Coughing a little, Xander propped himself up on his elbows. "I'm fine, but…" he answered as Angel held a hand out to help him up. Xander took his hand and sat up, then stood. He continued, "What the hell was that?"
A dark and veiny Willow glided past the door in midair. She stopped in the middle of the doorframe and let her feet touch the ground, also setting the pale and shriveled, helpless body of Tara on the porch. She smirked as she looked into the house of confused faces. "You didn't think I was just gonna let any of you leave, did you?"
Never taking their eyes off of her, Angel took a step closer to Willow with his hand out. "Willow, you can't do this…"
"And why not?" Willow tilted her head, smirking. She didn't care what anyone had to say, Tara moaning in pain on the floor. "I can do this!" Willow lifted her hand and zapped Angel, sending him straight back and slamming him against the stairs. She chuckled, admiring her powers.
Xander glanced over his shoulder at Angel. When he saw Angel start to stand on his own, he turned his attention back to Willow. He cried out, "Willow! You have to stop!"
Shaking her head, Willow stated simply, "No." She threw her hand up again, sending a surge of energy to Xander and rattling his body. "I won't stop until Buffy's--"
"Buffy's what?" Spike questioned as he stepped towards the door without fear. "She's back as a monster?"
Willow flips her wrist, but her purple haze fizzes. Nothing came out, but a feeling of sadness over her. She had no more power to hurt Spike the way his words pained her. Even worse, she had nothing to defend herself against Angel or Xander.
Angel inched closer to her and muttered, "You can't let this happen to her."
Tears started forming in Willow's eyes. "She's supposed to be here." At that moment, her control over Xander's body weakened even more. He was able to fight the shakes Willow sent through his body. When she realized her loss of control, she tried taking over him again, but failed.
"Come on, Willow," Xander stated, trying to resist her powers. "You can't do this. You have to stop…"
"No!" she yelled as she used the last of her strength to zap Tara. The sparks between the two grew, Tara gasping for air, and Willow exhaling pink smoke. Willow floated about the ground again as she hissed out, "Give up!" She smiled and her eyes glowed as they were focused on Angel. "I'll be seeing you later, Angel."
Spike flinched as the door slammed hard, nearly shaking the entire house. "This can't be any good," he commented.
Angel clenched his hands into fists. He knew that Spike was right, and they were in for some trouble. "Spike, go tell Wesley that we're trapped."
Shaking out the last of Willow's magic, Xander took a few steps closer to Angel. He sniffled back the tears he formed from seeing Willow in that state. He spoke softly, "What are we going to do now?"
Staring out of the broken glass window of the front door, Angel replied in a calm voice, "Wait till sunset." He started towards the living room, avoiding the sunspot the door's damage left. "She has to let us out then."
