"I must be dreaming" Buffy said to herself as she walked down the streets of what remotely resembled Los Angeles. Remotely, because while the buildings and the streets were still in their correct places, they weren't exactly the same… some of them had mouths. She looked up and noticed that both the sun and the moon were out at the same time. The sky looked like the sun was setting, filled with red and purple. Parts of the city off in the distance looked like it was on fire. This must be what hell is like she thought to herself. All of a sudden she saw a dragon fly by overhead. This has to be hell. I'm pretty sure that same dragon tried to come out of the hell dimension I closed when I died. She didn't know what, but something possessed her to want to run after that dragon. So she ran after it. She ran after it as long as she could but it was a dragon… it could fly… and she couldn't so eventually she lost sight of it, but she continued to run in the same general direction she had seen it flying.

She was now running down a street in downtown Los Angeles that she didn't really recognize. It had been a long time since she had been there, almost four years. At the end of the block she saw a sign that made her heart stop. "Wolfram and Hart Attorneys at Law" she said out loud to herself. She wasn't sure what to do, but she knew that she wanted more than anything to see what was inside. Maybe it would give her some clue as to why she was here, or what happened that night in LA. It's only a dream she thought to herself, but she knew that there was more to it than that. At the very least this was one of her "slayer dreams", the ones that predicted the future.

She slowly, cautiously approached the building and went inside. She could tell that the inside of the building had once been grand, with large windows and vaulted ceilings. All these windows… how did two vampires live here for so long without burning up? She looked around for a staircase which would take her upstairs to the main offices. It took her a while but she found one and she slowly, carefully, made her way up the stairs.

When she reached the second floor she had that familiar tingling feeling that told her that someone was there. Even more quietly than before she made her way onto the floor and looked around. The stair case which had once led to the third floor was now hanging by a cable. The sign that said Wolfram and Hart was now lying in pieces on the floor. Across the room from where she was standing was what looked like a secretary's desk of some sort. Great. Maybe there will be some sort of a map there or something that might give me a clue as to what I'm looking for. She made her way over to the desk. When she got there, she saw something that confused her. A small unicorn was sitting in the corner of the desk, most likely left behind by the owner in a rush to get out. Harmony? Harmony was here? It can't be. Why would Angel be working with Harmony? She tried to put the idea of Harmony out of her head as she looked through the desks for something that would tell her where to go…where to look for whatever she was here to look for.

After searching for a few minutes and not finding anything she decided that she was better off exploring on her own. After all this is a dream anyway. If I get lost in this maze I will just wake up. She turned around a way from Harmony's desk and was about to walk down one of the long halls when she stopped. She turned to her right and saw a name on the door next to her, a name that somehow it surprised her to see. You knew he was here. You knew that he worked here. Hell, you knew that he was running the place. What is so surprising about his name on the door? Yet deep down inside she knew that by seeing that name on the door it made all of this… everything that had happened in the past month… that much more real. A part of her really wanted to open that door, and another part of her didn't want to go in there for the world, but in the end she knew that there were probably more answers behind that door than in any other room in the building.

She slowly opened the door, entered the room, and looked around. His office seemed relatively untouched compared to the rest of the building. She could tell that battle axes and other weapons used to hang on the wall behind his desk. Angel always did love his fighting axes. She walked up to his desk. There was nothing on it. Someone had come by and taken everything off of it a while ago. She started to search through the drawers, but again found nothing. Great. Someone has already come through here and taken everything. Now what am I supposed to do. Suddenly she heard a noise coming from somewhere above her… and some voices… familiar voices. She ran back into the main room and looked around for a stair case which would allow her to go up a floor. She didn't see any others other than the one which had fallen down and was hanging by a string. Good thing I'm a slayer or this would have been a lot more difficult. She jumped up to the next floor grabbed a hold on the railing, and then pulled herself up. She stopped and listened, trying to be as quiet as possible so that she could hear anyone else on that floor.

She could hear the voices coming from down the hall. She began to hurry towards them. As she got closer to the voices she slowed down. She didn't know whether or not they could see or hear her, and she wasn't sure that she wanted to find out. When she reached the room that they were in, the door was already open. She walked into the room and what she saw made her gasp. Angel was standing there next to the window not wearing any shirt. The sun was clearly out, even though the moon was too, but what really surprised her was that she could just make out his reflection in the window. Now I know I'm dreaming. This can't be real. Vampires don't have any reflection.

As soon as she had entered the room Angel had turned around to face her. For a moment she thought that he could see her, but he turned to the right of her and started talking to... "Wesley?" Buffy asked out loud, even though she knew that they couldn't hear her. Why is he transparent? Is he dead? Is he a ghost? What the hell is going on here!? She walked up to Angel and tried to hit him, but her hand went right through him as if she weren't even there at all. Again it he turned and looked at her, but again he dismissed it as if it were some strange crosswind. Buffy got closer to him in order to see what was going on. She was standing a few inches from him when she noticed "He's breathing. Really breathing. He's alive" She was stunned. In all her years this was something she had only dreamed about. You're dreaming now you moron. She had dreamed a lot about it actually, but it was never one of those vivid, the hills are alive with sound kind of dreams. Never like the one that she was in now. This is so weird. Wesley's dead and Angel's alive. Usually its the other way around. This really must be hell... well except for the part where Angel's alive... cuz thats pretty cool.

"I have to get out of here Wesley. I have to find a way to get back." Angel told Wesley.

"There is no way... well at least none that I know of... that doesn't involve the senior partners letting us out... and there is no way they are going to do that... yet." Buffy could tell that Wesley hated telling his friend that.

"There are ways, Wesley... There are always ways. No one thought I would get out of hell the first time but... like I said there is always a way. There has to be a way. These people don't deserve this. These people don't deserve hell... but there here anyway... they are here because of what I did. Now it's my job to get them out... or at the very least try to help them." Angel seemed distraught. This was the first time she had seen him since that night before the battle with the first. She knew that she was dreaming, but at the same time... she somehow knew that this was all real. Very very real.

"Yes Angel, There are ways... However challenging all of the demon lords in hell to a battle to the death, which by the way you stand no chance of winning especially in your current state... is not one of them." She could tell that he was desparate to keep Angel from fighting these demon lords. SHE was desparate to keep him from fighting these demon lords.

"Don't do it Angel. We'll find a way to get you out of here. To get everyone out of here. Just don't do anything stupid... please." She knew that he couldn't hear her, but she needed to try. She needed to try SOMETHING.

"I have to do something Wesley... I can't just sit by and..."

"...do nothing?" Wesley finished for him. "I know you can't. It's not in you. Which is why I know that you're going to go through with this and that there is nothing I can do or say to stop you."

Angel and Wesley left the room and started walking down the hall. Buffy followed them. She wanted to know where they were going. There had to be some way to get through to him. Angel always had that self sacrificing suicidal streak, and one of these days its actually going to kill him... just like I did...

As they were walking down the hall she noticed that someone had hung up papers on the wall. Papers with writing... and pictures. She realized that this was what Angel had been talking about when he said that there were ways to get them out of hell. She looked at the papers on the wall. She analyzed them to the best of her ability, trying to remember as much as possible so that when she woke up in the morning she could tell Willow and Giles what she found. After a few minutes she realized that she had lost Angel and Wesley. She had no idea where they were. She sat down on the floor and tried to decipher the meanings behind the papers. They talked about some sort of orb... one of which was supposed to be somewhere in LA. Well thats good news at least. Now all they have to do is find it.

All of a sudden she felt as if she was being pulled through some sort of portal. Her body felt like it was being pulled apart by all sides and she got that familiar sick feeling. Great! Even when I'm dreaming about hell I get sick from these things! I have got to talk to Willow about this. However this time when she landed she didn't throw up like she normally would. At least when I dream about it I don't actually vomit. She stood up and looked around her. She didn't like what she saw. There were about a dozen large demons surrounding her, one of which she was sure was some kind of dinosaur. Is that a T-Rex? I mean I suspected that the dinosaurs might actually be demons... but a T-Rex? Aren't those things supposed to be extinct? Buffy began to laugh to herself picturing what her friends reactions would be if they could see this. She knew that Andrew and Xander would be amused if they could see this. They would think it was so cool.

For the second time in her dream she got that tingling feeling telling her that she was not alone. When she looked up she saw Angel standing there ready to fight the demons... all of them... by himself. NO! They'll kill him! Buffy tried to stop it, but there was nothing she could do but watch as Angel ran at the demons and started attacking them. She wanted to help. She would have given anything to jump into the battle and help him but she couldn't. There was nothing she could do. This is it. I'm going to be too late. They're going to kill him. All of a sudden there was this great ball of light coming from behind him... and then... then there were other people there... helping him.

At first Buffy had no idea who any of them were, and she didn't really care. As long as they were helping Angel, she didn't care who they were. After a while though she noticed that one had platinum blond hair... hair she would recognize anywhere in an instant... "SPIKE!" She called out. She wished very much that he could hear her. That she could talk to him... help him. There were many things that she wanted to tell him. She also wanted to hit him. Beat him to a bloody pulp for what he had put her through. I thought he was dead. He let me think that he was dead for the past nine months. He just let me think... She didn't have time to finish her thought. All of a sudden there was another flash, and this time it was Wesley who appeared. He looked shocked... and then this women who was wearing red and had blue hair... she looked like some sort of demon. Buffy kept staring at her wondering why she would effect Wesley this much. Then the woman began to change, her hair went from blue to brown, and she began to look more... human. Everyone seemed to be entranced by this, everyone seemed to be watching this woman and... "WESLEY?" She heard someone call out...

"No!" Buffy yelled as she sat up in bed. "I need to finish it! I need to see what happens! I need to know if..." but she didn't dare finish her sentence. Bad Buffy! Don't go there! They are okay. they have to be okay. Angel and Spike... "I have to find Willow" She quickly sprang out of bed and threw on the first articles of clothing she could find. I don't care how I look. I have to find Willow now before... Bad Buffy! Don't think that! They'll be fine. They have to be fine.