I slid into bed next to Tara.  She winces a little and favors her hurt arm.  "How's the arm feeling?" I ask.

With everyone's help, dinner was cleaned up in no time and Sam left to do some patroling.  Probably searching for more of the same demons that attacked Tara.  Xander and Sam lugged the dead beast outside and took it somewhere.  Anya and I ( Read more... )

Dinner Time

the next morning.

The Meeting.

Sam and Alex

Sculder and Muldy.

Fun with makeup and robots..

It didn't work. I can't believe it didn't work. Buffy is still dead, in the cold ground, with nothing but worms to keep her company. We prepared all summer, and nothing ( Read more... )