She hid in a bush nearby and laid down using her dad's old jacket as a pillow. She smelled a mixed aroma of burnt leather, alcohol, and something she couldn't place. After a few hours of the failed attempt at sleep she sat up and used a few small LED flashlight to read a book she snagged from Willows room. She looked through the assortment of spells and found what she was looking for. It was a restoration spell that would require no ingredients. She had been picking up skills from some of the more tolerable counselors and knew vaguely how to perform spells like this. She set her father's jacket in front of her and spoke the words to the spell, focusing on the jacket. It took three tries but eventually there was a small flash and the smell of burnt hair and the spell was done. Some smoke blocked her view but when she examined the jacket it was smooth and the holes were gone. She replaced the jacket under her head and read a few more spells she thought might be helpful in future endeavors.
After a while the sun began to rise and she checked her watch. The bus would be here in fifteen minutes; she gathered her things and peeked out to check for possible scoobies. Giles stood staring down at her, legs just inches from her face. "Nice try." he said. Dax tried to bolt out the other side but ran into another pair of legs, Xander's this time. Giles pulled her out by the hem of her father's jacket, which she had thrown on in her haste. Xander noticed, "Hey, she looks like a little Spike!" Giles obviously didn't think that was a good thing and got a firm grip on her arm to keep her from running. Giles had a messenger bag slung around his shoulder and her guitar around the other. "I'm going with you, so is Dawn." Dax was suspicious "Why? And why is Dawn coming?" She was trying to be nice to Dawn, but she really couldn't think of a reason to drag along a whiney teenage girl. "I thought you might want to hear exactly what he has to say on your father. Dawn just wanted to come with, and you can't really say no to Dawn." He didn't sound like he was expecting funny drinking stories about Spike.
The bus pulled up, "Bye Giles, tell the tall and fangless I said hi." With that Xander walked off and Dawn ran up from the sidewalk. "Hey, don't leave me!" They paid the bus fair and waited hours of watching passing scenery in angry silence, except for Dawn who was humming something from Ghost of the Robot, before they stopped near the place they knew Angel lived. They walked in the door and they were surprised it seemed like a regular office building. They saw Angel walk by, wrapped up in conversation with Wesley, a tall dark haired man in glasses. "Angel!" Giles went to go talk to him but Dax saw something that caught her eye even more, a blonde man in a leather coat just like hers was walking down the hall towards the lobby. She had never seen a picture of Spike, but she recognized the dimples that they shared.