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Xander didn't know for sure what was going on with Willow. However, he had a pretty good idea on what might be making the connection, given Anya's history. "Willow has no sexual interest in women."

Eve leaned forward with a predatory smile, "Negative three."

"That hurts us?" Xander asked. "How?"

She just leaned back without an answer.

He began to think on what to do. How could Willow not being sexually interest in women hurt them? How? He couldn't worry about that. He still had to deal with Anya.

He thought over the 'Being scared' option. Was there a way to turn it to their advantage? It was a tricky one. Buffy rarely got scared, sometimes their enemies did get scared, so anything he did there could backfire.

He went with what he originally wanted to go with. "Being scared makes women horny."

"Hmm, it kind of does already, but let's say we're amping it up," Eve said. "Negative two."

Five points, Xander thought. But five points to spend on Angel. He'd been sure he was going to be giving his rival a negative.

"How long can my answer be?" he asked.

"Don't be a jerk about it."

"That's the rule? Don't be a jerk about it?"

She snapped her fingers and beside her a stack of papers three feet high appeared. "Would you like to go through the lawyerly details?"

"I guess not, okay, here goes: The Souled Vampire's soul is permanently bound to him and the more in love he is, the more powerful he becomes."

Xander didn't like saying it, but he was certain that Angel loved Buffy and she loved him in return. Giving them their happiness would also save the world.

"The selfless option," Eve said with a smile. "The Powers that Be would be pleased with you. It's not going to turn out to be selfless, but its the intent that matters."

"What do you mean?" Xander asked, but instead of Eve, he was talking to Faith.

"What was that?" she asked, not catching what he had said. "Did it work?"

"Faith, you know it..."

"Maybe it takes time!"

He let out a sigh, "It didn't work Faith."

She fell to her knees and began to sob.

He moved over and wrapped an arm around her, "It'll be okay. We'll get those bitches."

"Bitches?" she asked between sob.

"Bitch," he said, wondering why he had been plural. "We'll take down Anya. Trust me."