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    Deja vu and the Clones

    "It's not about me. It's about these people. That's why we're here. People like this used to be my victims. I keep that in mind every time we come up against a warlord like Talmadeus. It's the Greater Good — remember that." Xena took a breath, and in a more somber voice said, "Gabrielle — if it does happen, I want to be taken back home to be buried next to my brother, Lyceus." Then her tone became business-like again. "Go on, now. I'll be here when you get back."

    And then they were back in the present, not quite as traumatized as previously, but it still made an impact. Then Gabrielle realized why Annie had chosen that specific situation. "That was the very first time you ever mentioned the greater good using those exact words!"

    "You're right. Xena, anything ring a bell?"

    "Yes — and no. Every time we've gone back, it was like I was watching these things happen to someone else. But when we return, I know the memories are truly mine."

    "But how are they affecting you? Do you feel any different — any less evil?" Mattie asked.

    Xena didn't answer right away. It was obvious she was trying to sort out her feelings. The three of them left the dining room, not wanting to make her feel like they were pressuring her to say what they wanted, hoped, she would say. They gathered in the kitchen in pretense of cleaning up after lunch. Xena slowly went into the living room and sat down on the sofa, not exactly sure what she was feeling, or was supposed to feel.

    "Do you think it's done any real good?" Gabrielle asked, trying to keep her voice low enough to keep Xena from hearing.

    "It's done some good, that's obvious," Mattie answered. "I just wonder how much, and for how long."

    "Well, we can always keep going back if we have to," Annie said. "Even if the results aren't exactly what we want, she does seem to want to change."

    Still unsure of herself, Xena looked up when she heard the front door open. Harry, tired of waiting at the office for them to call him, decided to lock up and come home.

    "Hello, Harry," she said absently, then looked back down at her hands.

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