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I looked at my watch for what was probably the millionth time. The slayers hadn't been gone too long, but I was already aching to see them safe and with the rest of us again. I knew that I couldn't fight Kennedy on letting me go. If nothing else, someone that could fight should be guarding Morrigan and neither of us had much faith in a lot of bodyguards with guns. But I still hated not being there. She didn't understand that I knew the dangers she put herself in and that was why I wanted to be there. If she died, I wanted to be there with her. Make sure she wasn't alone and dying. And everytime she went without me, I feared she'd never come back.
Not to mention that things at the hotel weren't exactly ideal. Willow was taking a nap though I was pretty sure she'd gotten plenty of sleep and was just trying to have a polite way of avoiding me--not that I minded that. I certainly didn't want to be making small talk with her of all people.
Dawn and Xander seemed to be in their own world for now and I couldn't blame them. I know Dawn had been missing Xander horribly since he left. But I was getting restless. I wanted to run or punch something or do anything but sit around doing nothing. Finally I walked over in their direction. Maybe they had some idea of something productive to do before I gave up and started doing push-ups on the floor.