Prologue:
In Los Angeles...
Angel sat reading a local newspaper that was twenty years old. He had gotten tired of this... Staying alone in The Hotel. He had been entombed thanks to an AERO demon and Wolfram and Hart. He looked at the sketch he had been drawing, a picture of a woman he had never seen before. He wondered who she was and where she was.
Cut to Sunnydale...
A slayer and Spike were 'dancing' in the fighting sense. He had trained her for the last four years. Spike's outfit hadn't changed much. As he had thrown her lightly. She landed on cat's feet.
"Is that the best you can do slayer?" Spike asked and then got kicked in the face.
"Oh yeah," The slayer said with a big smile. She decided to flip and kick him simultaneounsly. Spike flew back.
"Have you made your choice pet?" Spike asked but that only seemed to infuriate the slayer.
"No I haven't," The slayer said and kicked him in the head.
"Oh bloody hell!" Spike yelled and then vamped out. He attacked her and the tumble left her on top with a stake.
"Stake you're dead." The slayer said getting up.
"Like mother, like daughter." Spike said as he saw the young girl pick up her backpack and showed his human face. "Thanks," He said.
"For the magic? I don't need the thank you, you helped me out... You need freedom." The slayer said.
"Thanks Kelly," Spike said. Kelly left the room.
Cut to The Motel Room.
Kelly opened the door to her hotel room. There she put her bag on her bed and took off her jacket. It was 6 a.m. and tired. She opened a drawer and found the pictures that she had sketched. She touched the outline of the face. 'I wonder who he was.' She thought herself and got out a pare of p.j.s. She changed clothes, brushed her teeth, and got into the covers.
Back In L.A.
Angel was tired and tried to sleep but only tossed and turned. As he did he dreamt...
Angel's Dream...
He was in a cage and tried to get out and there was nothing he could do.
Kelly's Dream...
Kelly is walking down the street of L.A. and finds herself at a door that cannot enter and finds a knife and cuts herself. She however doesn't cut herself on purpose. As she grabbed the doors, they slung open and there was Angel and suddenly was thrown against the wall and felt the impact and awoke fast.
Angel's Dream...
"No!" Angel yelled.
"All gone," The vamped out Drusilla said. "Grandmother and all." Angel immediately awoke.
The Motel...
Kelly had awoken in a cold sweat and then took a shower. She had closed the Bathroom door and put a pair of pants, Tanktop, tennie shoes on, and she curled her hair up and decided to find something to do. She walked out of the Motel room. The dream was off…
The Hotel…
Angel awoke and changed into some decent clothes. He sketched Kelly's face and touched the face and hoped that the dreams were merely just dreams, and not a prophecy.