I finally calmed down, sitting on Giles' couch, sniffing ever so often. "Why do I remember the other past?" I asked softly, looking up at Giles. "I mean, if it didn't happen. . .I don't want to remember it." I stole a glance at Angelus. Angelus. Oh, god, Angelus was here, and Spike was chipless. . .two dangerous killers, and they are sitting here, in Giles' apartment, drinking tea. It was hard for me to grasp the idea that a chance encounter over a hundred years ago with Willow and Xander could change them that much.

But then Wills always was special. . . Xander had his moments too. "Did. . .you two continue to kill after they left?" I asked suddenly.

Spike smirked. "We kill now, Slayer."

My eyes widened and I slipped a stake out of my jacket. "You do *what*?" I asked angrily.

"No, no," Angelus purred. "We mostly kill demons. We very rarely kill humans anymore, and the ones we do hurt, deserve it. However, we do drink from them."

Giles placed his hand on my arm. "It's ok, Buffy," he said softly. "They really don't hurt anyone."

I was about to argue with Giles, tell him that it didn't matter if they killed or not. Hurting a human was wrong, whether they were our friends or not. I opened my mouth to argue when I was interrupted. "Rupert," a soft voice said from the top of the stairs. I glanced up, my mouth dropping open.

"Jenny Calendar," I whispered. She was *very* pregnant, her hair in a ponytail. She had one hand on the banister, and one on the small of her back. "Oh, my god, you are alive."

She frowned. "Calendar?" She chuckled. "I haven't been Calendar for. . .three years. Buffy, of course I'm alive. Did you think I died?"

My eyes flew from Jenny to Giles, and back to Jenny. "You two are married!"

Jenny sat next to her husband. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Of course, Buffy. Are you ok?" she said softly. She took Giles' hand and stroked it.

Angelus went to our former computer teacher and kissed her forehead lovingly. "Jenny, you look. . ."

". . .Smashing, pet," Spike chuckled.

"Shush, Childe," Angelus swatted at his childe playfully.

Jenny laughed. "Thank you, Angelus. Now sit down. Buffy is disturbed, her aura isn't right. . ."

I sighed. "Thank god, at least you are still all magical." I covered my face with my hands and sniffed. Riley patted my back. My emotions were out of control, everything was so wrong. . .but apparently it was so much better. Could my loving Angel have destroyed so many lives? "In my past, after Angel loses the soul and becomes Angelus, he. . .killed Jenny. She came here to make sure that Angel and I stayed away from each other, because she knew of the curse. If he had one moment of true happiness, he would lose his soul. Unfortunately, she hid it from everyone, and we didn't find out until after he and I slept together, and he started trying to kill us." I sighed, the pain of the end of my Junior Year dull. It still hurt, but not as much.

It was at that moment I realized just how much I loved my normal, nice, sane, can-be-seen-in-the-sun farm boy. I looked up at Riley and squeezed his hand. "I love you, Riley."

Riley grinned. "I love you too, Buff."

I turned to Jenny, a sudden question on my mind. She was staring at Angelus in horror. I'd heard Giles softly explain to her that I was remembering a different past, and apparently, Mrs. Giles was shocked that Angelus would hurt her. "Jenny," I said softly, pulling her gaze from the shamed vampire. That was a shock in itself, seeing shame on Angelus' face. "Why did you come to Sunnydale? Are you a member of the Calderash clan, like you were in my past?"

Jenny smiled. "Of course. Every generation, there is a sister that is appointed to accompany Angelus and Spike around the world. It is quite an honor, actually. We use our powers to protect them from harm, and vengeance, and the such."

I frowned. "Why on earth would you do that? Follow them, I mean."

"When Darla presented that girl to me," Angelus said softly, "I knew she was a gypsy. I remembered Xander's words from twelve years before, telling me of eating a gypsy and gaining a soul. I took the girl back to her family, alive and unharmed. The family was so overwhelmed with my. . .generosity, they decided I should be protected." He shrugged. "Doesn't bother me, I'm used to the company now."

"Yea, some chit or another has been following us around for the last hundred years," Spike grinned.

"Where. . .where is Dru?" I asked. "I can't imagine you two without her."

Spike looked up at the ceiling, thinking. "Brazil, I think. She and the Chaos Demon are shacking it up in the wilderness. I constantly ask her what the bloody hell she could enjoy in the wilderness, but she loves it. The stars are plentiful there." Spike shrugged with a chuckle. "I think she's coming to visit next month."

"Yea," Angelus murmured. "She's planning on being here the 21st. It's been. . .what. . .a year since we've seen her?"

"No, I saw her four months ago, when I took Xander to England. She was there, remember, Peaches?"

"Oh, yea," Angelus replied. "I'd forgotten you got to see her there. It will be nice to see my favorite childe again."

Spike growled at him, somewhat playfully, I must add. "Yea, Peaches, if she 's your favorite, how come you've kept me within arm's reach for the last hundred and twenty-seven years?"

Angelus' laughter was rich and full, completely shocking the hell out of me. I'd never seen Angel laugh like that, or look that happy. I found myself smiling. I wondered if Angelus ever brooded. "Because you won't stop following me, boy!" he replied.

My head was swimming. Everything was so different, but. . .better. I knew that Willow and Xander were probably very happy with Angelus and Spike, Giles had Jenny, Spike and Angelus got along, and I had Riley. I loved Riley. I looked up at him. "How long have we been together?"

Riley smiled down at me. "Beginning of your freshman year of college. You dropped a book on my head. I was your TA. Willow and Angelus were my accomplices in getting you to go out with me."

"Are you in. . .the Initiative? Or is that just in my other world?"

"No, I am," Riley replied. "Or was. After Adam. . ."

"They shut the project down. Did he kill Walsh here too?" I asked.

"Yea," Riley said sadly. "Spike didn't get his chip, like he told us he'd gotten in your past. Of course, you should have seen the shock on my face when I was tracking two vamps and two humans and they led us right to here. It all came to a head at that point. You and I were just starting to date. Forrest, Graham, and I tracked them here, and you answered the door when we knocked. We were expecting a bloodbath, and we end up finding out that you were the Slayer, and you were in cahoots with two of the most dangerous vampires in the world."

"Reluctantly, of course," Angelus purred. "If it weren't for Willow, we would have killed all of you a long time ago."

I looked at Angelus and saw the truth in his eyes. And yet, there was something else. Concern. Angelus actually cared about us. They may have wanted to kill us at first, but I think over time, they probably had gotten to where they enjoyed working with us. I turned back to Riley.

"So that was before the Gentlemen came?" I asked softly. Apparently, Riley and I moved a little faster here than we did in my own past, which would make sense. I wasn't hurting over Angel in this life, so I could concentrate on wooing Riley. He was sitting on the arm of the couch, next to me. I sighed softly and put my head on his thigh. God, I wish Willow was here. I wondered if she and Xander would remember the past? I knew that a lot of things were probably different here, and it would be nice to know that I wasn't the only one who could remember a whole life.

"A little before Thanksgiving," Riley said. "You assured us that these vamps were working with you, and I convinced Maggie that she didn't need to hunt them, because it would not be a good thing."

"Can we get Willow and Xander back?" I asked, looking at Jenny. "We need to get them back. They belong here."

"They do go back," Angelus said. "We helped them too, so apparently all of us working on this spell is what gets them back."

I sighed. "We need to hurry. I need my Wills." God, did I need to see Wills. Too much had happened. I only hoped that they were being treated well in the past.