Willow's POV

Hey, Wills.

I know it's starting to seem like I ask for help a lot, but truthfully, just for the big stuff. Demons and vampires…that's easy.

Cyborg/human/demons? Not so much…Thanks with Adam, by the way. Don't know if I ever mentioned that spell was awesome.

Giles is still confused about how Buffy seemed to be so strong suddenly. They think some diety possessed her. Which, it sorta did. It was just your idea.

Also, great work with Glory. I never imagined you would be so much help. I was pretty sure we'd lose someone, but thanks to you…we're all good. And I heard you showed up in L.A. when Angel's soul was taken. How stupid could they have been? They should have made sure you were around before doing that shit. Taking it for granted that they could put it back.

So now, Hell Goddess and Frankenstein are dead…we need help again. Well, not us. Angel. Again. One of his workers is possessed by a Hell God. It's killing her from the inside, Will and they don't know how to get her out. Wesley called, practically begging. Can you do anything?

Spike's POV

As soon as I approached Fred's room, I smelt it. I heard it. I was confused. There were four heartbeats and the smell of Willow. I would always remember Red's smell. Strawberries and vanilla, a smidge of coconut.

"If she is a danger, you should probably kill her now. Before she wakes up."Willow was telling someone.

"But she looks so innocent." Wesley argued.

"There is no human soul in there. She's dead. An Old One is in there. A demon. But if you wait to see that, you'll be dead too. If she is dangerous, you should do it now. Or get Angel or whoever to. I can't but-"

I pushed open the door, completely enraged at the conversation. They were going to kill Fred in her sleep? Like a dog!

I was slightly surprised though, to see another girl unconscious in the bed. Just when I entered and the door hit the wall, the Texan scientist and the pretty blonde both sat up quickly.

"Fred?" I whispered. She hadn't been completely awake in awhile.

"What happened?" she asked in her sweet southern accent. I wanted to hug the bint, but held myself back. This could be a trick.

"Who performed this transfer?" the blonde asked suddenly, her eyes turning blue and then blue streaking down her hair and tinting the top of her forehead. Her lips went slightly blue and all the skin surrounding her hair followed suit.

"Illyria." I breathed, my grin spreading.

"Yes." She said mechanically. "Who transferred me into this shell?"

"I don't know. Can't your shell remember?"

"She remembers only being killed by a hybrid."Illyria rotated her neck. "Someone has repaired the break."

"What's going on i-" Lorne shut up suddenly as he appeared in the doorway. "Fred?"

"It'sme." The Texan chirped sweetly. "I'm still really tired though."

"Bloody hell." I breathed, realizing suddenly that Willow had done this. Red had saved Fred. Fred lie back on the bed and sighed, closing her eyes to relax while Illyria continud to search the room with her eyes.

"Well, you know what to do if you need me."Willow said suddenly, bending at the waist to kiss Wes' cheek. The Brit flushed crimson and Willow smiled. "Thanks for trusting me." And then she dissolved into clouds and lightning.

"Who was the witch?"Illyriaasked.

"Uh…that was Willow Rosenberg." Wesley said quietly. "She is a friend of the Slayer."

"She had great power for a human."Illyria observed. "She could be a suitable companion for me."

"Uh….she's a good witch." I butted in.

"Who's a good-" Angel stopped abruptly after taking a step in the room. "Where's Willow?"