"Did Malik give you any grief about you coming?" she asked."No, actually he didn't. And that's what worries me. What if he thinks I'm going to sin whi...e I'm gone and decides to do something?" Monique asked worriedly."That is no way for a new marriage to start off, sweetie. You need to stop that foolishness. Malik loves you and more importantly, he TRUSTS you. So don't create a problem when there is none." Stacy said."Yes, you're right." Monique lamented. "So, who do you think our neighbors. I still wanted to avoid Anne. I strolled back up High St trying to come up with a plan.“Matt! Matt!” It sounded like Anne had found me and my heart sank into my stomach. I rapidly changed direction slipping down a side lane. I peered around, trying to see if she had spotted me. At the top of the lane was Vicky, my cousin that I had met at the cinema last night, not Anne. “Hold up Matt!” she shouted. I breathed a sigh of relief. “Why were you avoiding me?” she asked. I ran back to her saying “I. Soon after Alan moved out I happened to have a particularly bad evening with some alcohol fuelled self pity. The TV was crap and I ended up on google but not really wanting to watch video clips of stupid cats. For some reason I was getting even more morose thinking that it was Alan that mainly used the computer and that he probably used email on it to converse with his tart!After I had yet again imagined how both Alan and his tart should meet their deaths, I suddenly thought about browsing. It was ugly, no doubt about it. The Uber-vampire was all gray skin, fangs and claws. It looked at the house and Buffy urged Willow to get the barrier up.The thing broke down the front door before the barrier was working. Kennedy was shocked at how much pain it looked like Willow was suffering. She could even feel a tithe of the magical energies swirling around them."Run! Go out the back!" Buffy told them, when it was clear that Willow wasn't going to be able to hold it.Kennedy vowed she'd be.