Angel cut off the engine and they jumped out and ran up the drive to the door of Buffy's house.
Cordelia knocked on the door. Joyce Summers answered.
"Cordelia! I thought you were in LA with-" she cut herself when she saw the two men standing behind Cordelia.
"Hello Angel," she said coldly.
"Good evening Mrs Summers," Angel replied politely.
Cordelia saw Joyce looking at Doyle questioningly, so, slipping an arm through his, she introduced them. "Mrs Summers, this is my boyfriend Doyle. He works for Angel to."
"Evenin' Mrs Summers," Doyle said.
Joyce just nodded in reply and opened her mouth to ask why they were there, but Cordelia beat her to it. "Is Buffy in?" she asked.
"No, I'm sorry. I think she's over at Xander's."
"Thanks Mrs Summers," Angel replied, already walking back to the black convertible.
Angel banged on the door of Xander's basement apartment impatiently.
"Alright, alright Will! Don't be so impa-" Xander cut himself off when he saw who it actually was at the door.
"Deadboy. What do you wa- Cordelia! And - who are you?" Xander finished, staring at Doyle - and the fact that he was holding Cordelia's hand, in amazement.
"Xander. This is Doyle. He's Cordy's boyfriend - and he works for me to. Don't call me Deadboy," Angel said in reply.
"Now, are you gonna let us in or what?" Cordelia asked, pushing past Xander and walking in, followed by Doyle and Angel.
"Well, I guess he's not a vampire," Xander muttered under his breath as he shut the door behind them.
As they walked in, they heard someone else walk in from the opposite direction - "Xander! Was it Will- Angel! What the hell are you doing here?!" the small blonde girl cried, putting her hands on her hips.
"She seems as to the point as she was last time I met her," Doyle whispered to Cordelia.
"Yeah, our Little Miss Likes-To-Fight," Cordelia whispered back.
"Is anyone gonna answer my question?" Buffy demanded, glaring at Angel.
"I'd like an answer to, especially since you are all in my apartment," Xander added, moving to stand beside Buffy.
"Buffy-" Angel started, about to explain. The look that Buffy sent him stopped him in mid-sentence, so Cordelia stepped in.
"Hello to you to Buffy. This is my boyfriend Doyle.-"
"We've met. Wait a minute, Doyle's your *boyfriend* now? Since when?" Buffy cut in.
Angel answered that one. "Since I got fed up of them dancing round each other and set them up on Doyle's birthday. Now, back to business. Cordelia?"
"Yeah. We're here because he had a vision."
"A vision?" Xander repeated.
"Yeah. A vision. That's his job. He has visions of people in trouble and Angel goes and saves them," Cordelia told Xander matter-of-factly, in the kind of tone you use with a very young child.
"Yeah? So? Why are you here? In Sunnydale?" Buffy asked.
"Well, my vision was of Sunnydale. And you guys. And some old guy with glasses," Doyle told her.
"Giles," everyone replied.
"So we'd better get over to his place," Angel said.
Buffy grabbed her bag and coat and walked to the door. "Come on then. Let's go."
They were at Giles' house.
Introductions had been made, and Giles now also knew the basics of why everyone was there.
"So come on then Doyle, explain away," Buffy said from her stance in front of him and Cordelia - who had made themselves quite comfortable, Doyle sitting in one of Giles' armchairs with Cordelia curled up in his lap.
"There's a new demon to cope with. The Amare demon. And he's here in Sunnydale," Doyle told them. Then he squeezed Cordelia's hand before saying, "But my 'Delia here can explain this better than me."
"This Amare demon goes after young people - especially young women. We're here because Doyle saw it kidnapping a redheaded girl. Willow," Cordelia told them.
"What?!!" Buffy, Xander and Giles cried. "Willow?!!"
"Yes. Willow," Cordelia replied.
Buffy picked up her bag and pulled out Mr. Pointy. "Well then, there goes my weekend of normal teenage fun with my two best friends. I've gotta go save Willow."
"No! You can't!" Angel, Doyle and Cordeila cried simultaneously.
"Pardon? Some demon kidnaps one of my best friends and you say I can't do anything?!! Are you crazy?!!!" Buffy yelled at them, her hands on her hips once more.
"But YOU can't save her!!" Angel yelled in reply.
"Well, you could die trying," Cordelia added.
"What?!!" Xander and Buffy cried.
(Giles did not say anything. From the moment the Amare demon and Willow had been mentioned he had been buried in his books looking for information about it.)
"Maybe you should sit down and Cordy will explain," Angel suggested.
Cordelia waited for them to sit down before explaining. "It's an Amare demon. Amare is Latin and means love,"
"Yeah? So?" Xander asked.
Cordelia took a deep breath. There was a long pause while Cordelia tried to think of how to phrase the rest, for once, attempting to go about it tactfully, instead of with her usual bluntness.
"Just tell us Cordelia!!" Buffy yelled, slamming her hand on the table.
"Only Willow's true love can save her," Cordelia said quickly.
"What? OhmyGod!" Buffy gasped, sinking back onto the sofa.
"Giles?" she whispered, her voice practically begging for him to deny it.
Giles pointed to a page in a book and shook his head. "I'm sorry Buffy. But Cordelia is right," he told her, his British accent sounding more pronounced from the fact that he was so upset.
"Which means that I can't save her," Buffy replied, putting her head in her hands. "What a day for Cordelia to be right."
At that remark Cordelia's head snapped up. "I understand that you're worried and upset, so I'll let that one go."
"So what are we gonna do?" Buffy asked the room in general. She received no answer.
Xander looked round at the dejected group and jumped up, starting to pace.
"Come on! We can't just give up! This is our Willow we're talking about! She could die if we d-" Xander cut himself off mid-sentence, his face suddenly ashen.
"She could die," he whispered, collapsing back onto the sofa as he finally absorbed that fact.
Everyone could see the absolute terror on Xander's face at the thought of losing Willow and looked at him sympathetically, Buffy squeezing his hand, and even Angel - who laid a comforting hand upon his shoulder.
After a few minutes Xander pulled himself together, took a deep breath and jumped up again.
"You know, for once I'm actually right. This IS Willow we're talking about here! The Scooby Gang can't work properly without it's Wiccan girl! We can't just give up! I love her too much for us to give up on her now!"
Everyone gasped at that remark. Even though they had all thought that, deep down, Xander really did love Willow, they were VERY surprised to hear him actually admit it!
Once Xander had registered the gasps, he realised what he had just said.
"OhmyGod!" he rushed off all in one breath. "I love Willow!" and he collapsed onto the sofa again.
"Why didn't I know that?"
Cordelia knocked on the door. Joyce Summers answered.
"Cordelia! I thought you were in LA with-" she cut herself when she saw the two men standing behind Cordelia.
"Hello Angel," she said coldly.
"Good evening Mrs Summers," Angel replied politely.
Cordelia saw Joyce looking at Doyle questioningly, so, slipping an arm through his, she introduced them. "Mrs Summers, this is my boyfriend Doyle. He works for Angel to."
"Evenin' Mrs Summers," Doyle said.
Joyce just nodded in reply and opened her mouth to ask why they were there, but Cordelia beat her to it. "Is Buffy in?" she asked.
"No, I'm sorry. I think she's over at Xander's."
"Thanks Mrs Summers," Angel replied, already walking back to the black convertible.
Angel banged on the door of Xander's basement apartment impatiently.
"Alright, alright Will! Don't be so impa-" Xander cut himself off when he saw who it actually was at the door.
"Deadboy. What do you wa- Cordelia! And - who are you?" Xander finished, staring at Doyle - and the fact that he was holding Cordelia's hand, in amazement.
"Xander. This is Doyle. He's Cordy's boyfriend - and he works for me to. Don't call me Deadboy," Angel said in reply.
"Now, are you gonna let us in or what?" Cordelia asked, pushing past Xander and walking in, followed by Doyle and Angel.
"Well, I guess he's not a vampire," Xander muttered under his breath as he shut the door behind them.
As they walked in, they heard someone else walk in from the opposite direction - "Xander! Was it Will- Angel! What the hell are you doing here?!" the small blonde girl cried, putting her hands on her hips.
"She seems as to the point as she was last time I met her," Doyle whispered to Cordelia.
"Yeah, our Little Miss Likes-To-Fight," Cordelia whispered back.
"Is anyone gonna answer my question?" Buffy demanded, glaring at Angel.
"I'd like an answer to, especially since you are all in my apartment," Xander added, moving to stand beside Buffy.
"Buffy-" Angel started, about to explain. The look that Buffy sent him stopped him in mid-sentence, so Cordelia stepped in.
"Hello to you to Buffy. This is my boyfriend Doyle.-"
"We've met. Wait a minute, Doyle's your *boyfriend* now? Since when?" Buffy cut in.
Angel answered that one. "Since I got fed up of them dancing round each other and set them up on Doyle's birthday. Now, back to business. Cordelia?"
"Yeah. We're here because he had a vision."
"A vision?" Xander repeated.
"Yeah. A vision. That's his job. He has visions of people in trouble and Angel goes and saves them," Cordelia told Xander matter-of-factly, in the kind of tone you use with a very young child.
"Yeah? So? Why are you here? In Sunnydale?" Buffy asked.
"Well, my vision was of Sunnydale. And you guys. And some old guy with glasses," Doyle told her.
"Giles," everyone replied.
"So we'd better get over to his place," Angel said.
Buffy grabbed her bag and coat and walked to the door. "Come on then. Let's go."
They were at Giles' house.
Introductions had been made, and Giles now also knew the basics of why everyone was there.
"So come on then Doyle, explain away," Buffy said from her stance in front of him and Cordelia - who had made themselves quite comfortable, Doyle sitting in one of Giles' armchairs with Cordelia curled up in his lap.
"There's a new demon to cope with. The Amare demon. And he's here in Sunnydale," Doyle told them. Then he squeezed Cordelia's hand before saying, "But my 'Delia here can explain this better than me."
"This Amare demon goes after young people - especially young women. We're here because Doyle saw it kidnapping a redheaded girl. Willow," Cordelia told them.
"What?!!" Buffy, Xander and Giles cried. "Willow?!!"
"Yes. Willow," Cordelia replied.
Buffy picked up her bag and pulled out Mr. Pointy. "Well then, there goes my weekend of normal teenage fun with my two best friends. I've gotta go save Willow."
"No! You can't!" Angel, Doyle and Cordeila cried simultaneously.
"Pardon? Some demon kidnaps one of my best friends and you say I can't do anything?!! Are you crazy?!!!" Buffy yelled at them, her hands on her hips once more.
"But YOU can't save her!!" Angel yelled in reply.
"Well, you could die trying," Cordelia added.
"What?!!" Xander and Buffy cried.
(Giles did not say anything. From the moment the Amare demon and Willow had been mentioned he had been buried in his books looking for information about it.)
"Maybe you should sit down and Cordy will explain," Angel suggested.
Cordelia waited for them to sit down before explaining. "It's an Amare demon. Amare is Latin and means love,"
"Yeah? So?" Xander asked.
Cordelia took a deep breath. There was a long pause while Cordelia tried to think of how to phrase the rest, for once, attempting to go about it tactfully, instead of with her usual bluntness.
"Just tell us Cordelia!!" Buffy yelled, slamming her hand on the table.
"Only Willow's true love can save her," Cordelia said quickly.
"What? OhmyGod!" Buffy gasped, sinking back onto the sofa.
"Giles?" she whispered, her voice practically begging for him to deny it.
Giles pointed to a page in a book and shook his head. "I'm sorry Buffy. But Cordelia is right," he told her, his British accent sounding more pronounced from the fact that he was so upset.
"Which means that I can't save her," Buffy replied, putting her head in her hands. "What a day for Cordelia to be right."
At that remark Cordelia's head snapped up. "I understand that you're worried and upset, so I'll let that one go."
"So what are we gonna do?" Buffy asked the room in general. She received no answer.
Xander looked round at the dejected group and jumped up, starting to pace.
"Come on! We can't just give up! This is our Willow we're talking about! She could die if we d-" Xander cut himself off mid-sentence, his face suddenly ashen.
"She could die," he whispered, collapsing back onto the sofa as he finally absorbed that fact.
Everyone could see the absolute terror on Xander's face at the thought of losing Willow and looked at him sympathetically, Buffy squeezing his hand, and even Angel - who laid a comforting hand upon his shoulder.
After a few minutes Xander pulled himself together, took a deep breath and jumped up again.
"You know, for once I'm actually right. This IS Willow we're talking about here! The Scooby Gang can't work properly without it's Wiccan girl! We can't just give up! I love her too much for us to give up on her now!"
Everyone gasped at that remark. Even though they had all thought that, deep down, Xander really did love Willow, they were VERY surprised to hear him actually admit it!
Once Xander had registered the gasps, he realised what he had just said.
"OhmyGod!" he rushed off all in one breath. "I love Willow!" and he collapsed onto the sofa again.
"Why didn't I know that?"