Buffy was tapping nervously on the table, as Willow, Giles and Xander were searching in the books. Xander raised his eyes, looking at her.

“Well?” he asked.

“What?”

“Are you practicing for the band auditions?” he asked, closing the books. The rest raised their heads.

“No,” she wasn’t even looking at him.

“It would be helpful if you…” he didn’t complete his sentence and she got up.

“Wh-where are you going?” Giles asked, lifting his head again.

“I gotta go out. I’ll talk to you later”. She left without saying another word.

“Now, that was weird”, Xander said, looking over at Willow.

“She’s been having dreams lately”, Willow explained.

“Oh really? Naughty dreams?” he propped himself up in the chair.

“Yes”, Willow said knowingly. “Really?” Xander was even more interested now, dropping the book the floor. Giles also raised his head, surprised.

“About Angel”, Willow continued.

“What!?” Xander’s voice shuttered. He huffed in disbelief and lifted the book from the floor.

Giles took off his glasses. “Wh-why didn’t she say anything? Did she dream he was losing his soul?”

The phone rang and he picked it up, still gazing at Willow. She smiled nervously at Xander who had an annoyed expression on his face.

“W-w-wait… hold on, I can’t understand you… oh, wait…” Giles passed the phone to Willow. “It’s Tara. She sounds upset”.

Willow grabbed the phone. “Tara? What? Oh… oh!” Willow hung up.

“We gotta find Buffy… Tara sensed she’s in danger!”

Buffy was walking down the street, putting her arms around herself, to protect her body from the cool breeze.

“Buffy!” she heard riley’s voice and stopped walking. She huffed, annoyed and turned around.

With no warning, riley smacked his fist in her face as hard as he could, Buffy fell down, dazed. She looked up at him, surprised.

“What is your problem?!” she was pissed.

He just grabbed her and hit her again. This time she grabbed his hand and flipped him on his back. He got on his feet quickly and punched her harder.

“What’s your problem!” She yelled at him. “Stop it!” He just threw her towards a streetlamp.

“riley, I don’t want to hurt you”, she started saying as he approached her again. Before he could grab her, she jumped and kicked his head throwing him away. “but if you really insist…”

riley was still on the ground when Buffy came closer slowly.

She raised her head to see the young boy coming out of the shadows.

“C’mon, you big sissy! Get up!” He prompted riley. Buffy stared at him. “It’s you,” she whispered. “What have you done to him?” She asked.

“Me? You’re the one who beat the living shit outta him”. Michael said and then giggled. “Heh, I said ‘shit’… if the vicars heard me I’d have to recite the prophecy of aslan a hundred time”, the child seemed pleased. “Huh?” Buffy was confused.

He looked at riley. “The poor guy can’t even get up”. He said. “I should have known he’d be of no use”.

“Who are you?” Buffy asked.

Xander was the first to get out. He opened the door and jumped off his feet when he was startled by Angel.

“Angel!” Willow called.

“Man, you ALWAYS do that!” Xander said.

“I’m sorry, I was about to knock”, Angel apologized.

“Sure…” Xander nodded. Then in second thought, he asked carefully- “You’re not… evil… are you?”

“I’m not evil”, Angel assured him.

"How do I know you're not lying?"

“Xander”, Giles cleared his throat.

“Because if I were evil, you’d already be dead now”, Angel hissed pushing Xander aside as he walked in.

“Giles, where’s Buffy?”

“Were you having dreams too?” Willow asked. He stared at her. “Dreams?”

“Buffy been having dreams about you”, she explained.

Angel pondered for a second, then stared at Giles.

“We have a problem, there’s a young boy-“

“Oh we saw him! He played with our minds a little!” Willow interrupted him.

“You saw Michael? Where’s Buffy? I have to talk to her!” Angel looked around.

“Buffy went outside… she was acting a little weird”, Giles said.

“What did you say about the-“

Angel didn’t wait for Giles to finish and walked quickly outside.

“Now that was a nice reunion”, Xander remarked.

“There’s something going on”, Giles said.

Xander huffed. “Yeah, we noticed”.

“Where’s Angel?” he looked up to see Cordelia and Wesley standing at the door.

“You just missed him”, Willow said.

“Um, would you mind filling us in on what’s been going on?” Giles asked, looking at Wesley.

The kid got closer to Buffy, she looked at him then looked away.

Michael turned to look as well. “You can feel him… before I do… how’s that possible?” he asked. “Is it him?” she asked confused.

“He’s coming…” Michael said quietly, “Just in time to see your death”.

Buffy grabbed him. “I don’t think so!” she felt a little awkward when she touched him, she didn’t wanna hit a boy, so she just shook him.

“Don’t make me hurt you!” she said. He looked at her.

She started to cough and released her hold on the boy.

She fell on her knees, bringing her hands to her throat.

“Stop…” she murmured, as she started choking herself.

“Buffy!” she could dimly hear Angel coming. She could feel he was around before.

Michael saw Angel running in their direction.

“Michael! Let her go!” Angel yelled desperately. Michael smiled, he couldn’t read Angel’s thoughts, but he knew he managed to upset him.

Buffy on the other hand, was thinking about Angel. It stirred something inside him. He could hear her thinking that she would want to touch Angel one more time before she dies. He felt pretty bad, but he couldn’t fail Lindsey. He needed to win. Lindsey loved him and cared about him, unlike Angel.

As Angel approached, Michael just ran away from there. He couldn’t stand hearing Buffy’s thoughts, her desperate calls for Angel’s help.