While Spike was soundly asleep, Buffy slipped out for a little bit to check on things in the world outside the Council compound. Being able to rely on the newbies was great. But it still didn't satisfy her quite the way a real fight did. Sitting beside Spike in a makeshift hospital room had done absolutely nothing to remedy her feelings of unease. So, she set off for the nearest cemetery, hoping to find a fight of some kind. She found it, and when she had dusted several freshly raised vampires, she headed back to the compound.
She was nearly there when her phone rang. She recognized the number vaguely, but couldn't figure out where from. She answered it and was relieved to hear Xander's voice on the other end. They talked for a bit, before Xander revealed that he had gotten word that Angel and company had packed up and left. Though he didn't know where, having witnessed her reaction to secrets before, Xander knew keeping it a secret from her would not end prettily. Buffy thanked him, and they agreed to meet up soon. Hanging up, she walked back to the compound, her thoughts conflicted.