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Dec 30, 2004 14:33

Well, Christmas Eve was about as festive as I expected. Not the happy holiday I was hoping to give Dawnie. Oh sure, Xander put on a good show of being brave and all, but the rest of us? Were kind of a mess. Even Anya seemed sympathetic and not so much her tact-challenged self. The memorial service was lovely and sad, the dinner Tara and Willow put together afterward was delicious, we exchanged gifts. But I couldn't think of much else except the awful way Maddie was found. And that I should have taken Xander more seriously when he said she was missing, that maybe I could have stopped it.

My job, stopping stuff like that. Too late for that, and we still don't know if it was Stone, a random demon of some sort, or even a really sick human cult like the police seem to think.

I lean toward one of the former. Thing is, with the evidence so far, I can't back it up. Riley's been going over the crime scene with all the resources of the army, but he hasn't given me anything solid yet. Giles has been checking out the mystical end of things. Weird thing, I was looking at the news article again the other day, and got totally creeped out when I realized the lot where she was found was the one where Glory built her insane-o tower.

Where I died. Where Dawn almost did.

It gets to where you start wondering if places like that are cursed, if the hellmouth energy lingers long after the enemy is supposedly beaten. I mentioned the coincidence to Giles. Glory couldn't be back, could she? Or those warty little hobbits she called minions?
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