Willow's office was considerably smaller then Giles'. It had a south facing window with a view of a small wooded copse. The room itself was filled with books on spells, apparatus for her practices, ingredients for her various potions and incantations and a small desk. On the wall behind Willow's desk, there hung a rather large tapestry, depicting, what appeared to be, an epic battle scene.
Willow was sat at her desk. On the surface stood a slim line laptop computer apparently not plugged into any mains power, yet working. On the desk also lay a Volnexian spell book open to a page on long distance transportation. At the end stood a simple Bunsen burner, no gas was being supplied, yet a ruby red flame was being emitted from the top. Sat opposite Willow were Spike and Gunn.
"So we need to get everything ready for the 'big push'" said Willow. "We have a lot of stuff to get through and little time."
As Willow spoke she looked directly at Spike.
"She has missed you" the Witch continued. "We all thought you had died, we never considered that you were alive. It wasn't until Andrew reported to me about Dana that we knew what had happened."
"But she still went with the Immortal though, didn't she?" Spike replied with a suggestion of pain to his words.
"You have to understand the circumstances," Willow said in a pleading kind of way. "She was alone in Rome. Dawn at School, none of us around, she needed someone. She thought you were dead, and The Immortal was so charming and warm towards her."
Spike stood from his chair and walked to the window. He didn't seem to be interested in where this line of conversation was going.
"What is it you want me and Gunn here to do?" Spike forcefully responded.
Willow, taken aback by the abruptness of the conversation change, gave a concerned look to Spike then moved her gaze to Gunn.
She noticed that he still had an odd discolouration, though she knew that was down to all the blood he had lost from his stomach wound, that, and the faint green glow that emanated from his eyes.
"First we need Gunn up to strength," Willow said. "He should be ready soon. Then you two and Illyria go to the Senior Partner's dimension to face the Senior Partners"
"Yeah, been meaning to chat about that" Spike interjected "I understand Illyria an' all but why am I going over Angel? It's his fight"
Willow smiled at Spike.
"We have other plans for Angel," Willow replied. "You have shown all of us what you are capable of. We have no doubt you can succeed in this task."
Spike, however, still didn't seem convinced. He opened his mouth to retort but was stopped by Gunn.
"And what's my role?" He asked.
Willow paused, uncertain how best to approach this delicately.
"You remember your doctor, Dr Sparrow?" She said, the smile falling from her face.
Gunn sat there with a look of confusion mixed with disgust, but there was also something else etched on his face and something in his eyes that looked like guilt.
With a nod of affirmation from him, Willow continued.
"Well along with the information given to you regarding Law, there is also something hidden in your subconscious, something that will help us all."
Gunn didn't seem too happy about this.
"What you mean 'something hidden'?" asked Gunn. "You better not be going where I think you're going"
Willow hesitated. She didn't want to say the next line, she knew the effect it would have, however she had little choice. She needed Gunn to know.
"Dr Sparrow, kinda works for us" She said, cautiously. "We told him to put this information in your head."