Cordelia leaned against the counter, bored. She saw Connor walk by and was so caught up in whatever, he ignored her. She sighed and rolled her eyes. She picked up a vase and fiddled with it. She gasped, dropping it to the ground as it shattered. She hardly noticed as her head filled her mind with images. As soon as it ended she looked to the large wooden doors, knowing what was to come. She grabbed the phone, she needed to prevent this, and Angel wouldn't be able to help.
Buffy walked into her house and set down a bag. The phone rang as she walked over and picked it up. "Hello?"
"Buffy? Help! Help me!" Buffy recognized the voice and was shaken by the urgency of how she spoke.
"Cordelia? What's going on what's wrong?"
"I had a vision Buffy you have to hurry!" Cordelia replied, hoping it wasn't too late.
"A what?"
"Buffy! We need you it's Angel-" The phone was cut off as Buffy listened to the dial tone beeping, her heart racing.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Cordy, calling the Slayer? You are just helping boost my plan. Instead of me coming to them. So, you saw some things? I guess I will have to deal with you first…"
"Bite me Angelus."
"Wrong thing to say to a vampire, Cordy, but don't worry, this will be fun for you." Angel grabbed Cordelia's neck and twisted it, revealing her jugular to his vamped-out face.
"Who was that?" Dawn walked into the room, hearing Buffy shouting. Buffy stood there frozen, with the phone in her hands.
"Call everyone, something is going on in L.A., and if Angel is in trouble, we will need a lot of help." Buffy ran up the stairs, ready to pack. Dawn watched her leave, a little confused and slightly scared as she took the phone, dialing Willow's number.
Everyone gathered at the Magic Shop, all having a bag with them with quickly gathered clothes. Anya and Xander didn't seem to excited to go, but they-well, Xander knew that they had to help their friend.
"Okay, all we know is Angel is in trouble, and we have to go to L.A., and save him. Horrible plan, but we can revise… in the car. Let's go." Everyone headed out to the two cars, Anya bickering to Xander, she would rather stay at the Magic Box, and watch the money.
Buffy stood alone in the Magic Shop, her mind thinking of all the possibilities that could've happened to Angel. She heard footsteps as she turned, seeing Spike. "Hello Slayer, not inviting me along? You know you will need me, especially if Peaches couldn't handle it."
Buffy turned to look at him, biting her lip. She hoped to get away without Spike, but now that he was there, she knew he would follow. "Or are you scared that Peaches might not approve of our little secret affair?"
They faced each other, as Spike put his arm around her waist. She sighed and pulled away from him, as Spike showed a face of disappointment. It left as soon as it came as she turned back to look at him. "I will ride at you, and drive fast, I want to get there as soon as possible." With that, she turned and got into his car, as the frustrated Spike followed.