"Ruins, demons, looks like were in a hell," I look around.

Where's Spike he was here a minute ago, and I'm Buffy again. Am in some alternate universe?

That's Spike, could notice his hair from a mile away. Its so blond. Might as well go see what he did, always talked about destroying the universe but didn't think he'd actually do that.

He looks around, that scent is so familiar, its like she's around. That's impossible though she's gone with the slayer trainees.

This town is in ruins, so many dead. We failed, are the others okay? Does it really matter? Might as well go on my own, nothing else can do.

"Buffy," I see her coming.

She slaps me hard across the face.

"Just like old times love," I smirk.

"What the hell happened here?" she paces. "And how did I get here, something in the spell screwed up.

"An apocalypse, tons of Demon's, we tried to stop it, some died and some still are."

She looks confused, "We? Who's we? And when did you become all good?"

How she's acting reminds me of when we first met. "I have a soul, some good in me."

"What you have a soul now?" she says sarcastically. "Your a killer!"

Ouch," I act offended. "Buffy, remember I got a soul for you. Your the reason I'm not a killer, I closed the hell mouth and died, but the lawyers at Wolfram and Heart, decided I haven't had enough torture. Angel was the one who was supposed to have that necklace."

"What are you talking about? And Angels here, since when do the two of you work together?"

Something's wrong with her, like a memory from the past, how she's acting. I lean in and kiss her.

I had so much uncertainty and suddenly the memories come. Me and Spike, he did get a soul. Angel left thinking he was a threat, and he's here. The hell mouth was closed, I told him that I loved him and I do. I have a sister, and so many things.

"I remember."

"Good pet, so where does that leave us?"

"If you loved me why didn't you go see me, once you came back?"

"I became a ghost, got to torture that ponce Angel, then became corporal. I was planning to see you but you were with the immortal."

"Oh," I let out a sigh. "Why didn't anyone else tell me Wesley or Angel?"

"Ask them yourself," comes Connor.

"Who are you?" she turns toward him.

"Angel's son."

She nearly faints and I catch her. "Buffy are you okay?"

Damn Angel for not telling her anything, she needs to know this stuff.

"Ow Wes can you make it hurt less," Angel complains.

"Your vampire so the pain will go away soon."

"Where's everyone else?" I try to grip his shoulder only to find it falling through. "Your a ghost."

"Yes, they weren't done with me yet, still have work to do."

"Wolfram and Heart, have to hate them."

"Yeah."

"Hey Angel," Spike comes in.

"What are you doing here?"

"Someone has a few questions to ask you."

"I don't want to see another demon Spike."

"Come on pet lets go, he obviously is too busy bruting."
"Buffy?" I see her.

"Angel," she sneers. "We need to talk."