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"Oh, fuck!" exclaimed Amy.

"What is it?" asked Kennedy.

"Oh, fuck!" exclaimed Amy.

"Damn it, Amy!" exclaimed Kennedy. "What is it?"

Drusilla just smiled, made some gestures with her arms and said some more words in Latin. Almost immediately, the blue glowing portal disappeared and again she smiled in Amy's direction.

"She learned it from me," said Amy. "She learned it from me. All that time in Paris, I kept wondering what idiot would be stupid enough to teach Drusilla how to travel through time and it turns out that she learned how to do so by watching me."

"But right now all she knows how to do is make a portal," said Kennedy. "Surely that's not enough --"

"Yes, it is," said Amy. "If she knows how to do that, it's only a matter of time before she takes the next step and then the step after that and then the step after that. And all because I was too stupid to sense her watching me."

"Don't blame yourself, Witch's Daughter," said Drusilla. "I might not be the brightest woman of my generation but I'm not as dim as people like to think I am. Besides, I can't help being curious about this mention of Paris. It's been such a long time since I've been there -- and yet I not only go there in the future, but I get to see you there too. Interesting."

"Maybe you can teach me how to time travel," said Buffy. "God knows there's been moments when I wished I could relocate to a different time."

"That's it," said Drusilla. "Time travel lessons for everyone. How about it, Witch's Daughter?"

"Even me?" asked a voice from the darkness behind Drusilla.

"Even you, too, my love," said Drusilla.

With that, a tall pale figure emerged from the shadows. It was a blonde-haired man with a Billy Idol-style haircut whose most notable piece of clothing was a black leather coat.

He smiled when he saw Drusilla and smiled even more when he saw Amy and Kennedy.

"Oh, come on," he said when he saw the worried expressions on their faces. "You two had to know that if Dru was here, I would show up sooner or later, regardless of what happened between you and her in Paris. And if you know Dru's name, then I'm quite sure you know mine. Just a darn shame that not one of you is a Slayer. Then everything would be perfect."