"Like what?" Buffy asked.

"First of all, I want to know that everyone wants to forget. I don't think its fair of us to force you to if it's not what you want. Secondly, there are a few…well, everyone here had sex last night. And there could be…complications? I don't know that it's a good idea to forget if a few months down the line someone had to figure out how they got…" she blushed. "Pregnant."

Buffy shrugged. "Covered."

Faith practically laughed aloud. "Covered."

Cordelia nodded. "Covered."

"Oh. Well. Lucky me." Willow sank further down into her seat. Xander blushed a deep red and looked away from everyone.

"Actually, Willow, the temporal fold would make things as if they never happened, therefore there would be no need to worry about pregnancy." Wesley smiled at her. "You're safe. I think."

"And that's pretty sucky in the reassuring department," Xander smiled thinly at the Watcher. "Thanks."

"So, we thought we'd let you guys decide what you wanted to do. It has to be unanimous though." She looked pointedly at Faith. "Don't just think about yourself. Think about the other people involved."

"For once?" Faith asked her.

Willow's teeth clenched. "Yeah. For once."

"Can…can we have some time?" Buffy asked quietly.

"We need to do it before a full day has past. And we'll need to go back to the woods if we do plan to go through with it." Wesley glanced at his watch. "That gives you roughly two hours. Mr. Giles, Willow and I will be preparing the spell should we need it." He looked over at Buffy, his eyes intent. "Take your time."

Xander stared at his hands, thinking hard. He'd been Willow's first. And now they were asking him to give that up. He'd been the first man she'd made love to and it felt wonderful. It felt right. Glancing over at Oz, he sighed. But it wasn't right. She loved Oz. She was with Oz. And from the looks of their relationship, they were headed in that direction soon. Did he have the right to deny them that moment?

Damn right he did.

But by the same token, he wanted it to be about him. He looked over at Willow, seeing the soft sway of her hair behind the window in Giles' office as she leaned over the desk. He wanted it to be about her. Not about magic or some spell. He wanted it to be perfect, not random chance.

When he made love to Willow for the first time, he wanted it to be because they wanted to be together. He could hear her voice in his head, whispering her feelings to him. It would happen.

He stood and walked over to the office, knocking on the door. Willow opened it and smiled shyly when she saw him. "Hey Xand."

"I'm in."

Oz watched as Xander walked to the office. For all his faults, Xander would do the right thing. Looking over at Faith, Oz sighed. The sex had been amazing. She'd been passionate and demanding. She'd been willing and submissive.

But she'd just been sex.

He got up and joined Xander at the office door, smiling at his girlfriend. "I vote for the way-back machine."

Faith ignored Oz and Xander, instead looking past them at Willow. Strolling over, she peered between the two boys. "What keeps us from doing the spell again? What keeps history from happening again?"

"Willow, Wesley and I will remember." Giles stated, not looking up from his book.

"Well then, I'm in. The sex wasn't all that great. And the witch here will know I got there first." She smirked at Xander. "Again."

Willow raised an eyebrow, "Great." She ignored Faith and looked at Buffy and Cordelia. They were both staring off somewhere into space, or maybe looking inside themselves. "Why don't you guys go start shelving the books again? I'd better get back to doing the magic."

Cordelia had come to her decision a long time ago. She liked Giles. He was nice. But he wasn't someone she wanted to think about sleeping with. At least, she didn't want anyone else to know she did. Which meant, her answer was yes.

But if she was going to forget about it, she was determined to remember it as long as she could.

Closing her eyes, she smiled slightly as she relived a few of the better moments in her head.

Buffy didn't know what she wanted to do. It was nice knowing that Wesley wasn't the enemy. It was nice knowing that he was trying his damnedest to be a good Watcher, because that's all he knew how to do. But there was Giles.

He was her Watcher.

And feeling sorry for Wesley made her feel guilty about Giles.

And then there was Angel.

She didn't want to think about Angel.

She didn't want to think about love and lust, understanding and need. She waited until the two hours were almost up, until Wesley, Giles and Willow came out of the office for their answer to make up her mind.

Giles took off his glasses and began cleaning them. "Cordelia?"

"Yes?"

"Have you…um," he carefully placed the glasses back on his nose. "That is…"

"Do the spell," she said softly.

"And, er, Buffy?"

Standing, Buffy walked over to Wesley, ignoring the looks of everyone else in the room. "Okay, do it," she told Giles then looked at her newest Watcher. "I'll have understood you for a little while. Will you remember that too?"

"I couldn't forget."

"Then to the woods we go?"

Giles pulled Willow aside as they reached the campground. "The rest of you go on ahead and get the fire going. We'll need it. I need to go over a few things with Willow first."

She waited until everyone had gone ahead before looking at him. There was still worry in her eyes that he was going to reprimand her again. "What is it, Giles?"

He smiled. "Don't look so worried, I'm not going to yell at you again. I just…" he blushed. "I'm assuming, perhaps incorrectly, that last night was your…was the…first time?"

She nodded, her blush matching his. "Yeah."

"Well, without knowing how complete this temporal fold is, I can't promise you that you'll go back…as you were."

"You mean I might not be a virgin again?"

He turned an even deeper shade of red. "I could very well mean that."

"I've realized that."

"And even if you are, physically, still a…a virgin, you won't be mentally. When…w…well, if…uh…if you and Oz decide to co…consu…consummate your relationship, he's going to believe that it's your first time. You're going to have to pu…pretend."

She nodded, her face serious. "I know. And I appreciate your concern." She smiled up at him. "But I helped do this, so I have to help undo it. And…and it's worth it. They're worth it."

Giles nodded and hugged her briefly. "Well, then, shall we?"

Everyone sat as they had the night before, waiting for night to fall. No one spoke; each lost in their own thoughts and memories. When the sky began to darken, Giles lit the fire. "It's important that nothing happen to interrupt the spell. So no talking, please?"

Everyone nodded their agreement. Willow opened the book on her lap and stood, clearing her throat as she had done the night before. Giles and Wesley stood as well, each holding onto an edge of the book, repeating her words and answering her statements. The other five watched them silently, wondering what would happen.

A bolt of lightning crashed down into the flames of the fire throwing Willow, Giles and Wesley back. The clearing was foggy for a long minute as the three scrambled back to their places around the fire, none of them wanting to resume standing, not knowing where the fire was.

The smoke cleared and everyone was sitting, as they had been the night before. A quick glance between Willow and the two Watchers told them nothing, until Willow realized everyone else was staring at Xander.

"Wha?" Xander mumbled through the entire hotdog in his mouth.

Willow looked up, noticing her best friend. "Oh. Sorry. We should have warned you. Xander eats even more when he's out in the fresh air. Unfortunately for the spectators, he usually eats it all at once."

The object of her discussion nodded, poking a bit of escaping bun back into his mouth.

"You think this is bad, wait until the s'mores." She smiled over at him. "Then it's downright terrifying. I think I cried for a week the first time I saw it."

Xander swallowed and reached over to poke her in the arm. "As I recall, Miss Rosenberg, you matched me s'more for s'more."

"Why do you think I cried?" She giggled, her smile - just for him - making his heart tighten. "I had a stomach ache for at least the next week."

For a moment, the rest of the group watched the two of them, much as they had just watched Xander. Only now, there was no fear, except in Oz and Cordelia's eyes.

Xander, noticing the silence, looked at Wesley. "So, grand Poobah, what's the plan for the rest of the night. Other than devouring marshmallow, chocolatey goodness?"

"Well, I believe that's up to Willow."

Willow looked at Wesley, with a soft fear in her eyes. Glancing at Giles, she managed a smile. "I thought we could tell ghost stories."

"As if we don't have enough gut wrenching horror in our lives?" Cordelia asked mockingly.

"What do you suggest then, Cordy?"

She leaned back until she was almost rubbing shoulders with Wesley. "I say we look up at the stars and enjoy the night for once."

Giles smiled at Willow and nodded. "I think that's an excellent idea, Cordelia."

"What do you think I am, just some dumb cheerleader?"

"If the pom-pom fits…" Faith started.

Giles shook his head, "No Cordelia, I definitely don't think that's all you are."