Cut to Hyperion
Fred is walking downstairs with Connor when Cordy and the others come through the door. Cordy goes to take Connor into her arms.
Fred: (Releasing Connor) Where's Angel?
Lorne: I've been asking myself that very question the entire ride home.
Cordy: He's just tying up loose ends. (To Connor) He'll be here soon little guy.
Wes: Well I fear that we should make good use of our time until then. How's everyone on sleep?
Gunn: You mean how's everyone on no sleep?
Wes: Yes, it has been a long day...or night. I tell you what, Fred why don't you get some rest and let Cordy and I take Connor? We'll go in shifts so as not to fall behind in our duties.
Gunn: I feel like we pretty much stay behind in our duties. We're always playing catch up.
Lorne: I feel you Gunn.
Gunn: No you don't.
Lorne: (Realizes what he's saying) Don't flatter yourself.
Gunn: Maybe you should take your own advice.
Cordy: What's with you Gunn. Lorne's just being his usual self. I think someone didn't wake up on the wrong side of the bed.
Wes: Gunn, Cordy's right. Why don't you go up with Fred?
Fred and Gunn look at each other in shock and embarrassment. Wes sees them blushing.
Wes: I didn't mean it like that for Jolly's sakes! I just meant, go upstairs and find a room to grab some shut eye.
Lorne: Brainiac's got a point. I for one don't need to be asked twice. I did my part already, I warned the big goof. He isn't too concerned yet, so why should we be? I'm headed up.
Wes: Fair enough, but don't forget what the big goof told you. He wants a lead on Holtz. We can't...
Lorne: I got it, hold tight to the guard. No letting it down, yada,yada,yada.
He finishes with his back turned and walking up the stairs.
Fred: Are you two sure you can handle it for a while?
Cordy: Go to sleep already. I'm not going anywhere until Angel's back for Connor.
Gunn: Wake me when he gets here.
Wes: (Watching them leave together) Very well.
Cordy: What's with the forlorn?
Wes: Huh? Um...nothing. And you?
Cordy: What?
Wes: You seemed quite ready to leave the hospital just now. What didn't you want us to stick around for?
Cordy: Nothing. It wasn't like that. Buffy asked for my help, I gave it, I left. The fact that all of you got involved only made things worse. Why did you have to come anyway?
Wes: Well, after Angel left to find you, Willow called and informed us that Buffy was already here. When you didn't call, I assumed you were with her and it was only a matter of time before Angel found the both of you. The others came here and demanded we take them to the hospital. They seemed pretty concerned about these dreams. Did you resolve the matter?
Cordy: (Rocks Connor and walks away from Wes) I think we did the best we could. The rest is for Buffy and her lacqueys to figure out. Angel will be here soon, just watch.
Cut to waiting room
Dawn helps Spike up
Spike: I'm fine little bit. I'll just be going in to check on...
Xander: I don't think so Spike.
Spike: Do you really think you can stop me?
Xander: Actually I'm pretty confident on that one.
Spike glowers at him but doesn't move... Interior: Tara's room
Willow: You're too weak for spells right now Tara.
Tara: I'm fine. We have to do this. I mean, I...I have to do this.
Willow: But I can help you.
Tara: No! (loses her breath)
Angel: We have to do something. Please.
Tara: Don't worry Will. It's just a simple sleeping spell. I can handle it...for Buffy's sake.
Willow looks to see Angel holding Buffy's weakened form against his chest. Her breathing is labored and Angel looks close to tears.
Willow: Okay...for Buffy. I'm going to move away though. I don't want to risk any residual effects.
Tara: (nods) Good idea. (Turns to Angel) Come closer to me. And you better sit down.
Angel looks around but realizes there's not a chair and if he sits on the floor, he'll have to loosen his grip on Buffy. Without more that a seconds thought he stands and pulls her small frame into his arms. He kicks the chair close to the bed and sits down holding Buffy in his lap.
Buffy: (Struggling again) No...Stay away...Not Angel...
Angel: SShh. I've got you Buffy. (Looks at Tara) Let's do this.
Tara places one hand on Angel and closes her eyes. He does the same.
Tara: One needs sleep, the other to wake, Sharing of dreams, Visions to take.
(Angel's head drops to rest against Buffy's as they both grow calm)
Serving a purpose, Binding in love,
Safety in two, Watched from above. A moment passes and Tara opens her eyes.
Willow: Like a charm.
Tara: (smiles) See, I told you. Simple.
They both watch the sleeping couple.
Cut to dark room
Angel hears crying and sees Buffy sobbing on the ground in a fetal position.
Angel: (unsure) Buffy?
Buffy startles and quiets as she slowly raises her head.
Buffy: Go away. It's not you.
Angel: Buffy, it's Angel. I came to help you.
Buffy: (Remembering) Oh God, where is she?
Angel: Who?
Buffy looks frantically from side to side searching.
Buffy: She was here. (Looks at Angel) Which one are you?
Angel is completely at a loss and starts to come closer to Buffy. He's stopped by the sound of a baby's cry. Angel: That's a baby.
Buffy: (Pleased) You hear it too? I thought I was imagining. I never saw a baby here.
Angel: You've been hearing this the whole time?
Buffy: Just for a little bit. Before you were there. (Stands up as the cries grow louder) Angel...is it really you this time?
Angel: (Perturbed) It's me Buffy okay? Now what did I do before?
Buffy: (looks in darkness behind him) You stopped the crying. You were watching something. You knew who it was.
Angel: Listen to me very carefully. (Walks to take her by the shoulders) You have to be strong Buffy. It's just you and me now. We're stronger together. Do you remember?
Buffy: (Nods) I remember. I don't like it here though. Am I still dreaming?
Angel: You said I could see him. How did I see him? What did I say?
Buffy: Him? You saw him? I didn't know it was him.
Angel: (Shakes her again) You're not making sense. Where was he?
Buffy: (Flashes back to Doyle saying he's coming) You heard Doyle too? You know who he is?
Angel: Doyle? Buffy, Doyle's dead. What are you saying?
Buffy searches his face and then seems to get angry. She pulls loose and faces him down defiantly and with renewed strength.
Buffy: Doyle told me he was coming. How did you know what you were looking at before was a he? I just said you saw who it was. What do you know Angel?
The crying begins again and Angel seems confused.
Angel: Buffy, did you see who I was looking at?
Buffy: No! You started freaking out mumbling something about 'What did they do to you?'. I didn't have time after that. I had to stop her.
Angel: Stop who?
Buffy doesn't answer as Doyle's voice echoes through the darkness.
Doyle: You're taking too long girlie!
Angel startles as he recognizes the voice.
Doyle: He's coming! You have the answer! You know what to do!
Buffy: (Furious) Stop yelling at me! What do you want me to do and I'll do it. But no more games! What's the answer? How come you're so sure I have it?
Angel: He's not talking to you.
Doyle: I never thought I'd hear that voice again.
Buffy: What does that mean Angel? You have the answer? What is it?
Doyle: You've only got one shot here friends. Clock's ticking...for you.
His voice fades and Buffy and Angel stare at one another unsure of what to say.
Cut to Hotel
Cordy is watching Connor play in the bassinet as Wes studies at his desk.
Cordy: Don't you worry sweetie. Daddy's going to come walking through that door any second and things will be back to normal. No more dreams and no more ghosts from the past.
Wes: Are you talking to me Cordelia?
Cordy: Duh? I'm keeping Connor company. You've got your dusty books to warm you.
Wes: I love it when you point out my lack of companionship. Really brings out your softer side.
Cordy doesn't respond and Wes leans to see what she's doing. She isn't by the bassinet anymore and he stands.
Wes: I was only kidding Cordelia. Don't be such a...
Cordelia is nowhere to be found and he is about to look outside when he hears water from the bathroom.
Wes: Leave it to a woman to drop everything for a quick freshen. You'll have years of misery to learn all this my boy. (Whispers) Hang on to your youth as long as you can.
Cut to Waiting room
Spike: (Pacing) So this is what we've become. The tag along and wait gang. My how times have changed.
Xander: You'll never be part of our gang Spike. I don't care how pathetic we become.
Dawn: Xander, stop picking on him!
Spike: I appreciate the thought Little Bit. But when a pre pubescent honey defends your honor, you pretty much look like a ne'er do well.
Dawn: Pre-Pubescent! I'm so not pre anything I'll have you know.
Anya: Is Dawn saying she's...
Xander: Honey please! I don't think any of us need to know what Dawnie is or isn't. That sounds like sister stuff and I'm...well we're just not.
Dawn: Oh grow up! Spike right anyway. We deserve to be in there just as much as anyone. More than Angel if you ask me. I mean, where's he been the last three years? Not fighting the good fight with us, that's for sure. So why is he so all encompassing important right now?
Spike: You said it!
Xander: First of all, Spike...shut up. And secondly, Dawn, Angel and Buffy have the weird tortured-soul, life-altering, leave before we destroy the world kind of thing. I don't think time apart has any bearing on something like that. Call me crazy.
Anya: You're crazy Sweetie. (Kisses him)
Spike: Oh you insipid fool. (Looks to closed door) Ten bloody minutes. I'll give them that and nothing more.
Cut to Hyperion
Bathroom
Cordy looks in the mirror at the demon face.
Cordy: Okay damn it. I don't have the patience for this. If I'm a demon then I call the shots. Me, not some part of me that doesn't know how to keep its thoughts to itself. I'll deal with this in my own time and not on some otherworldly schedule. (Looks up at the ceiling) Are you hearing me?
Flash to a vision. Cordy sees Angel and Buffy standing together. A child's cry is deafening as they try and speak. She can't make out what they're saying. Suddenly she sees Connor in Angel's arms and Buffy screams out.
Cut to Cordy coming back to see herself in the mirror.
Cordy: Oh God no.
She stares into the mirror and breathes deeply until the face transforms back to her own. She runs out the door.
Wes: Goodness, what's the clatter about? Where did you rush off to so quick? You left Connor alone.
Cordy: (Grabbing her jacket) Wes I have to go! No time to talk! Just stay with him and don't let anyone in or out!
Wes: But Cordelia...
He turns to question her but she's already gone. Interior: Darkened room
Buffy and Angel are still staring at one another.
Buffy: Angel, I asked you a question.
Angel: I heard you.
Buffy: So why aren't you answering me? What do you know?
Angel: (Face is pained) I can't do this now. (Crying fills the room and Angel cringes)
Buffy: You know who that is don't you? That's what you saw before. You saw the baby.
Angel: I swear I don't remember being here before Buffy. You have to believe me. Tara sent me here to help you. You hit your head and we can't wake you up. Whatever you're doing here, you have to finish it and go home.
Buffy: Why do I get the feeling you're more concerned with the going home part?
Angel: Doyle said we don't have much time.
Buffy: He was talking to me. (Stops to think) Or was he talking about you? Are you the he that Doyle was warning me about?
Angel: You're not making sense Buffy.
Suddenly there's a flash of light and the crying grows louder and louder until it stops altogether and the light dissipates.
Buffy allows her eyes to refocus and sees Angel holding an infant. He seems perfectly content in Angel's arms and Buffy struggles to understand.
Cut to Waiting room
Spike is still pacing when Cordy bursts through the door.
Cordy: (frantic)Where is he?
Xander: (Standing up) Angel? He's still in the room with...
Cordy doesn't wait for him to finish before she sprints to the closed door.
Spike: (Looking at the room) I'd say that's ten minutes wouldn't you Little Bit?
Dawn: Feels like it to me.
Xander: Wait up guys...
They both give him a meaningful look.
Anya: (Whispering) I'd like to go too. I'm tired of waiting out here.
Dawn: Looks like majority rules.
Xander: (Scanning their faces) Fine, but I'm telling Buffy I didn't go willingly.
Spike: (Under his breath) Ninny.
The group enters the room.
Cut to interior: Tara's room
Cordy is frozen in her tracks after walking in to the picture of Angel and Buffy cuddled together in the small chair.
Willow: Cordelia? (Sees what she's looking at) Oh it's not...
Spike: I'd say it bloody is!
Dawn: What? (Peeks around Spike's shoulder to see the couple) Oh.
Anya: (Seeing them as well) Oh look how sweet they are!
Xander: Anya...
Cordy: I can't believe I rushed over here for this. I thought...
Tara: It's just a spell.
Group: What?
Tara: I did a sleeping spell. Buffy was stuck in one of those weird dreams we've been having. She never woke up from your blow.
Spike: Who's blow?
Xander: Cordy delivered a blow? To Buffy? And she's still walking?
Dawn: Why would you do that?
Cordy: I didn't do anything! It was an accident.
Xander: An accident? You knocked Buffy into dreamland and it was an accident? Yeah, that's your style I guess.
Cordy: How many times do I have to say this? None of you know what my style is anymore!
Spike: I don't rightly care if you strut the catwalks of Paris, nobody hits the slayer.
He steps towards her and Willow jumps up to stand in his way.
Dawn: Willow, what are you doing? You know that he can't hurt humans. He's just venting.
Willow: (exchanges a look with Cordy, Tara and Anya) I know. Habit I guess. This is a hospital room for gosh sakes. We're gonna get kicked out of here if you guys don't vacate.
Cordy: I'm not going anywhere until I find out what kind of spell this is. I had a vision earlier. That's why I came back.
Tara: What was it?
Xander: Can I just point out that we're the most visual bunch of evil fighters that I've ever known? We come down here because Buffy has a dream. Tara's down here because she did a spell. Willow's paralyzed cause Tara snuck into her dream. Cordy has vision and dreams. The green guy reads people and sees the future not to mention the messages from beyond. Maybe I should be lying down somewhere taking a nap so I won't feel so left out.
Cordy: Why don't you go do that?
Willow: Let's not be snippy people. Just because I don't do magic anymore doesn't mean your antagonistic energy isn't causing my sensors to go haywire.
Tara: Willow, Sit down, rest. Cordy, what was your vision?
Cordy: (Hesitates) I don't think I can really get into that here. At least not while they're still like that.
She points at Angel and Buffy and everyone begins to watch them.
Cut to Room
Buffy watches Angel soothing the baby in his arms.
Buffy: Angel, tell me what's going on.
Angel: I don't know how.
Buffy: I don't know how you can't. We've been through a lot, you and I. But this is new. And not what I ever thought I'd see. At least not in real life.
Angel: What?
Buffy: I dreamt once that you and I had a family. Before you left, before Prom. I dreamt that we'd have a child one day. I knew it was crazy and I never shared it with anyone. Wait...(Searches her mind-then begins to smile) Of course, I'm having a version of my other dream. I mean why not? I'm still dreaming right? Okay, there is not enough money in the world for the kind of therapy that I'm in desperate need of.
Angel: Buffy, you're not crazy. This all is happening for a purpose.
Buffy: Yeah, I'm sure it is. Hey, you didn't know Freud or any of those other guys back in the day did you? Didn't he do the dream thing? I bet they'd be able to straighten me right out? Oh, they were even before your time weren't they? (Smiles and walks closer to Angel as she holds her arms out) Here, let me have a turn. I love babies.
Angel: (Sees her hands and turns away protectively) No!
Buffy stops and drops her hands. She's obviously hurt by Angel's reaction.
Buffy: Angel? What's wrong? Can't I at least hold the baby in my dream? I bet he'll like me.
Angel: Buffy, you don't know what's happening. I don't even understand it. But I can't let you...
Buffy: Can't let me what? Geez, you act like he's really yours.
She tries to smile but Angel's face prevents her. He shows some pained emotion across his features and Buffy begins to realize that it's not just a dream.
Buffy: (Stepping back) Angel...who's baby is that?
Doyle: (V.O.)No time!
Buffy: (Looks up and screams) Shut up! (looks back at Angel) Who's baby is it?
Angel: (looks from Buffy down to Connor and back to Buffy)He's mine Buffy. This is my son.
Buffy's eyes well with tears as she shakes her head to block out the truth.
Angel: I don't know why he's here. I never meant...
Buffy: What? (Growing hysterical) You never meant for me to find out? You were never going to tell me? I don't understand. You're a vampire! You can't have children! You told me that! You left me because of it! Were you lying? Why would you lie to me?
Angel: (Connor begins to fuss anew under the tone and volume of Buffy's words)SShh. You're okay.
Buffy: Oh my God.
She looks away and feels a cold wind against her face. She looks into the wind and sees Spike laughing at her.
Buffy: No. (Turning away) Go away.
Angel: I don't have anywhere to go Buffy. We have to finish this together. All of us.
At that moment he collapses under an invisible weight and struggles to hold on to Connor. In the next instant Connor is gone and Angel looks frantically for him.
Doyle: (V.O.) He's coming!
Angel: Stop teasing us! (Shouts) You're a hero remember? Do the right thing Doyle! Help us!
Buffy looks and sees that Spike is gone. Connor is gone as well and she looks down at Angel on his hands and knees.
Doyle: (V.O.) So I guess I have to save the world again.
Buffy: I'd love to see you take a shot at it. I'm not fully functional at the moment. (Sarcastically)And it appears Angel has new responsibilities.
Angel: Buffy, you don't understand. I can explain.
Doyle: No time!
Buffy: Alright that's it! You stop giving us orders and show your face right now!
A wave of energy sweeps through the room and Buffy is knocked down a few feet from Angel. She tries to get up but sees Angel fading before her eyes.
Buffy: Angel? (He grows dimmer and just as he disappears she screams out) Don't leave Angel!
Cut to Tara's room
Buffy startles in Angel's arms and calls out for him. Her eyes open and she is awake trying to catch her breath and gather where she is.
Buffy: Angel? (She looks down at him asleep beneath her) Angel? (She begins shaking him frantically)
Willow: Buffy! Stop it. You're going to hurt him!
Buffy looks up in surprise and sees Willow and Tara watching her.
Buffy: What happened? How did we get here?
Tara: You were out of it and fighting us in your sleep. I sent Angel in after you.
Buffy: After me?
Willow: Into your dream. You've been calm since he joined you. until now. What happened?
Buffy: It's all kind of fuzzy. (A baby's cry wafts into the room from the hallway and Buffy turns toward it. She sees the others all watching her) It was a baby.
Cordy: What?
Buffy: (Looking at Cordy) You knew all along didn't you?
Cordy: The only thing I know for sure is that the Sunnydale train is leaving soon and all of you need to be on it. LA is our territory. We can handle it without you. We've done fine until now.
Buffy: Really? Shall we discuss that in length? I think we'd all be interested to hear exactly what's going on here.
Cordy: Buffy, don't. I don't know what you think you saw, but it's not your concern. This whole thing has gotten way out of hand.
Xander: Does anyone else feel like they're only hearing every other word of this conversation? I'm completely lost.
Buffy: Xander, Cordy's right. All of us don't need to be here. Why don't you and Anya take Dawn home to Sunnydale?
Dawn: I'm not going anywhere! Xander, you promised!
Willow: What did you promise Xander?
Xander: I just said that I would try and not leave her out of the goings on. But Dawnie, I'm sure you can't blame me for keeping you in the dark when I am also in the blackout right?
Buffy: Dawnie, I'm going to be right behind you. Tara will be released soon and we can ride back with...(Looks around) Where's Oz?
Cut to Hyperion
Wes is holding Connor when Oz walks in the lobby.
Wes: This is an unexpected surprise.
Oz: I don't know why. I was just here a few hours ago.
Wes: Yes well what can I do for you? Cordy just left demanding no one be allowed on the premises.
Oz: (Smirks) Well I'm sure she won't mind little old me. I dug the digs when I was here earlier and seeing as how the drama is ongoing at the hospital, I thought maybe you'd have some room at the inn.
Wes: Forgive me, I'm still digesting, 'dug the digs'.
Oz: Point taken. What can I say? I've got some beatnik in me.
Wes: As long as you take it with you when you go. (Smiles teasingly) Anyway, help yourself. Although I suggest staying away from the north wing, 3rd floor. Things are still pretty rundown there.
Oz: No problem. Thanks. By the way, what's with the kid?
Wes: (Looks at Connor uncomfortably) Long story I'm afraid and I think sleep is much more important to you right now.
Oz: (Yawning) I've never been one to argue with logic. Holler if you need me.
Wes watched him go up the stairs and whispers to Connor.
Wes: I think there shall be plentiful hollering when your Dad gets back and sees a Sunnydale straggler.
Cut to Dark Room
Angel stands slowly finding himself alone. He feels a tap on his shoulder and spins. Doyle stands before him with that familiar grin.
Angel: Doyle? Where did he go?
Doyle: I can remember a time when your only concern would be where 'she' went.
Angel: A lot's happened.
Doyle: I know. I've been watching her. And let me tell you, you have no clue.
Angel: Why have you been watching Buffy?
Doyle: Not the time old friend. I've only got a minute and I'm not even supposed to be talking to you. Pretty neat trick with the mystical nap. Although I shouldn't be surprised. So I only have one questions before I explain.
Angel: What's that?
Doyle: Are you ready to make with the grown up talk? Angel: Okay, that was bizarre.
Doyle: What?
Angel: You saying that. I was just thinking about when you said that to me the first time. It was just before I ran into Cordy.
Doyle: Yeah, I wish I had time to ask you all the questions I have about you two but now's not the time. You asked me to do something, to be the hero...again. Well, I don't have a lot of time. I'm not even supposed to be talking to you. Pretty snazzy trick with the magic sleep.
Angel: I've always had a thing for spells.
Doyle: (Smiling) You still have that wicked humor I see. Man I've missed that.
Angel: I appreciate the sentiment Doyle, but maybe we should get back to...
Doyle: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I see you're also still about the business first and foremost.
Angel: The policy's worked for me so far.
Doyle: Fine, but you better listen up. I'm only gonna say this once.
Fred is walking downstairs with Connor when Cordy and the others come through the door. Cordy goes to take Connor into her arms.
Fred: (Releasing Connor) Where's Angel?
Lorne: I've been asking myself that very question the entire ride home.
Cordy: He's just tying up loose ends. (To Connor) He'll be here soon little guy.
Wes: Well I fear that we should make good use of our time until then. How's everyone on sleep?
Gunn: You mean how's everyone on no sleep?
Wes: Yes, it has been a long day...or night. I tell you what, Fred why don't you get some rest and let Cordy and I take Connor? We'll go in shifts so as not to fall behind in our duties.
Gunn: I feel like we pretty much stay behind in our duties. We're always playing catch up.
Lorne: I feel you Gunn.
Gunn: No you don't.
Lorne: (Realizes what he's saying) Don't flatter yourself.
Gunn: Maybe you should take your own advice.
Cordy: What's with you Gunn. Lorne's just being his usual self. I think someone didn't wake up on the wrong side of the bed.
Wes: Gunn, Cordy's right. Why don't you go up with Fred?
Fred and Gunn look at each other in shock and embarrassment. Wes sees them blushing.
Wes: I didn't mean it like that for Jolly's sakes! I just meant, go upstairs and find a room to grab some shut eye.
Lorne: Brainiac's got a point. I for one don't need to be asked twice. I did my part already, I warned the big goof. He isn't too concerned yet, so why should we be? I'm headed up.
Wes: Fair enough, but don't forget what the big goof told you. He wants a lead on Holtz. We can't...
Lorne: I got it, hold tight to the guard. No letting it down, yada,yada,yada.
He finishes with his back turned and walking up the stairs.
Fred: Are you two sure you can handle it for a while?
Cordy: Go to sleep already. I'm not going anywhere until Angel's back for Connor.
Gunn: Wake me when he gets here.
Wes: (Watching them leave together) Very well.
Cordy: What's with the forlorn?
Wes: Huh? Um...nothing. And you?
Cordy: What?
Wes: You seemed quite ready to leave the hospital just now. What didn't you want us to stick around for?
Cordy: Nothing. It wasn't like that. Buffy asked for my help, I gave it, I left. The fact that all of you got involved only made things worse. Why did you have to come anyway?
Wes: Well, after Angel left to find you, Willow called and informed us that Buffy was already here. When you didn't call, I assumed you were with her and it was only a matter of time before Angel found the both of you. The others came here and demanded we take them to the hospital. They seemed pretty concerned about these dreams. Did you resolve the matter?
Cordy: (Rocks Connor and walks away from Wes) I think we did the best we could. The rest is for Buffy and her lacqueys to figure out. Angel will be here soon, just watch.
Cut to waiting room
Dawn helps Spike up
Spike: I'm fine little bit. I'll just be going in to check on...
Xander: I don't think so Spike.
Spike: Do you really think you can stop me?
Xander: Actually I'm pretty confident on that one.
Spike glowers at him but doesn't move... Interior: Tara's room
Willow: You're too weak for spells right now Tara.
Tara: I'm fine. We have to do this. I mean, I...I have to do this.
Willow: But I can help you.
Tara: No! (loses her breath)
Angel: We have to do something. Please.
Tara: Don't worry Will. It's just a simple sleeping spell. I can handle it...for Buffy's sake.
Willow looks to see Angel holding Buffy's weakened form against his chest. Her breathing is labored and Angel looks close to tears.
Willow: Okay...for Buffy. I'm going to move away though. I don't want to risk any residual effects.
Tara: (nods) Good idea. (Turns to Angel) Come closer to me. And you better sit down.
Angel looks around but realizes there's not a chair and if he sits on the floor, he'll have to loosen his grip on Buffy. Without more that a seconds thought he stands and pulls her small frame into his arms. He kicks the chair close to the bed and sits down holding Buffy in his lap.
Buffy: (Struggling again) No...Stay away...Not Angel...
Angel: SShh. I've got you Buffy. (Looks at Tara) Let's do this.
Tara places one hand on Angel and closes her eyes. He does the same.
Tara: One needs sleep, the other to wake, Sharing of dreams, Visions to take.
(Angel's head drops to rest against Buffy's as they both grow calm)
Serving a purpose, Binding in love,
Safety in two, Watched from above. A moment passes and Tara opens her eyes.
Willow: Like a charm.
Tara: (smiles) See, I told you. Simple.
They both watch the sleeping couple.
Cut to dark room
Angel hears crying and sees Buffy sobbing on the ground in a fetal position.
Angel: (unsure) Buffy?
Buffy startles and quiets as she slowly raises her head.
Buffy: Go away. It's not you.
Angel: Buffy, it's Angel. I came to help you.
Buffy: (Remembering) Oh God, where is she?
Angel: Who?
Buffy looks frantically from side to side searching.
Buffy: She was here. (Looks at Angel) Which one are you?
Angel is completely at a loss and starts to come closer to Buffy. He's stopped by the sound of a baby's cry. Angel: That's a baby.
Buffy: (Pleased) You hear it too? I thought I was imagining. I never saw a baby here.
Angel: You've been hearing this the whole time?
Buffy: Just for a little bit. Before you were there. (Stands up as the cries grow louder) Angel...is it really you this time?
Angel: (Perturbed) It's me Buffy okay? Now what did I do before?
Buffy: (looks in darkness behind him) You stopped the crying. You were watching something. You knew who it was.
Angel: Listen to me very carefully. (Walks to take her by the shoulders) You have to be strong Buffy. It's just you and me now. We're stronger together. Do you remember?
Buffy: (Nods) I remember. I don't like it here though. Am I still dreaming?
Angel: You said I could see him. How did I see him? What did I say?
Buffy: Him? You saw him? I didn't know it was him.
Angel: (Shakes her again) You're not making sense. Where was he?
Buffy: (Flashes back to Doyle saying he's coming) You heard Doyle too? You know who he is?
Angel: Doyle? Buffy, Doyle's dead. What are you saying?
Buffy searches his face and then seems to get angry. She pulls loose and faces him down defiantly and with renewed strength.
Buffy: Doyle told me he was coming. How did you know what you were looking at before was a he? I just said you saw who it was. What do you know Angel?
The crying begins again and Angel seems confused.
Angel: Buffy, did you see who I was looking at?
Buffy: No! You started freaking out mumbling something about 'What did they do to you?'. I didn't have time after that. I had to stop her.
Angel: Stop who?
Buffy doesn't answer as Doyle's voice echoes through the darkness.
Doyle: You're taking too long girlie!
Angel startles as he recognizes the voice.
Doyle: He's coming! You have the answer! You know what to do!
Buffy: (Furious) Stop yelling at me! What do you want me to do and I'll do it. But no more games! What's the answer? How come you're so sure I have it?
Angel: He's not talking to you.
Doyle: I never thought I'd hear that voice again.
Buffy: What does that mean Angel? You have the answer? What is it?
Doyle: You've only got one shot here friends. Clock's ticking...for you.
His voice fades and Buffy and Angel stare at one another unsure of what to say.
Cut to Hotel
Cordy is watching Connor play in the bassinet as Wes studies at his desk.
Cordy: Don't you worry sweetie. Daddy's going to come walking through that door any second and things will be back to normal. No more dreams and no more ghosts from the past.
Wes: Are you talking to me Cordelia?
Cordy: Duh? I'm keeping Connor company. You've got your dusty books to warm you.
Wes: I love it when you point out my lack of companionship. Really brings out your softer side.
Cordy doesn't respond and Wes leans to see what she's doing. She isn't by the bassinet anymore and he stands.
Wes: I was only kidding Cordelia. Don't be such a...
Cordelia is nowhere to be found and he is about to look outside when he hears water from the bathroom.
Wes: Leave it to a woman to drop everything for a quick freshen. You'll have years of misery to learn all this my boy. (Whispers) Hang on to your youth as long as you can.
Cut to Waiting room
Spike: (Pacing) So this is what we've become. The tag along and wait gang. My how times have changed.
Xander: You'll never be part of our gang Spike. I don't care how pathetic we become.
Dawn: Xander, stop picking on him!
Spike: I appreciate the thought Little Bit. But when a pre pubescent honey defends your honor, you pretty much look like a ne'er do well.
Dawn: Pre-Pubescent! I'm so not pre anything I'll have you know.
Anya: Is Dawn saying she's...
Xander: Honey please! I don't think any of us need to know what Dawnie is or isn't. That sounds like sister stuff and I'm...well we're just not.
Dawn: Oh grow up! Spike right anyway. We deserve to be in there just as much as anyone. More than Angel if you ask me. I mean, where's he been the last three years? Not fighting the good fight with us, that's for sure. So why is he so all encompassing important right now?
Spike: You said it!
Xander: First of all, Spike...shut up. And secondly, Dawn, Angel and Buffy have the weird tortured-soul, life-altering, leave before we destroy the world kind of thing. I don't think time apart has any bearing on something like that. Call me crazy.
Anya: You're crazy Sweetie. (Kisses him)
Spike: Oh you insipid fool. (Looks to closed door) Ten bloody minutes. I'll give them that and nothing more.
Cut to Hyperion
Bathroom
Cordy looks in the mirror at the demon face.
Cordy: Okay damn it. I don't have the patience for this. If I'm a demon then I call the shots. Me, not some part of me that doesn't know how to keep its thoughts to itself. I'll deal with this in my own time and not on some otherworldly schedule. (Looks up at the ceiling) Are you hearing me?
Flash to a vision. Cordy sees Angel and Buffy standing together. A child's cry is deafening as they try and speak. She can't make out what they're saying. Suddenly she sees Connor in Angel's arms and Buffy screams out.
Cut to Cordy coming back to see herself in the mirror.
Cordy: Oh God no.
She stares into the mirror and breathes deeply until the face transforms back to her own. She runs out the door.
Wes: Goodness, what's the clatter about? Where did you rush off to so quick? You left Connor alone.
Cordy: (Grabbing her jacket) Wes I have to go! No time to talk! Just stay with him and don't let anyone in or out!
Wes: But Cordelia...
He turns to question her but she's already gone. Interior: Darkened room
Buffy and Angel are still staring at one another.
Buffy: Angel, I asked you a question.
Angel: I heard you.
Buffy: So why aren't you answering me? What do you know?
Angel: (Face is pained) I can't do this now. (Crying fills the room and Angel cringes)
Buffy: You know who that is don't you? That's what you saw before. You saw the baby.
Angel: I swear I don't remember being here before Buffy. You have to believe me. Tara sent me here to help you. You hit your head and we can't wake you up. Whatever you're doing here, you have to finish it and go home.
Buffy: Why do I get the feeling you're more concerned with the going home part?
Angel: Doyle said we don't have much time.
Buffy: He was talking to me. (Stops to think) Or was he talking about you? Are you the he that Doyle was warning me about?
Angel: You're not making sense Buffy.
Suddenly there's a flash of light and the crying grows louder and louder until it stops altogether and the light dissipates.
Buffy allows her eyes to refocus and sees Angel holding an infant. He seems perfectly content in Angel's arms and Buffy struggles to understand.
Cut to Waiting room
Spike is still pacing when Cordy bursts through the door.
Cordy: (frantic)Where is he?
Xander: (Standing up) Angel? He's still in the room with...
Cordy doesn't wait for him to finish before she sprints to the closed door.
Spike: (Looking at the room) I'd say that's ten minutes wouldn't you Little Bit?
Dawn: Feels like it to me.
Xander: Wait up guys...
They both give him a meaningful look.
Anya: (Whispering) I'd like to go too. I'm tired of waiting out here.
Dawn: Looks like majority rules.
Xander: (Scanning their faces) Fine, but I'm telling Buffy I didn't go willingly.
Spike: (Under his breath) Ninny.
The group enters the room.
Cut to interior: Tara's room
Cordy is frozen in her tracks after walking in to the picture of Angel and Buffy cuddled together in the small chair.
Willow: Cordelia? (Sees what she's looking at) Oh it's not...
Spike: I'd say it bloody is!
Dawn: What? (Peeks around Spike's shoulder to see the couple) Oh.
Anya: (Seeing them as well) Oh look how sweet they are!
Xander: Anya...
Cordy: I can't believe I rushed over here for this. I thought...
Tara: It's just a spell.
Group: What?
Tara: I did a sleeping spell. Buffy was stuck in one of those weird dreams we've been having. She never woke up from your blow.
Spike: Who's blow?
Xander: Cordy delivered a blow? To Buffy? And she's still walking?
Dawn: Why would you do that?
Cordy: I didn't do anything! It was an accident.
Xander: An accident? You knocked Buffy into dreamland and it was an accident? Yeah, that's your style I guess.
Cordy: How many times do I have to say this? None of you know what my style is anymore!
Spike: I don't rightly care if you strut the catwalks of Paris, nobody hits the slayer.
He steps towards her and Willow jumps up to stand in his way.
Dawn: Willow, what are you doing? You know that he can't hurt humans. He's just venting.
Willow: (exchanges a look with Cordy, Tara and Anya) I know. Habit I guess. This is a hospital room for gosh sakes. We're gonna get kicked out of here if you guys don't vacate.
Cordy: I'm not going anywhere until I find out what kind of spell this is. I had a vision earlier. That's why I came back.
Tara: What was it?
Xander: Can I just point out that we're the most visual bunch of evil fighters that I've ever known? We come down here because Buffy has a dream. Tara's down here because she did a spell. Willow's paralyzed cause Tara snuck into her dream. Cordy has vision and dreams. The green guy reads people and sees the future not to mention the messages from beyond. Maybe I should be lying down somewhere taking a nap so I won't feel so left out.
Cordy: Why don't you go do that?
Willow: Let's not be snippy people. Just because I don't do magic anymore doesn't mean your antagonistic energy isn't causing my sensors to go haywire.
Tara: Willow, Sit down, rest. Cordy, what was your vision?
Cordy: (Hesitates) I don't think I can really get into that here. At least not while they're still like that.
She points at Angel and Buffy and everyone begins to watch them.
Cut to Room
Buffy watches Angel soothing the baby in his arms.
Buffy: Angel, tell me what's going on.
Angel: I don't know how.
Buffy: I don't know how you can't. We've been through a lot, you and I. But this is new. And not what I ever thought I'd see. At least not in real life.
Angel: What?
Buffy: I dreamt once that you and I had a family. Before you left, before Prom. I dreamt that we'd have a child one day. I knew it was crazy and I never shared it with anyone. Wait...(Searches her mind-then begins to smile) Of course, I'm having a version of my other dream. I mean why not? I'm still dreaming right? Okay, there is not enough money in the world for the kind of therapy that I'm in desperate need of.
Angel: Buffy, you're not crazy. This all is happening for a purpose.
Buffy: Yeah, I'm sure it is. Hey, you didn't know Freud or any of those other guys back in the day did you? Didn't he do the dream thing? I bet they'd be able to straighten me right out? Oh, they were even before your time weren't they? (Smiles and walks closer to Angel as she holds her arms out) Here, let me have a turn. I love babies.
Angel: (Sees her hands and turns away protectively) No!
Buffy stops and drops her hands. She's obviously hurt by Angel's reaction.
Buffy: Angel? What's wrong? Can't I at least hold the baby in my dream? I bet he'll like me.
Angel: Buffy, you don't know what's happening. I don't even understand it. But I can't let you...
Buffy: Can't let me what? Geez, you act like he's really yours.
She tries to smile but Angel's face prevents her. He shows some pained emotion across his features and Buffy begins to realize that it's not just a dream.
Buffy: (Stepping back) Angel...who's baby is that?
Doyle: (V.O.)No time!
Buffy: (Looks up and screams) Shut up! (looks back at Angel) Who's baby is it?
Angel: (looks from Buffy down to Connor and back to Buffy)He's mine Buffy. This is my son.
Buffy's eyes well with tears as she shakes her head to block out the truth.
Angel: I don't know why he's here. I never meant...
Buffy: What? (Growing hysterical) You never meant for me to find out? You were never going to tell me? I don't understand. You're a vampire! You can't have children! You told me that! You left me because of it! Were you lying? Why would you lie to me?
Angel: (Connor begins to fuss anew under the tone and volume of Buffy's words)SShh. You're okay.
Buffy: Oh my God.
She looks away and feels a cold wind against her face. She looks into the wind and sees Spike laughing at her.
Buffy: No. (Turning away) Go away.
Angel: I don't have anywhere to go Buffy. We have to finish this together. All of us.
At that moment he collapses under an invisible weight and struggles to hold on to Connor. In the next instant Connor is gone and Angel looks frantically for him.
Doyle: (V.O.) He's coming!
Angel: Stop teasing us! (Shouts) You're a hero remember? Do the right thing Doyle! Help us!
Buffy looks and sees that Spike is gone. Connor is gone as well and she looks down at Angel on his hands and knees.
Doyle: (V.O.) So I guess I have to save the world again.
Buffy: I'd love to see you take a shot at it. I'm not fully functional at the moment. (Sarcastically)And it appears Angel has new responsibilities.
Angel: Buffy, you don't understand. I can explain.
Doyle: No time!
Buffy: Alright that's it! You stop giving us orders and show your face right now!
A wave of energy sweeps through the room and Buffy is knocked down a few feet from Angel. She tries to get up but sees Angel fading before her eyes.
Buffy: Angel? (He grows dimmer and just as he disappears she screams out) Don't leave Angel!
Cut to Tara's room
Buffy startles in Angel's arms and calls out for him. Her eyes open and she is awake trying to catch her breath and gather where she is.
Buffy: Angel? (She looks down at him asleep beneath her) Angel? (She begins shaking him frantically)
Willow: Buffy! Stop it. You're going to hurt him!
Buffy looks up in surprise and sees Willow and Tara watching her.
Buffy: What happened? How did we get here?
Tara: You were out of it and fighting us in your sleep. I sent Angel in after you.
Buffy: After me?
Willow: Into your dream. You've been calm since he joined you. until now. What happened?
Buffy: It's all kind of fuzzy. (A baby's cry wafts into the room from the hallway and Buffy turns toward it. She sees the others all watching her) It was a baby.
Cordy: What?
Buffy: (Looking at Cordy) You knew all along didn't you?
Cordy: The only thing I know for sure is that the Sunnydale train is leaving soon and all of you need to be on it. LA is our territory. We can handle it without you. We've done fine until now.
Buffy: Really? Shall we discuss that in length? I think we'd all be interested to hear exactly what's going on here.
Cordy: Buffy, don't. I don't know what you think you saw, but it's not your concern. This whole thing has gotten way out of hand.
Xander: Does anyone else feel like they're only hearing every other word of this conversation? I'm completely lost.
Buffy: Xander, Cordy's right. All of us don't need to be here. Why don't you and Anya take Dawn home to Sunnydale?
Dawn: I'm not going anywhere! Xander, you promised!
Willow: What did you promise Xander?
Xander: I just said that I would try and not leave her out of the goings on. But Dawnie, I'm sure you can't blame me for keeping you in the dark when I am also in the blackout right?
Buffy: Dawnie, I'm going to be right behind you. Tara will be released soon and we can ride back with...(Looks around) Where's Oz?
Cut to Hyperion
Wes is holding Connor when Oz walks in the lobby.
Wes: This is an unexpected surprise.
Oz: I don't know why. I was just here a few hours ago.
Wes: Yes well what can I do for you? Cordy just left demanding no one be allowed on the premises.
Oz: (Smirks) Well I'm sure she won't mind little old me. I dug the digs when I was here earlier and seeing as how the drama is ongoing at the hospital, I thought maybe you'd have some room at the inn.
Wes: Forgive me, I'm still digesting, 'dug the digs'.
Oz: Point taken. What can I say? I've got some beatnik in me.
Wes: As long as you take it with you when you go. (Smiles teasingly) Anyway, help yourself. Although I suggest staying away from the north wing, 3rd floor. Things are still pretty rundown there.
Oz: No problem. Thanks. By the way, what's with the kid?
Wes: (Looks at Connor uncomfortably) Long story I'm afraid and I think sleep is much more important to you right now.
Oz: (Yawning) I've never been one to argue with logic. Holler if you need me.
Wes watched him go up the stairs and whispers to Connor.
Wes: I think there shall be plentiful hollering when your Dad gets back and sees a Sunnydale straggler.
Cut to Dark Room
Angel stands slowly finding himself alone. He feels a tap on his shoulder and spins. Doyle stands before him with that familiar grin.
Angel: Doyle? Where did he go?
Doyle: I can remember a time when your only concern would be where 'she' went.
Angel: A lot's happened.
Doyle: I know. I've been watching her. And let me tell you, you have no clue.
Angel: Why have you been watching Buffy?
Doyle: Not the time old friend. I've only got a minute and I'm not even supposed to be talking to you. Pretty neat trick with the mystical nap. Although I shouldn't be surprised. So I only have one questions before I explain.
Angel: What's that?
Doyle: Are you ready to make with the grown up talk? Angel: Okay, that was bizarre.
Doyle: What?
Angel: You saying that. I was just thinking about when you said that to me the first time. It was just before I ran into Cordy.
Doyle: Yeah, I wish I had time to ask you all the questions I have about you two but now's not the time. You asked me to do something, to be the hero...again. Well, I don't have a lot of time. I'm not even supposed to be talking to you. Pretty snazzy trick with the magic sleep.
Angel: I've always had a thing for spells.
Doyle: (Smiling) You still have that wicked humor I see. Man I've missed that.
Angel: I appreciate the sentiment Doyle, but maybe we should get back to...
Doyle: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I see you're also still about the business first and foremost.
Angel: The policy's worked for me so far.
Doyle: Fine, but you better listen up. I'm only gonna say this once.