Angel stood before the dragon, covered in blood, watching the beast in front of him. His body ached and he wanted to rest but he knew he had to continue, and Wolfram and Hart and to be brought down. This was it and he had to end this. He held his sword in his hand, ready to stab at the dragon. He was about to run at the dragon but stopped, his sword dropping to the ground.

The dragon was frozen and didn't move as Willow walked through the dust and cloudy air. "Thought we would come and help Angel." Angel looked to Willow, almost not believing his eyes as Willow turned back to the dragon, saying a spell and the dragon disappeared in thin-air.

Spike sliced his sword through the air, slashing at the monsters crowded around him with axes. Spike felt like collapsing as he fell weakly to the ground, his swords falling from his hands. He turned to see a monster running at him, ax raised to chop at Spike. He saw the creature freeze and then fall over, having an ax in its own head.

"Need help Spike?" Buffy said to Spike, lifting up the ax and putting it over her shoulder, smirking down at the shock blonde vampire. She knelt down next to him as he feigned from blacking out, wondering if the Slayer was a hallucination.

"They are gone." Illyria said to them as smoke cleared as they all looked around. Angel stood next to Willow, Angel falling to the ground, fatigued. Buffy was trying to help Spike up while Illyria looked to the newcomers, cocking her head. Her blue eyes flashed to Gunn, who was dead on the ground. He lasted 10 minutes, as she said.

"I feel more grief, Wesley and Charles are gone." Illyria said, feeling something weird as she reached up and touched her face, wondering why it had become wet. It came from her eyes as she stared at them, and wondering how they somehow helped with her grief.

Dawn sat in the car, her arms crossed stubbornly. Everyone had seen the monsters from a mile away, yet she still had to wait in the car, despite training in her year in Rome and learning some magic from Willow. She looked at the car clock, seeing it had been 2 hours since Buffy and Willow had left.

Dawn sat in the driver's seat, her hands moving to grip the steering wheel. She was begin to worry now that two hours had passed, and she got could not get over seeing Spike again. They had heard he was alive but Buffy always thought it would be too tragic to see Angel and Spike together, plus she was dating the Immortal. "For now…" Dawn muttered, knowing Buffy still loved Spike and Angel.

She thought about the moment Buffy had heard. Evidently Wesley had called Giles, telling him he had some books Giles would want, and Wesley didn't need them now. Of course Giles had figured something was up and called Buffy, who dropped everything she was doing had found the earliest flight.

Buffy laid on the ground against the wall, catching her breath, Spike was leaning against her, fighting to keep himself for passing out. Willow pulled Angel through the clearing smoke and laid him on the ground. Willow then fell to her own knees, from using powerful magic as she took a deep breath, her hands shaking.

"Who is gone?" Buffy asked to the air, causing Willow to look at her. Illyria cast a look Buffy's way.

"Wesley and Charles are dead." Illyria spoke to them feeling emotions she did not like.

Buffy looked down at the ground, taking a deep breath. She knew that they had to get up as she pulled herself up, Spike finally collapsing, blacking out. With the rest of her Slayer strength she picked up Angel, knowing Willow wouldn't have the abilities to carry either of them. Buffy looked to Illyria, not quite knowing who she was, but assumed she had to be on the good side. "Can you carry Spike?"

Illyria nodded and picked up Spike, who lay limply in her arms. They all made their way to the car, moving slowly, all of them starting to feign their sleep and they were trying to keep themselves from passing out.

Dawn saw them and immediately started up the car as Buffy stuck Angel in the back and got into the front seat. Illyria set Spike next to Angel and got in the car herself, and Willow finally followed, her head resting against the window. "Drive Dawn, to the hotel," Buffy said and Dawn nodded, driving off.

"Angel should've called me… there was no way he would've gotten out of there without us. And Spike too, they knew I would be able to fight, yet they blow me off and give no warning… if it wasn't for Wesley calling Giles…" Buffy sighed, looking back to Angel and Spike, never have seen them work as hard as to pass out. She herself felt like passing out in the car.

"Well, at least Wolfram and Hart were stopped…" Dawn muttered, not exactly knowing what it was, but knowing it was the cause of the whole mess.

"Supposedly." Buffy mumbled as they sat in the car, off to the hotel.