"How'd your patrol go last night?" Angel asked as Buffy walked in to the
mansion after spending the night at her mothers.
"Great." She was staring at a glowing sphere in her hands.
"What's that?"
"Hell if I know. I found it at a factory after I killed that biker vamp."
"Huh."
"I'll ask Giles about it today."
"How was your mother?"
"Ugh! Don't even remind me! She's all cuddle-wuddle with Dawn. Dawn took credit for MY breakfast I made for mom!"
"Buffy, she's the baby and you're away a lot. You have responsibilities to take care of."
"Well, my mom is one of them now. She's sick and the doctors don't know what's wrong with her. She has an appointment today."
"I know. She'll be fine Buffy."
"Yeah, she better. Ok, we need to go see Giles. Grand Opening day. Remember?"
"Oh yeah."
"Buffy! Why'd you run off like that?" Dawn asked, bursting into the mansion.
Angel looked at Buffy and she shrugged. "I wanted to have a little time with you before her Most Annoying One came in."
"I am not annoying!"
"Get over it. You are."
"We're leaving. Come on."
Angel grabbed his jacket and followed Buffy and Dawn out. They walked to the Magic Box, Dawn a ways behind. Buffy insisted on walking fast. She opened the door and heard the jingle of the bell above the door. She stopped, impressed. They both took a look around. The place was fully set up. Mystical volumes, exotic bottles, skulls and bones, and a wide variety of other magical paraphernalia all stood neatly stacked on display. A few things were marked "On Sale!" In the center of it all stood Giles. He was proudly dressed in a purple pointy wizard's hat and cloak adorned with little yellow stars and crescents. Buffy and Angel looked at Giles. Giles looked back at them. There was a long pause and then Giles quietly removed the hat and cloak, setting them aside behind the counter.
Dawn burst in through the door. "Told you, you couldn't ditch me." Dawn took a look around. "Whoa, Mr. Giles, this place is so, wow, I mean.. check out all the magic junk!"
"Our new slogan." Giles said.
"When's it open? You know, for customers."
"Since nine this morning, actually."
"Go. Browse. And.." Buffy started, but Dawn cut her off.
"'You break it, you bought it.' I heard you the first sixty times." Dawn walked off and Buffy and Angel went over to Giles.
"Not to worry. I have a very good feeling about this place. Magic's a small niche market, but think about it: Sunnydale. Monsters. Supply. Demand. They will be lines around the block in no time." Giles said.
"Oh yeah. Money, hand over fist." Buffy said. "Which, I guess is a good thing."
"Buffy, are you all right? You seem distracted."
"Slayer-wise, I'm tip-top. But Mom's still sick, and we don't know what the deal is."
"She is getting medical attention?"
"Oh yeah. Got a whole, highly trained medical staff working round the clock to tell us diddly."
"I'm sorry. But time and patience can both be great comforts in.." Giles was cut off by the bell ringing and Willow and Riley walked in.
"Giles! Where's your hat and cloak?" Willow asked.
"The hype was out of control." Riley said.
"Willow! You gotta see this, they have the coolest talismens. Mans. Talis- guys.." Dawn said.
"Actually, I've got a little Scooby-centric deal to deal with first." Buffy said. She reached into her knapsack and produced the glowing orb from the factory. She put it on the counter. The group gathered around. "I put it before the group.. What the hell is this?"
"Appears to be paranormal in origin." Giles said.
"How can you tell?" Angel asked.
"Well, it's so shiny."
"Found it on patrol." Buffy said.
"May be more where that came from. I say we all go out again tonight." Riley said.
"Uh.. Sure."
"You can't patrol. Buffy said." Dawn said to Riley.
"No I didn't."
"Yeah, remember? It'd be easier if you didn't have to look out for anybody..?"
"Yeah, but I wasn't talking about.."
"Don't worry about it."
"She just said you look better when you're all weak and kitteny, and she better go with Angel or you'd get hurt. So welcome to the club, she'll never let me go either.." Dawn trailed off as she realized everyone was staring at her. "What? What? What?"
"Giles, you got that danger room set up out back? I'm feeling the need for a little physical re-hab about now." Riley asked.
"Of course. This way. If any customers do show up.." Giles said to Willow.
"On it." Willow said.
"We're going." Buffy said to Dawn and Angel.
"Buffy, wait. Go easy on her." Willow said.
"Why?"
"I can't help it. I have all this involuntary empathy for Dawn, cause she's, you know, a big spaz."
"Yeah, but she's so annoying. Especially now Mom's sick and Dawn's all over her, while I have to be the grown-up, and they're like the giggle twins and how come I never get to be the Little Pumpkin Belly?"
"While I don't feel qualified to address that last part, I can tell you, Dawn's not just the youngest. She's the baby. Maybe your Mom needs that now."
"Like Dawn even cares what.. You have no idea how much I wish I were an only child these days." Buffy and Willow shared a look that was broken when a crash came from behind them and Dawn saying, "Oops." Buffy rolled her eyes and took Angel's hand. She waved at everyone and left.
Angel pulled Buffy back and let Dawn walk a little ways ahead of them. "Buffy, you wanna talk?"
"Not really. I just wanna get home to mom. Make sure she's ok." Buffy said.
"I do too. But Willow was right back there. Maybe your mom does need a little TLC from Dawn."
"Traitor." Buffy started to walk off, but Angel grabbed her wrist and pulled her tightly to him. He smothered her lips in a smoldering kiss that melted Buffy's knees.
"If you want a nickname, I'm qualified to give you one." Angel whispered in her ear.
"What'd you have in mind?"
"I'll tell you later."
"Would you guys stop making out in public?" Dawn called. "It's embarrassing!"
Buffy rolled her eyes and pushed Angel away. They arrived at the Summers' house and heard the TV on in the living room.
"Mom?" Buffy called. "Mom!" Buffy entered the living room to find Joyce lying on the couch, looking bad. She wasn't unconscious but she was obviously in pain. Dawn rushed to her side. Angel clicked the TV off, ending the noise.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"It's my head.." Joyce said.
"Come on. I'm taking you to the doctors." Buffy said.
"No, sweetheart, I'm fine."
"No! You don't know that! We don't know anything. Come on."
"I just need my prescription. Please."
Buffy paused then took the prescription bottle. "Hospital pharmacy open?" Joyce nodded. "Ten minutes."
Buffy and Angel walked out to the Jeep and drove to the hospital. They got to the Pharmacy and waited for the people to fill them out.
"Buffy, are you ok?" Angel asked.
"That scared me so bad Angel." Buffy said.
"I know. It scared me too. I love your mother as much as I loved my own. She didn't have to accept me, but she did. I don't want anything to happen to her either."
"Miss Summers?" A lady said behind the counter.
She handed Buffy a bag and Buffy and Angel burst out of the door marked 'PHARMACY.' Buffy was examining the fine print on the orange plastic bottle as she and Angel walked up the hallway, barely noticing the gurney wheeling in the entrance, coming her way. The gurney was pushed by a three- person medical team, led by Ben, the doctor guy that Buffy and Angel had met the last time Joyce had been in the hospital. Ben saw Buffy and Angel. "Hey. It's um, Buffy and Angel, isn't it?"
"Um.." Buffy said.
"Ben. But you can just call me 'Man-Nurse' like everyone.. whoa!" Ben was cut off by the guy on the gurney suddenly convulsing violently. Ben tried holding him down, but even using all his strength, it wasn't happening.
"I don't belong here! I have important instructions! Fascists!" the guy yelled.
"Okay, now you're hurting the nice intern who's here to help you. Could we get a doctor here? We need nine ccs of Phenobarbital in this guy now." Ben said as Buffy calmly and efficiently strode to Ben's side, and with one Slayer-strengthened hand, held the patient down. Angel went over and held down the patient's other shoulder to cover Buffy. "Or not. Let's strap him. For your own good, promise." Ben looked at Buffy. "Not to be rampantly sexist in the workplace but, you've got some serious muscles for a girl."
"Oh. Um.." Buffy started to back off and Angel went over to her.
"Radioactive spider bite?"
"How'd you guess?"
"I'm a doctor. Well, almost."
"Hey!" Buffy yelped as the patient suddenly grabbed her wrist. The one holding the pill bottle. He roughly jerked the bottle to his face, as if reading the prescription.
"Doesn't even help, doesn't make a damn bit of difference." The patient said.
Buffy started to pull her hand back, then stopped. She looked at the guy. It was the night watchman from the factory. "I've met this guy. He's not crazy."
"If you say so.." Ben said.
Buffy winced as the man gripped tighter. "They're coming at you. Don't think you're above it, missy! They come through the family.. They get to your family."
Buffy pulled away, shaken. "What do you mean?"
"Let's get him in exam one. Now would be nice." Ben said. The other doctors wheeled the night watchman away and Ben turned back to Buffy. "Sorry about that. Here." He handed her the pill bottle she had dropped. "For your Mom?"
"Huh? Oh. Yeah." Buffy said.
"She's not feeling better?"
"Not yet. She will be." Buffy looked up at Angel. "I'm starting to figure out what's wrong."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I have to go though. I promised mom we'd be back in ten."
"Yeah, ok."
Buffy grabbed Angel's arm and rushed out. They dropped off the prescription with Buffy's mom. As they drove to the Magic Box, Buffy explained what her theory was about her mother. Angel agreed and they burst through the door to the Magic Box.
"Giles, I have an idea what's making my mom sick." Buffy said.
"You've spoken with her doctors?"
"They won't find anything. What's hurting her: it's supernatural." Angel said, picking up the orb from earlier.
"The night watchman who found this thing went crazy. Like, overnight. Something made him that way." Buffy said.
Giles, Willow, and Anya took a step back from the orb. "Let's not taunt the Happy Fun Ball." Willow said.
"This won't hurt us, I had it on me all night. But this guy. Giles, he saw things. Said things."
"Such as..?" Giles asked.
"They'll come at me through my family."
"Who will?"
"I don't know. Yet. But whatever touched this guy made him see through what the rest of us are seeing. He knew. Someone's hurting my mom, and they're trying to get to me."
"It's possible, but still. A madman's ramblings are not much to go on."
"It's a start. We have to find out who's making my mom sick, and how."
"Then what?" Willow asked.
"I hunt them. Find them. And kill them."
Buffy, Angel, and Willow sat behind the counter studying over books when a lady came up and asked Willow to gift-wrap an hourglass. Xander came in and Willow said something, but Buffy wasn't paying attention. At one point she heard Xander tell Anya to be nice and Angel planted a kiss on her cheek, but she was too immersed in studying. After a few minutes, Xander came over to her.
"You ever thought in a million years you'd miss the high school library?" he asked.
"Someone put a spell on my Mom. Something to make her look like she's sick." Buffy replied.
"That's a new kind of nasty. Any suspects?"
"Got the list narrowed down to just under infinity."
"We'll find it and kill it Buffy." Angel said. Xander tapped him on the shoulder and Angel got up and followed the boy to the corner. "What?"
"I was just wondering.. Do you really think that it's a demon doing this to Buffy's mom?" Xander asked him quietly.
"I don't know. If it makes Buffy feel better about her mom's condition, then I'm going to do everything in my power to help her."
"Ok Big Guy! Don't bite my neck out! I was just asking."
Angel stalked back to Buffy as Anya said, "So cute in his little knickers but he had this one spell demons just hated, called 'Tirer la Couture.'"
Buffy looked up at her and asked, "'Rotate many foodstuffs?'"
"'Pull the curtain back.'" Angel said.
"A spell to see spells. Well, a trance to see spells, but, you get the idea. Try that." Anya said.
"What do you mean, 'see spells?'" Buffy asked.
"All spells leave some trace signature, they're just not perceptible to the human eye. In this case, it could be the image of a hand choking your mother." Giles said.
"A cloud of mist around her.." Anya said.
"Or maybe the shape of the demon who's performing the spell?" Angel asked.
"Possibly. You'll have to take a mental picture. Cameras won't see or capture the image." Giles said.
"Okay. So I'll just do what the Monsieur Silk Knickers did. Go home, get trancey, see what's affecting my Mom." Buffy said.
"I don't know. Trances.." Willow said.
"Yes. Buffy, The sorcerer Cloutier was legendary. His skills at achieving higher states of consciousness were.." Giles started.
"Better than mine? I knew you'd say that, but we've been practicing concentration drills. I know I'm close." Buffy said.
"But are you ready?"
"It's my mom. I'll get ready." Buffy turned to Anya. "What do I need?"
Anya gathered a bunch of stuff and handed it to Buffy in a bag. Angel promised to help anchor Buffy and give her a little more concentration. The two sped home in Angel's GTX and Buffy walked up to her room without stopping to say hey.
"Great." She was staring at a glowing sphere in her hands.
"What's that?"
"Hell if I know. I found it at a factory after I killed that biker vamp."
"Huh."
"I'll ask Giles about it today."
"How was your mother?"
"Ugh! Don't even remind me! She's all cuddle-wuddle with Dawn. Dawn took credit for MY breakfast I made for mom!"
"Buffy, she's the baby and you're away a lot. You have responsibilities to take care of."
"Well, my mom is one of them now. She's sick and the doctors don't know what's wrong with her. She has an appointment today."
"I know. She'll be fine Buffy."
"Yeah, she better. Ok, we need to go see Giles. Grand Opening day. Remember?"
"Oh yeah."
"Buffy! Why'd you run off like that?" Dawn asked, bursting into the mansion.
Angel looked at Buffy and she shrugged. "I wanted to have a little time with you before her Most Annoying One came in."
"I am not annoying!"
"Get over it. You are."
"We're leaving. Come on."
Angel grabbed his jacket and followed Buffy and Dawn out. They walked to the Magic Box, Dawn a ways behind. Buffy insisted on walking fast. She opened the door and heard the jingle of the bell above the door. She stopped, impressed. They both took a look around. The place was fully set up. Mystical volumes, exotic bottles, skulls and bones, and a wide variety of other magical paraphernalia all stood neatly stacked on display. A few things were marked "On Sale!" In the center of it all stood Giles. He was proudly dressed in a purple pointy wizard's hat and cloak adorned with little yellow stars and crescents. Buffy and Angel looked at Giles. Giles looked back at them. There was a long pause and then Giles quietly removed the hat and cloak, setting them aside behind the counter.
Dawn burst in through the door. "Told you, you couldn't ditch me." Dawn took a look around. "Whoa, Mr. Giles, this place is so, wow, I mean.. check out all the magic junk!"
"Our new slogan." Giles said.
"When's it open? You know, for customers."
"Since nine this morning, actually."
"Go. Browse. And.." Buffy started, but Dawn cut her off.
"'You break it, you bought it.' I heard you the first sixty times." Dawn walked off and Buffy and Angel went over to Giles.
"Not to worry. I have a very good feeling about this place. Magic's a small niche market, but think about it: Sunnydale. Monsters. Supply. Demand. They will be lines around the block in no time." Giles said.
"Oh yeah. Money, hand over fist." Buffy said. "Which, I guess is a good thing."
"Buffy, are you all right? You seem distracted."
"Slayer-wise, I'm tip-top. But Mom's still sick, and we don't know what the deal is."
"She is getting medical attention?"
"Oh yeah. Got a whole, highly trained medical staff working round the clock to tell us diddly."
"I'm sorry. But time and patience can both be great comforts in.." Giles was cut off by the bell ringing and Willow and Riley walked in.
"Giles! Where's your hat and cloak?" Willow asked.
"The hype was out of control." Riley said.
"Willow! You gotta see this, they have the coolest talismens. Mans. Talis- guys.." Dawn said.
"Actually, I've got a little Scooby-centric deal to deal with first." Buffy said. She reached into her knapsack and produced the glowing orb from the factory. She put it on the counter. The group gathered around. "I put it before the group.. What the hell is this?"
"Appears to be paranormal in origin." Giles said.
"How can you tell?" Angel asked.
"Well, it's so shiny."
"Found it on patrol." Buffy said.
"May be more where that came from. I say we all go out again tonight." Riley said.
"Uh.. Sure."
"You can't patrol. Buffy said." Dawn said to Riley.
"No I didn't."
"Yeah, remember? It'd be easier if you didn't have to look out for anybody..?"
"Yeah, but I wasn't talking about.."
"Don't worry about it."
"She just said you look better when you're all weak and kitteny, and she better go with Angel or you'd get hurt. So welcome to the club, she'll never let me go either.." Dawn trailed off as she realized everyone was staring at her. "What? What? What?"
"Giles, you got that danger room set up out back? I'm feeling the need for a little physical re-hab about now." Riley asked.
"Of course. This way. If any customers do show up.." Giles said to Willow.
"On it." Willow said.
"We're going." Buffy said to Dawn and Angel.
"Buffy, wait. Go easy on her." Willow said.
"Why?"
"I can't help it. I have all this involuntary empathy for Dawn, cause she's, you know, a big spaz."
"Yeah, but she's so annoying. Especially now Mom's sick and Dawn's all over her, while I have to be the grown-up, and they're like the giggle twins and how come I never get to be the Little Pumpkin Belly?"
"While I don't feel qualified to address that last part, I can tell you, Dawn's not just the youngest. She's the baby. Maybe your Mom needs that now."
"Like Dawn even cares what.. You have no idea how much I wish I were an only child these days." Buffy and Willow shared a look that was broken when a crash came from behind them and Dawn saying, "Oops." Buffy rolled her eyes and took Angel's hand. She waved at everyone and left.
Angel pulled Buffy back and let Dawn walk a little ways ahead of them. "Buffy, you wanna talk?"
"Not really. I just wanna get home to mom. Make sure she's ok." Buffy said.
"I do too. But Willow was right back there. Maybe your mom does need a little TLC from Dawn."
"Traitor." Buffy started to walk off, but Angel grabbed her wrist and pulled her tightly to him. He smothered her lips in a smoldering kiss that melted Buffy's knees.
"If you want a nickname, I'm qualified to give you one." Angel whispered in her ear.
"What'd you have in mind?"
"I'll tell you later."
"Would you guys stop making out in public?" Dawn called. "It's embarrassing!"
Buffy rolled her eyes and pushed Angel away. They arrived at the Summers' house and heard the TV on in the living room.
"Mom?" Buffy called. "Mom!" Buffy entered the living room to find Joyce lying on the couch, looking bad. She wasn't unconscious but she was obviously in pain. Dawn rushed to her side. Angel clicked the TV off, ending the noise.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"It's my head.." Joyce said.
"Come on. I'm taking you to the doctors." Buffy said.
"No, sweetheart, I'm fine."
"No! You don't know that! We don't know anything. Come on."
"I just need my prescription. Please."
Buffy paused then took the prescription bottle. "Hospital pharmacy open?" Joyce nodded. "Ten minutes."
Buffy and Angel walked out to the Jeep and drove to the hospital. They got to the Pharmacy and waited for the people to fill them out.
"Buffy, are you ok?" Angel asked.
"That scared me so bad Angel." Buffy said.
"I know. It scared me too. I love your mother as much as I loved my own. She didn't have to accept me, but she did. I don't want anything to happen to her either."
"Miss Summers?" A lady said behind the counter.
She handed Buffy a bag and Buffy and Angel burst out of the door marked 'PHARMACY.' Buffy was examining the fine print on the orange plastic bottle as she and Angel walked up the hallway, barely noticing the gurney wheeling in the entrance, coming her way. The gurney was pushed by a three- person medical team, led by Ben, the doctor guy that Buffy and Angel had met the last time Joyce had been in the hospital. Ben saw Buffy and Angel. "Hey. It's um, Buffy and Angel, isn't it?"
"Um.." Buffy said.
"Ben. But you can just call me 'Man-Nurse' like everyone.. whoa!" Ben was cut off by the guy on the gurney suddenly convulsing violently. Ben tried holding him down, but even using all his strength, it wasn't happening.
"I don't belong here! I have important instructions! Fascists!" the guy yelled.
"Okay, now you're hurting the nice intern who's here to help you. Could we get a doctor here? We need nine ccs of Phenobarbital in this guy now." Ben said as Buffy calmly and efficiently strode to Ben's side, and with one Slayer-strengthened hand, held the patient down. Angel went over and held down the patient's other shoulder to cover Buffy. "Or not. Let's strap him. For your own good, promise." Ben looked at Buffy. "Not to be rampantly sexist in the workplace but, you've got some serious muscles for a girl."
"Oh. Um.." Buffy started to back off and Angel went over to her.
"Radioactive spider bite?"
"How'd you guess?"
"I'm a doctor. Well, almost."
"Hey!" Buffy yelped as the patient suddenly grabbed her wrist. The one holding the pill bottle. He roughly jerked the bottle to his face, as if reading the prescription.
"Doesn't even help, doesn't make a damn bit of difference." The patient said.
Buffy started to pull her hand back, then stopped. She looked at the guy. It was the night watchman from the factory. "I've met this guy. He's not crazy."
"If you say so.." Ben said.
Buffy winced as the man gripped tighter. "They're coming at you. Don't think you're above it, missy! They come through the family.. They get to your family."
Buffy pulled away, shaken. "What do you mean?"
"Let's get him in exam one. Now would be nice." Ben said. The other doctors wheeled the night watchman away and Ben turned back to Buffy. "Sorry about that. Here." He handed her the pill bottle she had dropped. "For your Mom?"
"Huh? Oh. Yeah." Buffy said.
"She's not feeling better?"
"Not yet. She will be." Buffy looked up at Angel. "I'm starting to figure out what's wrong."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I have to go though. I promised mom we'd be back in ten."
"Yeah, ok."
Buffy grabbed Angel's arm and rushed out. They dropped off the prescription with Buffy's mom. As they drove to the Magic Box, Buffy explained what her theory was about her mother. Angel agreed and they burst through the door to the Magic Box.
"Giles, I have an idea what's making my mom sick." Buffy said.
"You've spoken with her doctors?"
"They won't find anything. What's hurting her: it's supernatural." Angel said, picking up the orb from earlier.
"The night watchman who found this thing went crazy. Like, overnight. Something made him that way." Buffy said.
Giles, Willow, and Anya took a step back from the orb. "Let's not taunt the Happy Fun Ball." Willow said.
"This won't hurt us, I had it on me all night. But this guy. Giles, he saw things. Said things."
"Such as..?" Giles asked.
"They'll come at me through my family."
"Who will?"
"I don't know. Yet. But whatever touched this guy made him see through what the rest of us are seeing. He knew. Someone's hurting my mom, and they're trying to get to me."
"It's possible, but still. A madman's ramblings are not much to go on."
"It's a start. We have to find out who's making my mom sick, and how."
"Then what?" Willow asked.
"I hunt them. Find them. And kill them."
Buffy, Angel, and Willow sat behind the counter studying over books when a lady came up and asked Willow to gift-wrap an hourglass. Xander came in and Willow said something, but Buffy wasn't paying attention. At one point she heard Xander tell Anya to be nice and Angel planted a kiss on her cheek, but she was too immersed in studying. After a few minutes, Xander came over to her.
"You ever thought in a million years you'd miss the high school library?" he asked.
"Someone put a spell on my Mom. Something to make her look like she's sick." Buffy replied.
"That's a new kind of nasty. Any suspects?"
"Got the list narrowed down to just under infinity."
"We'll find it and kill it Buffy." Angel said. Xander tapped him on the shoulder and Angel got up and followed the boy to the corner. "What?"
"I was just wondering.. Do you really think that it's a demon doing this to Buffy's mom?" Xander asked him quietly.
"I don't know. If it makes Buffy feel better about her mom's condition, then I'm going to do everything in my power to help her."
"Ok Big Guy! Don't bite my neck out! I was just asking."
Angel stalked back to Buffy as Anya said, "So cute in his little knickers but he had this one spell demons just hated, called 'Tirer la Couture.'"
Buffy looked up at her and asked, "'Rotate many foodstuffs?'"
"'Pull the curtain back.'" Angel said.
"A spell to see spells. Well, a trance to see spells, but, you get the idea. Try that." Anya said.
"What do you mean, 'see spells?'" Buffy asked.
"All spells leave some trace signature, they're just not perceptible to the human eye. In this case, it could be the image of a hand choking your mother." Giles said.
"A cloud of mist around her.." Anya said.
"Or maybe the shape of the demon who's performing the spell?" Angel asked.
"Possibly. You'll have to take a mental picture. Cameras won't see or capture the image." Giles said.
"Okay. So I'll just do what the Monsieur Silk Knickers did. Go home, get trancey, see what's affecting my Mom." Buffy said.
"I don't know. Trances.." Willow said.
"Yes. Buffy, The sorcerer Cloutier was legendary. His skills at achieving higher states of consciousness were.." Giles started.
"Better than mine? I knew you'd say that, but we've been practicing concentration drills. I know I'm close." Buffy said.
"But are you ready?"
"It's my mom. I'll get ready." Buffy turned to Anya. "What do I need?"
Anya gathered a bunch of stuff and handed it to Buffy in a bag. Angel promised to help anchor Buffy and give her a little more concentration. The two sped home in Angel's GTX and Buffy walked up to her room without stopping to say hey.