"How did this happen?"
"I don't have time to explain...he doesn't have time." Willow looked up at Buffy with fear in her eyes. She was kneeling at Giles' side on the floor. Buffy knelt down beside her.
"We have to extract some of the infected blood. It's the quantity of the demon's poison that's killing him. If we can get most of it out, the rest should be able to be broken down and destroyed by the body's processes."
"Can't you do a spell or something?" Buffy pleaded.
"Tried, but we need to physically drain the poisoned blood out of his system before it infects major organs." Willow informed.
"How much blood?"
"Not sure..." Willow said with worry and uncertainty.
Spike hurried through the door, covered with a blanket, smoking from the exposure to the sun.
"Spike, what are you doing here and where's Olivia?"
"I came to help. I called Dawn and convinced her to go back to the house and watch her."
"Thanks." Buffy said to him.
"We have to get the blood out quickly and carefully." Willow redirected their attention back to Giles.
"How?" Buffy asked.
"I'll do it." Spike volunteered. Buffy looked at him and could tell he was being serious.
"What?" she questioned.
"I'm a vampire, remember?" Buffy hated thinking of him as a vampire. "I'll be able to tell when he has just enough blood left, and the poison won't effect me." he pointed out. He had thought of almost everything in only a short amount of time.
"Haven't you forgot about a certain something?" Buffy hinted.
"I know this bloody chip won't make it easy, and I don't really fancy Giles that much, but I know he means a lot to you." Spike was being sincere. It was then that Buffy realized although Spike didn't have a soul, he had a heart...even if it wasn't beating.
"I don't know..." Willow said uneasily.
"You just said it yourself, mate. We don't have a lot of time. If you don't trust me, trust this bleeting chip in my head."
Willow knew this was Giles' best chance. She looked at Buffy as if to give the go-ahead.
"Do what you have to do."