What happens to Amy next?

Amy sweats it out

I'm going to die, thought Amy. I'm going to die and it's all my fault. The one time I try to use my magic to do a good deed and now I am going to end up getting killed because of it.

She could not speak. She could not move. Her only hope was that Spike and Drusilla would be quick about it when they decided to kill her. And they had a reputation for taking their time with such deeds.

"Hey!" said a familiar voice. "What are you two doing with Amy?"

It was Ben. Ben was here to rescue her. Ben would save her.

Then she heard the thud of a fist hitting flesh and she realized that Ben would not be able to save her. He had been knocked out by Spike.

Which meant her hands were free.

A quick hand wave and Spike was frozen. Another hand wave and she teleported herself back across the room, a surprised and shocked Drusilla still holding onto her. By the time Drusilla could recover, Amy had broken free of Drusilla's chokehold and had turned around to punch her. Only to wince when her hand actually hit Drusilla's face.

Drusilla smiled. "The witch's daughter dares to fight back. Go ahead then. Give it your best shot."

Amy smiled, spit out the napkin that had been crammed into her mouth and then pronounced the spell that turned Drusilla into a rat. As the rat that had been Drusilla scampered off into the darkness, Amy turned and walked over to the table where Buffy was still waiting.

"Do I know you?" Buffy asked.

"Not really," said Amy with a giggle. "Now repeat after me. There's no place like home. There's no place like home. There's no place like home. There's no place like home..."