That evening, all the gang was present as someone knocked on the door.

"That must be Angel," Buffy said, a bit strained

Giles went to open and it was indeed Angel.

"Angel, come on in," Giles said and stepped aside to let him in.

He then closed the door and they went to sit down after which Giles explained matters in more detail.

"... and she hasn't left her room in four days. She doesn't respond to anything or anyone. "

"We thought you might be able to get through to her," Willow added, "since you have a soul too and... well... "

Angel nodded: "I'll see what I can do."

A little while later, Giles led Angel up the stairs to Sarah's room.

"Here it is, she won't open, or answer for that matter."

Angel nodded and tried the door, locked.

"Sarah," Giles said, "Angel's here, will you talk to him?"

No response.

"Sarah," Angel tried, "will you open up please, I just wanna talk."

No response.

They tried for ten minutes then Angel got tired of it.

"Do you mind buying a new door?" he asked Giles.

"Eh... I guess not," Giles said, getting what Angel was aiming for.

"Then go downstairs and let me do my business. You'll hear it if I succeed or not."

Giles reluctantly agreed and went down. The moment he sat down on the couch downstairs he and the gang heard a terrible crash.

"What's that?" Dawn asked, jumping up.

"The door," Giles said, "Angels taking the forceful way in."

Upstairs, Angel tore loose parts of wood away and forced himself through. Inside the darkened room, he saw Sarah sitting on the bed, not even responding. In one step he was with her and sat down. Carefully he touched her and that did the trick. Her head flew up and she looked at him.

"Angel!" she said.

"Your father asked me to come," Angel said, purposely using the term 'father' for Giles, "He's worried. As are the others."

Sarah nodded.

"I know," she said softly, "I just need to deal. I tried to go on like nothing happened, but I couldn't handle that anymore, I broke. So I closed myself to deal with this."

"Is it working?"

She shook her head.

"I hate who I am now."

Downstairs, time went very slowly. They hadn't heard anything after the crashing of the door and were now just waiting. Giles paced back and forth through the living room as the others were sitting still and silent.

After what seemed ages, but was in reality about an hour, Angel came down, followed by Sarah.

"Sarah!" Giles exclaimed and almost ran to her. He pulled her in his arms and they hugged.

"I'm sorry I got you so worried, I couldn't pull it anymore," she said.

"It's okay," Xander said, "I mean, you don't become a vampire everyday."

Sarah smiled.

"Exactly," she said, "Angel's been a big help."

That same night, Angel left again for LA and the others all went home too. Sarah and her father remained downstairs for a while and talked.

"You won't fall down again?" Giles asked.

"No," Sarah said, shaking her head, "Angel pulled me through. Without him, I would've stayed in that room for a very long time."

Giles slowly nodded.

"I have accepted my fate now, but it will take a while before I'm fully accustomed to it."

"Of course," Giles replied, "But I'm curious, what did Angel say?"

"We talked about a lot of stuff, but I'd rather keep it to myself. Let's just say that he saved my life tonight. If he hadn't been there, I don't know what I would've done, now or in a few days."

She smiled.

"I'm cool now; it's okay, kinda…"

For the next few days, Sarah remained in the house and tested her new abilities, the extra strength, the better senses… it was a revelation to her how much there was to hear and smell she had never heard or smelled before. Even her eyesight had improved and the lenses she used to wear were no longer needed. The bad things were also sinking in, she had almost burst into flames when she stood at the window too long and her taste had gone haywire. She could eat about anything now, it just tasted only half as good as it had done before.

It was the fifth day after her 'recovery' when she discovered that, even though she was dead, her telekinesis was still working.

She was sitting at the table with a cup of tea (or so she thought), even though she could hardly taste it, studying an ancient book in some long-dead language. As she was about to take the cup, she realized she had left it on the counter. Annoyed she looked up at the cup and made an impatient gesture and snarled to herself. Almost instantaneously, the cup flew to her, leaving a trail of spilled tea on the counter, floor and table.

"What the f*ck!?" she said, staring at the cup and her hand. 'Oh, you stupid' she said to herself, 'you haven't used the magic in days, its stronger. …… But it shouldn't be this strong, right? … It shouldn't be at all, I'm dead…!'

She spent the rest of the afternoon browsing her father's home library about vampires with powers but it turned up nothing. Waiting for Giles to come home she first researched and then decided to test her powers to see if they were nothing more than unreleased energy or if it was indeed an increase in power.

She put the tea cup, empty, on the counter and sat at the table again. She looked at it and lifted her hand, willing the cup to her. Again it flew to her in an instant. Then she tried it from the couch and the first step of the stairs. No difference. It flew to her without hesitation and with more strength and speed than she had ever shown.

Then she decided to move on to the bigger stuff. She tried a heave leather- and leadbound book, then a chair… Finally, Sarah looked around the room and then her eye caught sight of a cubic side table. She raised her hand a little and willed it to move; slowly it shoved over the floor. Without realising it, her hand dropped and she started focusing on the table through her eyes. Slowly it rose above the floor.

Then suddenly the door bell rang and Sarah's concentration broke, causing the table to drop again. She turned and went to open the door when her eye caught sight of the lock and it opened out of its own. As Giles stepped in, Sarah's mouth fell open at this last sudden exposure of telekinesis.

As Giles stepped in, turned and closed the door behind he began to say: "I forgot my keys at the Magic Box and…" Then he seemed to realise something and turned again.

"How did this door open?" he asked.

"Hi dad," Sarah said and smiled shortly, "I opened it for you, I think."

"You think?"

She nodded.

"I think, that somehow, my transformation, eh… enhanced my abilities."

"Yes off course," Giles said, not quite getting what she meant, " enhanced senses, strength…"

Sarah shook her head.

"Not that. My… mental abilities. I opened that door with telekinesis. As I, just before you rang, lifted that side table."

"But… That has always been out of your range."

Sarah nodded again and turned to indicate the books on the table.

"Apparently not so any longer. I've been trying to find info about vamps with powers all afternoon, but turned up nothing."

As both of them went over to the couch and sat down, Sarah told what had happened that afternoon. When she was finished, they decided they would go over to the Magic Box the next day to do more research and testing.

"I'll call Willow and Tara to come over too, they might have some insights into this," Sarah said as she picked up the phone and rang her friends.