So
B and
Anya are back now thanks to
Red,
Tara and their witchy skills... not to mention
Dawnie and her blood. That kid's been bled so much it's a wonder she has anything left, ya know? Only weird thing is,
C didn't come back with 'em. She's still out there somewhere, like
Wes and
Giles and
Harm and
Angel. So that's what, three down, four to go?
I called A.I. yesterday to make sure nobody showed back up there, and
the bleached blond said they didn't. It's kind of a kick to think of him there holdin' down the fort with that rich guy who's kinda nerdy. Damned if I can ever remember his name. Hope the place is still standin' when we get back.
This house is really freakin' crowded now. I mean, I love B and all, but sharin' a bed with her is a little too much closeness. She hogs the covers. Tonight I think I'm gonna hook Dawnie's old Girl Scout sleepin' bag and spread it out in the backyard under that big tree and just watch the stars. If I fall asleep out there, it's no big... 'cause there's always
somebody around watchin' over me.