"I'd just, just come back." Pulled my knees up to my chin as she moved closer. She was the slayer, I shouldn't be this close to her. No! She was Buffy, I loved her. Why couldn't I just have her? Why couldn't I have anyone?
"D'Hoffryn." Swallowed, not wanting to tell her what I'd done. She was the chosen one, I was a demon. She had a job and that job was killing the ones like me. "He, told me now that our Cordy was gone I o-owed him." It was getting harder to breath and I couldn't get any farther from her. There was a wall in the way.
Xander....thrill....no. "Do you have an iron knife?" It would kill vengeance demons, not many things would. I didn't want to tell her, I couldn't. "I'm sorry. I have to go." Closing my eyes I willed myself to another place, any other place really.
Opened my eyes and found myself in the same corner I had been in before. Only the hotel was a charred wreckage, the smell of death and destruction thick in the air. I was home. Shivering I kept my knees pulled tight against my body. If I wasn't in that world I could be in what was left of this one. Even if my friends were nothing more then charred bones here I knew her and Xander would be safe there. And he couldn't make me kill anyone here, they were all dead. Already dead.