Cordelia was haunted by many things, but none so much as the deaths that lingered day and night at the forefront of her mind. Her little sister Sarah. Her Watcher. Her best friend. The love of her young life... Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead... All killed by the Master. Right before her eyes...

The only option now to stopping Drusilla; getting a different reality's Spike and using him against her...

Anya had created the portal, told her a thousand times to focus on only Spike (preferably one with a soul if that existed), and practically pushed her through...

Only it wasn't Spike she found...

It was...you...