Angel swung the passenger door open, nearly vamped. He jumped into his seat and slammed the door shut. Cordelia jumped slightly as the door banged violently. She then made her way to the van and coolly and quietly climbed in. Gunn and Wesley only stared at the two's strange actions. Turning the ignition on, Wesley asked, "Is everything… Okay?"

Clenching his jaw hard, Angel replied angrily, "Let's just--" As he heard his tone he quickly took back his words and stopped. He sighed deeply and rubbed the developing wrinkles out of his forehead. Calmly, he continued, "Let's just go."

Wesley took his focus off of Angel and established his eyes on the road. Pulling out into the street, Wesley replied, "Very well then…"

Driving on a somewhat scenic route of Sunnydale, Wesley noticed The Magic Box, looking deserted. Further down the road, Angel saw The Bronze, and he felt a chill in his body from all of the memories. Even Cordelia sighed as they passed the landmark.

Not getting much from the surroundings, Gunn fidgeted in his seat behind Wesley. He leaned forward and whispered, "Are we almost there yet? Cause I think my bladder's about to pop."

With a slight shake of the head, Wesley answered, "You should've gone before we left the--" He suddenly stopped, realizing what he was about to say. Wesley quickly retorted, "We're almost there."

For one in an extremely long time, Angel felt his heart beat, and rapidly at that. The van pulled into the Summers' driveway, the house looking the same as before. Angel closed his eyes tightly as he opened his door with everyone else already out of the vehicle. The others retreated to the back of the car as Angel stepped closer to the house, looking around.

"Angel! Look!" Wesley exclaimed as he pointed to the front door split open with a mess in the entrance.

Racing to join the group and take a look at the chaos, Angel noticed a dim light flickering in the house's window. Cordelia and Gunn handed weapons to Wesley and Angel as they all gave each other looks of hope. With a nod of the head, Angel announced, "Let's go."

Leading the group into the house, Angel glanced around wildly. Books and papers were scattered everywhere, and some areas were laced with broken glass. From the corner of his eye, Angel noticed the light again and flashed around to look at it, but it was only a broken lamp lying on the floor. Everyone took their steps carefully, trying to not clutter the house even more so. Breaking off into different rooms of the house, Wesley headed towards the kitchen, Gunn walked into the living room, and Cordelia enters the dining room. Angel stood in the main entrance, staring blankly at the broken glass from a picture frame on the floor. The shattered pieces laid and scratched the beautiful portrait of Buffy Summers.

"Oh my God!"

In the dining room, Cordy found Xander Harris lying upon the broken dinner table. His body fit exactly to the cracks of the wood, making it obvious that Xander's fall against the table shattered it into pieces. Still, it wasn't the only harm done to him with his clothing ripped and multiple cuts all over his face and body.

Angel rushed to his side, the only one that heard Cordelia's cry. Pushing some rubble aside, Angel knelt down beside him. "Xander, can you hear me?"

With no response, Angel and Cordelia shared looks of concern between the two of them.