Tara burst through the front door, exhausted. She flopped down on the couch and sat Willow beside her. That was when Giles walked into the room, rubbing his head.

"Oh, good, you're alright." Giles said, his voice sounded wasted away. Tara could hear the attempted enthusiasm in his voice as he collapsed in a chair across from them.

"Um, yeah, except kind of not really." Willow tried an innocent smile.

"She has no feeling in her legs." Tara whispered, not wanting to be too loud. She was guessing that Dawn was asleep upstairs.

"Oh, dear." He paused, "Are you sure?"

Willow rolled her eyes slightly and gave him a "duh" look.

Giles shook his head. "How did this happen?"

Willow gave him the "duh" look again. He nodded slowly.

"We're going to have to call an ambulance, then."

"Oh, but isn't t-t-that loud?" Tara worried, "W-won't it wake Dawnie? I don't want her to get upset."

"She probably not sleeping, anyway."

"But- don't you have your car?"

"Yes, I guess so… but…"

Willow sighed loudly. "Why don't you guys just load me on into his car, okay? I don't want an ambulance! Those are loud and I don't want so much fuss made and they cost six hundred dollars to ride in!"

"Willow, you could be paralyzed." Tara sighed.

Giles stared at her. "Six hundred dollars?"

(Scene cut thing)

"Hey, is anyone there?" Janice stared at the looming building in front of her.

"No!" Came the small shout back.

"Can you let me in? I- I'm interested in your coven!" She shouted to the door. A few second passed, and then the door opened a crack. A small face peered out at her.

"Go away."

"I thought Anya lived here…"

"Please go away?" The girl said in a question format, as if being more polite would drive her away.

"Oh, please." Janice muttered sarcastically. "I know she's there."

The door shut again, and just when Janice was about to pound on it again, it opened once more.

"Hi there. Anya says she knows it's a trick. Leave now." The little girl chirped, starting to close the door again.

"No, it's not. They didn't send me. I came here because I wanted to." She insisted, pressing her hand against the door to keep her from closing it.

"No. Leave!" The girl struggled to shove the door shut, but Janice held it in place. Then, in horrified fascination, she watched as the door began to dissipate under Janice's palm. First the outer edges of the door began to melt away, slowly creeping around and around until Janice only held a small section of steel in her hand. Anya stood slightly back from the now open doorway.

"Uh… you can come in."

(A.N. I know this chapter's kind of short, but I'm making progress people! I'm just not sure what I should do with Willow's situation. Should she stay paralyzed, or maybe it's only temporary, maybe they have to amputate her legs or something, I dunno. If you have any suggestions, that would be excellent. Thanx for reading :) )