Giles opened the swinging door and headed straight for Spike who sat in tears on a waiting room chair. "Where is she?" His face shared a look of empathy, as he sat down by Spike.

Spike looked up from his tear-stained palms, to look at the watcher. "She's…still in the surgery room. Their trying to give her moor blood." Spike croaked out each word as if it made him feel like he himself was guilty.

Giles did nothing but give him a acknowledging nod, "She'll be fine you know. She's a slayer, and blood loss isn't the worse that's happened to her."

Spike shook his head in doubt. It was his fault he knew it. It was just a matter of time before everyone else found that out too. He was too occupied in Casey to even notice Buffy. "It's all my fault. I could've helped her but…but I didn't."

Giles felt as if he should hug him at this point but he knew it wouldn't be appropriate for their type of relationship, "Spike, Buffy's not dead. You mustn't blame yourself for this."

"But what if I did. What if I could've saved her? Huh? I was supposed to look after her and little bit. I promised to!" The tears, in which he could not contain, spilled down his cheeks onto the fabric of the chair. "I'm a disappointment."

Giles didn't understand why Spike was beating himself up over this. Spike never cried. He was more of that tough, rebel type. But it was obvious that his soul was making his feelings come out.

Willow, Xander, Anya, and Dawn, ran into the room as quickly as possible. Willow took a few breaths before speaking, "What…what happened Spike?" Her cheeks were all flushed from the long run.

Spike wiped away the tears and he groggily answered, "An old vampire I used to know came to town looking to kill the slayer. Surprise, surprise, his demon friends almost succeeded the task. Thanks to Casey's Dracula like quality."

Xander chimed, "Ooh, did he turn into a bat?" Everyone gave him that annoyed look, which made him feel uncomfortable as he slipped down into a nearby chair.

Spike responded, "He had these hypnotic eyes that made Buffy stay in one place. He did it to me too. It gave those demon pals of his to suck up Buffy's blood."

Dawn gulped in disgust, "Eww…what a creep. I-is she okay? Can we see her yet?"

Spike shook his head as he stood up and gave Dawn a hug, "I'm sorry little bit, the slayer is still back there. We haven't been given the doctor's permission to go back yet. I won't let anything happen to her like this again. I promise."

Dawn hugged him back, "I know. It wasn't your fault. That vamp had hypnotic eyes so you're not held responsible under my book." She let go of him and genuinely smiled at his glistening tears.

Spike nodded, "Thanks little bit."

The gang turned around to see the doctor walking towards them slowly. Spike gulped, "I hope she's okay" The thought of losing her raced around in his mind and he inferred from the look on the doctor's face, that the results would be traumatic.