“I thought you’d been at the gin for breakfast.”“Sorry,” Cerys apologised. “All will be made clear. Do you want some wine or would you lik... to start on the gin?” she giggled.“Wine will be fine,” Allison said. Cerys disappeared into the kitchen and re-emerged clutching two glasses and a bottle of white wine, fresh from the refrigerator and dripping condensation.The two of them sat down and Cerys poured them each a generous glass.“Right,” said Allison, “what is all this about? You were being. ” She turned her head to look up at him, “Bobby you will be careful over there; you don’t need any more medals.”He looked at her serious face, her beautiful green eyes that looked on the verge of tears.“Terry darling I’ll be fine, I have something important to come back to now.” He said tenderly.She jumped up, spilling her drink over the negligee, and sat down on his lap her arms around his neck; she kissed him, her soft lips against his.“You’re wet” he whispered in her ear.She stood and. .. Does this mean you really are Buffy Summers now? A-all slayer-yand stuff?"I chuckled to myself wryly. "'All slayer-y,' you say, Willow dearest." I mean," he corrected himself abashedly and made an all too obviouslyforced attempt to sound like his masculine self, "that you have the actualpowers of an imaginary character, do you?" So it would seem, but we can worry about that later. Come on, we need totend to Dawn. Scott."I had almost forgotten about her after the demon had dropped her,. "What a damned shame that we're back on the road again this week, starting Thursday!" Yes," Susan said. "Friday night would be ideal for a pajama party." But we'll be back in town again the Friday after next," he said."Ten days," Susan said."Long time." You have no idea!" she said.Dan got suddenly serious. "Susan, if you're just teasing me here, please tell me so now. Because I'm not. Teasing. Last night, I really thought we, you know, connected. I mean, I'm not just kidding around here." We.