Giles, Dawn, and Angel just stared at her confused.

“What? Do you know where she is?” Dawn asked.

“Not exactly.”

“What does that mean?”

“I did a spell,” she said.

“What kind of spell?” Giles asked, clearly not liking where this was going.

“To send her home. Or…I thought I was sending her home.”

“What were the exact words that you used?”

“Umm…I think I said something like, ‘send her to the man who loves her most.’ Which I thought was you,” she told Angel.

“It is,” he said defensively.

“Then where is she?”

Giles sighed. This was exactly why he didn’t like the witches in training doing spells on their own. They always ended in disaster.

“How do we undo it?” Angel asked.

“It’s not that simple. You can’t just hit the reverse button.”

“Well, there has to be a way.”

“We may try not using magic this time,” Giles suggested.

“But even if we did, we’d have to know where she was,” Mandy said.

“Where do we start looking?” Dawn asked. “I mean, we have no idea where she could be.”

“I don’t know. Who else really loves her? We could check there,” Mandy suggested.

“No, she won’t be with anyone,” Angel said.

“Why not?”

“Because obviously something went wrong with the spell.”

“What makes you say that?” she answered, slightly offended.

“If it had worked properly, she would be with me.”

He seemed defiant in his response and Mandy put her hands on her hips. She was about to say something when Dawn interrupted.

“It doesn’t matter if it went wrong or not. We have to find her. Look, we’ll call Willow; have her do a locater spell for us. It’ll be the easiest way.”

“She’s right,” Giles said. “We’ll have Willow do the spell and go from there.”
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“Isn’t there anything you can do?”

“I’m sorry, ma’am.”

Buffy sighed in defeat. It appeared she was not getting on a plane today. Apparently the airport couldn’t overlook the fact she didn’t happen to have her passport with her. And how was she supposed to explain how she got here without it?

“Pet?”

Buffy turned around at the sound of his Spike’s voice.

“What’s wrong?”

“I can’t get a ticket without a passport, which I don’t have. At least not here.”

“Oh. I didn’t think about that. I never had to have one when I…traveled.”

She thought about asking why not, but decided she might not want to know the answer.

“I guess I could get them to mail it to me,” Buffy continued.

“That may take a while.”

“What other choice do I have?”

“We could make them let you on the plane,” he suggested.

“How about something that doesn’t involve violence?”

He looked a little disappointed. “Maybe you can get Mindy to send it to you.”

“Mandy. And I don’t think I want my passport flying through time and space.”

He shrugged. “Well, if you want them to mail it, you’re welcome to stay with me while you’re waiting. I do have a guest room so no repeat of this morning.”

“Right.”

She turned her head so he couldn’t see the slight blush she knew was rising in her cheeks. Waking up with him had been strangely comfortable and she definitely did not need to be thinking things like that. Not when she could hear wedding bells in the near future.

“I guess maybe I should call now.”

“There’s a pay phone over there,” Spike said, pointing across the room.

“Alright.”

She started over and then stopped when she realized she had no change. She turned to ask for some and Spike was already holding out the correct amount.

“Thank you.”

She walked across the room to where the payphones were located. She picked up the phone, put in her money, and dialed. It started to ring and she rubbed her temple, still not knowing exactly what she was going to say.
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Dawn hung up her cell phone. “Willow’s on her way.”

“Good.”

Angel had seated himself in one of the chairs and was doing something similar to brooding. There was no way Buffy was with anyone else. No one loved her more than he did. The girl had just screwed up the spell. Not unusual for a wannabe witch. So that was not at all what he was worried about. What he was worried about was that something else had happened to the slayer. What if she had been vanished to some other dimension or something?

Mandy was still standing by the door. She had been forbidden to leave until Willow arrived. She resented the fact that all of them seemed to think she had somehow screwed up the spell. Just because she hadn’t received her full witch’s license yet, didn’t mean she was good at casting spells. She’d never really liked Angel and this was not helping his case. He was making everyone think this was her fault instead of accepting that maybe someone out there did love Buffy more than him. It wouldn’t surprise her. She had seen them together and whereas they mostly looked happy, sometimes Buffy looked bored and Mandy figured she may be tired of him. But no way she was telling him that.

“What I don’t understand is why she wanted you to do the spell in the first place. That is not like her.”

“I told you she was tired,” Mandy said to him.

“She’s never been that tired.”

“Are you suggesting that I sent her without her permission?” How dare he? She would never do that.

“She wouldn’t do that,” Dawn said in her defense.

The phone on Giles’ desk started ringing. He picked it up.

“Hello.”

As the three of them continued to talk, Giles held up his hand to silence them.

“Buffy? Where are you?”

They all silenced immediately and stared at the phone.

“What? Why……Oh.”

Angel didn’t like the look on his face as he said ‘oh.’ What did that mean?

“Yes. Would you like to speak with him? .......Okay….We’ll have it sent. Alright…Hold on.” He reached for a pen and piece of paper. “What airport?” He wrote down what the slayer said. “Yes…I will.”

He hung up the phone, still not quite believing what he’d just heard. Buffy was okay, she wasn’t hurt. And she was at the airport, unable to get back to England. She needed them to send her passport and in the meantime she would be alright.

“So, where is she?” Mandy asked when he didn’t offer the information.

Giles looked from one of them to the others, knowing at least one person would not be happy to hear this news.

“She’s in Atlanta, GA in the United States.”

“What’s she doing there?” Dawn asked.

“She’s…with Spike.”
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Buffy hung up the phone and sighed. She had told Giles just enough. She was in Atlanta…with Spike, and she needed her passport. She really hadn’t wanted them to know where she was but lying seemed useless. Eventually they would find out the truth. Maybe this way they would have time to deal with it before she got back.

“So what’s the word?” Spike asked.

She turned around and looked at him. “They’re gonna have it sent here. It may take a few days.”

“Well, like I said, you’re welcome to stay with me.”

“I may have to take you up on that. But are you sure Katie won’t mind? I saw the way she looked at me this morning. I’m not sure she’ll want some strange woman staying with her boyfriend.”

“I’m sure she’ll be fine.”

“I just don’t want her to think I’m trying to move in on her territory.”

Spike laughed. “Her territory?”

“You know what I mean.”

“She’s not really the jealous type. It’s fine…really.”

“If you say so.”

But she still wasn’t convinced. What kind of girlfriend was okay with another woman staying overnight with her boyfriend? And she wasn’t sure if she was comfortable staying with him. He had been nothing but nice, but it still gave her an uneasy feeling in her gut that she couldn’t quite explain.

“Trust me.”

‘I do,’ she almost said, but decided against it.

“Okay.”
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“She’s what?” Angel asked, knowing he must have heard wrong.

“Who’s Spike?” Mandy asked.

“Angel’s worst nightmare,” Dawn told her.

“He is not my worst nightmare. He’s not anything to be but an annoyance.”

Dawn ignored him. “And also Buffy’s ex.”

Mandy’s mouth formed and ‘o’.

“Which has nothing to do with anything,” Angel stated.

“Were they in love?”

“No.”

Dawn nodded yes despite Angel’s answer.

“Well, then that makes sense, right? The spell worked.”

“No it did not,” Angel protested.

“Is she coming back?” Dawn asked.

“Of course she’s coming back.”

Dawn looked at Angel. “I mean today, moron.”

“I’m afraid not,” Giles told them. “She doesn’t have her passport, so she can’t fly back.”

“I can teleport her back,” Mandy offered.

“No!” the three others told her at once.

“Fine,” she said, crossing her arms.

“We could mail her passport,” Dawn suggested.

“Yes, I think that would be best. I have the name of the airport. If we just send it there she can pick it up,” Giles said.

“No. That won’t be necessary,” Angel said. “I’m gonna go get her.”

He was going to Atlanta, GA. And when he got there, Spike would know whose girl she was. He would make sure of it.
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