Angel hadn't ever thought he'd leave LA, but after everything that happened, after the dragon, after Wolfram and Hart, after nearly all of his team had been killed, he'd needed a change. He wasn't surprised to find that there was very high demon and vampire population in Washington DC, but discovering that had spurred him into moving there. He'd found a grand old building that had seen a hundred lives (most recently a call center), moved into it and refurbished a good part of it. He'd boarded up the rest of it and hadn't thought twice about it. Angel Investigations had a new home.

He'd met Temperance through a cold case: a set of bones that didn't add up. He'd become an expert that she called on a semi regular basis, anytime that something 'weird' came up. They'd started meeting for coffee to discuss cases and then just to talk, but despite becoming closer, she doesn't know he's a vampire. He's not sure how to explain to someone as logical as Brennan that vampires, demons and all the other things that go bump in the night are real.

It's late when Temperance texts him tonight, but Angel is awake. He tells her to come on over, to let herself in. As a business, he keeps the door unlocked anytime he's awake and in the building. He goes to the kitchen to start a kettle of water. Even at this hour, he's dressed in black pants, a white wife beater and a dark red button down over it.