"I've explained the situation to her and she's going to try to set up a protection and a warning spell. She'll be over as soon as she's done with her last class and stopped in her room to get a few things. She's given me a list of the things she doesn't have, one of us will have to go get it. Later I think, we need to finds more information on this demon for it will likely attack after the next two days."
"That doesn't give us much time," Angel pointed out.
Giles quickly scanned the page they'd found on the demon. "It appears that to kill the demon we'll need a special type of sword, 'It will be given by a sent one.'" He paused, thinking.
"So," Xander started, " we have two days to find this sword."
"You won't be able to."
Five heads snapped around towards the unexpected voice. Angel was the first to react, "Doyle? How, how..."
Doyle only smiled and gazed upwards, "I was sent for you found the information on the demon. It seems you'll be needing help saving the girl so I was sent to give you this."
From no where he pulled a sword, it shimmered and was then handed to Angel. "Only you may use it," Doyle continued as he began to fade.
"Why?"
"Because your the one I gave it to. Say hello to Cordelia for me," he managed before vanishing in a flash of light.
"Who was that? Who is he?"
Five pairs of eyes snapped towards the open door. Willow gave a slight groan from the couch, "Riley, I'm trying to sleep."
"Oh!" Buffy stiffened , "Awww, Riley this is Angel, Angel Riley. That was um Doyle, he knew Angel and um Angel Riley is, Riley is my boyfriend."
Pain momentarily crossed Angel's face as Riley moved to stand at Buffy's side. That use to be his place, he'd told her to move on, but Angel forced himself to come back to what Giles was saying. "...having dreams about Willow, more specifically premonitions of her death?"
"I thought they were just dreams, they are dreams right?" Riley asked as he looked over their grim faces both confused and worried, "I recognized hostile seventeen."
"Spike," Willow cut in, "his name is Spike."
"Spike," Riley repeated for her sake, "and then the other guy." He stopped and wrapped his arm around Buffy. Did Angel just stiffen and looked pained? Confused Riley pulled away from her. He glanced at Willow hoping that she wouldn't ask who 'the other guy' was. He knew how much Oz's leaving had hurt her and he didn't want to open old wounds. The fates were not with him.
"You mean Oz, don't you? Angel and Xander saw Oz and then you," Willow bit her lip as tears started to streak paths down her face. She paused to look down at Spike's sleeping form.
"Buffy, Oz could be as weak as Spike, if not worse! He could die! Buffy, we have to find him!"
"Willow we have to think about this calmly."
"No! Giles, Oz could die! Spike almost died!" she cried near hysterics. Spike shifted next to her, tightening his grip.
"It's okay pet," he soothed without opening his eyes he pulled Willow back down to him before continuing, "The slayer and her bloody watcher can go find your Pup. Peaches and Commando can got get the other Witch's supplies. Ex-demon and her pet can go research and you can stay here and keep the nasty nightmares away from Spike." Silence enveloped the room as he finished.
"All right. That works. Lets go."