Erika's POV
Giles was clearly not entirely on board with that idea but wisely figured out that he was outvoted. With a heavy sigh, he handed the gun over to Becky.
“You probably have a better idea of what to do with that than I do,” he mumbled and got up. “Get ready! I have a feeling he’s not going to be a very happy camper!”
No, he wasn’t! He was currently mauling an already dead body, shredding it to smithereens. I didn’t comment, but rose to my feet and ran in the direction of the stream. Becky hot on my heels.
I paused at the stream, the feeling of Deja Vue washing over me. The stream, the dark skies, and the stream--- hell, the only thing missing was the full moon and this would be a complete replica of the night when I kissed LJ for the first time. Flustered feelings threatened t
