"We were crossing the ponticello when she collapsed. That's, uh, Italian. For bridge."
"Yes, Andrew," Giles said. "I know that. She's been unconscious since then?"
"She sometimes says 'go away'."
Giles touched her cheek. "Buffy, can you hear me?"
Giles sighed. Bloody Americans! "Galway. It's Galway. We should take her there, it could be important."
Xander met them after driving across from Dublin. He brought a passenger.
"He doesn't know who he is. And he was on the road in daylight."
The dark, not-stranger walked into the room. Buffy woke. "Angel?"
Giles smiled. Maybe Shanshu was real after all.