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A Family Matter
Scene: Summers' Household; 8:00 PM Friday
There is a knock on the door and Buffy goes to answer it. When she opened the door Angel fell forward into her arms, bruised and bloodied. Buffy almost collapsed from the sheer bulk of his weight in her arms. "Mom!" Buffy yelled in surprise.
Her mother came running from the kitchen. At the sight of Angel in her arms she came to a stop.
"Buffy, what happened?"
"I'm not sure." Buffy answered.
She tried to push Angel up so she could see his face.
"Angel." Buffy called.
She called softly, but there was no reply. He still maintained the illusion of breathing so Buffy knew he still had to be conscious on some level even if his eyes were closed.
"Mom, could you help me get him to the kitchen?" Buffy requested.
Slowly Buffy and her mother guided, more like dragged, Angel in to the kitchen where Joyce cleared off the island and they laid him down on it. Now, with out the weight resting on her Buffy could think more clearly. She took her first good look at Angel. He was totally thrashed. His left eye was swollen shut and the better half of the left side of his face was black and blue. There were rents in his jacket, shirt, and jeans that leaked blood. He had the length of his forehead. Buffy touched the back of his head and she found her hand to be bloody when she pulled it away.
"Angel? Angel can you hear me?" Buffy asked while checking out his face.
After receiving no response she turned to her mother.
"Mom, can you watch him while I go get some blood?" Buffy asked.
"Of course. I'll try to get him cleaned up some before you get back." Joyce replied.
"I'll bring a change of clothes for him. Could you call Giles? I'm sure he'll want to about this." Buffy told her.
"Of course." Joyce replied.
"Thanks." Buffy said and left the house.