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A Visit to Sunnydale
Chapter One
Scrying for Willow
“Have you heard anything from Willow?” Phoebe asked.
“No.” Piper answered. “I really wish she hadn’t just left like she did. I was hoping she’d spend at least a few days here. I’m sure we could have done something to help her.”
“Maybe she just wanted to go home to her family where everything was familiar to her,” Paige suggested.
“Maybe. She has only been gone a couple of days, so maybe she’ll call. It’s too bad we didn’t think to get a telephone number from her. I don’t even know her last name. Did she tell either one of you?”
Both Phoebe and Paige shook their heads. After a few minutes, Piper made a decision.
“I think I’m going to visit Sunnydale, to see if I can find her.”
“How are you going to do that?”
“Well, it’s like she said in her note, what’s the use of having magic if you don’t use it?”
“So what are you going to do?”
“I’m going to get a map of Sunnydale and scry for her. Now, is there anything here that was hers that she might have left?”
“I don’t think so. She used her own toothbrush, and her own hair brush. So we don’t even have any of her hair.” Phoebe said. “And I’ve already washed the sheets, so no luck there.”
“Well, that’s just great! Any other suggestions?”
“You drove her here from the park, maybe there’s something in your car.” Paige suggested.
It took a few minutes, but Piper did find two reddish strands of hair that had to be Willow’s since no one else with red hair had been in the car. Piper wrapped the two strands around her scrying crystal and dangled it over a map of Sunnydale, which Leo had orbed out and gotten from a newsstand while she was looking for the hair. The crystal began swinging in a circle, and after several seconds stopped with its point directly over Rovello Drive.
“Well, that’s a start.” Piper declared. “I’ll just start at one end of Rovello Drive and begin knocking on doors until I find her or someone knows where she lives.”
“Do you want me to orb you there?” Leo asked.
“That might not be such a good idea. If Whitelighter magic doesn’t work right on the Hellmouth then maybe we shouldn’t take a chance on something going wrong with your orbing. No, I’ll just leave tomorrow morning and drive there.”
“You want some company?” Phoebe asked.
“Maybe next time, but since I’m the one Willow is possibly mad at, then I should be the one to try to make things right with her.”
“You think she’s mad?”
“Why else would she leave like she did?”
“She didn’t sound mad in her note, it sounded to me like she just wanted to go home.” Paige said.
“Well, in either case, I think I should go alone, this time.”
“Okay. It’s your decision.”