"There is someone else inside of her. I will take her out, so Angel will not leave again." Buffy said as Fred stared at Buffy, scared. Fred was lifted into the air, who freaked out more, her arms swinging in the air. Fred was covered in purple smoke and then dropped to the ground.

Fred shot up from the ground and started coughing, the color already returning to her cheeks. The purple cloud had disappeared and Buffy stared down at Fred. Fred stared right back up at Buffy, "She was taking me over… I felt it… she was there…"

"Fred!" Angel shouted, at the top of the stairs, causing everyone to look at him. He raced down the stairs, running over to her. "Are you okay? You disappeared…"

"I am fine… Buffy… did something…" Fred gasped, her strength returning to her at a fast pace. Her look turned to worry as she stared at Angel, "Where is Wesley?" She asked, wondering where he was. Angel's body froze, going rigid.

"He's dealing with someone… after you disappeared, a little friend came and told us everything, someone named Illryia was supposed to take you over… he said there was no way to stop it, how did Buffy?" He looked at Buffy, watching her, bewildered.

Buffy smiled, seeing Angel was back with her. She didn't know if he would return, but now that he had, she was satisfied again. "The thing inside of her, I killed it. It did fix her, right?"

Willow watched her best friend with wide eyes. Buffy just performed a feat that was seemingly impossible. Angel and Spike also stared at her, while Fred stayed on the ground, rambling on about the thing that was inside her body.

"Peaches, maybe we should take the Slayer up to your office…" Spike started but was immediately interrupted by Angel.

"I agree. Willow, take Fred upstairs, I am sure you will find someone eventually, Spike and I need to talk to Buffy, especially since she is able to talk now, thanks to me…" Angel absently put his hand to his head, feeling the spot where Buffy's hand went through it.

Willow nodded, helping Fred get up. She didn't know what was going on, but evidently many things, and she hoped she could get alone with one of them sooner or later to be filled in on Buffy, as well as the new story with Fred.

"Buffy, would you like to come with Spike and I?" Angel asked nicely to Buffy who turned to them and nodded as Spike put his hand on her back and led her to the elevator. Buffy jumped when the elevator started, purple wisps beginning to come off her body. Angel wrapped his arms around Buffy, trying to calm her down. Her body relaxed as he rocked her gently, as Spike watched, trying hard not to growl.

Buffy went into Angel's office and immediately went to the window, looking at L.A., surprised and intrigued as she touched the window. Spike stormed into the room, still a little angry as Angel could not help but smirk at Spike.

"Peaches, you've seen what Slayer can do, what are we supposed to do? Keep her here in L.A.?" Spike asked bitterly, sitting down on the black leather chair. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it, not caring if he was allowed to or not.

"We need Willow to resurface her memories of Buffy, and then when we have our Buffy back, we can-" Angel was sitting in his office chair, his eye still watching Buffy, just in case she caused some trouble.

"Peaches, she has other memories, there is no way she will be the same." Spike took another drag from his cigarette, his eyes also moving to gaze over at Buffy. He hated the fact that he was still feeling something towards her, after trying so hard to get rid of them.

Buffy turned around and looked at them. "You two are angry at each other, and you like to argue. I can help, you two will be…" She paused, searching for the right word and she smiled, "friends." Before Spike and Angel could even protest Buffy spoke appeared around both Angel and Spike, much to their protests.

"Bloody hell Slayer!" Spike cried out, trying to push away the smoke that surrounded him. Angel was freaking out as he fell back against the wall, causing the swords that were hanging to fall.

The smoke disappeared instantly as Buffy watched, not knowing that she had done anything bad. Spike and Angel both stood up, holding their heads, which were aching.

"Hey, Peaches, you okay?" Spike asked Angel, his hand dropping to the side, his voice concerned and worried, wondering if Angel was alright.

"Yeah, I am fine, Thanks Spike. What just happened? And what about you? You look like you just saw a ghost." Angel looked down at the swords on the ground and began picking them up, hanging them on the wall.

Spike walked over to Angel and helped him. "I don't know, last thing I remember is bringing Buffy into here, and to tell you the truth, I was a little jealous of your hug with Buffy."

Angel looked at Spike, a little hurt for a moment. "Oh, I am sorry; she needed to be calmed down. You should've seen me when you went to go clean her up, I got so mad, I mean, despite being away from her this long, I love her still."

"I do too Peaches, I mean, I tried to ignore them, but I love Buffy. But she is off limits, I know she is yours" Spike smiled at Angel, knowing Angel was meant to be with Buffy, not himself.

Angel gave his sheepish smile to Spike. "No, Spike, I can't, I mean, you are better for her, I am just the guy who saves the world, I am not supposed to end up with anyone, it's a curse…" Spike and Angel both argued for a bit and then watched each other in silence, finally reaching over and hugging each other.

Harmony walked into the room holding some paperwork and saw them hugging. The paperwork dropped as all the papers flew in multiple directions while Harmony stared at Angel and Spike, her mouth dropped open in total shock.