Chapter 2

Angel: You know Buffy?

Rose: Um, yeah, she's on the show too.

Vanessa: Well, technically not this show. She's on her own show called Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Rose: Vanessa!! Er…anyway, we know who yall are and where you came from. I know this is a lot to digest, believe me, its not all making sense from our end either…(puts her hand idly into her pocket) Ow! What was that?!! (she pulls her hand out of her pocket quickly) That burned! (reaches in again and winces as she pulls out a cross pendant on a silver necklace. Holding it by the chain, she stares at it) I can't…(she pokes the cross and her finger sizzles) I'm a…vampire! (looks into rearview mirror and sees no reflection) I am?

Vanessa: (checks mirror too) No fair! I'm not! How come you get to be a vampire? Wait, do you have a soul?

Rose: Well, I don't feel like killing you, that's gotta be a good sign.

Vanessa: (whispers) Well, what do I get to be!?

Rose: (whispers back) Maybe a Slayer.

Vanessa: (picks up a wrench that's lying on the floor of the van and trys to bend it. It bends easily) Aw, cool!

Spike: Back to the subject, girls, why are you here?

Rose: Maybe we're supposed to do something.

Angel: We're here. (helps Gunn into the hospital, everyone follows. They get Gunn to the doctors, then settle down in the waiting area.)

Vanessa: I hope Gunn will be all right. (looks back at Rose) Ooo, ooo, Rose, vamp out! I wanna see your grr face!

Rose: Not now, you dodo, there are too many people around.

Vanessa: You're just upset cuz you can't see what it looks like.

Rose: (ignores Vanessa and turns back to the gang) Anyway, I think that we're here to help you. In fact (looks proud) we already did by getting rid of that army that was about to kick your asses into the next life.

Vanessa: How did we do that?

Rose: (thinks for a moment) Musta been a Dorothy/Oz-type deal.

Vanessa: Oh yeah!

Illyria: (Raises an eyebrow)

Rose: You know, when Dorothy's house dropped on the Witch in the Wizard of Oz?

Angel: Oh, I guess that makes sense.

(Spike looks confused)

Vanessa: Wait, Spike, you can't tell me you didn't see that movie!

Spike: Well, I was evil when it came out.

Rose: Oh yeah.

Angel: You know, there's something I don't understand. You said you'd turned into a vampire and the other girl -Vanessa- had turned into a slayer. You mean that in your world, you're not?

Rose: Yes, back in our dimension Slayers and vampires and demons and magic don't exist, at least, I'm pretty sure they don't.

Angel: But if magic doesn't exist there, how did you get here?

Rose: Good point. A dimensional rip, maybe, caused by something here trying to escape to our world.

Vanessa: (falls into a chair) Aah!

Rose: Vanessa? (sees Vanessa holding her head in her hands) Ohmygosh!

Angel: What's going on?!

Rose: It looks like she's having a…

Vanessa: …Vision?! Ow!! Since when do I get those? Uh, I saw a woman, it was Buffy, and she was standing on the Hellmouth, fighting with a demon.

Rose: Was that it?

Vanessa: 5th of June. We have to find her before then. That only gives us three days. By the way, wow! Backwards; wow! That hurt a lot more than it looks like. (looks distraught) Uh…Rose?

Rose: What?

Vanessa: Isn't my head gonna explode? Remember when Cordelia went into a coma cuz her visions were too much for her to handle? Only reason Doyle could handle them was cuz he was half-demon! (Angel looks unsettled at the mention of his dead friends)

Rose: (thinks for a moment) Yeah, but you're a slayer now, I think you should be able to handle it.

Vanessa: (sighs with relief) I hope so.

Rose: (turns to look at Angel) I think that explains why we are here, if not exactly how. Something is trying to open the Hellmouth, and apparently might succeed.

Spike: Look, luv, there's no way anyone could open it back up. It collapsed. I know, I was the one who did it.

Rose: I hate to burst your happy little bubble Spike, but that wasn't the only one. The Sunnydale Hellmouth was the active one at the time, but there are others. I'm pretty sure there's one in Cleveland.

Angel: It's probably Wolfram and Hart.

Rose: Isn't it always? I have a feeling this is the Apocalypse that you're supposed to play a part in. By the way, why the hell did you sign that contract?!

Vanessa: Yeah!

Spike: What contract?

Angel: It's nothing. (to the girls) Listen, that is none of your business.

Rose: (her face falls) I'm sorry. You're right.

Angel: Now, if you'll excuse us, I need to talk with Spike and Illyria. Privately.

Rose: Um, sure. Come on, 'Nessa. (they exit to the bathroom)