XANDER

"You don't know what the hell your talking about you stupid son of a bitch!" he heard a voice scream as he walked through–what was left-- the Hyperion doors.

Xander looked at the teenage boy who's gaze was darting back and forth between him and Faith? Then his eyes traveled back to Faith being held back by Wesley and some black guy. It didn't take a genius to figure out what was happening before they had walked in.

"What's going on here!" Willow exclaimed... ok now it literally didn't take a genius to figure out what was happening. Willow being said genius.

"Just phyco-bitch acting up again." he heard himself exclaim. Hey who doesn't hold grudges? Just looking at her brought bile up his throat. "Aren't you supposed to be in jail? What the hell are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" he heard a familiar voice demand.

"Well Whoredi.., I mean Cordelia" he voluntarily slipped. "It's good to see you!" Bingo

"I would say, its good to see you too, but then... that would be a lie." she bit back double Bingo

"And I would say you look thinner every time I see you, but--since were trying to be honest here..." Jackpot!

"Guys! Can you stop for one minute!" screamed Willow. She turned back to Wesley but before she could say anything he interrupted her. His accent thick.

"Willow Im so sorry, I should have warned you, and I accept full responsibility for anything that happens."

"Anything that hap... what are you talking about Wesley?" Xander said his puzzlement mirroring that of Willows.

"You mean to say you don't know?" Suddenly Wesley blanched

"Don't know what, Wesley did something happen to Buffy!" Willow shrieked, ignoring the comforting arm Xander put around her.

"No, not Buffy," said a voice and the AI team as well as the Scoobies all turned to look at Anya standing by the front desk, looking intently at some sort of envelope. "I think you guys are gunna wanna see this."

WILLOW

The silence was eerie. Around her the Scoobies sat, all in their own little worlds. Willow was still in shock. That was the # 1 reason she could come up with of why she sat still looking at the same drawing for 1h now, of why her skin felt cold, and her throat dry.

Screaming and crying your lungs out was second place runner up.

"God what are we doing!" yelled Faith all of the sudden causing Willow to shriek once more. " we should be out there fighting! I really need to kill something"

"How about we save the 16 year old girl that trapped with evil-dead-boy, and you can go kill whatever-or should I say whoever- the hell you want." Xander snapped.

Willow rubbed her temples, not again.

"We-are-a-team Xander, and your going to have to deal with that fact whether you like it, or not"

this has to be the 10th time they're fighting,

"or not!" he replied.

Enough is enough

"SILENCE!" she screamed, and everything went quiet... but only because the door had opened again.