I'm being selfish. We all have to grow up sometime. We all have to leave. I just can't.
Maybe that's what it is. Maybe I'm just jealous that Xander can pack his bags and leave. I can't. I have Dawn to look after now.. and I can't just leave the Hellmouth when it only has a newbie slayer to protect it. Maybe someday I can break away.
Tara, Dawn and I help Anya pack. She's yelling at us to pack things a certain way. I'll even miss Anya. I pack the picture of the three of us.. Buffy, Xander, me. I wrap it carefully in newspaper and put it in the box with other pictures. I try to stop myself, but tears are fast.