Deserted swing set. Sunset. I watch the man playing catch with his daughter. Soon they'll head home, leaving me alone. Alone in the darkness, unless...
Mystical disease. One known cure: heart of a ... I volunteered. Buffy. Beloved. Besides, who else would you send after a demon?
Willow's spell glows for the right heart, the only heart. I came here looking for a demon, a monster I could kill to save my beloved. I found a man, one ordinary man. Expendable. Except for the light in his daughter's eyes, the joy in her smile, the laughter on her lips as he spins her around and around.
I walk away. Alone.