A/N: Okay, finally LA is here. Like I said, school is here, so I have to get another bunch of chapters up and get a lot of other stuff done. Please review and enjoy this story!

Chapter 3

Buffy swam to shore. Thank God she could see the Hollywood sign, providing her the information she needed. She was in Los Angelus. Walking onto shore, she couldn't think of where in LA she was. All she concentrated on was how wet and cold she was. "Damn it!" she mumbled loudly.

She continued to walk up the sand dunes to find her path. Is this the beach near Angel's old place? She walked up and saw the pier he kissed her on. YES! Score!

Buffy needed to find a hideout spot for herself, in case things had moved faster along than she needed them to. She ran to the old Angel Investigation headquarters. It was not in the greatest shape, but good enough to store things until she knew where she was going.

Night was coming, and it was coming fast. She changed her wet clothes and found an old outfit of Cordelia's that didn't get singed. Then, Buffy looked at her phone, needing to call someone, but her phone was dead from getting wet. Shit! I guess I'm taking a walk.

She left her new headquarters and moved on to look. She use to know the streets of LA like the back of her hand, but now they were dim in her mind. She walked a ways and found nothing that was familiar to get her to Wolfram & Hart. I'm doomed. She sat down and looked around. "What can I do?" She noticed a man walking ahead of her. The jacket he wore had something moving beneath it. She knew it had to be a tail that poked out or else it was something that… didn't need to be discussed. She smiled to herself ad then walked up to the man. "Excuse me, sir. I noticed your-" she paused, thinking fast, "your jacket!" It was definitely stylish. "Can you tell me where you got it?"

"Well, uh… it's not that-uh-I-uh… It was actually very cheap," the man blundered his words. "I got it from my lawyer's family!"

"Lawyer, huh? It is quite remarkable," she said with her pouty, flirty face. "It looks almost exactly like my ex's jacket."

"Ex, huh? Well, uh, that wouldn't surprise me. It's the quality you would find in a department store."

"That's okay." She put her hand on his jacket and glided it down his arms. "It brings out all of your muscles," she said with the irresistible flirty face.

No man was safe when she wore it. She noticed he gulped. "Well, I-uh, work out all the time."

"I believe that." He's biting, now time to snap the trap. "I've never been secure in this city. It's tough for an innocent, young woman to be in these streets alone." She looked away, dreamily. "If only I had someone to protect me."

The man licked his lips, and he was caught in The Slayer's trap. "Well, maybe I can help you, if you would like."

Buffy pretend to be happy, well, okay she was happy inside. "Really? I would very much appreciate it."

"Then, no problem," said the man, holding her arm as they walked towards her 'place.'

She walked with him, her arm in his. She had no idea what his plan was, but she could handle it, especially if she could get an idea where Wolfram & Hart was from there. "So, you said you got your jacket from your lawyer. I guess you have gotten into a lot of trouble before, huh?"

"Well-uh, not so much trouble as much as family stuff."

"Oh, really? That's too bad. I like bad boys."

The man rushed in his words, "But I can be very bad."

She laughed, and then she asked her most obvious question. "So, where does your lawyer work?"

"You got yourself into trouble?" he asked as a question.

"Kind of. Let's just say I was looking for a very good lawyer."

"My lawyer is from Wolfram & Hart. They have excellent service, no thanks to their new boss, Angel."

This made Buffy mad, but she held her cool. "Alright, I've never seen Wolfram & Hart. Where about is it?"

"Actually, it's up the road a little ways. Just keep following this road towards the east for about two miles, you will find it." He paused for a second. "How far from your home?"

"Not too far. Just turn at the next right."

Buffy and the man turned. They entered into a dark alleyway. "What's this?"

She pulled herself out of his grip. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to be cruel and I don't mean to be fooling you. I know that you're really a demon. I am the vampire slayer and I need to know my way around, so thank you for the help."

Buffy started to turn to leave. "Not so fast!"

She turned around again and the demon changed into his true form. Great!! The creature lunged out of the way and did a high kick. Time to get to work. Let's go! She continued to fight.

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A few minutes later

Buffy looked both ways out of the alley. She saw no one, so she walked into the street light to assess the damages. In her hand was a piece of sharp, metal piping and on her body was, well, nothing that could be described by the average person. The light showed a couple of scrapes and such, but the most major and noticeable was a cut above her left eye and her shoulder was dislocated. She threw the pipe with her good arm into the alley to strike the monster again. It was definitely dead, but precautions are always good.

She walked to the light pole. She used her good arm and placed her dislocated arm, palm down, against the pole. Then, she pulled all of her weight into her dislocated arm with her good arm. Her arm popped right back into place.

Flexing her hand, she ran to the former Angel Investigations, then attempted to head for Wolfram & Hart. Wait, somebody will see my weapons an attempt to arrest me. She tried to see if there was a sewer line near her to get into the law firm. The sewer line in the Angel Investigations building was sealed with concrete to prevent people getting in that way. Crap! She looked over the buildings across from her. The heights of the buildings were about equal and the distance between them were equal, all of which she could jump. Scaling buildings, CLASSIC!

She moved very quick from building to building Suddenly, midway through one of her jumps, the earth started to shake. It better not…

The middle of the road she was jumping over started to crack and the building she was jumping towards started to move away from her. She was never going to make that jump. She watched as hell opened up beneath her. She was prepared to fall. When she looked around, she wasn't falling. She looked up and noticed her mother, Anya, Cordelia, Kendra, and many other fallen souls lifting her up and over the crumbling street. "Mom?" she said in awe.

Joyce said with enthusiasm, "Hi honey!"

"Mom, Kendra…Anya, Cordy." She blinked in disbelief. "How can you be here now?"

Kendra said fast, "Not enuff time to explain. The tru tis that your dreams have been sent to you trough me and uhder slayars ob de past."

"You were meant to be here on this day. We were meant to carry you to Wolfram & Hart. You are the key to winning this war."

"Nuh uh! You must be mistaken. There's no way I'm the key, am I?" Buffy asked her self.

The souls shook their heads no. Buffy took a deep breath, "Wonderful," she mumbled.

"We can't tell you anymore or there will be trouble," Anya explained, "These complications on getting you there are because the demons of ell found out about this plan. That's why all this has happened."

"So this was al planned. Why doesn't that surprise me?" The group of spirits just smiled at her. "So my dreams about a war between heaven and hell meant exactly what it is."

"Yes, we are your guardians," Joyce said.

Buffy had to tell a truth that had been hitting her for a while. She said in a soft voice, "I miss you guys."

Cordelia said, "We miss you too."

Kendra looked up. "We're almose t'ere."

"It was nice talking again. Hopefully we won't be doing that anytime soon," Anya said cheerfully.

They dropped her onto the roof of the Wolfram & Hart law firm.

"Is this the closest you can get?" Buffy asked.

They nodded. Probably couldn't get me inside the building. Her guardian spirits left and left Buffy on the roof with her weapons.