Kill the bitch!

"Fuck that! I want more than protection from that bitch!" Cordelia shouted and turned from Xander to Anya.

"Can you kill that bitch?" She asked the genie.

"Uuuuhmmm..." Anya scrunched up her face and used her genie magic to determine if she could.

"I dont care how you do it, just can you do it? A slow poison, shot in the back, stabbed in the face, buried alive... whatever the cosmic equivalent is, can you do it?"

"Maybe?" Anya's voice was filled with uncertainty.

"Do it. I WISH that bitch and all her underlings dead. All her plans ruined." Cordelia seethed.

"Uhm. Right." Anya furrowed her brow. "Maybe... maybe if I start with the minions... cut her off from her access to this reality... stop her early moves."

"Babe," Xander pulled Cordelia into his arms.

Cordelia looked at him with tears in her eyes, "I wont let that happen to me! To us! No one is going to do that! We arent puppets!"

"I got you. I GOT YOU." Xander held her tight. "Not letting go. Ever!"

"Oh shit." Anya bit her lip as she seemed to visibly glow with magical energy.

"What?" Xander asked.

"Her plans have already started and trying to stop them made her and her minions aware of us." Anya flinched. "We are protected. For now. But," she grunted, "she's poring the pressure on to find us."

"Are you okay?" Xander asked.

"This isnt easy." Anya admitted.

"How do we help?" Cordelia asked.

"A brilliant idea would be nice right now!" Anya snapped.

Cordelia looked at Xander with worry. "Ideas?"

Xander looked from one woman to another. He snarked, "Sure, cause I'm the groups tactical genius!"

"Xander, you are the outside the box thinker. You thought up a way to kill bug man assassin and the Judge." Cordelia smiled. "We just need a big idea like that. Something they didn't plan for. Think outside the box."

Xander stood still and thought thru the events that they had learned were happening or about to happen.

"If you got a wish then it better be a small wish, I'm putting a lot of my power into keeping us undetectable and protected." Anya ground out.

"Fuck. Think it thru. Small. Small...." Xander ran his hands thru his hair, "Remember: For want of a nail a kingdom was lost. Find the nail. Find the nail...."

"I... I... I wish... that the Hyperion Jotel was destroyed in one of L.A.s earthquakes. I wish Angel had his balls torn off while he was being tortured in hell. And that they can never grow back. So no way he can father his weird kid."

"Wish granted. G-granted." Anya winced.

"I wish... I wish..." Xander tried to think quickly, going over the steps of this evil entities plans, who were the main players, what the important places were.

"You got this. You got this." Cordelia smiled at him and hugged him.

"I wish that, uh, when Ms. Calendar was killed that... that Fred woman was hired as her replacement, meaning she never got sucked into another dimension."

"I wish that the Watchers had sent someone other than Wesley here to Sunnydale."

"Granted and granted." Anya said with obvious relief. "Keep going. Whatever you are doing they are spending more time trying to fix it than find us."