Buffy was patrolling that night, as usual. Nothing was in sight, except for the headstones on the graves. The wind was calm and the moon was bright.

"No vampires, no demons, or anything else evil for that matter," Buffy said as she paced around the graveyard with a stake in hand. "Just another lonely night."

"Are you sure that I'm not evil, lover?" a voice called out. A shadow reveled itself out from the darkness. Buffy knew that voice too well, to be fooled.

"What do you want?" her voice was cold, but still winced at the way he used the word, lover. "I'm ready to fight, right now. You want to become ashes? Come on. Let me see what you've got." Buffy put up a fighting position.

"I didn't come here to fight," Angel said in a cool tone. He walked up to her and grabbed the stake out of her hand. Buffy looks at him with anger. "I came here because one of your friends are in trouble. Right now."

Buffy pushed him out of the way and started running towards the library. She hopped over bushes and ran around cars parked on the street. Her boots clicked on the benches and on the black, paved roads.

She finally reached her destination within minutes.

Out of breath, she ran into the library. Buffy took a quick glance around and assumed everyone was there. "Is everyone okay?" her voice was with worry.

"Yeah. Everything's fine here. Just having another crazy night of fun," Xander replied with sarcasm. He held up a book to show his point.

"Buffy, what is the…the matter?" Giles asked with concern. He still held a book in his hand as he went over to Buffy.

Buffy exhaled and closed her eyes. She heard Giles, but just barely. The image in her head, was of Angel. Then, she passed out.

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