Buffy begins to shiver from the loss of blood and starts to stir in her sleep. She opens her eyes slowly and looks around. She sees a dark figure in the corner.
"Spike?"
"No. It's alright Buffy. It's me. Angel. Your safe now."
"Where's Spike?" Confusion mars Angel's face.
"He went to get bandages."
"Don't want them. Just get Spike. Want to talk to him."
"But Buffy…" Angel is confused. Why would she prefer Spike right now than me, her love?
"GO. I Want Spike!"
"Why? Buffy he's…"
"Angel. Don't!"
"Fine. I'll look for him."
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Angel leaves and sees Spike running up the stairs.
"She wants to see you. Be careful…" Spike starts to walk into the room. "Oh, and Spike."
"Yeah."
"Be nice. She's dying in there."
"I will. I don't want her upset."
"Why?"
"Why do you care? Just bugger off." He opens the door and is about to enter when Angel calls him back.
"Why are you here?"
"What?"
"You heard me. Why are you here? With Buffy? What do you want with her?"
"None of your damn business." He walks into the room and shuts the door.
