In a large circular sewer connecting several tunnels underneath LA…
Spike is laying on his back, on a pile of bricks. Angel is standing – with his back against the wall. Illyria is laying face down in the center of the room. You can see visible cuts and bruises on both vampires. They look worse then when they fought over the cup of torment.
SPIKE: Well that was fun, wasn’t it children.
ANGEL: Can’t you just not say anything for 10 minutes. I need to re-set my head. I can still hear the explosion echoing in my ears.
SPIKE: Same here, how did you manage that big boom?
ANGEL: Steam boiler – the hotel had an old fashion one. Wonderful bit of machinery. Revolutionized train travel, made them into speeding bombs. I knew there was a reason Wolfram & Hart wanted to condemn my hotel.
SPIKE: Wouldn’t have been because you owned it? Jolly good for us you paid attention during the industrial revolution. It did the job, seem to get rid of the beasties all right. Now what? Did ya think we can go up top?
ANGEL: We should wait, listen for a while. I want to make sure we don’t go up into an ambush – the Senior Partners might have some reserves. The last time Wolfram & Hart was destroyed it took them a few days to get back up and running, but that was the lawyers. Also, we need to take care of Illyria.
Both of them look at her lying in the center of the room.
ANGEL: Wes had mixed some potions for her, to help her heal. It might still be back at his place, don’t know if we can get to it though. Don’t know if it’s still there. (looking up) God, I hope we didn’t take out the Hollywood sign. You know, I saw them put that up.
SPIKE: (gives Angel a look). Head boy was really coming into his own wasn’t he. All powerful and all, would’ve given Rupert a run for his money. Well I say lets try to get to Wes’ flat – it’ll be the best place for her.
ANGEL: No, I said we should stay here for a while, we can’t risk it.
SPIKE: Oh come on now – we just blew the hell out of the Senior Partners legions, you slew the damn dragon. We need to go now before they regroup. You said yourself they will.
ANGEL: Listen, if we go up top, who knows what we’ll find or who will find us. We’ve sacrificed enough for one day – we can take a few to rest.
SPIKE: Bollocks – you’re being a nancy boy, get over it. You’re bloodied and bruised and tired. So am I, but get off your poncy ass and get moving. We have to help Blue here.
ANGEL: I said no Spike, we’re staying right here.
SPIKE: Well fine, I’m going to Wes’ apartment, scope out the upstairs for a bit. I’m not staying cooped up here with the likes of you.
ANGEL: (yelling now) Fine then go – It’s not like your needed here.
SPIKE: (yelling back) Good, cause I’m really tired of you bossing me around. So Iwill go.
ILLYRIA: I wish for quiet. I am inconvenienced by your screaming.
SPIKE & ANGEL TOGETHER: Sorry then.
ANGEL: How are you feeling? Can you move?
Illyria rises from her position. We see that she is badly cut; she seems to have taken the most damage.
ILLYRIA: I will be fine, as I am always. It would help me to use more of the medicine Wesley made. I will heal faster.
SPIKE: See, we’re going…
Spike starts to walk down one of the tunnels, muttering to himself about nancy boy suddenly becoming a scaredy cat. Angel helps Illyria over the pile of bricks and mumbles back, “I wasn’t scared, just cautious.” They follow Spike into the tunnel.
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