"I really hate you," Buffy glared at Angel as they helped Spike and Gunn barricade the door. "You could have told us that a legion of the undead were going to come after your son."
"I thought the attack at the hospital was a fluke and they wouldn't follow us to the Slayer's doorstep."
"Well you were wrong and worse you're endangering Dawn with this."
"Dawn can defend herself better than a newborn and a vampire just getting adjusted to her new soul." Angel snapped. "She's older than you were when you were called."
"That's not the point. The point is we didn't ask to be caught up in all your craziness, we have enough craziness of our own to deal with."
"Such as trying to figure out what kind of love spell Spike used on you."
"Spike did not use a love, you know what you lost all say in my love life when you walked away after graduation. I wanted to make things work. You on the other hand had to do everything your way without any consideration for other people and their feelings like you always do."
"Could you two kill each other after the angry mob doesn't." Gunn put his full force into the door.
"Giles says that England is too far away to do a protection spell," Dawn came in with the phone.
"Then what exactly does he suggest?" Spike groaned as the door lurched. "Let them have the little nibbet."
"Actually,"
"No," came a chorus response.
"Ask Giles to do what ever he can to help if it means teleporting in from England I don't care," Buffy gestured Dawn to go into the other room.
"Well he was a lot of help," Angel sighed.
"He didn't know when he left to help Willow that you were going to come swooping in with an army after you." Buffy defended her Watcher. "Maybe if you had bothered to give us a heads up we would have been more prepared."
"Well prepared or not," Gun grunted. "I think they're coming in," as the door was ripped off its hinges and splintered into a million pieces at the same time.