Angel is on his way to the trials to save her life."

After snapping off one more horn, the demon gave Spike all the information he needed. Spike learned that, in order to repeat Angel's performance, he would have to travel to Caritas, a demon karaoke bar in LA, run by The Host.

"Bollocks! That means I'm gonna have t' sing." With a quick twist the demon was dropped on the floor with a broken neck. "The things I do for the Summers women." Stalking out the back door, he started muttering to himself. "No way can I tell her the great poof took the trials. I can't tell her he took 'em for Darla, either."

The next day, Spike made his way through the maze of underground tunnels into theon and on, each one sounding progressively more dangerous. The doctor also explained that if they needed to go back in to remove whatever the biopsy showed, there was a possibility for further complications.

Buffy let the doctors words flow over her not really listening any more. The fear was stifling. If she lost her mom, Buffy didn't know what she would do. She couldn't fight a shadow. Buffy wasn't ready to be an adult yet, taking care of the house and Dawn too. Scary crazy thoughts kept running through her head; tumors, cancer. Nothing that she could fight. With all her strengths, Buffy was helpless to save her mother. Grasping at the faint hope that Spike offered, Buffy made a snap decision; she had a few days until