Spike was still chained in the bathtub. He wondered if they would ever trust him. He was getting a cramp in his wrists.
"I have heard you for the hundreth time!" Giles appeared in the doorway.
"Then do something about it."
"I told you you'll get something later."
"Well, I'm hungry."
Giles sighed and walked back into the living room.
Spike laid back in the bathtub impatiently. A couple of seconds later, he yelled, "Giles!"
Giles appeared in the doorway again. "I'm not feeding you," he said as patiently as he could.
"I don't care about that!" Spike said gruffly.
"Then what is it?"
"It's Willow. She's in trouble."
"What?" Spike asked.
"You expect me to believe that?" Giles asked after he calmed down.
Spike tried to get up. "We have to go. You can keep me chained up, but we have to go."
Giles noticed that Spike looked desperate. He had never known Spike cared that much about Willow. In fact, he thought he didn't like her at all. Until Oz left several months ago. He wasn't heard from since then.
"Fine," Giles said and unlocked the chains from the bathtub. He grabbed a cross and held it in Spike's face.
Spike flinched away. "Hey, hey," he said.
Giles put the cross down at his side.
Spike walked toward the door and waited for Giles to open it. Giles opened it, stepped outside, and asked, "Where is she?" as he closed it.
"I don't know," Spike replied.
"I knew it! You were just using the Willow excuse so I would unchain you," Giles said and started to pull Spike back into the apartment.
"No! We have to find her! Did Buffy say where she was patrolling tonight?"
"No, she didn't. She just said the cemetary."
"Then we'll go to all the cemetaries until we find them," Spike started to walk toward Restfield Cemetary.
Giles reluctantly followed him wondering if Spike was going to kill him.