Connor died a few days later.
His parents had gone out to see a movie and had left him home alone. The police aren't very sure what happened, but when his parents got back he was drained of all his blood and nailed with railroad spikes to his front door. Mother read the article in the paper about at least ten times. It seems that besides the spike wounds there were two small holes in his neck. The paper said that it was some kind of cult.
I didn't go to the funeral. I was to sad and was afraid to see my best friend dead. So I stayed home and cried. Mother understood. She always understood what I was going through.
"Shh. I know. Trust me Harlyn I know how it feels." Shw whispered as she held me.
We were sitting on my bed, because I couldn't sleep.
"But it hurts Mother." I said into her shoulder.
"I know." She repeated.
After that the kids at school avoided me as if it were my fault. I ended up having no friends at all. At home I played with Daniel and his two year old brother Chase. The twins Gina and Gill played with me, but I never really felt close to them the way I had with Connor.
Aunt Cordy was pregnant again. The doctor said it was twins. During her ninth month Uncle Xander was called away on business. He tried to get out of it, but no one else could do the job. He was very worried about Aunt Cordy, so Mother said that while he was gone she could stay with us.
Aunt Cory went into labour on a tueday while Uncle Xander was still out of town. We took her to the hospital where she was rushed back to her room. The twins were a boy and a girl. Aunt Cordy named them Jesse and Jenny.
Uncle Xander rushed home as soon as mother called him and told him what was going on. He got to the room two hours after the baby's were born. Aunt Cordy was holding them and telling them how strong theer father was and how much she loved them. I could hear everything from where I sat in the hall way. She smiled at him as he walked in.
"We were waiting for you to get here." She said giving him a starry smile.
"I came as quick as I could." He said taking one of the infants into his arms.
"They are so beautiful. You've done it again and given us two more wonderful children who are just a lovely as thier mother." He said kissing her gently on the lips.
A few minutes later she fell asleep and Xander put the also sleeping infants into the basinet beside the bed. Before he left to find my mother he place a small cross on the window of the room. I was puzzled by this, but didn't say anything.
I fell asleep in the chair outisde the room. The next thing I knew Aunt Cordy was screaming and Mother was running into the room. I followed to see what was wrong. Aunt Cordy stood in front of the basinet screaming. Uncle Xander shoved Mother and I to the side and ran to his wife. when he saw what was wrong he to let out a howl of rage.
Inside the basinet the children lay covered in blood. Thier throats had been slashed. Right then my sixth sense kicked in and I was overwhelmed by the pain and anger in the room. The room swayed and I fell to the floor in darkness.
My eyes fluttered open and I found myself in the waiting room with a wet cloth o my forehead. Looking around I saw Mother talking quietly in a corner to PapaRupert. Slowly I stood up and walked back to Aunt Cordys room. She was crying convulsivly into Uncle Xanders chest.
"NO no no. Not my baby's. Why did he have to kill them." She wimpered
Uncle Xander was crying as well. He was holding Aunt Cordy as close as he could and gently stroking her hair. A look of pure anger croosed his face and he pulled away slowly.
"I'll be right back. I have something that needs to be done." He said.
He walked out of the room and passed me as if I wasn't there. I followed him back to the waiting room where he apraoched my mother.
"Buffy," He said tking a deep breath,"I don't blame you for what happened. But . . . I need you to kill Angelus. I don't care how just as long as it happens. If you don't . . .I will."
Mother looked at him and nodded.
"I will." She said
"I'm sorry, but how many times have you had the chance to kill him?" Uncle Xander said
Aunt Cordy was never quite the same. I don't think that anyone was.
