Buffy awoke with a headache. She took in her surroundings. She was lying on a bed. There were covers on the bed and as Buffy became more aware, she realized that she was under the covers and that she was not wearing any clothes. "Okay NOT GOOD." Buffy said to herself.

Buffy was sure that she would have remembered getting naked in an odd bed.

She heard a door open and someone looked into the room that she was in. As much as she wanted to tackle the person at that moment, she couldn't cos she was naked. She had some pride. *Didn't she?*

Buffy was going to get out of bed. As her legs came into view, a white light filled the room. Leaving behind someone standing in front of her. A squeak came from Buffy at the same moment.

She would always swear that it was not from her. But from the person standing in front of her. She threw the cover back and got up into a defensive stance.

"I don't know who the hell you are. BUT you can not just get me naked and do what you want to me. Without knowing that I am going to give you one hell of a fight doing it."

Buffy stood there waiting and if she would have admitted it, she was cold.

"Buffy, I mean you no harm. You are here because there is trouble going on. And we need your help." The stranger stood in front of her not moving. Just waiting for Buffy's next move.

"And IF....IF I Believe you? Then what?" Buffy asked. She really wanted to cross her arms and she needed to go to the bathroom.

The stranger face's was red. The air had gotten colder in the room and it was doing wonderful things to the blonde's body. But for some reason looking and drooling at Buffy did not seem the right thing to do. Especially now that they needed her help.

The stranger turned to the door and a small woman entered the room. She was caring a tray and some clothes in her arms. She bowed before the stranger.

"My lord." She set the tray down as close to Buffy as she ccould get. The Slayer was known to them and she knew that if Buffy hit her, she would surely die at her hands. She bowed to Buffy and left the room.

Buffy was confused. She lost the opportune moment to find out what the hell was going on. If not escape all together...She figured that it had to do with being so cold. *Have I ever been this cold?* When the door was closed, the stranger looked to Buffy.

"Buffy on the tray is food and drink. I am sure that you must be hungry. There is also some clothes for you to wear. Please put them on. I need to let the others know that you are awake. Don't worry you are safe here. Others are not." And disappeared from view.

Buffy sighed and looked around. *Even when I don't know them they all leave me.* She looked at the food and clothes. Figuring that she would be warmer once she was dressed, she set out taking the clothes that was before her. The clothes were almost familiar to her. The link to them was ticking away in her mind. But what it was, just was not coming to the Slayer.

Once Buffy was in the clothes, she took a cup off the tray and took a small drink of it. *I should be worried that they might poison me.* Then her stomach made the most unslayerish noise that she had ever heard. "ALRIGHT.....ALRIGHT I WILL EAT!"

*God you think that I had Seymour inside me.* As she was eating and drinking the theme song to Little Shop Of Horrors was running through her mind.