As the battered group walked away from the destroyed gallery, Neil fussing over their wounds, and Neptune carrying the remains of the Technus amulet so it could later be properly disposed of, Buffy suddenly groaned.

"What's wrong Buffy? Your cut hurting?" Neil asked in concern, rushing over to her.

"Huh? No! Well, yeah, but my mother's gallery is screwed! Just look at it! Mom's gonna be super pissed!" She put her face in her hands, and Neil patted her shoulder in sympathy.

"I think she cares more about you than the gallery, Buffy." Giles said gently.

The blonde Slayer looked unconvinced.

"We need to find a bus." Neil announced. Everyone gaped at him disbelievingly.

"Not to be insolent, Neil-Father, but, why exactly?" Athena asked.

"I don't think any of us are in much of a shape to walk to the hospital in the next town. No power, remember?"

They all had a "doh!" look on their dirty faces.

"Let's go find Bel and the others. They've got to be in just as much bad shape as we are."

Nobody needed to express any verbal agreements.

Off they went.

As Diana landed on the ground, her intent gaze swept the front yard and spotted Angel wrestling with the demonical beast, lying atop him.

Running to the scene, she snatched one of the thing's limbs and flung it away from him. It landed a hundred feet away, stunned.

As she helped Angel up, he asked, "What the hell is that thing?!"

"I have no idea."

Both of them heard the monster give an unearthly scream, and charge towards them. They turned to face it together.

Only for three arrows to appear in its body, causing it to rear up in surprise.

Artemis was standing on the porch, bow in hand, nocking another arrow and taking aim.

It crouched and jumped at Artemis.

"Artemis! Look out!" Diana screamed.

Artemis suddenly reached behind her and threw a bottle with a burning rag inside. The bottle was filled with liquid.

A Molotov cocktail.

The cocktail struck the nightmarish creature and set it ablaze.

It took a long time to die.

The Greyhound bus pulled up aside an abandoned building, which was across from an obliterated structure.

"They're definitely here?" Buffy asked.

"Oh yeah. Cordelia puts on too much perfume and Xander too much cologne. Phew!" Athena asked, holding her nose.

Everyone got off the bus and went inside the structure and looked around, finally spotting Bellona sitting against the wall, barely conscious.

Neil and his personalities rushed to her side. They started pulling her to her feet.

"Don't need help." Bellona grunted.

"Always gotta be the tough girl, don't you?" Apollo responded.

"Fuck you, pretty boy."

"You wish."

Apollo grinned and hoisted the bigger Bellona on his wide shoulders in a fireman carry and carried her to the exit.

"Willow! Xander! Oz! Cordelia! Anyone?!" Buffy yelled.

The aforementioned foursome appeared like ghosts from the darkness.

"Oh thank heavens!" Giles breathed out, still being carried around by Taryn.

"Where were you guys?!" Buffy demanded.

"Hiding." Xander said bluntly.

"Bellona was looking at us with a bit too much interest." Willow explained.

"Ooookay. Well, all aboard!" Buffy said with mock cheer.

"Next time you people want any help, I'm not answering the damn phone!" Cordelia complained.

"Blah blah blah. Let's split shall we?" Faith said tiredly.

Clambering aboard the bus, they set off to Buffy's house to get the rest of their crew.

Not to mention keep an eye out for any survivors who might need transportation to the emergency room.

"Hey Athena?"

"Yes Faithypoo?"

SLAP!

"FHHGHGFJGHHHGHGJFSG!"

"DON'T EVER PULL THAT SHIT AGAIN!"

"Now that I think about it, WHO THE HELL HIT ME FROM BEHIND!"

"Me."

CRACK!

"OW! DAMNIT!"

"Feel better?"

"NO! WHAT ARE YOU MADE OF, ADAMANTIUM!? I think I broke my damn hand, ow."