"I don't understand...." Buffy's voice rang out in a low growl as she spun around to face Giles, "It's suppose to be a big scary run for your life santan's raining fire and hell down upon are blessed earth demon!" she looked back at the coffin. Instead of a demon lay a young girl and couple of years younger then Dawn. "I-I don't understand it myself but we're stuck with what we have now lets take the girl out of here and back to the magic shop..." he looked about to any objections and right on cue Zander and Spike both had a few. "I'm not carring a dead chick around thank you!" Zander got to the punch first. "Don't do delivery." Spike finished. "Like hell you won't..." Buffy muttered as she started to lift out a pair of foul smelling feet, a look of pure disgust converged her cheeks and lips but she kept right on with the tugging and pulling. Grabing an arm was Dawn, moaning and groaning about the whole ordeal but right beside her sister.

"Are you guys going to help or not." Dawn said in a whisper as she pulled harder, but as the sound on breaking flesh reached her ears she dropt the arm and took a step back shivering. "Oh I think not.....yuck!" she wipped her hand off on Spikes overcoat who in turn gave her hand and slap then he went rubbing off his coat. "Maybe we should wrap it up in something?" Buffy said while dropping one of the legs absentmindedly. Giles moved around and pulling off his jacket, "Why not?"
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Willow sat nexts to the window looking out across the street, people drove and walked by happy and carefree. "God I'd so love to be like that..." she whispered running a pale finger down the cold, smooth glass. "I know what you mean." it was a male voice that followed her's looking up she caught Angel out of the corner of her eye. "Oh I'm sorry.....I didn't mean to sound.....well you know." turning back to look outside she bit her toung. There was no room for her to complain about life when Angel was around, he'd lived though tons more then she had. "Ah I know you don't mean anything and I don't care so quite feeling sorry for me." he stood pulling at his overcoat. He wanted so bad to be with Buffy while she was out doing what she did, but he knew he was only here to help with this demon thing then he'd be on the nexts boat back home. Tara fought her way though cobwebs and dust as she came out of a closet book in hand. "I found that book on how to get that demon thingy to come to life." she handed Willow the book turned to a crisp, yellow page. The edges were a little choppy and the writing was faded but it was still readable. "But it doesn't really look like a demon...." Angel jumped in, "It looks like a little girl!?" he looked interested yet stunned. Standing up to get away from them Willow leaned to a wall began to read out loud. "To summon the Lindiasha demon one must use the elements and life force to be shared...." shaking her head she looked up, "Life force to be shared?" she said to them a blank look crossing her face, "What does that mean?" looking back down she snapped the book closed and sat it down on the counter beside her. "It means someone has to let the demon bind themself to them and when they die the demon dies or when the demon dies they die....." Angel's voice was dancing on the edge of fear, "Well who is it going to be?"