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I should have known. I should have known something was up when he didn't check in but... I've been so preoccupied with Spike a-and Dawn and the Hellmouth, I--
I got a phone call this morning. From England. When the weird-sounding lady asked if I'd accept the charges, I was so relieved. I thought that finally he was contacting us, telling us that he knew what was going on and that all these dead girls were-- That it would stop. That we could stop it because that's what we did or do or...
The Watcher's Council got blown up two weeks ago. A few survived but everyone in the building-- Giles was staying there. Trying to figure out what was happening. The guy on the phone told me he was sorry for my loss, that they found something of his there and there's little hope that he survived.
I don't... I have no idea how to do this. I don't know that I can tell Dawn again or Will or Xander. And the girls. They're looking for me to lead them, to help them not die and this-- This thing that's coming has eliminated our best chance of beating it.
How do I do it? How do I tell them all? How do I face whatever's coming when I know that the man who was more like my father than my own is gone?
[ Open to any at the Summer's residence. ]
I got a phone call this morning. From England. When the weird-sounding lady asked if I'd accept the charges, I was so relieved. I thought that finally he was contacting us, telling us that he knew what was going on and that all these dead girls were-- That it would stop. That we could stop it because that's what we did or do or...
The Watcher's Council got blown up two weeks ago. A few survived but everyone in the building-- Giles was staying there. Trying to figure out what was happening. The guy on the phone told me he was sorry for my loss, that they found something of his there and there's little hope that he survived.
I don't... I have no idea how to do this. I don't know that I can tell Dawn again or Will or Xander. And the girls. They're looking for me to lead them, to help them not die and this-- This thing that's coming has eliminated our best chance of beating it.
How do I do it? How do I tell them all? How do I face whatever's coming when I know that the man who was more like my father than my own is gone?
[ Open to any at the Summer's residence. ]