Fred clung to Wesley again. She could just tell when someone wasn't going to be kind or polite.

Wes chuckled a little. "Yes, that would help... Oh fine miss. Would you happen to know the way out of here?" Hoping Buffy wouldn't send them straight back to their rooms, "Or at least where my things are?" he added cautiously now getting the feeling this was the wrong person to ask.

Fred was shaking. She didn't want to be separated from someone she hoped to call a friend. He was her only source of comfort.

"Of course I do," Buffy said helpfully, "Oh, but before you leave you're required to do a examination, it's policy."

"And...and if we do that, we can go?" Fred asked timidly.

"Right, I understand.. um, and what kind of exam is this may I ask?" Trying not to jump into things to quickly.

"Why naturally," Buffy said nodding, "It's just a routine exam, nothing big. Now, if you both follow me." She walked into one of the vacant rooms, "The girl should go first, it'll take less time."

Fred stared at Wesley, tried to smile, and followed the scary blonde lady.

MEANWHILE

"Dammit!" Dawn said under her breath as she scanned the preliminary tox report. Nothing harmful in her system. She must have just led Anya to believe she was giving her something lethal. Mad that she had fallen for another of Buffy's dirty tricks, she headed back up to the wing.

Dawn reentered Anya's room. "Miss Jenkins?" she sighed. "There wasn't anything foreign in your blood. Buffy must have just tried to tell you that she did to scare you. But listen to me, if she ever says anything like that to you again, or does anything, come and find me, okay?"

"Oookay."Anya said, confused. "So, I'm not going to die?"

"No, you're going to be just fine," Dawn said.

"What about the people with the bunnies?" Anya asked looking up to Dawn.

"The people with the bunnies aren't going to hurt you," Dawn said wearily.

"I know." Anya said, annoyed. These people had not been listening to her. "The people with the bunnies need our help."

"I know they do. But it's okay, you don't have to worry about it." Anya had been a patient here for a while and she was used to playing along with her delusions.

"Yes. We do. The dream, the people were dead, and there was bunnies! THERE WAS BUNNIES AND DEAD PEOPLE!" Anya stood up shouting. "THEY NEED OUR HELP BEFORE THEY'RE DEAD!"

Suddenly Anya fell backwards. Grabbing her head. "No! No more bunnies! Please! Stop it!" She was screaming.

"Ssshhh," Dawn said, rushing to give Anya something to calm her. Dawn stuck Anya with a needle containing a sedative. Every so often she got to the point where she had to be sedated.

MEANWHILE

Buffy shut the door behind Fred after giving Wesley a reassuring smile to let him know nothing would happen. She then turned to Fred, "What's your name?"

"W-Winifred Burkle..."

Wes still didn't trust the nurse much as the door closed in front of him, he leaned against the wall, nervously waiting..

"Good, that's real good," Buffy said walking over to one of the cabinets, "So, what were you in here for Fred? I can call you Fred, right?"

"I guess...a-and, I was in here 'cause they found me walking around in the dark."

"Oh, did they?" Buffy said, "That's too bad. Okay, I'm going to need you to look straight ahead for me, kay?" She got one of the cotton swaps, which had hints of mdma on it, one of her own personal items.

Something felt not right, but Fred decided it was just herself being paranoid. Maybe she was almost out.

"That man outside," Buffy said as she ran the swap along Fred's ear, knowing the effects would take hold soon, "He your boyfriend?"

"Yes," Fred lied.

"Well good," Buffy said, "Cause, when this stuff kicks in, he's going to have a great time."

Fred looked at Buffy. "What do you mean?"

Buffy winked, "Let's just say you'll be feeling the love in a minute."

It took everything in Fred not to run for the door. She was scared and wanted to hide, but she couldn't. "W-what are you doing?" she asked.

Wes began to pace outside the door wishing Fred would come out soon.

"Having fun, " Buffy said simply, "Oh come on, don't give me any lip or I may get angry."

Something was definitely wrong. Remembering the screaming lady and all the attention she'd gotten, Fred screeched at the top of her lungs, hoping Wesley could hear her.

Buffy slapped Fred as hard as she could, "Don't you dare yell, you'll make it worse if you yell."

Fred backed up, tears welling up in her eyes. "Please don't hurt me!" she cried.

Wes jumped hearing Fred's scream. He tried the door knob but it was locked so he stepped back and tried to kick down the door. No luck, and slamming against it with his good shoulder didn't help much more. His eyes frantically searched down the hall hoping a doctor was near by.