Dad and I - oh honey what’s wrong?’ she said, pulling the pale, wide-eyed Isabelle into a tight hug. ‘Um, I’m not feeling very well.’ ...er mother pulled back, frowning. ‘Well, there’s paracetamol in the cupboard, and if there’s anything else you need you just have to ask. Would you like me to make you a lemon and honey drink?’ Isabelle brushed a hair out of her face with a meek smile, and her mother beamed at her. ‘There’s that smile. Come now, you’re dinner’s getting cold.’ . So far a good match. Apparently I'm also a shameless slut who craves to be publicly debased, and you get off on setting it up and letting the world know it. Still a match. And I also like being in charge now and then. You like being submissive now and then. We have to work on the limits there. But you are still my husband and protector, not my servant. The last couple of days has been testing your limits as you tested mine. You haven't lost my respect and won't if you stay as you've always. "No! Windsor!" I cried. I noticed Dinah coughing even more black blood and her hands were cracked and bloodied.Then I realized that my voice had returned, so I continued the spell, with my own voice."Hear my call, spirits of Sheol." With my will, I call..." Endgame: Banish!"The circle and runes glowed much brighter and it lifted off from the ground and surrounded Dinah. With Dinah's waist as its center, it glowed much brighter before it collapsed upon Dinah. The resulting glare became so bright. More right than anything has felt since I was torn from heaven and dug my way out of my own grave.It's easy to forget that she's not human. Not real. Not my s*ster at all. No... She’s far more than any of those things. Looking at her, my heart fills with relief, pride, and most of all, the purest love. Emotion overcomes me, and I can't think of a single thing to say."I... I think it's over Buffy..." she breathes, as I take a seat on a coffin. "The world is still here..." she sighs with relief,.