world.

(Credits)

(Anya, Dawn, Andrew, Kennedy and Faith are in Buffy's living room watching television)

Andrew: Ooh, look! Look everyone! We made the news!

Dawn: Turn it up!

(Anya turns up the television as a newswoman talks)

Newswoman: Still no word on what exactly is the origin of the giant temple which appeared earlier last week at Kingman's Bluff. The mayor's office is staying quiet, but sources say it's the beginning of an elaborate movie set which will use our own Sunnydale as the setting. Stay tuned later as we present a report on how the movie's revenue could impact Sunnydale's growing economy.

Faith: You gotta love this town. They're always ready to come up with some crazy excuse. And I thought rationalizing a giant snake would be tough...

Dawn: I wonder what would happen if Sunnydale was sucked into the Hellmouth or something? People would probably just pretend it never existed.

Anya: (sarcastically) Yes, that would be something to look forward to. Let's find out!

Andrew: So, what should we do now? Scrabble?

Kennedy: Scrabble's good.

Faith: I can't believe I'm stuck here fighting the good fight against the Scrabble demon while Buffy and Spike are out all investigating that giant "movie set." She got all high an' mighty and told me to stay here and guard the house while they get all the fun.

Dawn: (under her breath) like I blame her...

Faith: What was that?

Kennedy: Well, last time you and Spike went to "check things out" you were gone for like an extra day and a half.

Anya: Yes, I remember that. With the sex and all.

Faith: Whoa, who said anything about sex?

Anya: I did.

Kennedy: It *was* a little suspicious.

Faith: You got it all wrong, junior. At our last demon bar, the blonde wonder couldn't pull himself away from a game of kitty poker long enough to get out 'fore the sun came up.

Anya: You mean sex, not kitty poker. They're two totally different activities.

Andrew: (shutters) Trust me, I know.

Faith: Whatever. I'm gonna go find some vamp ass and do a little kickin'.

Dawn: Can you at least *pretend* to listen to Buffy once and a while?

Faith: Sure, I can pretend.

(Before anyone can try and stop her, Faith gets up and leaves the living room)

Kennedy: Well, can't say I'm sorry she's gone.

Dawn: Yeah, now if only a few others can take a hint...

Kennedy: Excuse me?

Dawn: Ooh, watch out. If I get any rowdier you might have to call the cops on me.

Kennedy: Lemme guess, you're still angry I tried to turn in Xander?

Dawn: No! I was mad about you eating the last bagel this morning...

Anya: Dawn is right. You should be boiled in hot lava for that. Trust me, it hurts.

Kennedy: Sorry for trying to do the right thing for a change. You know, there ARE consequences for going aroung killing people. It seems like in this group, if you kill someone you're just accepted more. It can't always work like that.

Dawn: You have no idea what it's like. You spent all your life living in your mansion with your servants and tounge rings then all the sudden you get all potential-y and you think you can lead us. You have no idea what it's like. You haven't been here since the beginning.

Kennedy: Neither have you, if I remember correctly.

(Dawn seems visibly hurt by this comment)

Anya (to Andrew): My money is on Dawn. She's surprisingly limber.

Andrew: Uh, I'm gonna get the Scrabble board....and some Cheez Its.

(cut to Buffy and Spike, walking together outside)

Buffy: It's weird. You'd think a giant demon temple appearing out of no where would cause some trouble in town. But things are surprisingly quiet. Maybe we should have landmarks bursting from the earth more often...

Spike: Heh, yea, only in this town would that be an improvement. (Spike is quiet for a moment, as if he is thinking something over) I was surprised you asked only me to come out tonight and not...

(There's an uncomfortable moment of silence as Spike and Buffy walk)

Spike: Faith and I never um...what's the tactful word for shagging?

Buffy: Ooh okay, yucky mental image now. I need something worse to get my mind off it. Clem in a thong, Clem in a thong. 'K, better!

Spike: I just thought you should know. Ever since Faith and I came back from that mission, you've seen a little distant...from both of us.

(A vampire jumps out from an alley and attacks Buffy. She flips up, kicking it in the jaw. Buffy whips out her stake and dusts the vamp)

Buffy: That's six...Look, it's not like Faith and I are the tightest of hair-braiding, pillow-fighting gal pals...

Spike: Now THAT's a mental image...

Buffy: Again with the gross....Can we just drop this? I understand the situation, you understand the situation...we're all living in one big utopia of understanding.

Spike: If you say so...

Buffy: I do, over and over again until I don't even have the power to deliver quippy yet insightful one-liners.

Spike: So..temple? Fight? Kill?

Buffy: Yeah, except I think we'd be the ones being killed for a change. We know Proserpexa is in there, and we know she's planning something, but we can't run in guns blazing. Not yet at least.

(Cut to: Proserpexa in her temple. Amy is by her side)

Proserpexa: Things are going as planned. We have the book Ethan Rayne acquired, my temple has now risen, and the seeds are being planted.

Amy: Xander thinks he killed me.

Proserpexa: Yes, and it has to stay that way, so you have to stay out of sight. I want his guilt to eat away at him, until he is consumed with doubt just like the witch. With them taken care of, there are only a few more loose ends that must be tied up before it can start.

Amy: So, then what do we do now?

Proserpexa: We target another.

(Commericals)

(Cut to Willow and Xander, still sitting on her bed)

Willow: (looking down at her feet and wiggling her toes) You know, this is barrels of fun and all, but we need to face everyone eventually.

Xander: I know...it's just...God...how? It's not like this is the first time I've seen them since it happened, but.. Maybe I'm feeling sorry for myself more than usual today, but it seems like it gets harder and harder to face everyone.

Willow: Be happy they can still see and feel you. That was my first mistake.

Xander: Yeah, at least my stomach hasn't been eaten yet. Although it is chock full of stomachy goodness.

Willow: Hey, you said it yourself. Faith, Anya, Spike, Andrew, they've all been in your position. They're not going to kick you out of the house or anything like that.

Xander: Yeah, *that* would be crazy.

Willow: (holds out her hand) Come on.

Xander: Okay, but if they burn me at the stake, I'm blaming you.

Willow: Feel free to haunt me as much as you want.

(They walk downstairs and Kennedy and Andrew are playing Scrabble while Dawn and Anya watch. They all turn to Willow and Xander)

Dawn: Hey. How's....things?

Xander: Good, good. I think the self loathing is less suicidal and more Woody Allen at this point. Where's everyone else?

Kennedy: Spike and Buffy are checking out activity around the temple and Giles went back to his house for the night. Faith just kinda ran off awhile ago...

Anya: Apparently she and Spike are NOT having sex now.

Xander: Always good to hear. So...Scrabble. That's fun...wholesome.

Dawn: Not if you play strip Scrabble.

Andrew: Ooh we should! (starts to lift up his shirt)

Anya: (stops him) Do and I'll sick Xander after you.

Xander: Thanks, Ahn.

(Just then, Spike and Buffy walk back into the house)

Dawn: Hey. What did you find?

Buffy: Whole bunch of nothing. A few random vamps, but no real activity around the temple.

Spike: That thing is powerful. When we got close enough, I could actually feel its energy.

Willow: (quietly): I can feel it from here...

Kennedy: So, where do we go from here?

Buffy: To bed. If Promescutia isn't attacking, and we're not ready to attack, might as well call it a night.

Anya: Yes, the sensible idea. I like it. It will give me a chance to actually visit my apartment for a change. I *do* have an apartment, remember?

Xander: Yeah, me too. It's scary to think what Spike and Andrew have been doing there since I've been gone.

Andrew: I taught Spike how to make radish roses.

Spike: Um...it's more manly than it sounds...

Buffy: If I didn't just catch you two making oatmeal cookies last night, I might have believed you...

Willow: (concerned to Xander) Are you sure you're ready to go back? I remember how hard it was sleeping alone...

Andrew: I could...

Buffy: (stops him) Please no. I've had enough scary mental images for one day.

Dawn: Clem in a thong again?

Buffy: I really wish you hadn't shared that dream with me..

Dawn: I told ya! It just kinda burns into your brain.

Xander: I'll be alright, Will. The horrifyingly realistic dreams will keep me company.

Willow: Serious, Xan. You don't have to do this alone.

Xander (puts his hand on Willow's shoulder) I'm not.

Anya: Yes, death is bad. Okay, that's settled. Xander, give me a ride?

Xander: Sure. What about you two?

Andrew: I have to finish Scrabble! I must defeat Kennedy!

(Willow gives Kennedy a look)

Kennedy: What? This is getting intense. He fired with a "marmalaide" but I countered with a sharp "pancake."

Anya: Yes, we must leave...now.

Xander: Yeah, I'm getting a little scared. Spike?

Spike: No worries. I'll make my way back there eventually.

Xander: Alright. We'll see you later, everyone.

(The group says their goodbyes and Anya and Xander exit)

Buffy: How's he doing, Will?

Willow: Better, I think. It's weird all around, ya know?

Dawn: Xander can get over it. I know he's strong enough to beat this.

Kennedy: He IS strong, a lot stronger than he looks...or that people give him credit for. (Kennedy gives Dawn a 'sorry' look. Dawn smiles back comfortingly)

Andrew: Less talk, more Scrabble.

(Commercials)

(Xander and Anya are driving towards Anya's apartment in Xander's car)

Anya: ...And that led to me dismembering the entire soccer team. Ah,Brazil...Great country, lots of vengeance. Good food, too.

Xander: This is supposed to be HELPING me?

Anya: Yes, now you can see how many people I've destroyed over the years. This will be comforting to you. Like that one man in Illinois...

Xander: ...if this is the exploding head story, I'll pass.

Anya: Fine. I suppose exploding heads isn't for everyone..

(Just then, a woman appears almost out of no where in front of Xander's car)

Anya: Xander!

(Xander swerves wildly, barely missing the woman. The car runs up against the sidewalk. Xander slams on the breaks, and the car comes to a stop without too much damage done)

Xander: Come on!

(Xander and Anya both jump out of the car to go check on the woman)

Xander: Are you okay?

Anya: For future reference, it might not be the best idea to stand in the middle of the road. Death and all...

(The woman is standing silent. With the darkness all around them, it's hard to make out the woman's face. She's clearly human, but Xander has an uneasy feeling about her. He walks over to the woman, getting close enough to see who she is)

Xander: Um, hel... (The woman looks up and smiles seductively. Xander is startled as he realizes who the woman is)

Xander: Anya, run!

Anya: What?

Proserpexa: What's the matter, Xander? Things haven't changed between us that quickly? You used to love me...

Anya: (figures out who it is) Proserpexa? I pictured you more...slimy.

Proserpexa: This is merely one of my forms. A little easier on the eyes, if I do say so myself.

Xander: You're not going to take control of me again, I...I won't let you! You can't, you can't do this!

Proserpexa: (Proserpexa places her hand on Xander's cheek) Shh....shh...my boy....what makes you think I'm here for you? You served your purpose, murdered one of my most valued followers - rather visciously, in fact.

Xander: (quietly, almost as if he is in a slight trance) But then...why...?

Proserpexa: (smiles at Anya, who is standing a few feet behind Xander) For you...

(Proserpexa's hand slides from Xander's cheek to his throat. She grabs him, and throws him across the street like he weighs nothing. She slowly and confidently moves her way towards Anya)

Anya: Wha...why me? (Anya slowly backs up, looking around for some sort of weapon)

Proserpexa: Aud...Anyanka...Anya. That's what you like to be called these days, isn't it? Anya...You've lived quite a life. You should be proud you've survived this long. That has to end, unfortunately.

Anya: No...I'm, I'm...not Anya. Don't you know me? I'm the Slayer! Ooh, stay back or I'll slay you good! Leave now and keep your life!

Proserpexa: (laughs) Ooh, Anya. I'll make it quick. Promise.

(Proserpexa raises her hand and fires a beam of energy at Anya. Anya jumps out of the way and the beam hits the house behind her. It creates a hole right through the entire house)

Anya: No? Okay, I'll leave!

(And it begins. Anya takes off down the blackened street, running as fast as she can. She turns the corner, looking back to make sure Proserpexa isn't behind her. When Anya looks in front of her, Proserpexa suddenly appears)

Proserpexa: Please, no more games. (Proserpexa runs her hand through Anya's hair) You're so beautiful...
(Proserpexa backhands Anya, sending her flying into the wall of a house)

Anya: Ahh... (She sits up slowly, blood coming from the back of her head)

Proserpexa: You've lived so much, Anya. I hear you've even lived through an Ascension. That's very impressive. However, I cannot take the chance that you might figure out what I'm planning. I haven't come this far for it to all end before it's even begun...

(Proserpexa bends down and gets on her knees so she's eye level with a slouched over Anya)

Proserpexa: You were the first one to know about me, isn't that correct? Who knows what else you know...

Anya: (weakly) I...I don't know anything....

Proserpexa: (she smiles warmly and whispers into Anya's ear) I don't believe you.

(Proserpexa picks Anya up and throws her all the way across to the other side of the street. Anya crashes into three trash cans on the side of the road. Proserpexa slowly walks into the middle of the road)

Proserpexa: Do not be scared, Anya. Soon, all your friends will join you. The whole world will join you...

(Proserpexa raises her hand, but suddenly bright lights coming from the street blind her)

Proserpexa: What?

(Before she can react, a car comes racing down the street, slamming into Proserpexa head on. She flies into the air and crashes through the window of a house. The car pulls up to Anya and the passenger door flies open)

Xander: Get in!

(Although hurt, Anya runs into the car and slams the door shut. Xander slams on the gas and does a U-Turn, driving in the opposite direction where Proserpexa landed)

Anya: It's good to see you. I-was just about to go get some help for you.

Xander: Sure ya were. Are you okay?

Anya: I think so. (She puts her hand behind her head and sees the blood coming from it) Agh, blood...how human...

Xander: Let's save the human bashing for a time when we're not in mortal danger.

Anya: We have to get back to Buffy's. With the slaying and the weapons and all...

Xander: I don't think we'll make it that far. Buffy's house is on the other side of town. Proserpexa.. She's very close to us.

Anya: How do you know?

Xander: I can feel her...

Anya: Yes, good for you. The only thing I feel right now is a gushing head wound. If we don't go to Buffy's where else can we go?

Xander: The next closest place...

(Cut to the interior of a house. The doorbell is ringing over and over again from outside)

Giles: Yes, yes I'm coming...

(Commercials)

(Buffy walks out of the bathroom and goes into Dawn's room to say goodnight)

Buffy: Hey you.

Dawn: Hey, Buff. Ready for bed?

Buffy: Yeah. Ooh, it's great to hear that, isn't it? God, how sad is it that my perfect night includes putting on my yummi sushi pjs and crawling into bed at a reasonable hour? Proserpexa needs to wreak havoc more often.

Dawn: (a little distant) It's crazy, I tell ya.

Buffy: Something wrong? I just gave you the perfect chance to make fun of me and you plowed right over it. Kinda sloppy...

Dawn: This whole Xander thing. And Kennedy. I came down on her kinda hard earlier. I know she feels bad, I do too. I shouldn't have-

Buffy: We're all going through some weird emotions. This is good ol' Xander, the one guy we could count on not to do something like this. But it's happened, and there's nothing he can do to take it back. You just have to understand everyone's gonna react differently to something like this.

Dawn: I guess the only thing we can do is stick by him, huh?

Buffy: Pretty much.

Dawn: I gotta tell ya Buffy, feeling pretty good right now that my human kill count is still at zero.

Buffy: Same here. Well, except for all those Knights of Byzantium. And Caleb. And that guy at the drug store that just REALLY pissed me off.

(Giles walks down the stairs in grey pajamas)

Giles: (half asleep) Who the bloody hell is it?

Xander: (from outside) Giles, let us in!

Giles: (as he unlocks the door) What's going on?

(Xander and Anya run inside the house and slam the door behind them. Anya frantically locks all the locks on the door. She seems genuinely scared.)

Giles: For a moment I thought you were Andrew. Can you please tell him to stop calling me at three o'clock in the morning to make sure I'm not Ethan? I thought the constant pinching was trying enough...

Xander: This is serious, Giles! Proserpexa is after us!

Giles: (very concerned) What does she want?

Anya: To kill me! And possibly hit on me...

Giles: Xander, call Buffy...

(Giles leads Anya into the living room and sits her down)

Giles: Are you injured?

Anya: I'll be okay. I'm just dizzy, and a little tender, and kind of bloody...maybe a little sleepy.

(Giles notices the blood on Anya's hand)

Anya: It's from my head. I've had worse.

Giles: Tell me everything she said.

Anya: She seems to think I know more about what her plan is. She wants me out of the way so I won't talk.

Giles: Do you know more?

Anya: I don't know! Oh, couldn't she just target Andrew? He knows...stuff.

(Xander walks back into the room)

Xander: Buffy's rounding up the troops. They should be here soon. She also was moaning about something to do with PJ's....

Anya: What should we do until they get here?

(Suddenly, the entire building starts to rumble and shake)

Xander: Umm...fight for our lives?

Anya: I like that plan, as long as the fighting results in our keeping our lives.

Giles: Yes, I think we'd all enjoy that outcome.

(The house starts to rumble some more. Xander looks out the window and sees Proserpexa standing right outside)

Proserpexa: I don't wish to destroy all of you yet. Let the former demon out and the rest of you can keep your lives.

Anya: I have an idea...let's not listen to her.

(Giles hands weapons to Anya and Xander, and has one for himself)

Giles: I don't know how much good these will do, but I suppose it's better than nothing.

(The door blows open and Proserpexa is standing there)

Proserpexa: I waited, but no one came out. Pity, I'd hate to destroy all this nice furniture.

(Giles runs towards Proserpexa, swinging an axe.With ease, Proserpexa blocks his attack and grabs Giles' arm. She throws him up against the wall and walks into the living room)

Proserpexa: You humans are so...interesting. I can understand why you chose to become one of them, I really can, Anya.

(Xander charges at Proserpexa from behind, but she flips around and blasts him back. Xander falls to the ground)

Proserpexa: That was rude.

Anya: Xander! (she tries to run towards him, but Proserpexa stops her)

Proserpexa: Go to him and I'll kill him, too. You know, I don't see why these men are protecting you so. Is it the hair?

Anya: They want to help me. It's a thing humans do.

Proserpexa: I respect that, I truly do. Don't worry, they will all understand soon enough, I promise you. Death...it's only the beginning. It's all a matter of time.

Anya: (slightly intrigued, almost as if something sparked her memory) Time?

(Proserpexa reaches out her hand, but suddenly someone grabs it from behind. Proserpexa turns around, and Buffy punches her in the face)

Buffy: Let me guess, you didn't even knock.

(Commercials)

(Willow, Dawn, Spike, Kennedy, and Faith run in behind Buffy)

Willow: Xander! (Willow runs towards Xander and Dawn runs to see how Giles is)

Faith: Let's kick some snakey ass... (Faith is about to run toward Buffy and Proserpexa, but Spike stops her)

Spike: No, let the Slayer have first crack. We'll jump in if she needs it.

Proserpexa: The Slayer.... (sadly) You know so little...You have no idea what's to come...

Buffy: I have an idea a giant temple might have something to do with it. Those things are popping up like Starbucks these days. (Buffy kicks Proserpexa in the stomach, then does a roundhouse kick, hitting her in the face. Proserpexa takes each hit without much hesitation)

Proserpexa: You are strong, Slayer. Your powers are steeped in history, in darkness...

Buffy: Oh no, not another chatty one... (Buffy tries to punch her in the face, but Proserpexa catches Buffy's hand. She squeezes it hard, then bends her arm back, almost to the point of it breaking)

Buffy: Ahh!

Spike: Alright, time to jump in.

(Spikes lunges on top of Proserpexa and knocks her to the ground. Spike, Buffy, Kennedy and Faith all surround Proserpexa. Anya runs and joins Willow with Xander)

Proserpexa: Argh! (A flash of light fills the room and Proserpexa tranforms back into her demon, scaly form. Snakes slither in her hair and her voice is filled with a menacing hiss)

Faith: Yo, really not liking the new look.

(The battle begins, happening very quickly. Faith kicks Proserpexa in the side. The demon stumbles back, but then turns around and punches Faith in the face. Kennedy comes at Proserpexa with a knife, slicing her shoulder. Proserpexa grabs the knife by its blade and snaps it in half, before one of her snakes bites Kennedy in the chest. Spike lunges at Proserpexa again, but a protective shell of energy forms around her and he is knocked back. Only Buffy is left, looking a little worried after witnessing Proserpexa's attacks)

Anya: Go, I'll take care of him. (Willow leaves Xander's side, and stands next to Buffy, coming face-to-face with Proserpexa)

Proserpexa: (smiles) The witch, facing her demons... you should be proud, this is all because of you. You started this all...

Willow: And I'll end it...

Buffy: (smiles confidently) Yeah, I wouldn't get her angry if I were you.

(The other regain their composure and gather around Proserpexa again)

Willow: Your move, and trust me...you'll be in for a fight.

Proserpexa: (She takes a moment to contemplate the situation) I could destroy you all so easily, but it is not the time. Keep your life for now, Anya. Enjoy it while it lasts. Soon you will all know the true extent of my powers...

(Another flash of light fills the room and when it dissipates, Proserpexa is gone)

Xander: (slowly getting up) Well, that was fun.

(Proserpexa appears back in her temple. Amy walks to her side)

Amy: What happened?

Proserpexa: I don't think Anya will be the threat I suspected her to be. It doesn't seem like she knows anything.

Amy: But still, can you really take that chance, Proserpexa?

Proserpexa: If I feel like the ex demon knows too much, I will end her before the others. It's too early for me to destroy them all, not when so many of them are integral to my plan. Keep an eye on Anya, make sure she doesn't become too useful to the group...

Amy: I understand.

Proserpexa: And Amy, stay out of sight...

(The gang has all gathered back at Buffy's house. Anya is holding an ice pack to the back of her head)

Anya: It's not fun to be so sore...

Giles: No, I don't imagine it is. But you get used to it after being knocked out almost every week.

Buffy: So, Proserpexa thinks you might know more than you realize. Maybe that could help us. We just have to jog your memory.

Xander: You know what that means...

Anya: Oh no...Oh God no...

Kennedy: Yep, non-stop research mode. Have fun!

Anya: Is it really too late to boil her in lava? I can do it, really.

Buffy: Well, so much for my nice quiet night....

Willow: You wouldn't have liked it anyway.

Xander: Yes, the whole sleep thing, definitely over rated.

Andrew: I like sleep!

Faith: I'm just glad I cut my vamp huntin' short tonight. Not every day you get to fight a big ass snakey Hell Goddess.

(Kennedy pulls Dawn to the side)

Kennedy: Dawn, I just wanted to say how sorry I am. I've been thinking about it, a lot actually. Maybe you're right, maybe I don't have any right to say these things. I wasn't here for even half of the stuff you've seen.

Dawn: Yeah, you really didn't have much right to say that. (smiles) But it's my fault, too. I shouldn't have come down so hard on you. You really were doing what you thought was right.

Kennedy: If I didn't have to get up early to go to work, I'd totally kick your ass in another Scrabble game right now.

Dawn: Bring it on, bitch!

Kennedy: Ooh, spicy talk!

(Just then, the doorbell rings.)

Anya: Oh no...could it be?

Xander: Wow, Proserpexa would be a pretty polite demon if she rang the doorbell before she slaughtered us.

Andrew: (sighs) Ah...It's the little touches that separate the Big Bads from the pack.

(Buffy goes to the door and slowly opens it. We don't see who the person is right away, but Buffy seems startled at first, then kind of happy, in a cautious way. Her expression is very complex, mixing several feelings at once)

Voice: Buffy, I need your help...

(The camera pans, and we see who the person is...)

Buffy: Angel...

(Fade out)

(Credits)

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