Time to play ...

[__theslayer__]

I was too hyper and uber excited to sleep. Angelus had me in a deathgrip and it's like, hello, oxygen becoming an issue, but that was the great part. It wasn't. Rolling away from him, I stood up, looking around the room. Why the hell were we here anyway? I wanted to play and I can't play when no one is around. Sighing, unneededly, I walk to the

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[_r_giles_]

It was still very early in the morning when a soft knock at my door woke me. I looked up confuses as one of the witches of the coven told me there was a phone call from me from the united states. I was immediately alarmed. They were usually very good at figuring out the time difference, so that only left an emergency.

Grabbing my glasses from the nightstand, I put them on my nose and slip my feet in my slippers. Pulling on a bathrobe quickly, I nearly run down the stairs, almost tripping on the ancient things. I nod my thanks at the woman and pick up the telephone. Taking a few deep breaths I calm down and clear my throat. "Buffy? Is everything alright?"

[_r_giles_]

"Need...Buffy..." What is going on? She knows I can't just leave Willow here alone. The girl nearly destroyed the world, ended it, went off the deep end. She knows this, yet she's calling me suddenly needy? Something is very wrong here.

She never did this when I left her before. I don't like this. "Buffy what is going on? Is...Did-did something happen to Dawn? Everyone is alright aren't they?" Pulling off my glasses and start to polish them, cradling the receiver between my shoulder and ear.