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| Dawn and Tara wake up at the Summers house, having fallen asleep on the sofa. They quickly discover that neither Buffy nor Willow are home. Tara starts to make breakfast for Dawn when Amy and Willow walk through the door. Amy is psyched, raving about what a great witch and how she is messing with dimensions. Tara, unsurprisingly, is not impressed and takes off, leaving Willow feeling guilty. Matters slowly get worse as Amy takes Willow to see a guy called Rack, who |
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| takes a tour of Willow's mind, leaving them all wasted from the magick. Later Willow goes back, taking Dawn with her for what she assures Dawn will be a 'quick' visit. Hours later, at 11pm, Willow emerges and Dawn is not happy about Willow going back on her promise. As the pair leave, a monster from Willow's hallucination follows them and attacks them. Dawn lashes out, catching the monster off guard and running off. Willow gets hold of a car, but she is so messed up and frightened | ||||||||||||||||
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| and crashes the car. The monster is about to kill them both, when Buffy turns up and kills the monster. Dawn's arm is hurt and she's bleeding. Willow is distraught and after she slaps Willow, Dawn is led away by Spike. Buffy pulls Willow to her feet and angrily tells her she screwed up. Willow begs for forgiveness and help. Buffy reluctantly hugs her. Later, as Dawn rests in the E.R. Buffy takes Willow to task for going to see someone like Rack. Willow explains that |
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| without the magick she's nothing special. Buffy assures her that she doesn't need magick to be special and that Tara loves her and wants her to stop. Willow points out that they don't know that Tara loves her. Buffy assures her that she knows it. Willow says that the magick made her feel free. Buffy says she understands, but that it has to stop, that people will get hurt. Willow says that she knows, that she's done with spells, its not worth it if it messes with the people she loves. | ||||||||||||||||
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| It may not be that simple however. That night, Willow lies sweating in her bed, with one hand on her stomch, the other in a fist on her pilllow. | ||||||||||||||||
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