Title: Regrets

Author: Kirsten Tapp

Feedback: [email protected]

Standard Disclaimer: Buffy, the vampire slayer doesn't belong to the author, but to Joss Whedon, WB, etc. The characters of Cassandra, Marcus, Stephanie however do belong to the author. No copyright infringement intended.

Rating: PG - some graphical violence

REGRETS

By Kirsten Tapp

Wesley paced back and forth in his apartment. More, now than ever he felt as though he had sold his soul to the devil. It was bad enough he had handed Angel's son over to Holtz, but then he had slept with Lilah. The Wolfram and Hart lawyer was still the enemy no matter how gorgeous she was. A knock on the door dragged Wesley out of his self pitying mood. Carelessly opening the door without checking to see who his visitor was, he found himself face to face with Buffy and Cassandra.

"So I hear you handed Connor over to the enemy." Buffy spat out at Wesley before punching him in the nose. She watched Wesley fall to the ground unconscious. "Good to see some things never change." She looked up at Cassandra. "Do you need to be invited in or have you been here before?"

Cassandra answered the question by walking through the doorway. She stepped over Wesley and sat down on the sofa. "Well, I guess this is the part where we wait for Wesley to come to and sober up." She screwed up her nose at the smell of alcohol that Wesley reeked of.

Buffy shut the door behind her and joined Cassandra on the sofa. "Might as well watch TV while we wait. Is there anything good on?"

Cassandra waved her hand at the television set which automatically switched on. "Oh good. It's the season finale of Dark Angel."

Buffy grinned. "Just as well I knocked Wesley unconscious. We might have missed this."

When Wesley woke, he found himself still lying on the floor, his face throbbing from where he had been punched. Slowly he sat up and saw Buffy and Cassandra watching the television. "Make yourself comfortable by all means." He mumbled.

"See I told you Max and Logan would end up together." Cassandra nudged Buffy and ignored Wesley. "I wish they would get rid of that virus already, though."

"Yeah, but you can see the future so that's hardly fair." Buffy pointed out. She looked up at Wesley. "Look who finally woke up."

"I suppose you think you had a good reason to give Connor to Holtz." Cassandra finally acknowledged Wesley's presence.

"I don't have to explain myself to you." Wesley snarled. A moment later he found himself flying across the room and into the wall.

Buffy stood and switched the TV off. "You should know better than to speak to the Princess like that." She looked down her nose at Wesley. "So what could have possibly made you betray a friend."

Wesley picked himself up. "The evidence was overwhelming that Angel would kill his son." It sounded stupid when it was voiced aloud.

"Is that what your heart told you?" Cassandra was now standing beside Buffy. "Or did it just seem logical at the time."

Wesley couldn't answer her question. "What difference does it make? They all betrayed me when I needed help. Angel will never forgive me no matter what."

"I wouldn't bet on that." Buffy's stare was icy cold. "First of all, you didn't ask for help. Secondly, Angel is missing and so is Cordellia, so until we find them, nobody knows if Angel will forgive you or not. And thirdly, Angel still has his soul so there's a good possibility he will forgive you."

"You on the other hand," Cassandra looked at the broken man in front of them. "Are losing your soul with every wrong move you make. You are right where Wolfram and Hart want you. On the outside looking in."

"I can't turn back time and change what I did." Wesley glared at the two women passing judgment on him.

"No." Buffy agreed. "But how about we start by finding the person who tried to cut you a new smile."

"You two are going to try and save my soul?" Wesley chuckled bitterly. "That won't sit well with the team at Angel investigations."

Buffy put her hands on her hips. "How do you think we found out about your activities? We stopped there first. That Connor grew up fast. Besides, half of Angel Investigations is missing and if anyone can save your soul, Cass can."

Cassandra took a step towards Wesley. "Forget for a moment that you owe Angel for taking his son from him when he trusted you. Think about Connor for a moment. You owe that boy for a childhood away from his father." She headed for the door. "Think about that."

Buffy followed Cassandra. "You know where we'll be. And for God's sake, take a shower and sober up."

The two women left Wesley to think about what they had said. Buffy reached out to stop Cassandra. "Do you think Wesley knows where Angel and Cordellia are?"

Cassandra shook her head. "No. I think Connor knows where his father is. I keep getting a bad vibe off of that boy. I know that Angel's alive though. We have time, but we need to get Wesley to stop wallowing in self pity."

"The others don't trust him." Buffy shrugged her shoulders. "Can't say I blame them, but if they don't work as a team, there's no hope for any of them is there?"

Cassandra shook her head. "No. But we've been in situations with worse odds and come out smiling.

Gunn sat with his arms around Fred. "Cassandra says that Angel's alive so we just have to believe that. If anyone would know it would be Buffy or Cassandra."

Fred looked up at Gunn. "What about Cordellia? The police found her car and they said there was no sign of a struggle."

"Yeah, but don't weird things happen around here all the time?" Connor pointed out. He felt no remorse for his father, but he did wonder what had happened to Cordellia. "She'll probably come walking through the door, complaining that her car broke down and she had to walk all the way home."

Gunn smiled at the boy. "Yeah, you're probably right. Those two can take care of themselves." He realized that Connor was being of more comfort to them, than they were to him.

Connor frowned slightly. "How does Cassandra know my father's still alive?"

Fred shrugged her shoulders. "The Princess just knows things like that." She though it best not to mention too much about Cassandra's unique abilities.

Gunn nodded in agreement. "Nobody's really sure where the Princess got her powers from, but they come in handy a lot." He realized that none of them had, had dinner yet. "Come on. Let's go get something to eat." He stood and took hold of Fred's hand. "You too Connor."

Lilah made her way up to Wesley's apartment door. This was so much easier than she had thought it would be. All she needed was to give Wesley one more push and he would be begging her to let him destroy Angel and his friends. As she reached the door, she felt something cold brush against her. Turning, she found herself face to face with the vampire princess. "What brings you back to LA?"

"A car." Cassandra quipped.

Lilah knew enough about the Princess to know that she was incredibly dangerous. Appearances were more than a little deceiving with this particular vampire. "I was just coming to see if Wesley was alright. He's been pretty down since the accident and I think, he's hitting the bottle a lot as well."

Cassandra smiled sweetly. "We both know it wasn't an accident Lilah." She could see it worried the lawyer that she knew her name. "I know that I don't look stupid either, so don't stand there babbling and expect me to believe that you are concerned about Wesley's well being."

As Lilah reached into her purse for the crucifix she had taken to carrying, she found herself floating in the air. "What are you doing?" She tried not to shriek.

"I'm giving you a warning." Cassandra paced back and forth slowly. "Stay away from Wesley and the rest of my friends and family. I suggest to pay attention to my warning. You really don't want to know the extent of my powers."

Lilah was about to make a snide remark, but found herself falling to the ground with a thud. When she looked up, Cassandra was gone.

Buffy looked up as Cassandra got into the car. "Did you find what you were looking for?"

Cassandra handed Wesley his apartment key back. "Yes. Let's go."

Wesley sat silently in the back of the car, sure that there was a deeper meaning to Buffy and Cassandra's conversation. He decided it would be wiser not to question them.

Angel lay in his watery tomb, wondering if anyone would wonder where he had disappeared to. He was also concerned as to what might have happened to Cordellia. After all they had been though the past few years, he refused to believe that she would arrange to meet him and then not show up. There had to be a good reason. He just hoped she was alright.

Angel knew on instinct that Buffy and Cassandra would come looking for him. He and Cassandra stayed in constant contact. She would realize something was wrong when she didn't get a phone call from him. "Come on Cass, track me down."

Angel realized that getting free would probably be a lot easier than convincing his son that he hadn't killed Holtz. For the moment, all Angel could do was wait.

Justine watched from a distance as Connor for lack of a better description, played happy families with Gunn and Fred. She had to admit, the boy was good. He had everyone convinced that he was as distraught as everyone else, at the sudden disappearance of his father. She allowed herself a smug smile. Holtz would have been so proud. Everything was going exactly as he had wanted. Only she knew the truth behind Holtz's death.

She watched the touching scene for a moment longer and then walked away, unaware that she herself was being watched.

Wesley pointed to the departing figure. "That's her. That's the bitch that slit my throat. What's the plan?"

Buffy turned to Cassandra. "I think we should follow her, see what's she's up to. If Holtz is dead like you were told, then what does she want with Connor."

Cassandra nodded in agreement. "You'll have to follow her on foot. I can't go out into the sunlight and she'll instantly recognize Wesley."

"You think she knows where Angel is?" Wesley questioned the red head. "What about Cordellia?"

"I'm not sure where Justine ties in to everything at the moment." Cassandra reasoned. "That would be why we are following her. There aren't many minutes of daylight left but if we wait for the sun to go down we could miss something."

Buffy climbed out of the car. "I'll meet you guys back here. If she's on foot, I figure she must live close by."

"Be careful." Wesley shifted into the drivers seat beside Cassandra. "Justine's got a lot of nasty tricks up her sleeve." He watched Buffy nod and walk away. "So I guess we just sit here and wait."

"I doubt we'll have to wait for long." Cassandra was watching Connor, Gunn and Fred. It struck her as rather strange that Connor didn't seem as upset about his father going missing as a son should be. For some reason the Princess didn't think it had anything to do with Connor being separated from Angel when he was a baby.

"Have you had a vision?" Wesley was confused by Cassandra's comment.

"No. It's just a vibe I'm picking up." Cassandra replied simply. She saw Connor excuse himself from the table and walk towards the back of the restaurant. "Start the car Wesley."

Wesley did as he was told. "Where are we going?" He wasn't sure what Cassandra was looking at.

"Wherever Connor's going?" Cassandra pointed to where Angel's son had appeared and was walking down the street.

Wesley pulled the car off the side of the road and followed the boy at a distance, knowing that Cassandra would be able to see across the distance. "Why do I get the feeling that you already know where Connor is heading."

Cassandra smiled. "Those feelings were the ones you should have used when you made the decision about Connor's fate." She pointed in the direction Connor had just turned. "Down there."

Wesley parked outside the building Connor had disappeared into. "Care to let me in on what's going on?"

"Not at this stage." Cassandra peered out of the windscreen.

"You don't trust me." Wesley didn't really blame the Princess. He would feel exactly the same if their roles were reversed.

"I can't be certain that I am correct at the moment." Cassandra corrected him. "I'd rather not voice what is only an opinion, only to have it come back and slap me in the face."

"I suppose that's fair enough." Wesley looked at his surroundings. "It's not the coziest of areas. I hope Buffy's having better luck."

Cassandra gave Wesley a secretive smile. "I'm sure she is."

Buffy had managed to find a secure perch outside the window of the apartment that Justine was using. The window was open enough for Buffy to be able to hear what was going on inside. She was only slightly surprised when she heard Connor's voice.

"Did anyone see you leave?" Justine peered into the hallway to make sure nobody had followed Connor.

"Of course not." Connor was irritated that she would even ask. "They think I'm in the bathroom so we'd better make this quick."

"Is there some sort of problem?" Justine started to feel concerned. "You seem to have the situation under control. From what I can see, nobody even suspects that you know where your Father is."

"We have visitors." Connor informed her. "The Slayer and Cassandra Windsor have arrived to help search for Angel. The Slayer, I'm sure I can keep in the dark. It's Aunty Cassandra I'm not so sure about. There's something about her. She seems to have powers of some sort, but no one will tell me what they are."

"I'll see what I can find out." Justine had heard the name before but she couldn't place where. "I'll contact you when I have some information."

"Be more careful next time." Connor headed for the door. "If I can see you, then there's a good chance the others may catch sight of you."

Justine merely glared at Connor as he left. She didn't like the child giving her orders. The only reason she had put up with it this long was because it was what Holtz had wanted. It was only out of loyalty to Holtz that she was doing any of this.

Buffy carefully climbed down the side of the building. She kept close to the shadows as she made her way back to the street. She noticed Cassandra's car immediately. Realizing Cassandra and Wesley must have followed Connor, she made her way to the car and climbed in.

"That kid Connor's a good actor." Buffy leaned forward from the back seat. "He knows where Angel is. Whatever he did with his father, he doesn't seem too upset about it. Seems he's made friends with your slasher friend Wesley."

Wesley's expression was grim as he drove. "Connor probably considers Holtz more his father than Angel. Justine will be using her loyalty to Holtz to stay close to Connor. Any idea how Holtz was killed?"

"My sources say it looked like a vampire bite." Cassandra started dialing a number on her cell phone. "And they emphasized the word looked."

Buffy rolled her eyes. "So if Connor knows that Holtz is dead and he's heard what the observation was to the cause of his death, then ."

"He probably thinks that Angel killed Holtz." Wesley finished for her. "Even more so if Justine is pushing the right buttons."

"We have another problem." Buffy waited a moment for Cassandra to finish her call. "Connor's suspicious of Cassandra. He's asked Justine to find out any information he can about you, Cass."

"Then we'll have to move fast on this." Cassandra put her phone back in her pocket. "I had an expert travel to the dimension that Holtz is buried in. He had a look at the body. Holtz has two stab marks on his neck. He said it was made to look like a vampire bite, though he's sure the puncture wounds aren't from a vampire."

Wesley gave a bitter laugh. "I wouldn't put it past Holtz to stab himself, just to get his revenge on Angel."

"Yet another thing you could have thought of before you gave Connor to Holtz." Buffy pointed out. "I think the first thing we should do is find Angel. Cass can you hold Connor's hand or something and get a sighting on where Angel is."

"Of course." Cassandra nodded. "Wesley, you stay in the car. If I can pick up a location off of Connor, then you and Buffy can go and get him."

"Have you forgotten that Angel wants to kill me for taking his son from him?" Wesley was starting to wonder if the Princess had lost her mind.

"Which is why Buffy will go with you." Cassandra reasoned with Wesley. "I'll stick with Connor, just in case Justine comes back with any information on me for Connor. There's a chance I can find out what really happened to Holtz if she does."

Buffy slapped the former watcher on the back. "It will sit well with Angel if he feels you made some sort of effort in rescuing him." She climbed out of the car and walked into the hotel beside Cassandra. "Angel is so going to want to kill him, isn't he?"

"Oh yeah." Cassandra nodded and pasted a smile on her face as she walked towards Connor. She put her arm around the boy's shoulders. "How are you holding up?" She reached behind her for Buffy's hand so that the Slayer could also pick up what the Princess was envisioning.

"I'm fine. I just miss my Dad." Connor lied. "Did you find anything out about where he disappeared to?" Connor couldn't shake the feeling of being safe and secure with Cassandra's arm around him. He didn't want to feel safe. He wanted to be wary of her.

Cassandra smiled at the boy. "I'm getting there." She glanced over her shoulder at Buffy who nodded.

Buffy recognized the place in the vision. How closely guarded Connor had kept Angel was another thing. "I'm going to check in with my Dad. He gets kinda cranky if he finds out I'm in LA and I don't at least say Hi." She head out the door and got into the car beside Wesley. "Got a location. Let's go."

Gunn watched Cassandra cautiously. The Princess was up to something and he had a feeling Buffy was also in on the plan. He had heard from Angel and Cordellia in the past, that Buffy wasn't that close to her father. So it seemed more than a little strange that she would go running off to see him. He would ask Cassandra what was going on later, when Connor was out of earshot.

"What about Cordellia?" Fred asked. "She was supposed to be meeting Angel. She can't have just disappeared."

"She's a higher being." The Host walked through the front door. "I got word from a friend of mine that Cordellia has ascended."

Gunn frowned. "Are you sure, your friend's taking about the same Cordellia? I'm mean, no offense. I like Cordellia and all but she doesn't strike me as the higher being type."

"I think Cordellia would make a great higher being." Fred interrupted. "Does that mean she can't visit?"

"Not quite." Cassandra spoke quietly. "She'll be visiting in a whole new sort of way. I suppose using her visions to help the helpless had redeemed her of anything she 's done in the past."

The Host nudged Cassandra as he saw Connor sneaking out the back door. The Princess whispered something in the Host's ear before following the boy.

"What's that all about?" Gunn kept his voice low so that Connor couldn't over hear them.

"The Princess knows where Angel is, doesn't she?" Fred's eyes grew wide as she realized what was going on. "Why didn't she tell us?"

The Host held his hand up to stop her asking more questions. "Because Connor is responsible for Angel's disappearance. Buffy and Wesley are heading to where Angel is being held as we speak. Of course all of that is pointless while Connor believes that Angel is responsible for Holtz's death."

"Why would Connor think that?" Fred asked.

"Because Holtz set it up to look that way." Gunn guessed. "I wouldn't put it past Holtz to hire someone to murder him so that Connor would never accept his father."

"Is it wise to have sent Wesley to go and rescue Angel?" Fred pointed out. "They're not exactly best buddies at the moment."

"What better way for Wesley to redeem himself, than to be the one who returns Angel to his son." The Host explained. "Plus her Royal Highness made sure Buffy would go with Wesley in case Angel tires to kill him."

Justine waited impatiently for Connor to appear. "I got the information you wanted." She hadn't noticed that Cassandra was standing in the shadows listening. "Aunty Cassandra is a rare vampire. Unlike Angel, she kept her soul when she was reborn. It wasn't restored to her. From what I've been told, she's pretty saintly for a vampire."

"What was she before she was turned?" Connor sneered. "A nun?"

"Actually, I was a Princess." Cassandra appeared from the shadows. "If you wanted to know something about me Connor, all you had to do was ask." She squeezed Connor's hand gently and didn't let go. Extending her hand to Justine, she had a good idea that the woman hadn't really found out much about her. "Cassandra Windsor. And you are?"

Justine shook Cassandra's hand unaware that Connor was, in a way linked into her subconscious through Cassandra holding his hand. "Jamie. I'm a friend of Connor's." She saw the strangest expression cross Connor's face. "Are you alright Connor?" As she tried to pull her hand from Cassandra's, she felt the Princess' grip tighten.

Cassandra smiled down at Connor, knowing full well what the boy had seen. "I should have explained to you Connor, I have the power to see into people's pasts through their sub conscious. Other people can see what I see by simply holding my hand."

Connor looked at Justine with pure hate. "You killed Holtz as some sick game against my father. Are you so loyal to Holtz's need for revenge that you would play me off against my father?"

Justine was still trying to wrench her hand from Cassandra's. It was amazing how someone who looked so fragile could be so strong. "You don't understand Connor. Holtz loved you like the son that Angeles took from him. He would do anything for you."

Connor had let go of Cassandra's hand. "You're lying. He would do anything to get revenge on my Father." He lunged at Justine, but Cassandra stopped him with her free hand. "She deserves to die." He spat out.

"Dying's too good for her, Connor." Cassandra smiled at Justine. "Hell, however has a vacancy just for you Justine."

Connor stood slightly behind Cassandra when he saw the porthole appear behind Justine. A fierce wind was blowing, yet also pulling from the porthole causing Cassandra hair to fly like long, fiery fingers behind her. Justine let out a piercing scream as Cassandra let go of her hand and she was sucked into the porthole. It closed up behind her and the wind disappeared.

"How did you do that?" Connor was stunned. "Are you a witch as well as a vampire?"

Cassandra simply smiled. "I don't think there's a name been invented for what I am. We'd better get inside before the others start worrying."

Connor took hold of Cassandra hand again and walked back into the hotel. He stopped suddenly. "Oh my God. We've got to go and get my Father."

"Don't worry." Cassandra reassured him. "I have people working on it."

The car came to a screeching halt and Wesley and Buffy jumped from the car. The water gleamed under the light of the full moon.

"So I take it we're going for a swim." Wesley glanced over at Buffy. "Do we have any waterproof torches?"

"Probably in the trunk." Buffy reached into the car for the trunk pull. Opening the trunk Buffy smiled as she found the torches. "That's Cass for you. She always comes prepared." She tossed a torch to Wesley. "Let's go swimming."

"You mentioned seeing Angel trapped inside some sort of iron casket." Wesley walked into the water beside Buffy. "It must be sealed shut somehow. Any idea how we are going to get it opened? I have a feeling it's going to take more than a bit of Slayer's strength."

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it." Buffy was up to her waist in water. "We have to find Angel first. The vision didn't exactly put a red cross on the exact spot that Angel is at." Before Wesley could ask anymore questions she dove under the water.

Wesley dove in after her. Every so often they came up for air and dove back under. Wesley waited for Buffy to resurface. "There has to be an easier way to find Angel than this." Wesley was frantically treading water. He noticed that Buffy was staring at something. "What?"

Buffy raised an eyebrow. "I think we just found Cordellia and Angel." She pointed to what, at first appeared to be a bright white light. But the longer Buffy looked, the more the light seemed to take form. Cordellia's form.

"Well, she's not quite the red cross marking the spot that we hoped for. But beggars can't be choosers." Wesley started to swim towards Cordellia.

"Hey Cordy." Buffy looked up at Cordellia who was floating above the water. "Can you go and get Cass. I think we're going to need some help getting the casket open."

"Sure, send the higher being to fetch help." Cordellia rolled her eyes. "It's not as though I have anything better to do."

Wesley looked up at her in shock. "You're a higher being? How the hell did you manage that?"

Buffy spoke up before Cordellia could answer. "Can we discuss this later. We still have to get to Angel." She dove back under the water. It took a couple of minutes, but she found the casket Angel was trapped in. After resurfacing and taking a deep breath, Buffy and Wesley managed to swim with the casket between them, towards the shore.

Buffy gave the casket lid a tug but it wouldn't budge. "Angel! Can you hear me?"

Angel let out a sigh of relief at the sound of Buffy's voice. "Yeah. I can hear you. Are you alone?" He knew even with the Slayer's enhanced strength, it would be difficult to open the casket.

"Wesley's with me." Buffy figured they might be able to put Angel's pent up rage at Wesley to good use. "He helped me get you to shore. We've sent for help to get you out."

Wesley had been taking a closer look at how the lid had been sealed when Angel slammed his body up against it. "It's not going to matter if we get Angel out or not, if Justine still has Connor convinced that Angel killed Holtz." He took a couple of steps back just in case Angel managed to get out.

"Justine recently joined Holtz in Hell." Cassandra appeared out of the darkness, with Connor by her side and Gunn, The Host and Fred behind her. "Thanks for sending the Cordellia-o-gram."

Connor looked up at the Princess. "How are you going to get that open? I had metal rods molten in place so he couldn't get out."

Cassandra ran her hand along the casket lid as if caressing a lover. Slowly her hand started to glow blue as she continued to run her hand over the points where the steel rods had been molten in. Popping noises could be heard coming from the lid. "Ok. Try to open it now. I should have loosened it sufficiently." Cassandra took a step back so that the others could try and get the casket open.

Wesley handed Buffy a crowbar that he had retrieved from the car. "Why don't you stand at the head of the casket. I have a feeling Angel would have your face be the first he sees rather than mine." He wedged the casket to lever the lid off.

Connor reached for Cassandra's hand, surprised at how warm it was. "He's going to hate me when he gets out of there."

"Don't you remember what Angel told you when you sealed him up in that thing?" Cassandra smiled at the boy. "He doesn't blame you for this. You're his son and he loves you. Nothing can change that."

As the Princess kissed the top of his head, Connor had never felt safer. He watched as Buffy, Wesley, Gunn, Fred and The Host put all of their combined strength into freeing Angel.

"We've just about got it Angel." Buffy motioned for everyone to step back. "Wesley, can you take Connor back to the hotel?"

"Over my dead body." Angel launched his chained body against the lid, causing it to go flying across the shore.

Fred frowned slightly. "If that's what you want. Can you break those chains or do you need help?"

When Wesley took a step forward, Gunn reached out to stop him. "Are you really sure you want to get that close, Man? When those chains come off you're gonna be in big trouble."

Wesley shrugged. "I have nothing left to lose. All of my friend's hate me. I've lost every ounce of self respect I ever had. I've been living on borrowed time anyway." He gently removed Gunn's hand from his arm and swapped the sword for the crowbar Buffy was holding. "Hold still for a moment Angel." He made quick work of the chains and moved quickly out of the way when Angel lunged at him.

"Angel." Buffy stepped between Angel and Wesley. "Your son's waiting for you. Wesley risked a lot to help us find you. I'm not asking you to forgive him. Just take a moment to put yourself in his shoes."

Angel glared at Wesley and walked over to his son who was clinging to Cassandra's hand. "Connor. Are you alright?"

Connor looked at Cassandra. "If that's how he feels about Wesley who was trying to keep me safe, why would he forgive me."

Cassandra squeezed Connor's hand. "Angel is your father and he loves you. He knows that you were tricked. It's up to you Connor, to let Angel be your father."

Wesley watched as Connor let go of Cassandra's hand and stepped into his father's out stretched arms. "Do you think Angel will ever forgive me?"

Buffy nodded. "Give Angel time. He won't forgive you today, but given time he will forgive you." She took hold of Wesley's hand. "Come on. I'll let you drive me back to the hotel."

"What about the others?" Wesley started to walk back to the car with Buffy. "How are they getting back? Infact, what are we going to do about Cordellia?"

"Cordellia is safe." Buffy climbed into the car. "Cassandra brought the others here via the ghost roads and that 's the way they'll go back."

Wesley watched Angel hugging his son for a moment before starting the car. "How could I have been so wrong?"

"You made a mistake Wesley." Buffy nudged him. "That's what human's do. Or so I hear. Come on, let's go. I want to get out of these wet clothes."

THE END