Andrew nodded to Buffy.

"From what I saw, he's alive and well...well...he's actually dead since he's a vampire"

Buffy looked to Dawn then back to Andrew.

"Were they alright?" Buffy asked.

Andrew nodded once again. Buffy sighed deeply, still looking at Andrew.

"If they came, they must need me...I have to get to Los Angeles"

Dawn stood up, laying the washcloth she was using to clense Buffy's wounds down onto the couch. Buffy smiled to Dawn then looked and Andrew.

"Andrew, get on the phone, get me 3 tickets to Los Angeles, I want to go tonight." Buffy exclaimed, she then looked to Dawn, "get out stuff packed"

Dawn nodded then ran to her room to pack up things to go. Andrew nodded as well then walked over to the phone and picked it up. Buffy crossed her arms over her chest.

"Here we go."

Los Angeles

Spike gripped the sword tightly in his hand, looking at a small building ahead of him.
The building had a small sign that said, "Demon Destiny." and a few broken windows. There was also an "OPEN" sign one of the windows.

Angel held an axe in his hand. He walked to the door of the bar and lifted his foot, knocking it into the door. The door cracked in half and the broken pieces dropped down onto the floor. Angel walked into the bar, his boots making thudding noises as they hit the floor. Spike followed Angel inside, stepping over the broken door pieces.
There was a large demon, sinking his teeth into a dead human's arm, trying to devour it. The human was scratched up and bloody, some of his bones in sight.

"Put him down." Angel said to the Akram demon.

The Akram demon released his fangs from the dead corpse's arm and looked up at Angel with a growl.

"Or what?" The demon asked.

Angel shrugged then gripped the axe, running at the demon. He quickly jumped in the air as high as a vampire could and slammed the axe down into the demon's skull. There were a few nasty cracks as the axe hit, the demon's head slicing in half and the corpse falling down to the floor. Angel pulled the axe back as the demon body fell.

"Bloody hell." Spike said, watching Angel with the sword still in his hand.

All of the sudden, 3 Akram demons bursted through the bar's backroom door. The door fell to the floor like the other one, the demons standing tall.

"You killed our brother!" One of the demons growled.

Angel shrugged but didn't hesitate, running at the demon on the far left. He knocked his left fist across the demon's face, holding the axe in the other hand. The demon stumbled back from the intense hit but grabbed Angel.

"Well, well." Spike grinned.

Spike ran at the Akram on the right as the demon in the middle looked at his dead brother on the floor. Spike slammed his knee up into the demon's midsection. He watched as the demon hung over a little bit, gasping for air. While the demon bent over, Spike brung up his fist into its face with a growl. The force of the punch made the demon fly back and slam into a bar wall, blood trailing down the wall where the demon's head was. Spike grinned again, sure that the demon's skull was crushed.
Angel felt his face slam down into the bar top, the demon releasing him after the hit, Angel's body falling down. Angel's nose bled slightly from the impact of the bar and his face. Angel wiped the blood from his nose and flipped back to his feet. He kept the axe in his hand, bringing it up under the chin of the demon he was fighting. The axe launched through the demon's throat and blood splashed the floor as the demon body hit.

Spike had already started up on the last demon brother by the time Angel was done fighting his. The Akram demon grabbed Spike and threw him at the bar. Spike flew at the bar and hit it, his body sliding along it and knocking off shot glasses before falling off and hitting the floor behind the bar. Angel ran up behind the demon and swung the axe at his neck. The axe hit the demon's neck and Angel used his strength to pull it through, the head of the demon falling from its shoulders.
Spike coughed and slowly stood from behind the bar, a line of cold, crimson colored blood down from his forehead to his cheek. Angel looked over at Spike, dried up blood on his own nose. Spike walked out from the behind the bar, leaving the sword behind from the slight pain he was in. Angel kept the axe in his hands and walked over the demon bodies to exit the bar. Spike followed Angel, stepping over blood and demons.

Angel exited the bar and walked towards the black viper across the street. Spike still followed him, ignoring the blood on his face. Angel stepped beside the driver side of the door and opened it, bending down and getting inside, throwing the axe in the back with the other. Spike walked to the passenger seat and opened the door, getting inside. Angel took the car key from his pocket and placed it in the ignition before turning it, the engine starting up.
Angel hit the pedal and the car sped off towards Wolfram And Hart.