I couldn’t believe this. All this time I was complaining about these dreams and it was all real. It was all a way for Buffy to ask for help from wherever she is. I still had no clue where she was, but I did know who did know and I am sure Angel would want to know too
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"Especially if it's about Buffy. I want to hear it." I told Willow, "Dawn and I were just talking about, and if you have something that will help me decide what to do about these dreams, then please, tell me."
This wasn't a time for playing the wait-until-Dawn-isn't-around game. I needed something, a sign, anything to point me in the direction I needed to go instead of sitting here wondering what I should do next.
"Please, Willow." She knows I don't beg for anything, that should give her the motivation to come back in here and talk to me.
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Angel didn't seem to mind that I was here, he wanted to know what Willow had found out now, not later. Did I mention how much I liked Angel. He definitely was no Spike, but he was cool in his own way. Like in the way that he didn't always feel like he needed to treat me like some kid would had no idea how to take care of herself. I was actually a little mad at Willow for that now that I think about it.
"Have you seen her? Did you have another dream?" I asked anxiously.
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"Don't go far. Stay in the hotel. I'm going to give my two favorite people at Wolfram and Hart a visit. Dawn, don't follow me, and Willow, keep her from following me."
I put my jacket on and headed for the door. "You have your answer, now, Dawn and I'm going to help Buffy. I won't let Wolfram and Hart get her."
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