Chapter Sixteen

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After a quick stop at Anya and Xander's for an address from the ex-demon...which was given without questions asked, due to the couple’s current activities, Willow stormed into the mansion without knocking, glaring at Angelus who was still pacing.

"What the *hell* do you think you're doing?"

Head snapping up, Angelus cringed. "Buffy?"

"Darn right Buffy! She just spent three hours crying into my lap! If you don't find her attractive, which, I personally find hard to believe is possible for any man with *eyes*, you should never have led her on like that, I don't care *what* the damn prophecy says."

Angelus swallowed harshly and sank into a chair, dropping his head into his hands. "She thinks I don't find her attractive?" It was barely a whisper.

The redhead sighed and came over, sitting opposite him on the couch. "Well...yeah. And if that's not the case...I seriously suggest you go correct her."

**

Hair unbrushed and pulled into a ponytail, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and a hooded jacket, Buffy Summers was *not* the vision of beauty she normally was in class.

This was not helped by the fact that Riley Finn kept staring at her like she'd grown another head.

So did the professor, actually. Which was the kind of thing to make a girl nervous. If she cared at all. Which, this particular morning, she didn't. She was numb, barely bothering to take notice of her surroundings at all.

Which explained why she never felt the needle slide into her arm after class as she passed Riley.

Ten seconds later she was on the floor, unconscious.

**

Angelus was starting to panic. He was pacing Buffy's dorm room, glancing at the clock every few seconds, and every minute that passed made his gate a bit faster. She was an hour late already. She wasn't at the watcher's. She wasn't at a friends. Willow confirmed that she was at class, but she didn't see her leave, because a few of the hacker's friends had accosted her after class, and they'd lost sight of each other.

The phone rang and Angelus dove for it, knowing it was Willow. After a few moments on the phone, he hung up and stormed out of the dorm room, making for the Psych building.

Willow was at Giles. They'd just put two and two together.

The TA for the class Buffy and Willow'd had that morning was Riley Finn.

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