Buffy was sitting beside Angel in his black convertible, speeding behind the ambulance that contained Doyle and Cordelia when her cell-phone rang.
More than a little surprised, Buffy answered it. "Hello?"
"Buffy! Where are you?!"
"Willow! I'm in LA. D-"
Willow cut her off, "In LA? With Angel?"
"Yes with Angel. What did you do?"
"Oh Buffy I'm sorry. It turns out my spell *does* seem to have worked - just not the way I planned."
"What spell?"
"Oh Buffy! Weren't you listening to me at all when I was ranting before!?!"
Buffy looked sheepish (even though Willow could not see her) as she replied, "Sorry Will. But what's it done?"
"Well, you remember I said 'You two should be together!' when I was talking about you and Angel?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Well, as my spell was an 'My Will Be Done' spell, it did as I said - took you to Angel."
"Oh. Well that makes sense. It's a good job I appeared anyway, I saved this guy, Doyle."
"Who's Doyle?"
"Oh, he's a friend of Angel's. I met him for a few seconds when I came to LA last time."
Her face fell at the memory of the fight that her and Angel had. Angel's face fell also, but for a different reason. He was remembering the day that wasn't, and had a fleeting thought of what could have been.
"At Thanksgiving?" Willow asked, oblivious to Buffy's change in demeanour.
Buffy shook herself out of her gloomy thoughts and answered her friend.
"Yeah. He's Irish. Seems nice. He works for Angel. Has visions of people in trouble for Angel to save - could do with someone like that myself actually. Well, he had jumped onto this light thingie to turn it off before it killed everyone on the ship - it would have killed everything with humanity in it. Then I arrived. You see, if he had pulled the plug on the thing, he would have died, but before he could, I swung my axe at the chains holding it to the ceiling and it came crashing to the ground, bringing Doyle with it."
"Is he OK? I mean, is he alive?"
"Yeah, I'm in the car with Angel. We're on the way to the hospital now."
"Where's Cordelia?"
"She demanded that she be the one to travel in the ambulance with Doyle - I think that there's something going on there you know, I saw him say something to her and then kiss her just before he jumped."
"Oh, I hope so. She may have been a bitch in High School, but I still want her to be happy."
"Yeah, me to. Anyway, I think working for Angel is changing her."
It was then that Buffy realised that they were driving into the car park of the hospital.
"Will? We've just arrived at the hospital now, so can you explain to everyone where I am and stuff?"
"Sure, I mean, it's my fault you're there anyway."
"Thanks Will, gotta go! Talk to you later! Bye!"
Then Buffy shut off her phone, got out of the car, and followed Angel into the hospital.
More than a little surprised, Buffy answered it. "Hello?"
"Buffy! Where are you?!"
"Willow! I'm in LA. D-"
Willow cut her off, "In LA? With Angel?"
"Yes with Angel. What did you do?"
"Oh Buffy I'm sorry. It turns out my spell *does* seem to have worked - just not the way I planned."
"What spell?"
"Oh Buffy! Weren't you listening to me at all when I was ranting before!?!"
Buffy looked sheepish (even though Willow could not see her) as she replied, "Sorry Will. But what's it done?"
"Well, you remember I said 'You two should be together!' when I was talking about you and Angel?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Well, as my spell was an 'My Will Be Done' spell, it did as I said - took you to Angel."
"Oh. Well that makes sense. It's a good job I appeared anyway, I saved this guy, Doyle."
"Who's Doyle?"
"Oh, he's a friend of Angel's. I met him for a few seconds when I came to LA last time."
Her face fell at the memory of the fight that her and Angel had. Angel's face fell also, but for a different reason. He was remembering the day that wasn't, and had a fleeting thought of what could have been.
"At Thanksgiving?" Willow asked, oblivious to Buffy's change in demeanour.
Buffy shook herself out of her gloomy thoughts and answered her friend.
"Yeah. He's Irish. Seems nice. He works for Angel. Has visions of people in trouble for Angel to save - could do with someone like that myself actually. Well, he had jumped onto this light thingie to turn it off before it killed everyone on the ship - it would have killed everything with humanity in it. Then I arrived. You see, if he had pulled the plug on the thing, he would have died, but before he could, I swung my axe at the chains holding it to the ceiling and it came crashing to the ground, bringing Doyle with it."
"Is he OK? I mean, is he alive?"
"Yeah, I'm in the car with Angel. We're on the way to the hospital now."
"Where's Cordelia?"
"She demanded that she be the one to travel in the ambulance with Doyle - I think that there's something going on there you know, I saw him say something to her and then kiss her just before he jumped."
"Oh, I hope so. She may have been a bitch in High School, but I still want her to be happy."
"Yeah, me to. Anyway, I think working for Angel is changing her."
It was then that Buffy realised that they were driving into the car park of the hospital.
"Will? We've just arrived at the hospital now, so can you explain to everyone where I am and stuff?"
"Sure, I mean, it's my fault you're there anyway."
"Thanks Will, gotta go! Talk to you later! Bye!"
Then Buffy shut off her phone, got out of the car, and followed Angel into the hospital.