Buffy sighed, she was still in pain. Everyone looked at her curiously, she began to feel uncomfortable, "what?! I don't know anything." She muttered, looking down at her hands. "Don't know, or don't want to remember?" Willow quirked an eyebrow, "I mean, I understand seeing all of us die had to be hard, and the feelings…" she trailed off, into her own little world, "oh god, the feelings." Willow shook her head, "but, Buffy, you have to describe it to us." She leaned onto the table.
"Yeah, Buff, we can't fight this thing if you don't tell us what to look for." Xander smirked, "oh, I know that, but the thing is…I only remember the feelings. I can't remember anything else." Buffy frowned in thought, then got up and walked over to the bookshelf, picking out a few books and set them down on the table again. Everyone looked at her curious again. "See, maybe I can skim though these books, look at the different powers and pictures of the demons, maybe try to rustle up some memories?"
Buffy sighed, sitting down, "sorry, it sounded better in my head." She muttered. "Wait, maybe you're onto something." Willow stood up, and hurriedly walked over behind the counter, looking for something.
Xander picked up a random book off the table and flipped it open, upon seeing the picture he wrinkled his nose, then held the book up for everyone to see, "this our guy?" he asked Buffy. She looked at the picture, "no, nothing familiar about it." "ah-ha!" everyone looked at Willow, who now held a bag of herbs and a spell book, she walked over to the table, setting the bag down, instantly Dawn picked it up, "ew. Smells like rotten eggs." She muttered to no one in particular.
Willow ignored the comment, looking at Buffy, "I've heard of a spell that might help us out. It's a binding spell, it'll let us connect minds, I can search through your memories, thoughts and all that great stuff. Maybe I can find a memory which contains the power of the demon or maybe even a picture of the demon." Willow shrugged. "W-Willow, those spells are all risky, you can both be stuck in each others minds forever." Tara stood up, looking concerned.
"Yeah, Will, I mean, it could be dangerous. Buffy's book idea was good." Xander gestured toward the pile of books which had seemed to have grown. Willow frowned, "yeah if you want to spend the rest of your life searching through books." She muttered, crossing her arms, then immediately regretted saying that, "I'm sorry Buffy, it's a good idea, but I think it'll take too long." Buffy nodded in agreement, "I know." She paused looking around at all of her friends.
"I think we should give Willow's idea a shot." "What? Buffy, no. you heard Tara, it's dangerous!" Dawn stood up, and Xander tried to get away from the argument by sticking his nose in another book, trying to look busy. "Yeah, it's risky, but so is not giving it a try." Buffy sighed, "So I say we go for it."
Tara frowned, "are you sure about this?" Buffy nodded, and Spike stood up walking toward the door, "where are you going?" "Out for a smoke." He called over his shoulder and opened the door, the bell ringing as he walked into the darkness.
Buffy looked back at Willow, "when is the soonest time we can do the spell?" Willow looked back at Tara then flipped the book she had been holding, open. "Well," she read on silently, "most of these items are already here in the Magic Box. But, I'll have to go search for a few more items." She looked up from the book, shutting it, "around tomorrow afternoon."
Buffy nodded, "sounds like a plan." She sighed looking at Xander whom was falling asleep over the book he had opened. She chuckled, "Xander, you need to go home and get some rest." She paused, how come Anya is being so quiet throughout this whole process? She looked around and spotted her lying on the floor next to the table, sound asleep. "And so does Anya." She smirked.
Buffy looked back at Willow, Tara, and Dawn as Xander got up, slowly picked up Anya, and left through the back door, "lock up!" he called over his shoulder. Dawn crossed her arms in defeat, Buffy looked at her, "Dawn, I have to do this." She whispered, and then looked at Willow, "I'll see you tomorrow." Willow nodded, "going slaying?"
Buffy sighed, "Yep, hopefully I can find some dead person with information on this next big-bad." She paused pulling her coat tighter around her neck, "don't forget to lock up." With that she walked out the door, the annoying bell ringing again.
When she got outside she looked around for Spike, he was nowhere to be seen. Must have gone back to his crypt.