Watchers Council – Slayer Gym – Later
Kennedy pounded the bag mercilessly. Sweat dripped from the errant strands of black hair that hung down over her eyes. The muscles in her arms bulged with the force of every blow.
“Is she always so…intense?” Skye asked in a whisper, from her spot on the bench across the room.
Dawn shook her head and gave a small grin. “Only when she’s frustrated. And that can mean only one of two things…”
Kennedy landed a hard right cross to the bag.
“She’s either in serious need of a good slay,” Dawn said, with her smile growing, “or she’s in serious need of a good –”
“Dawn! There you are,” Jeff said, running into the room. “I’ve been looking for you all day.”
“Well, looks like ya found me,” she replied, casting a nervous glance at her girlfriend. Skye appeared oblivious to the tension.
“How you doin’, Jeff?” the redhead asked with a smile.
The boy nodded politely. “Good, thanks. I was just wondering if Dawn could help me out on some spells I’ve been working on.”
“Well, why don’t we both help?” Skye offered, standing up. “After all, three heads are better than two.” She turned to Dawn. “Whadda say, honey? Wanna help our ole buddy Jeff here?”
Dawn swallowed the lump in her throat and said, “S-s-sure.”
Skye smiled and linked her arm around the brunette’s waist. She walked away, pulling Dawn with her. Jeff followed the two girls from the room, a look of resentment in his eyes.
Meanwhile, Kennedy gave the bag one last hard punch and then fell back against the wall, completely exhausted. She panted heavily and wiped the sweat from her eyes. She reached over and pulled her water bottle from her bag, taking a long swig.
Once the bottle was completely drained, she threw it back into her bag and leaned her head against the wall.
“Hey Ken? You in here?” Faith’s voice came from the doorway.
“Uh, yeah, I’m over here,” Kennedy answered, rising to her feet.
Faith walked over to stand in front of her fellow slayer. She watched Kennedy’s emotionless expression. “You all right?” she asked.
“Yeah…yeah, I’m fine,” Kennedy said, wiping the sweat from her face.
“Good, the others want you in the conference room ASAP. It’s time to rock ‘n’ roll,” the elder slayer said as she left the room.
Kennedy picked up her bag and threw it over her shoulder. “Right…rock ‘n’ roll.” She stared off into space for a moment before shaking her head and following Faith from the room.
Watchers Council – Jeff’s Dorm Room – Minutes Later
The three coven members sat on Jeff’s bed, his spell books spread out in front of them.
“Oh!” said Skye suddenly. “I’ve got it!” She swung the book around to where Jeff could see it. “You forgot the henbane,” she said, smiling and pointing down at the picture.
“Oh, right,” he said without enthusiasm. “I knew something was missing.”
“Well, why don’t you go get some now?” Skye suggested. “And take Dawn. She’s really good with all that ingredient stuff.”
Dawn’s head immediately popped up from the book she was pretending to read intensely.
“No!” she cried. When Skye and Jeff looked at her with surprised expressions, she cleared her throat and spoke more softly. “What I meant was…Jeff’s just as good as me at all that ingredient stuff. I’m sure he can find it.”
“Don’t be silly,” Skye said, laughing. “He’ll be in there all afternoon. Go ahead. I’ll be right here.”
Dawn looked over at Jeff to see him smiling.
“Please?” he said, in an obvious attempt to look cute.
“Fine,” she finally relented.
Dawn got off the bed and started to walk towards the door, but stopped with her hand on the knob. Then she quickly walked back over to the bed and gave Skye a searing kiss. When she pulled away, she saw a look of astonishment on her girlfriend’s face.
“Wow,” Skye said, licking her lips. “What was that for?”
Dawn just smiled and placed a gentle hand on the other woman’s cheek. “To remind me.”
She looked deeply into the redhead’s eyes for a few more moments, then pulled away and walked past Jeff, who was now holding the door open.
Skye gave the boy a smile. He tried to return it before walking out and closing the door firmly behind him.
Watchers Council – Conference Room – Same Time
The senior watchers sat on one side of the conference table and the senior slayers on the other. Everyone remained silent while Giles looked over the paper in his hand.
He looked over at Willow. “I would like you to have the Coven prepared, in case things don’t go as planned. If she gets past Faith and Kennedy…”
Faith scoffed and cracked her knuckles, but Giles just ignored her and continued. “If she gets past them, you will be the only thing standing between Camille and Kadin,” he told Willow.
“Yeah, but…no pressure,” Xander said from his end of the table.
Giles looked over at Kennedy. “Are you certain about this, Kennedy? We don’t know the extent of her abilities o-o-or how…stable she is at this point. It could be very dangerous for you to face her alone.”
“I can handle her,” Kennedy said with certainty.
The watcher turned to the rest of the group. “Everyone knows his or her job, yes?” he asked. When everyone nodded, he smiled slightly. “Very well. Until tonight then.”
Watchers Council – Coven Room – Moments Later
Dawn struggled to pull the bottle of henbane from the top shelf.
“Here, let me get that,” Jeff said, coming up behind her and reaching over her body to grab the bottle. Their hands touched, and Dawn jumped back from the contact. Jeff slowly pulled the bottle from the top shelf and turned to face her.
“I don’t bite, you know,” he said playfully.
“It’s not your biting that I’m worried about,” Dawn replied under her breath.
Jeff just continued to smile at her, gazing deeply into her eyes. After a few moments, he gradually started to lean in. Dawn stood frozen, watching as he grew closer, until his lips came within a breath of her own. Her eyes began to flutter closed.
“No!” she said loudly, stepping to the side. She sighed and ran a hand over her face. “Jeff…no. You can’t do that. We can’t do that.”
“Why not?” he asked desperately.
“Because,” Dawn replied instantly.
“Because Skye! That’s why!” Dawn insisted angrily. After a pause to calm her voice, she continued. “I love her, Jeff. I love her more than anything, and I am not going to do anything that might hurt her.”
“But Dawn,” he said, moving in closer.
“No,” she said, pushing off from him. “Didn’t you hear anything I just said?”
“I heard you. Loud and clear,” Jeff replied coldly. He looked down at the bottle in his hands and picked at the label.
“Look, Jeff,” Dawn said, stepping closer and placing a gentle hand on the boy’s shoulder. “I like you. A little more than I should, I admit…” Jeff looked up hopefully at her words. “But…that doesn’t mean I’m going to do anything about it. I love Skye, and, if I have to choose, it’s going to be her.”
Jeff looked away and, in a soft voice, asked, “What if I didn’t ask you to choose?”
Dawn looked confused for a moment. “What are you saying?”
Jeff shrugged. “Doesn’t matter,” he told her. He quickly left the room.
Dawn watched him go and sighed.
Watchers Council – Kennedy’s Apartment – Dusk
Kennedy walked out of the bedroom, putting her jacket around her shoulders. She looked over at Mia, who sat in the recliner in the living room, staring at the television blankly.
“Okay, so I’m going now,” Kennedy said, motioning towards the door. “I don’t know how it’s all gonna go down, but I’ll be back as soon as it’s over.”
Mia just continued to stare at the T.V. Kennedy watched her for a few moments before walking past and placing her hand on the doorknob. She turned back to her girlfriend, but Mia acted as if Kennedy wasn’t even there.
Kennedy let out a deep breath, opened the door and left the apartment.
Cleveland Graveyard – Later
Kennedy walked along the row of headstones with her hands buried deeply in her pockets. Her every breath was a white puff of smoke in the cold night air.
A sudden scream caught her attention. She stopped and listened for a moment. When the woman’s voice screamed again, she took off in the direction of its source.
Cleveland Graveyard – Moments Later
The vampire gripped the woman’s throat tightly as he held her against the mausoleum.
“Scream all you want,” he said laughing. “No one’s gonna save you.”
He growled and dove for her neck. The woman screamed and closed her eyes tightly. Just before the vampire made contact, he jerked back and instantly turned to dust. When the woman realized that nothing had happened, she slowly opened her eyes to see a black-clad woman reloading some kind of weapon in her hand.
“Who…who are you?” she asked shakily.
Kadin turned to look at her and smiled. “Tonight, honey, I’m your savior. Now run.”
The woman stumbled over her own feet before quickly picking herself up and running away.
Kennedy came barreling around the mausoleum, her momentum taking her directly into Kadin, knocking the hunter from her feet. Kadin fell backwards onto the cold earth, with Kennedy right on top of her. Kennedy let out a grunt and then leaned up on her arms.
“Well now,” Kadin said, smiling up at the slayer. “You coulda at least bought me a drink first.”
Kennedy smiled nervously before quickly pushing herself off the other woman. Once standing, she extended her hand. Kadin took it, hopping to her feet.
“Sorry about that,” Kennedy said, motioning towards the dirt on Kadin’s back.
“Nah, that’s okay,” the hunter replied, brushing it off. “I’ve had a lot worse on my back before.” She looked up at Kennedy with a smug grin. The slayer looked away, blushing.
After a moment of enjoying her effect on the other woman, Kadin picked up her crossbow from the ground and reattached it to her belt. “So, is there a reason you just knocked me on my ass, or was it just a little payback from yesterday?”
Kennedy smiled. “Both.”
Kadin returned the smile, but it quickly faded when she noticed seven vampires approaching behind Kennedy’s back. “Well, I’d love to hear all about it,” she said, pulling the crossbow back from her belt, “after we deal with them.” She pointed over Kennedy’s shoulder.
The slayer turned around just in time to see the seven vampires advancing on them. She reached inside her coat for her stake, but before she could grab it, Kadin placed a silver-tipped one in her hand. Kennedy looked up at her, but Kadin just smiled before running off to meet the vampires head on.
Watchers Council – Front Lawn – Same Time
Camille and Oz were chained to the ground in the middle of the lawn, a few yards apart. Oz held his wife’s gaze as the full moon began to rise.
“I hope Rowena didn’t miss something in translation,” Oz muttered.
“Makes two of us,” Camille agreed.
Willow sat nearby, next to a set of bushes. Dawn, Jeff, Skye and Andrew all sat crouched behind her, waiting patiently.
Dawn stole a few glances at Jeff, but he just continued to stare straight ahead. Skye watched the two of them warily.
“I’m freezin’ my fanny off out here,” Willow said, shivering visibly. “Hurry up, Ken.”
Cleveland Graveyard – Moments Later
Kadin landed a heavy boot against the vampire’s face, knocking him to the ground. She pulled a silver-tipped stake from her vest pocket and slammed it into his chest. Before he had even finished disintegrating, she smiled and took off for the next one.
Meanwhile, Kennedy punched the female vampire in the face hard, knocking her over a headstone. Another grabbed the slayer from behind and she lifted her hand to pull back his fingers, causing him to grunt in pain. She gave him a hard head butt, then flipped him over her shoulder and rammed her stake into his chest.
The female vampire had gotten back to her feet, and now she tackled Kennedy from the side, knocking the stake from her hand. Kennedy struggled to keep the vampire from her neck as she reached out for the stake. She brought a hard knee up into the vampire’s stomach and then used her leg to flip the vampire over her head.
Kennedy grabbed the stake and jumped back onto her feet. She staked the female vampire and looked up to see Kadin fighting off the other four.
“Kadin! Hang on!” she yelled, running over to help.
Kadin kicked the biggest vampire away with a boot to his chest. She did a backflip onto the nearest headstone and swung open her duster. The vampires watched in fascination as she pulled a long silver knife from the sheath on her hip.
She slowly raised the nine-inch blade to eye level, staring over it at the vamps. The biggest one growled and led the charge forward.
Kadin whipped out the knife and it extended into a long silver whip. With one flick of her wrist, she swung it through the group of vamps and then retracted it precisely.
Kennedy stopped dead in her tracks as she watched the vampires’ heads tumble from their necks, as they instantly turned to dust.
Kadin smiled and placed the long knife back into its sheath. She jumped down from the headstone and adjusted her coat.
“That was…amazing,” Kennedy said with admiration. “What was that thing?”
Kadin shrugged nonchalantly as she pulled her gloves tighter on her hands. “That? Just something I thought up a while back. Makes taking out nests a breeze. And if you meet a werewolf, them too.”
“Well, it was freakin’ awesome!” Kennedy said.
“Thanks,” Kadin laughed.
The two women stared at each other in a moment of silence. Then the rising moon caught their attention. Their smiles faded as they turned to gaze at the blue full moon shining brightly upon them.
“You know,” Kadin said sadly, “any other night, this would be the perfect moment. I used to love that moon when I was a kid.”
Kennedy looked at her sympathetically. “Kadin, it doesn’t have to be this way. You don’t have to do this.“
The hunter just stared up at the moon for a few more seconds before turning back to the slayer. “Yeah, it does.”
Without warning, Kadin threw a hard right to Kennedy’s jaw, knocking her off her feet. Before the slayer could even turn around, Kadin grabbed her by the lapels of her jacket and lifted her back onto her feet.
“Where is she?!” Kadin yelled. “I know you’ve probably stashed her away somewhere!”
Kennedy sighed. “Fine, have it your way,” she said. Then she jabbed her elbow into the hunter’s face.
Kadin flew backwards and landed on her ass. She lifted a hand to her bleeding eye and then stared down at the blood on her fingers.
“You know we’re not just gonna let you have her,” Kennedy told her firmly. “But if you won’t listen to reason, I have no choice.”
Kadin watched her anxiously for a few moments before the slayer turned and ran away.
“Okay,” Kadin said, drawing out the word. “Wasn’t expecting that one.” Then she flipped to her feet and chased after Kennedy.
Watchers Council – Front Lawn – Moments Later
Camille had her eyes shut tightly as she strained against her chains, dreading what was to come. Oz looked over at her with bewilderment in his eyes, then at his own, human hands.
Just then Kennedy came leaping over the fence and landing onto the front lawn, still in a full sprint.
“I hope you guys are ready! ‘Cause she’s right…behind…me…” She trailed off as she came to an abrupt stop in front of Oz and Camille.
Everyone in the Coven turned to face Kadin as she stepped closer to the two werewolves. Her eyes locked with Camille’s.
“Your little witch here is working her mojo, but it ain’t foolin’ me.”
Kadin whipped the crossbow from her belt and aimed it right at Camille’s heart. Faith jumped forward to stop her, but Kennedy placed a restraining hand on the slayer’s arm.
“No, just wait,” Kennedy said.
Then Kennedy motioned for everyone to step away from the chained couple and, with some reluctance, they did.
“Uh, guys?” Camille asked nervously.
Kennedy gave the werewolf a calming smile. “It’s all right,” she mouthed to her, then she turned to face the Hunter.
“Go ahead, Kadin,” Kennedy said, gesturing dramatically at Camille. “Kill her. But know this — you’re killing a human now. There’s been some mojo, but not the kind you’re thinking of.”
Kadin’s hand started to shake as she continued to aim the crossbow at Camille. “You’re lying!” she screamed, but still the bow remained unfired.
“Have I lied to you at all since you came to town?” Kennedy asked.
Perspiration, despite the cold, began to form on Kadin’s forehead.
“What’s wrong, Kadin?” Kennedy asked. “It’s what you wanted, right? Well, now’s your chance. Kill her, and it’ll all be over.”
Oz started to strain against his chains, staring at Kadin, pure fear in his eyes. “What are you doing?! She’s gonna kill her!” The man struggled to break his restraints, but it was futile. “Camille!” he yelled.
Kennedy spared only a fleeting glance at Oz fighting his chains. “What are you waiting for?” she said, as she started to circle the shackled Camille. “Here she is. The beast that killed your father, the one that ripped his throat out right in front of you. But you feel it, don’t you? The demon inside isn’t there anymore, is it?”
Kadin flexed her fingers around the trigger guard, staring deeply into Camille’s fearful eyes. “It doesn’t matter,” she said in a low, raspy voice.
Oz watched as Kadin’s finger started to squeeze down on the trigger. “No!” he screamed. “Willow!” he pleaded in the witch’s direction.
Willow watched helplessly and froze in place. Everyone held their breath as they watched Kennedy circle around Camille to come between her and Kadin.
“Come on,” Kennedy said with a fake smile. “Now’s your chance. Kill her without finding out what happened. Get your revenge. That’s all that matters, isn’t it?”
Kadin glanced from Camille to Kennedy and back to Camille again.
The slayer came and stood right next to Kadin. When she spoke, her breath was hot on the hunter’s face.
“Look at her over there,” Kennedy whispered. “She’s helpless. She can’t stop you. Do it. Kill a human, if you’ve got the guts.”
Kadin’s finger started to squeeze down on the trigger.
“And when you do…you become the beast.”
Kadin’s eyes flashed over to the slayer, and her finger jerked back from the trigger as if she’d been burned.
“What’s the matter, Kadin?” Kennedy asked, stepping away. “Don’t like the sound of that?” She cast a glance over her shoulder at the werewolf. “Cold-blooded and ruthless. Everything you hate. A beast.”
Kadin flinched noticeably at Kennedy’s words, but didn’t lower her weapon. “How can she be human? I saw her change that night.”
“It was the spell,” Rowena spoke up from her place near Willow, causing Kadin to look over. “The spell that Willow and her coven performed at the foundry. It worked on Mr. and Mrs. Osbourne too.”
“Spell?” Kadin asked, confused. “You mean that thing with the flower and the big light show? You did that…for them?” she said, pointing to the chained couple.
“When the spell was cast,” Willow began as she nodded toward Oz and Camille, “their entities split into separate beings, two complete wolves and two complete humans.” She cast a glance over to Oz and his wife again, before turning to face Kadin. “They got the human side. No more wolf.”
“They’ve paid for their past,” Kennedy went on. “They’ve had to live with what they’ve done. That’s far worse than any punishment you or I could ever give them. So the question now is…do you want to take Camille’s place as a monster. If so, get your revenge.”
Kadin’s eyes fell away from Camille, and she looked over to the other one struggling in his chains. “You were a bea…a werewolf too?”
Oz stopped struggling and watched her carefully before nodding. “Yes.”
Kadin watched him intensely for a moment before speaking. “You really love her, don’t you?”
“Yes,” he said, looking over at Camille. “She’s everything to me.”
“Yeah, well, my father was everything to me,” Kadin said, lifting her crossbow back to waist-level. “He was all I had…and he was taken from me, without even a second thought.”
Oz watched the emotions play across Kadin’s face. “I’m sorry,” he said.
Kadin scoffed. “Yeah, everyone’s always sorry.”
She watched Oz’s eyes as they hoped and prayed and pleaded. She looked away, clenching her jaw. She glanced at Camille then brought her eyes back to Oz once again. After the longest moment, she finally sighed, set the safety on her crossbow and returned it to its holster. She crossed her arms tightly.
“But I’m not a murderer,” she declared.
Kennedy broke into a relieved smile at Kadin’s words.
Faith turned to Kennedy and smirked. “Looks like the plan worked.”
“You set me up?” Kadin asked angrily.
“No,” Kennedy denied emphatically. Then she shrugged. “Well, yeah, kinda,” she admitted sheepishly. “We had to prove to you the wolf was gone.”
Kadin’s eyes widened in disbelief. “That was your bright idea?” she asked with a slight grin. “What if I had used it to fuel my anger, instead of my compassion?”
“That’s what Will was here for. A little mojo help,” Kennedy said, nodding toward the redheaded witch.
When Kadin’s eyes turned to her, Willow smiled nervously and gave a little wave.
“She was your last line of defense?” Kadin said to Kennedy, pointing her thumb in Willow’s direction.
“Hey!” Willow and Rowena complained simultaneously.
Kadin just smiled.
“I saw someone else underneath that rough exterior,” Kennedy began. “Someone who’d kick your ass in a heartbeat, but also someone who’d only do it because you deserved it. Once you figured out that Camille really was human, I knew you’d do the right thing.”
Then Kadin looked over Kennedy’s shoulder as Faith released Camille from her shackles. The hunter’s smile faded, and she walked around the slayer to face the ex-werewolf. Faith stood close by, just in case.
“I’m still not sure this isn’t just some temporary presto chango,” Kadin stated, “but I won’t kill a human. If that’s what you really are.”
Camille started to speak, but the stone-cold glare she received caused the words to die in her throat.
“This still doesn’t change anything between us,” Kadin said dangerously. “You and me…we’ll always have bad blood.” She took a step closer and stared directly into Camille’s dark eyes, burning into them with her own. “I hope that every time you close your eyes, you see my father’s face. I hope that every time you breathe, you think about what you did to me and other people in the world. But most of all, I hope you never know a pain like what I have inside. Nobody deserves that, not even you.” After a final glare, Kadin walked away.
Camille hung her head in shame.
Watchers Council – Front Lawn – Later that Night
Everyone had called it a night, everyone except Kennedy.
The slayer was standing at the foot of the steps, watching as Kadin checked herself over before leaving.
“You got everything?” Kennedy asked, walking over.
“Yeah,” the hunter replied, pulling a strap tight on her vest. “All set.”
Kennedy just nodded.
“Well, I guess this is goodbye,” Kadin said, fixing her duster.
“Guess so,” Kennedy answered.
She watched the other woman for a few tense moments, before Kadin took a hesitant step closer. Kennedy swallowed as the hunter stared deeply into her eyes.
“Thank you,” Kadin said slowly.
“For what?” Kennedy asked, puzzled.
“You know,” Kadin assured her. Then she smiled and looked down at her boots. “It’s really sad I gotta leave this town so fast.” She brought her eyes back up to the slayer’s. “Just when I was gettin’ used to the scenery.”
Kennedy stared, the pulse in her neck beating noticeably.
“But,” Kadin said suddenly, breaking the moment, “I got places to go, monsters to kill.”
Smiling, she reached into the pocket of her vest and pulled out a silver ring. She extended it out to the slayer.
“If you ever need me,” Kadin said, placing the ring in Kennedy’s outstretched hand, “find me.”
“Back at ya,” Kennedy told her.
The slayer looked down at the ring for only a moment, but when she looked back up, Kadin Van Helsing was already gone.
Kennedy’s Apartment – Later that Night
Kennedy walked in to find Mia sitting in front of the T.V. again. She took off her coat and, with a determined expression walked over and switched it off via the remote on the chair arm.
“I was watching that,” Mia said, annoyed.
“I realized something tonight,” Kennedy told her. “Wanna hear it?”
“If it’s another lambasting, then no.”
Kennedy shook her head. “It’s an apology.” Surprise took over Mia’s facial features. “Shocking, I know,” Kennedy said with a grin, before pausing for a moment. She cleared her throat and went on. “I told Faith tonight that I was upset that the boots you bought didn’t fit. But I realized something after this mess tonight with Kadin.”
“I don’t know you either. Not like I should, and that’s my fault. Kadin walked away from killing a human tonight. She had the choice. But you…you really didn’t. Have a choice, I mean. Not at that club, and you sure as hell didn’t in the arena.”
Mia turned away, uncomfortable, but Kennedy moved her face back to look in her eyes. “So tonight, I say we make some popcorn, which I know you do like,” she added with a playful grin. “Then we go to the bedroom and talk. Just talk.”
Mia began to tear up, and Kennedy ran a hand over the back of her head.
“You just don’t know what it’s like,” Mia told her.
“You’re right,” Kennedy replied. “But you’re gonna teach me.”
Without saying more, Kennedy took Mia by the hand and led her to the kitchen.
Watchers Council Lobby – Next Morning
Oz walked up to Willow with a slight grin on his face. “Thanks doesn’t seem to cover it, but…thanks,” he told her sincerely.
“I’m glad we were able to help, Oz. If you need anything, just let me know.”
“Back at ya,” he told her, before pulling her into a hug. “You know, with the wolf gone now…my life will be different,” he whispered.
Willow gave a slight smile as she pulled away. “And you’ll have a great life with Camille because of it, I’m sure. She’s a sweet gal. She’s lucky, too, because she’s got a terrific guy.”
Oz raised his hand to Willow’s cheek. “Rowena’s not doing too bad either, in my book. Just make sure she takes good care of you, like my Cam does for me.”
“She does,” Willow said confidently.
Oz gave a stoic nod, “Email me, ‘K?”
“Will do,” she told him, before leading him toward the door where Camille waited. “It was nice to meet you,” Willow told her, extending her hand.
Camille just shook her head in disbelief as she took Willow’s hand. “I can’t thank you enough…all of you. We’ve got a second chance, and it’s because of you.”
“Ah, don’t mention it,” Willow said, shrugging it off.
“We better get going,” Oz told her. “Don’t want to miss the flight.”
As Oz and Camille picked up their luggage and waved their goodbyes, the group reciprocated. Rowena walked up to Willow as everyone went back to their daily tasks.
“He’s right, you know,” she told her witch.
“Things are different for him now.” Rowena worked her hand up to Willow’s shoulder and gave the witch a soft grin.
Willow gave her a small grin. “I see where you’re going with this, but I’m different now too,” she countered. “And I’ve got what I want,” she added, slipping an arm around Rowena’s waist. As they began to walk away, Willow’s hand began to tickle the blonde’s side. Rowena yelped and tried to move away, but Willow kept hold as they both began to chuckle.
“You’ve won many battles,” Willow said, “but you’ll never win the war.”
Rowena managed to wriggle away, but Willow quickly gave chase, making the blonde move even faster.
“Get back here!” the witch commanded playfully.
Rowena just giggled and moved as fast as her feet would carry her.
Fade to Black
End of Bad Blood
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