Angel had been sleeping when he heard the door of the apartment being ripped open. Even with grabbing the sword next to the couch there were too many of Glory's Minions to fight by himself and the last thing he remembered was the sword coming right at his head.

"Are you okay sweetie?" Tara asked Willow who had been stirring the same cup of coffee for hours. "Is it about Buffy's mom or Glory?"

"Both actually," Willow admitted. "What's that old saying 'it never rains, but it pours,' well it's really pouring right now."

"We'll handle Glory and I'm sure the doctors will do everything they can for Buffy's Mom. I just hope Buffy will be okay, I know how it feels to loose your mom."

"Okay enough moping" Willow decided standing up. "Let's go see if Angel needs any help and then we can call Buffy and Spike to make sure they got there alright."

"Sounds like a plan." Tara smiled kissing her girlfriend. "Let's do the Scooby Thing."

"Angel," Willow screamed noticing the broken door. "Angel."

"Over here." Angel groaned. "I got attacked." He explained unnecessarily.

"What about Dawn?" Tara asked as Willow helped Angel to the couch.

"I don't know." Angel admitted. "I just woke up."

"I'll go check." Willow turned to the bedroom. "It's gone." She yelled running back into the room.

"Damn it. That means Glory has everything she needs for the apocalypse." Angel slammed his fist breaking the coffee table.

"No she doesn't." Tara reassured them. "It has to be a full moon for the ritual to work. Which means we have about a week to find and stop her."

"How do you know that?" Willow asked. "Have you been doing research without me?"

"Willow, I love you and I'm here to help, but I didn't tell you about my family. I'm a …well… I'm a gypsy. You remember Jenny Calendar, well she was my cousin."