Spike is reminiscing in his past memories as he rides down the street from the bar. There's a nice pile of cigarette butts in front of Buffy's mailbox. He's only been by her house about a dozen times. He comes to a screeching hault. He approaches the door slowly, seeming worried, but it's mostly the buzz he's got going. "Buffy, we need to talk. Some things have happened, that shouldn't have happened. I want to try to explain where I'm coming from with this. I understand if you don't want to talk to me. You probably hate me right now. And you should hate me. I deserve it. In fact, I'd understand if you wanted to just kill me right here right now. Wanna shag? How in bloody hells name am I supposed to win her back with 'I'm sure you hate me.' I might as well hand her the bloody stake and tell her to get it over with. God, she's gonna be the death of me. Well, the second death of me. Dru, the crazy bint, already killed me. But I owe her, because if I wasn't a vamp, I'd never have gotten the chance to meet Buffy. I wonder if she looks the same? Maybe she got her hair cut again, like it was when she was all, being invisible. Wait a minute, I can't let her see me. I don't know if I look good or not. I mean, I always look 'good', but I can't exactly look the mirror and check. Oh, shit. I promised myself I wouldn't do this. I'm not going to make her a big deal, not yet. She doesn't know my secret. By the way, how am I gonna tell her, exactly. Uugghhh, the damned slayer doesn't even know I'm back yet, and I'm already worried about what she thinks of me. I'm drunk and exhausted. I should go home before I make an arse out of myself and knock on the door."

He didn't know that his sudden stop had awoken his sleeping beauty. She forced herself to get up and yawned down the stairs. She opened the door and continued to rub the fuzziness out of her eyes. By the time she could see clearly, all she saw was a bleach blonde riding off on a motorcycle. The thought that she was dreaming paced through her head as she shuffled her bunny slippers up the stairs. She poured herself back into bed, not thinking anything of her "dream".

Buffy! Buffy, wake up! You need to wake up. Wake up," shouted Xander. "Huh. Oh, Good Morning Xander. What's up?" she looked out the window. "Apparently not the sun. Think your wakeup call is early enough?" "You're kidding, right? Didn't you feel that. that shaking, and rumbling, and earthquakieness? Holy potato chips, you slept through it. Well, we don't think it's a normal quake. We think it's one of. demonic proportions. Willow said she was going to get some books and things for a spell to find out what's going on. She should be back in about half an hour."

"Um, yeah, okay. Well, we're at a slight disadvantage, Giles doesn't get back from his vacation for another week. And that means tons of boring research for us while we wait for Willow." "Did you say tons of boring research? Buffy, I'm good at research. I go to school, and all I do is research. Can I help? Please!" asks a hopping Dawn. "I swear those monks must have made a mistake because she did NOT come from me, at least not the research part. But I guess an extra member of the Research Squad wouldn't be too bad. Sure Dawnie, knock yourself out." Dawn lets out a sigh and falls to the ground. "I didn't mean literally" says Buffy while bending over to see what's wrong.

*20 minutes later*

"Xander, call the hospital. She's still unconscious. I hope she's okay. Oh my God! There's a light behind her eyes. She's glowing. from the inside. You don't think she's turning back into the key.do you? Oh God," Buffy sighed as tears started to fall onto Dawn's face.

"Buffy, I think another pipe is broken," Dawn mumbled as she regained consciousness.

"Oh my god, you're okay. I was so worried. But, no more copper repiping." Buffy hugged Dawn. "Xander, tell the hospital that she's conscious. Dawn, do you feel different?"

"Well, I am kinda hungry...I think.my stomach feels weird. But, why would I feel different?" "Dawn, you were glowing before you woke up. I don't know, but I think it might have something to do with the earthquake that happened earlier."

"Okay, Buffy, I told the hospital that she suddenly passed out and than that she regained consciousness about 20 minutes later. They said that it could be something serious, so they are sending the ambulance and that she will most likely have to go to the hospital, just to be safe."

"Okay. Dawn, are you okay with that?" "Um, ya, I just have to call somebody first. I'll be back in a second."

Dawn ran upstairs to her room and called her boyfriend. She had to call him from her room because nobody knew about him, and she was worried that Buffy wouldn't approve. She had been doing that a lot lately. The ambulance showed up and Buffy ran upstairs to get Dawn. She caught the end of their conversation. "Okay, my sister says the ambulance is here. Gotta go, love ya, bye." Buffy makes a face at hearing 'love ya'. But she follows Dawn down the stairs. "Wait a minute, she's walking around, talking, saying she's fine. Why did we have to drive over here? Bruce, I swear, the next time she makes us get somebody that's okay, I'm gonna kill her. We need to have a talk with Joan about who to pick up and who not to pick up."

Buffy and Xander exchange looks. "I feel so confident in our choice of hands to put Dawn in. I mean, they just seem so qualified." "Xander, shut up. We don't know if Dawn needs medical attention or not. And seeing as we can't give her medical attention, it's best we respect the nice EMT people." "How do you know what an EMT is?" "In a Heartbeat. There's this really hot guy named Tyler on the show. But his real name is Shawn Ashmore and he's in Xme." "Uh Buffy, could we save the hot guy talk for later? Cuz right now Dawn is being. did you say Xmen?"