"Wow, am I glad that's over" said Phoebe turning into Prescott street.
"Yeah, me too, but I'd really love to know who it was who sent them after us?" said Prue.
"Take your pick, all the Warlocks and Demons we've kicked to the curb, the possibilities of any of them holding a grudge is endless" answered Phoebe.
"I could have sworn I heard that Angel guy say Rex's name though" said Prue.
"Well I'm sure well find out sooner or later" added Piper.
They pulled up outside the house to see Andy coming down the steps.
"Hey Prue".
"Andy, what's up?"
"We picked up a guy earlier tonight, he was wandering around your road in a daze, he'd completely lost it, we couldn't get a sane word out of him"
"What's that got to do with Prue?" asked Phoebe.
"Not just Prue, Phoebe, he kept mentioning your names, he was saying all this weird stuff, talking about Demons and Vampires and Witches"
"Who is he?" asked Piper.
"Well we managed to find some ID on him and his name is a Mr Sole, do you know him?"
"Roger!" answered Prue.
"That's Roger?…. Roger your ex?" asked Andy.
The sisters looked to one another, they had completely forgotten about Roger in all the commotion, he'd been left behind in the attic, they hadn't even had a chance to erase his memory of the recent events.
"Er…Where is he now?" asked Prue.
"We've had to admit him to a psychiatric hospital for an evaluation" answered Andy.
Prue, Piper and Phoebe looked through the glass panel in the door to see Roger sitting in the corner of the room. He was rocking backwards and forwards, sucking on his thumb and mumbling to himself.
"Oh, no, this is terrible" said Prue. "There must be something we can do".
"This might not sound fair but I think Roger is getting what he deserves" said Piper.
"As much as I hate to agree, Piper is right Prue" smiled Phoebe.
Suddenly Leo appeared beside them.
"Leo, he will be ok won't he?" asked Prue.
"I have a feeling Roger will soon be back to his old Charming self" answered Leo, as they walked down the corridor and out of the door.
"Can you believe this?" asked Buffy, looking in amazement at Angel and Cordelia as they stood in the arrivals lounge at LAX. "We fly to LA thinking my mom would be here, and when I call Giles now he's back in Sunnydale, and she's there!"
Angel and Cordelia looked at Buffy, surprised. "So what happened?" asked Angel quietly. He was feeling very subdued since he had realised that his demon had had come close to killing Buffy - again. As soon as she was back in Sunnydale and he could go back to brooding in his office downtown, the happier he would be.
"It appears that when Spike ran away, he stole Giles' car from outside the hotel. It seems though, he must have already been near to Sunnydale when the body-switch occurred and mom found herself driving Giles' Citroen. When they got to the hotel, there was a message waiting for them from mom. She was back in Sunnydale by that time and we were already on our way to the airport, so Giles couldn't call us."
"So, I guess you'll be making your way back to Sunnydale now, Buffy?" asked Angel, hoping to get it over with as soon as possible.
"I think that might be for the best. I'm going to have to find out when the next flight leaves back to Sunnydale."
Cordelia, feeling in a strangely tactful mood, suggested generously, "I'll go do that. Leave you two to do whatever it is you've got to do," she added pointedly, making expressive gestures with her hands.
Buffy smiled self-consciously and turned back to Angel. "So, I guess I'd better be going, huh?" she asked, praying with some small part of her that he'd deny that he wanted her to go.
"I think that might be best. I'm going to have to get out of here before sunrise," invented Angel, desperate to get away from temptation.
Buffy smiled bravely and said "OK," as Cordelia came back.
Cordy approached and said, "The next flight is leaving in 20 minutes from Gate G12. Better get a move on," she encouraged. She looked around and asked, "where did Angel go?"
Buffy looked around and caught a glimpse of the back of Angel as he left the terminal. He turned and looked at her for a moment, then disappeared into the pre-dawn light. Maybe this was for the best - not prolonging the inevitable. But it still didn't make it any easier to bear. "OK then Cordy, shall we go?"
"Sure, but just so you know, I've been thinking and I think its time I left Sunnydale. Being away from there for the last few days has shown me that there's nothing there for me anymore. When we get back, I'm packing and coming back here. I mean, I never had any chance to explore the shopping potential here."
Buffy raised her eyebrows and smiled as they went to the counter to pick up their tickets back to Sunnydale, Cordelia raving about the fabulous acting career she was going to have.
The End.