It's the next morning when Willow enters Buffy's room to announce, "I've got yummy antidote goodness for ya." She hands Buffy a mug, instructing her to drink the contents once they're cool. Buffy says, "You never stop coming through. Thank you, Willow," but her expression is still blank. I'm terribly distracted because I'm trying to identify the posters in Buffy's room. For a second I think one of them is an Arkham Asylum poster, which would be pretty funny. It isn't, sadly. Brad appears in the doorway and asks Willow how Buffy is. Willow tells him, "Make sure she drinks all that," and leaves to go reassure Dawn. Brad starts to chat with Buffy, who insists, "You need to leave me alone. You're not a part of my life!" Brad says fine, and turns to leave. And then he turns back, because he loves Parthian shots. He starts to come closer, but a stray sunbeam catches him on the face and he hops back. Starting over, he says, "I hope you don't think this antidote's gonna rid you of that nasty martyrdom." As I think someone pointed out in the forums, she did actually die twice, so a martyr complex is somewhat justified. Brad goes on to say, "You're not drawn to the dark like I thought. You're addicted to the misery." He says that she won't tell her friends about their sexcapades because "they'd either understand, and help you -- God forbid -- or drive you out, where you could finally be at peace. In the dark, with me." Interesting theory, but I don't think the only thing keeping Buffy from a blissful relationship with Brad is fear of what her friends will think. Maybe I'm making too much of the fact that she's repeatedly made it clear that she doesn't love him. And if anything, her guilt and shame seemed to be based around the fact that she was having sex with someone she didn't even like. I won't even bother myself with the fact that this is probably not the best time for Brad to have a serious chat with Buffy, because that's glaringly obvious. Anyway, Brad tells Buffy, "Let yourself live, already." Which was really good advice ten episodes ago. Suddenly he declares, "You either tell your friends about us, or I will." So he's tired of Buffy moping, and now he's given her another thing to mope about. Swell. Having moved that plot forward another millimeter, Brad exits. Buffy closes her eyes in ennui and then looks at the mug of antidote. With much lip-trembling, she leans over and pours it out into a trashcan.
Buffy looks around at her parents and doctor and sniffles, "I don't wanna go back there. I wanna be healthy again. What do I have to do?"