She could remember when the craving started. It was when she was under Willow's will-be-done spell. It was so sudden and so specific she dragged the freshly love struck Spike out in the middle of the night to get some. The third time in the past week alone she had found herself standing in the freezer section of the grocery store looking for the specific kind that would satisfy her craving. Sometimes she was afraid it would make her fat then she realized she was too active for that to ever be a problem. The craving was indulged to the point it became a joke. Middle of the day, middle of the night it didn't matter. Whenever she found herself missing Angel the craving came back. Weird how it was almost clockwork. "Must be hormones" She told herself. As a nagging feeling somewhat akin to deja vu washed over her. There was something she forgot. She checked the oven making sure it was off. The feeling passed, the cravings didn't.

"Buffy are you ready?" Dawn yelled from across the house.

"One more minute" She yelled back. Again she felt like she forgot something. She double checked the oven before leaving the carton on the counter as she ran out the door to take her sister to school. Whatever it was she'd figure it out when she got back.