When there came a knock on Angel's door at four o'clock in the afternoon, Buffy knew it was Giles and opened it for him. Little did she know Willow and Xander were with him, and she was pleasantly surprised when she saw them.

"Hi," she said softly. "Did Giles tell you what happened?"

Willow nodded. "We dropped by your house and brought some clothes and stuff over. Don't worry, your mom wasn't home. Is he any better?"

Buffy shook her head. "No. He's sleeping right now. That's all he's been doing for the past couple days. He's woken up a few times but he's still really tired. He won't eat anything either. He just drinks a lot of water."

"Well, fluids are good when you're sick, right?"

Buffy shrugged but Giles answered, "We don't know if that is the same for vampires."

"Hey, blood's a fluid," Xander quipped. Willow shot him a look of daggers, and he decided to shut up.

"Did you take his temperature?" Giles asked curiously. He wondered if this would actually work with the undead.

"Yep. Broke the thermometer. Guess we know he's dead."

"I'm going to check on him," Giles told the teens, moving over to the other side of the apartment.

Crossing her arms over her chest, Buffy went to follow him with Willow but Xander stood still. He still wasn't sure about this.

"Hey, guys? Is this thing contagious? 'Cause I've still got to go to school tomorrow and I don't want to give Vampire Disease to anyone. Except maybe Cordelia..." He grinned.

"Xander, shut up!" Willow hissed. She was fed up with his antics.

"Okay, okay." He trudged across the room and stood beside the two girls. Giles was right. Angel did look pretty bad. "So what do we do?"

Giles took off his glasses and cleaned the lenses with his handkerchief before putting them back on. "Well, I think the water may have helped a little to control his temperature but I would recommend feeding him... immediately."

He could tell from the expression on everyone's faces that wasn't the right thing to say but Buffy braved it out and said, "Let me check the fridge."

She went over to the appliance and opened the large, white door, peeking inside. She tried to prepare herself for finding hospital blood packets but, as it turned out, there was nothing inside.

"Giles, there's nothing in here."

"What?"

Her watcher came over and she showed him what she meant. "It's empty."

"Well, the refrigerator was empty so now we have to find another blood source."

"Okay, let me just say, 'Gross!'" the boy exclaimed, grimacing.

"Giles is right," Buffy agreed. "But where do we get it? We can't just go order a few packets and delivery day is Monday. Today's Thursday. Not saying I'd want to go swipe some..."

"Isn't there any alternative?" Willow asked, trying to think of a way around it.

"Vampires can feed on small animals like rats and such," Giles offered by way of suggestion.

"No," Buffy disagreed with this idea. "Angel hasn't eaten in almost forty-eight hours. A few rats aren't going to help him. We need something bigger."

"Bigger?" Willow didn't like the sound of this. "Like what?"

"Like me."