Buffy woke up on a cold floor in a dark room with her hands and feet chained up.
"Finally, we were afraid you were never going to wake up." A female voice from the shadows exclaimed.
"Where's Spike?" Buffy demanded.
"You're in no position to be asking questions. Now, if you tell us what you are we can start interrogating you."
"I'm not telling you anything until I have Spike."
"Hostile 17 is having his own interrogation downstairs."
"Hostile 17?"
"Oh I'm sorry. It's been so long since I've talked to someone about what we do that I forget our lingo. A hostile is what you would refer to as a vampire. Right now we are starting the process of rehabilitating him from a blood sucking monster to a controlled agent that may prove useful in the future although I seriously doubt that with the ease of his capture."
"He's not a threat. He's my boyfriend and he helps me fight evil."
"Ah yes, He's what you called a "Watcher." So tell me what kind of creature needs a "Watcher" to help her "fight evil" as you put it."
"You people have no idea what you're dealing with. Right now you have the Slayer and a good vampire locked up when there could be evil demons snacking on innocent co-eds all over New York. Now I don't kill humans, but right now I'm putting you and this entire operation in the bad guy camp and believe me when I say I fight bad guys." Buffy glared at her unknown interrogator.
The door opened, "So do I" Spike cracked as he and Faith stormed into the room knocking out the woman and unchaining Buffy.
"Good to see you Faith," Buffy smiled as she rubbed her arms
"Reunion later B, we seriously need to get out of this freaky lab theme they've got going on. Who are these guys?"
"My Psychology Professor, Professor Walsh. I knew her voice sound familiar." Buffy gasped as she noticed the unconscious body.
"A Professor at MY University did this to me." Spike asked incredulously.
"Wow, you two sure make college sound like fun." Faith joked, "I should use this next year when Giles starts trying to pressure me into going."