Danielle and Rupert arrived at the library, where Buffy was inconsolable. "Faith shot him with an arrow!" Buffy exclaimed as soon as they rushed into the room. "At first I just thought that she had bad aim and missed his heart, but then he got sick!" Buffy stepped out of the way to show Angel lying on the table, gasping for air, which was kind of strange, since vampires don't need to breath. Then again, people gasp for air when they are in pain. Old human reflexes still seem to stick around after almost three hundred years, it appears.

Danielle walked over to the table to look over the wound in Angel's shoulder. It was red all around the wound and oozing blood. "A vampire's wound shouldn't look like this," Danielle said, more to herself than anyone else.

"It's poison," Angel gasped, making Danielle jump back just a little. She didn't think that he was still able to talk. "I can feel it."

"That's not too shocking," Wesley said, carrying a book as he came out of the shadows. "Faith and the Mayor want you distracted from the Ascension tomorrow."

"Do you just live here?" Danielle snapped. She was already getting tired of people just popping out of nowhere on her. Was that just a thing in Sunnydale, popping out of the shadows like some old Hollywood monster?

Wesley didn't dignify her with an answer. "I've been researching it since Buffy brought him in," he said, sounding proud of himself. "I think I've found what it is. 'Killer of the Dead' is what it's called. No known cure."

"There is one cure," Rupert said quietly.

Everyone turned back to him. "What is it?" Buffy asked. Danielle could see the tears gleaming in her eyes. "Tell me, Giles. The suspense is killing Angel here."

"The blood of a Slayer is the only way to reverse the effects," Rupert told her.

Danielle watched as Buffy's face set into a determined look. "Good."

"Good? What did I miss?" Xander asked as he walked in. Danielle was sure that Buffy had called everyone as soon as Angel got sick from the poison.

"No, it's perfect. Angel needs to drain a Slayer, then I'll bring him one." Buffy started to head for the door, but Danielle stopped her.

"Buffy, if Angel drains all of Faith's blood, it will kill her," Danielle said, holding on to Buffy's arm to keep her from leaving.

"For justice, it's not un-poetic," Buffy replied, trying to pull away. "And it won't kill her if she's already dead."

"I've got a better idea that won't kill anyone," Danielle told her, pulling her away and into the office, slamming the door behind the two of them before anyone could follow. She leaned against the door as she told Buffy her plan. "Instead of killing one Slayer and spoon feeding her to him, what about the two of us both giving blood to him? Do you think it matters if he gets it from two or one?"

Buffy seemed to think on it for a moment, then smiled. "No, I guess it doesn't, but what about Faith?"

"We'll deal with Faith when the time comes, tomorrow." Danielle continued to lean against the door as others knocked on it. "There's no need to become like Faith just to save someone. There are better ways, ones that no one has to die, at least not yet."

"OK, your idea is way better than mine, that's for sure," Buffy agreed. "For all I know, Faith would find a way to prevent me from feeding her to him."

"She is probably expecting you to come and find her now as we speak," Danielle told her. "It's better this way." She opened the door, only to have Xander and Rupert spill through the doorway. "Bring Angel in here, because we have an idea to save him."

"But you guys said that the only cure was the blood of a Slayer," Xander protested. "What are you going to give him otherwise?"

"The blood of two Slayers," Danielle answered. "Buffy and I will both give blood to Angel. Hopefully it will be enough."

Xander looked at the two of them with a confused expression until it seemed to dawn on him. "You know, I knew that all of this 'I'm the only one' stuff was just an act," Xander said with a grin. "You never were the only one, were you, Buff?"

"It's nice having a non-crazy extra Slayer on hand," Buffy said with a grin.

"I thought I recognized you," Wesley said, standing behind Xander and Rupert. "I saw a picture of you once. I thought you died."

"Ever heard of CPR?" Rupert asked him. "It works miracles, including having another Slayer called before I could revive her." Rupert turned to glare at Wesley. "If you tell the Council that she's still alive, I'll beat you to a bloody pulp."

Wesley visibly gulped. "I didn't have that intention," he said, taking another step back. "In the eyes of the Council, she's fulfilled her duty."

"And I still have to work for you guys because?" Buffy asked. "Oh wait, the other Slayer is a loon, that's right."

"She has proven herself to be past saving at this point," Wesley told her.

"Let's get Angel, and we can discuss problems the Council has later, guys," Danielle reminded them. She wasn't exactly thrilled to have to say that she was a Slayer, but the time for cover stories really had come and gone.

Xander and Rupert left and carried Angel into the room a few seconds later, and Danielle could hear others arrive as they laid him out on a little couch that Rupert had in his office. "We need people to hold him down while we do this," Rupert said. Him and Xander got on both sides on him. "The demon inside of him hasn't had human blood for a while, and it might try to break free. I don't want anyone to get hurt."

"Buffy….you shouldn't do this," Angel wheezed. "So much can go wrong."

"You're right," Danielle said before Buffy could. "We need your help for tomorrow, though." The look on her face said that she wouldn't be doing this otherwise. "Let's get this over with, alright?"

"I'll go first," Buffy said, reaching for one of the many knives that they had just lying around this place. "As soon as I start going limp, pull me away." She took the knife and cut open her wrist, pressing it to Angel's lips. He tried to turn his head away, but Buffy just followed his head and, soon enough, he started to drink.

After a little while, Buffy's legs started to give, and Danielle pulled her away before they buckled. "Are you ok?" Danielle asked, pulling out a first aid kit and starting to fix Buffy's wrist.

Buffy nodded. "I'm fine, just a little light headed." Wesley walked over. "Let him take care of me. Go take care of Angel."

Danielle sighed, and took the same knife that Buffy used. She walked back over to where Angel was laying. He looked a little better, but still needed more.

"I don't like this," Rupert said as Danielle cut her wrist.

"And I'm dying to do this," Danielle said sarcastically. "This is something that needs to be done." She pressed her wrist to Angel's mouth, and, this time, there was no hesitation before he started to drink. "I still don't understand how anyone can enjoy this."

Before Danielle could get lightheaded, Angel pushed her away and sat up. The wound on his shoulder had almost completely healed now. Danielle sat down and Rupert doctored up her wrist. "So, now can we get back to dealing with the Mayor wanting to turn into a big scary demon thing?" Cordelia poked her head in and asked. She had arrived at some point, along with everyone else. "We're pretty sure we figured out what kind of demon that the Mayor is going to turn into."

"We're listening," Buffy said, now sitting next to Angel. He looked very much back to normal, well, normal for a blood-sucking fiend, anyway.

"We've been doing some more reading on the guy that Faith killed, Mr. Wirth, and it seems that he headed an expedition in Hawaii, digging in old lava beds near a dormant volcano." Cordelia walked into the room, followed by Willow. "Willow looked him up on the internet."

"I'm not fascinated yet," Buffy said. She was practically cooing over Angel at the moment, but Danielle figured that she might be acting the same way if the person she cared most about almost died.

Willow shook her head. "He found something underneath. A body, buried by an eruption." She handed Buffy a printed out sheet of paper. Danielle walked over to see the vague form of something very large, and probably very deadly. "Mr. Wirth thought that it might be some heretofore undiscovered dinosaur."

Angel cleared his throat. "You guys think that it's a demon?"

Rupert stood up. "Yes, that would be something that the Mayor would want to keep a secret. If it's the same kind of demon he's turning into and it's dead, it means that, well, he's only impervious to harm until the Ascension. In his demon form, he can be killed."

"Great. So all we need is a million tons of burning lava," Danielle said, sighing. "We're saved." Her maudlin feelings were coming back full force if that was the only way to kill the guy.

"Well, it's a start, anyway," Angel commented.

"You know, I think I have another idea," Rupert said, leaving the office and heading to one of the bookshelves. He pulled out a book after looking over the titles for a few minutes. The local villagers near the volcano site that Mr. Wirth worked on made reference to the legend of Ollokai." He showed everyone the book, which was about Hawaiian legends. "Now that I'm thinking about it, it might be a bastardization of Olvikan."

"Who's Olvikan?" Xander asked.

Wesley ran over to another bookshelf. "I know it's a demon, a very old one. We might have a picture."

Danielle smiled. "It's a good thing no one ever wanted to check any of these books out, huh?" She looked over the bookshelf in what had to be the occult section. "There are kids out there that could do serious damage with any of these."

"Yes, it was very convenient," Rupert said. He flipped through the book as everyone gathered around to look at the picture. Buffy reached over and flipped open the picture, not once, but twice, like a centerfold.

Danielle's eyes widened as Xander said, "We're going to need a bigger boat."