"I'd say the magician, but I don't think roughing him up is going to get us anywhere," she replied. "I doubt he would know how to get us back. Beating him up will do nothing." She'd like to think no one could be so selfish as to force someone to stay with them against their will, but people were strange, stranger than the supernatural sometimes.
"I'd say magic, but we all know I fucked that up," she wrapped her arms around herself tightly. Her arm brushed her stomach and she felt worry and fear grip her again. What was she going to do about the baby? Fuck. "Dawn's fine. Dating Xander. They're happy", she answered. Of course they could be downright miserable right now and Buffy wouldn't know a damn thing. Oddly enough, she missed Spike.