Oh, look, a new chapter. Truth be told, I don't love this one. It was one of those pieces that needed to be written to continue the story, so feel free to bash it all you want. Thank you for all the reviews so far, they're very helpful.

When she and Giles returned Willow was hardly surprised to find that Angel, Cordelia, and Wesley had yet to settle the debate over who would be recieving visions for the Powers. In fact, the debate had now turned into an odd shouting match, pitting each person against the other. Obviously, at least to Willow, Angel was the top contender for them. Wes and Cordy meant well, but they were human, the toll visions would take would probably be greater on them than Angel. By the look of the man she had come to help, he wasn't in very good shape because of these visions. Angel was strong and undead, it certainly helped win her favor.

Wesley, as it was mentioned vehemently by Cordelia, appeared like he wanted the visions for no other reason than to weasel his way into Angel Investigations. Willow thought it was probably more likely that he was using his straight edge logic as usual. Wesley was one for following the rules and had a strict line on what's to be crossed and what's not. He probably believed it was ann honor to have visions, maybe it was like a civic duty.

Then there was Cordelia. The volunteer Willow and Giles were both rather shocked by her willingness. In the years Willow had known her, Cordelia Chase was not one for charity or kindness, or caring, really. Back when she was dating Xander, of course, she had appeared to change for the better, but once they broke up, old Cordelia was back. Now, though? When Willow looked into her eyes there was something certainly different about the girl now. She seemed stronger and grown up. Not completely, she was still concerned about money and made ardent, tactless points as to why Angel and Wes couldn't do the job. There was slight grown-upness about her now, though. Willow had only been there a few hours, but it was Cordelia who greeted them happily at the door, offered them coffee, asked about the gang back home, and seemed to be the primary caretaker for Doyle. What she couldn't quite understand yet was her reason for acually wanting the visions.

With a sigh, Willow let the three continue to argue and instead began to examine Doyle while Giles prepared the spells, occasionally looking up, prepared to say something, but resisting every time. She watched the man who lay unconscious. She had been in a coma once, she knew how it felt. Something told her that experience was not as similar as this coma. Doyle still moved occasionally, stirring. It looked as if the man was aware of his condition and was trying to break out. The movement had increased since he recieved a vision. Willow found it somewhat endearing that, despite his condition, the man was still trying to help the person he saw.

"You can't do it!" Cordelia cried.

"Why not?" Angel asked, angrily.

"Because you're a vampire!" Silence fell for a beat, "Just because you have a soul now doesn't mean you always will."

She certainly made a good point. If Angel turned evil, who would help the people he saw in the vision.

"But it's temporary." Angel said in a low voice.

"What if it's...not." She said, her voice breaking slightly at the weight of her words. Willow glanced between Doyle and Cordelia and realization struck her. Cordelia wanted the visions because she cared about him. If he didn't come out of this coma, she wanted them to remember him. As sentimental a reason as it was, much more than practical, it was then Cordelia won Willow's vote if it counted.

"It won't happen that way." Angel said

"You don't know." She said. The conversation, which had previously been at high decibal was now barely a whisper. Wesley could see he was no longer in contention, turning his attention to assisting Giles with the spell preparation,

"They're not meant for humans," Angel contended rather resigned.

"Yeah, well how are you going to fight if your incapacitated with them? Besides, if they're just temporary, then I should be able to handle them for a while." She countered now much more confident of the decision. Angel began to speak, but Giles finally rose his voice.

"Angel, I believe this is at least an acceptable temporary option. Doyle should not be incapacitated much longer. You need to be able to fight without distraction of these visions. I believe Cordelia is grown enough to make this decision for herself. Now, we haven't much time, and if I know Cordelia, you'll be hard pressed to convince her anyone else is going to be doing this. We really must get going."

Angel closed his eyes, clearly upset by the choice, but it was clear the path they would be taking. Willow exchanged a smile with Cordelia, and immediately, they began preparation.

Stll not quite assimilated into some heavier spells, Willow was surprised when Giles took her along to assist in some of these healing incantations. Now though, as she let the spells course through her, feeling the power, she wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else. The first incantations were to immediately endow Cordelia with the visions. Shortly after, several spells were used on Doyle himself, in order to begin the healing process. Unfortunately, the spells were not powerful enough to actually rouse the man from his slumber. While he looked much more peaceful, his breathing much more regulated, concern and disapointment was clearly etched onto Cordelia's features. After they had packed their supplies up and began to clear out, Willow took a chance and made her way to the couch Cordelia sat in.

"Hey, um. I'm kind of impressed with what you did." she offered.

"Thanks. I just kind of thought that what we did here would actually..." she trailed off, looking into the room at which Doyle stayed.

"Wake him up," Willow finished for her. Suddenly, Willow thought of a reason she may really be upset, "Are you having second thoughts taking the visions now?" She asked.

"No. Not regretting that. I guess I feel bad about how I treated him." She said.

"What do you mean?"

"When he wasn't- you know- I would tease him. He wasn't exactly perfect. He drank too much, gambled, wore awful clothes. He was half-demon. I know it shouldn't bother me, because he was a good guy. He saved me more times than I care to count, but sometimes, I would use that against him."

"You'll get a chance to be better"

"I thought it would be today."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault, I just got my hopes up about it. Now I'm back to not knowing. I kind of hate it."

"He will wake up."

"How do you know?"

"Well, not to toot my own horn or anything, but I kind of rocked in there. I think we did it. We just need time."

Cordelia nodded her head. Willow thought briefly of hugging Cordelia, but a creeping sensation told her that despite all the growing Cordelia may have done, she wasn't quite there yet. As she walked away to greet Giles at the car and make their way towards Sunnydale, she couldn't help but think maybe all that growing she was doing was going to come a lot quicker now that she had a few things to fight for and visions to help guide her.

So there's that. Let me know if you have any storylines you want featured more or less. Also, for all you guys who really wanted more Lindsay and Kate and etc, let me assure you they will be making appearance at least two chapters from now. I think if I have my season two timeline right, they'll be in there quite a bit too.