Angel woke up with a start, looking around he realized he was in his own bed in his own home not in a rain drenched alley awaiting death with a fight.

"Good your awake," Dawns voice came from the doorway, "here I brought you breakfast. Willow figured you would be pretty hungry when you woke up." Dawn crossed the room and handed Angel a large mug filled with warm blood as he sat up to lean against the headboard.

Dawn set the carafe down on the bedside table, "I wanted to tell you Buffy's plane should be landing any time now, and there is a lady named Nina downstairs asking for you." Dawn turned to leave the room, at the door she stopped, biting her lip she asked softly "What happened to Spike?"

"What do you mean?"

"He died, and last night he walked in a hit Giles then went upstairs with that blue lady, he was acting all strange with her."

"Strange how?" Angel asked with a growl.

Dawn waved her hand, "Not bad strange, Spike was being ….gentle. Spike is never gentle, loud, overbearing, sarcastic yes. He was nice to me, but he was never gentle, and his voice changed. It wasn't as harsh, he kinda sounded like Giles, just different somehow."

"Spike is most definitely alive" was all Angel got out before Dawn was out the door.

With a shrug Angel decided to get dressed and go assure Nina that he was alright, he hoped that she wouldn't be too freaked out by the whole gang downstairs.

Nina came over to Angel as soon as he set foot in the lobby; he leaned down and gave her a soft kiss before pulling her to his side. As they walked over to the sofa Angel asked if she had met everyone.

"Yes, your friends are wonderful Angel" she replied with a soft smile.

A loud thump from up above caused everyone to jump; only Andrew seemed to be unaffected. "It seems that our esteemed colleagues have been awakened by our young charge."

Xander threw a pillow at Andrew, which missed by a mile "Can't you ever talk like a normal guy?"

Andrew rose and went into the kitchen to retrieve the breakfast tray he had left in the warming oven, knowing the history of Illyria/Fred, Andrew was fairly sure that she would not be comfortable with the Scoobies.

Angel sat down and started to catch up with everyone what had been happening in LA since they last spoke.