Cut to the library. Giles has the first-aid kit out, and Willow is wrapping Buffy's knee.

Buffy "She was definitely one of the Taraka gang, Giles, and way gun happy."

Giles "This, um, Jonathan chap, he, he, he's alright?"

Willow "The paramedic said it was only a scrape. Thank goodness."

Cordelia, Xander, and Jesse walk into the library. Kendra tries to head them off.

Buffy "Down, girl!"

Xander "Who sponsored career day today? The British Soccer Fan Association?"

Giles makes his way to the table. "We had a, a rather violent visit from the Order of Taraka."

Xander "You wanna talk Order of Taraka? We just met the king freak of the... Hey Kendra."

Kendra looks at the floor, humbling herself before Xander.

Giles "Oh, forgive me. Uh, Cordelia, Jesse this is Kendra. Uh, it's rather complicated, but she's also a Slayer."

Cordelia heads for the table. "Hi. Nice to meet you."

Jesse "A Slayer, huh? So she finally arrived."

Buffy hops off of the counter. "Just say hello, Jess." She heads for the table with Willow.

Jesse " Welcome. So! You're a Slayer, huh? I like that in a woman."

Kendra is obviously nervous. "Uh... I hope... I tank you... I mean, sir, um... I will be of service."

Jesse glances at the others and back to her. "Great! Good. It's good to be a giver." He walks over to the table.

Giles "Xander, um, this, this, uh, assassin you encountered, what, uh, what did he look like?"

Cordelia finds a mealworm in her hair and freaks out. She drops it onto an open book on the table and gets up. "Uhh! Uhh! Ohmigod, I'm showering!" Cordelia yells before running from the library.

Xander gestures toward the mealworm. "Like that."

Buffy "You and bug people, Xander. What's up with that?"

Xander "No, but this dude was completely different than praying mantis lady. He was a man of bugs, not a man who was a bug." He slams the biology book shut on the mealworm to kill it and sits down.

Giles "The, uh, the-the-the important thing is everybody's alright. Still, it's quite apparent that we're under serious attack."

Buffy glances towards Kendra as she speaks. "These Taraka are definitely serious. Fortunately for me, so is Kendra."

Giles: "And, uh, I fear the worst is still to come. I've discovered the remaining keys to Drusilla's cure. The, uh, the ritual requires that, the presence of her sire, and it must take place in a church on the night of the new moon."

Buffy suddenly looks very concerned.

Kendr: "The new moon. Dat's Saturday."

Giles "Exactly. And I-I'm sure the assassins were here to kill Buffy before she could put a stop to things."

Buffy "They need Drusilla's sire. You mean the vamp that made her?

Giles "Yes."

Willow "Buffy, what is it?"

Buffy looks at her feet. "Angel. He's Drusilla's sire."

Xander "Man, that guy got major neck in his day!"

Willow slaps him hard on the shoulder.

Buffy "What will this ritual do to him?"

Giles "It will most likely kill him."

Buffy "We need to find this church. We need to find where this ritual is gonna take place!"

Giles "Agreed, and we must get to work now. We have three days."

Willow opens her laptop. "Don't worry, Buffy, we'llkeep Angel safe."

Kendra "Angel? But our priority is to stop Drusilla!"

Xander "Angel's our friend! Except I don't like him, much."

Buffy "Look, you've got your priorities, and I've got mine. Right now they mesh. So, are you gonna help me, or are you gonna get out of my way?"

Kendra pauses to consider. "I'm wit you."

Buffy "Good. 'Cause I've had it. Spike is going down. You can attack me, you can send assassins after me, that's fine. But nobody messes with my friends or family!"

The library. Giles comes out of the stacks and heads toward the stairs with a large volume full of pictures. Willow is sitting on the steps web surfing on her laptop. He looks down at her screen and sits down next to her.

Giles "There are forty-three churches in Sunnydale? That seems a little excessive. He pulls out a roll of mints and tears off some wrapping."

Willow "It's the extra evil vibe from the Hellmouth. Makes people pray harder."

Giles offers her a mint, and she smiles and takes one. He gets back up and continues over to Xander and Cordelia at the table.

Giles "Well, check and see if any of them are closed or abandoned."

Xander "Yeah, yeah, we got monsters, we got demons, but no bug dude or police lady."

Giles sets the volume down in front of them and opens it. "Well, you should have better luck with this one. There's a whole section devoted to the Order of Taraka."

Giles' office. Kendra looks through the window at them doing their research. Buffy is sharpening a knife.

Kendra: "And dose two, dey also know you are de Slayer?"

"Yep."

"Did anyone explain to you what 'secret identity' means?" She walks to the desk.

"Nope. Must be in the handbook. Right after the chapter on personality removal. Besides, you try hidding something from my mom now."Buffy notices Kendra picking up the crossbow. "Be careful with that thing!"

"Please. I'm an expert in all weapons."

The bolt flies off of the crossbow and breaks a lamp. Buffy startles. Giles heard the noise from the main room and calls out. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, it's okay. Kendra killed the bad lamp."

"Sorry! Dis, uh, trigger mechanism is different. (sets the bow down) Perhaps when dis is over you can, uh, show me how to work it."

"For future reference, not all weapons have equal handling. When this is over I'm thinking pineapple pizza and teen video movie fest. Possibly something from the Ringwald oeuvre. Preferably with Willow."

The main room. Xander turns the page and finds a drawing of the bug dude. "Oh, here we go! I am the bug man, coo coo ka choo."

Giles and Willow come over to have a look. Xander reads in another book.

Xander "Okay. Okay. He can only be killed when he's in his disassembled state." He turns to Cordelia and speaks extra clearly. "Disassembled. That means when he's broken down into his liiittle buggy parts."

Cordelia "I know what it means, dorkhead."

Xander pretends to take offense. "Dorkhead! You slash me with your words!"

Giles rubs his eyes. Willow raises her eyebrows at them.

The office. Kendra is handling a stake while Buffy whittles.

"Your life is very different dan mine."

"You mean the part where I occasionally have one? Yeah, I guess it is."

"De tings you do and have, I was taught, distract from my calling. Friends, school... even family."

"Even family?"

"My parents, dey sent me to my Watcher when I was very young."

"How young?"

"I don't remember dem, actually. I've seen pictures. But, uh, dat's how seriously de calling is taken by my people. My modder and fadder gave me to my Watcher because dey believed dat dey were doing de right ting for me, and for de world." She puts down the stake and gets a sympathetic look from Buffy. "Please, I don't feel sorry for meself. Why should you?"

"I don't know, I... I guess it just sounds very lonely."

"Emotions are weakness, Buffy. You shouldn't entertain dem."

"Kendra, my emotions give me power. They're total assets! They give me reasons to stay alive, to not let my opponents to win."

Kendra picks up her knife. "Maybe. For you. But I prefer to keep an even mind." She begins to clean the blade.

Buffy puts down her knife. "Mm. I guess that explains it."

"Explains what?"

Buffy plays with the stake she just carved. "Oh, well, when we were fighting, uh, you're amazing! Your technique, it's flawless, it's, hmm, better than mine."

"I know."

"Still, I woulda kicked your butt in the end. And ya know why? No imagination".

Kendra rubs her blade more vigorously. "Really? Ya tink so?" She puts down the rag.

"Oh, I know so. You're good, but power alone isn't enough. A good fighter needs to know how to improvise, to go with the flow. Uh-uh, seriously, don't get me wrong, y-you really do have potential." She sets down the stake.

Kendra holds her knife ready "Potential? I could wipe de floor wit you right now!"

Buffy looks Kendra in the eye. "That would be anger you're feeling."

"What?"

"You feel it, right? How the anger gives you fire? A Slayer needs that."

They both look over at Xander as he walks into the office. "Excuse me, ladies."

Kendra looks down at the floor while he grabs a book from the desk. Xander notices her knife.

"Nice knife." He comments before leaves the office.

"I'm guessing dating isn't big with your Watcher either."

"I'm not permitted to speak with boys."

"Unless you're pummeling them." The phone rings. "Wait a minute." She answers it.

The science lab. Jenny, Jesse and Amy are looking at some old documents and objects.

"What are we looking for again?" Amy asks.

"We're looking for Nezzla demons. There's a object that they're guarding in the area." Jenny answers, not looking up.

Jesse knocks over a junk filled box, spreading the contents onto the floor. "Oh, great." He kneels down and starts to pick the stuff up. He picks up a stone disc and is about to toss it into the box when he stops and looks at it carefully. "I, uh, may have found something here."

They look up and Jenny reaches out to take the disc. Jesse sets it into her open hand. She studies it for a moment. "I think you may have found what we're looking for. I'll show this to Mrs. Summers tomorrow, okay?" She smiles.

Summer's Residence. Joyce and Dawn pull up driveway. Joyce notices the front door is open. She walks up and takes a look inside. She looks around and then goes back to the vehicle. Dawn and her then take their luggage into the house. She then goes to the kitchen and makes a phone call.

The Library. The phone rings. Giles answers, listens and calls out, "Buffy. Your mother wishes to speak with you."

Buffy runs out of the office and grabs the phone. Kendra follows and listens as Buffy tells her mom about recent events, obviously surprised that Mrs. Summers knows as much as she does.

After about five minutes and Buffy's report, she hangs up. Taking a deep breath, she turns and speaks. "Mom says that Kendra will be staying with us until she leaves. Secondly, everybody is invited over tomorrow for turkey."