Crown and Key
By Sandra and William Johnson
Epilogue
The days after the battle were ones of reconnecting with family and friends. The Humans had bid a fond farewell to their friends from Eternia and Etheria, as they had stepped through the portal from their world to Earth. A portal that would now remain open permanently.
“If you ever need us, just look in the mirror and call.” Adora told Buffy as she hugged her tightly.
“You can count on that.” She said as she hugged her back. Adam approached as his sister stepped into the glowing orb of golden light.
“Well, I guess this is goodbye.” He said sheepishly as he looked at Buffy’s face.
“I guess so.” The Slayer said. Cute as he was, Adam was more than a little lacking in the words department.
“Buffy, there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you.”
“What’s that Adam?” He moved close, took her in his arms, and kissed her. As he pulled away, Buffy was left breathless.
“Never mind, I forget.” He said as he stepped through into the portal which shrank behind him. Her mirror faded back to glass, and she headed downstairs where the rest of her friends were gathered.
A quick headcount revealed that Oz was missing.
“Where’s Oz?” Buffy asked. Willow looked up from her tea, her eyes bright with tears.
“He left. Back to South America.” She sighed. “He asked me to go with him, but I had to say no.”
“Why?” Buffy asked. “I mean, now that you know Tara’s in heaven and safe, aren’t things easier?”
Willow nodded. “Yes, but all the energy I sucked up keeping the portal closed, I can still feel it inside of me. It’s like I’m starting over from square one again. I need to serve time for what I did to Warren. I still feel the guilt, and that only makes the evil inside me grow.”
“Then why don’t you and Giles come with me back to England?” Lara asked. “I’m sure the Watchers Council is going to want to hear all about our newest findings in response to Glorificus, and there is a very strong coven of white witches that practice a few miles north of my house. I’m sure they would be more than willing to help you gain control over the magic.”
Willow looked up in surprise. “You mean that?”
Lara smiled. “With all my heart.” Giles touched Willow lightly on the shoulder. “I’ll make the arrangements tonight.”
“I guess that leaves you, me and Xander for the rest of the summer.” Dawn piped up as she slurped the rest of her cereal off her spoon.
“Well, mainly you and Buffy” Xander said. “With Lara going back to England, I should really try and find Anya.”
“So it’s just you and me now?” Dawn asked. Buffy smiled as she sank into a chair next to her sister.
“I think we’ve earned a little time off. Besides, we can start on your training together.”
“Really!” Dawn’s eyes widened.
“Really.” Buffy said as she pulled her sister to her and held her close.
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When Lara Croft returned to England, she donated the crown and sword to England’s Royal Museum. Today, children of England can visit the Crown of Morganna the Misbegotten and the Key to the Dimensions in their resting place, safely behind bullet proof glass, and guarded by the latest technological wonders. The crown sits mounted on a velvet pillow, the ruby in the center of the spider matching exactly the one in the hilt of the sword next to it. The key to destroying the evil that was Glorificus now waiting for the return of he who is it’s true wielder. There, where all can see, unbeknownst to any save one Lady Lara Croft and a few American friends of hers, sits Excalibur, the Sword of Kings.
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