The PTB's Boss Sends Help
by Kinoa
Disclaimer: I don't own Angel or any of it's characters. I'm just borrowing them.
Sr. Mary Tares Martin/Dr. Martin belongs to me.
This is my first story. I've seen some pretty bad stories and some really great stories. I hope people will consider this to be one of the better ones.
Special note: I wasn't getting very many reviews, even though this story has been posted for over 6 months, so I have decided to change the Prologue. I think that the Prologue was chasing people away. Those people that went beyond the explanation and background of Dr. Martin found that they liked it. I am shortening the prologue and yet keeping as much of Dr. Martins background in it as I possibly can. I guess you could say that this information is needed so that you will know where she is coming from. Dr. Martin is a key character in this story. She is the one that will put redemption within Angels grasp and all that he has dreamt of will be his, but first he must walk a few leagues of his own personnel hell.
Please read and review. I welcome criticism as well as praise. I won't know what I have to correct unless I get criticism. Like Angel, I won't learn how to do a better job of writing unless I have to walk a few leagues of hell myself. Of course there is also the possibility that it is perfect, but that is highly unlikely.
PROLOGUE
Sr. Mary Tares Martin made her final adjustments to her hair and pant suit before picking up her purse and going downstairs to the front entrance of the convent. Mother Superior and John, a friend of Sr. Mary's, was also there waiting along with his limousine. She gave her final goodbyes to Mother Superior and received a blessing from her in return. "Be safe Sr. Mary. Call me when you can to update us on the progress of this very important mission. Our prayers go with you." Sr. Mary, who went by the name of Dr. Martin in public, went to the limousine as John opened the door for her. It often made people nervous when they knew she was a nun. It was also important that her new patient not know that she was a Catholic nun.
While they settled down for the long drive to the airport in Manchester John poured a glass of wine for himself and Sr. Mary. He knew how nervous she always was when she had to leave the convent for any reason. Sr. Mary had taken care of John Williams parents at the hospital that the sisters ran when his mother was dying from cancer and his father had suffered a stroke. His mother was in a lot of pain and had tried to commit suicide. When his father suffered a stroke Sr. Mary ordered that they be put together in the same room. Whenever John would come to visit his parents he often found Sr. Mary holding his mothers hand and listening to her. He was very thankful for Sr. Mary helping his mother to die with dignity and in the natural order of life. John, who was a very wealthy man, became a devoted servant to the Sisters of Redemption and especially to Sr. Mary.
John had taken care of all of the travel arrangements for Sr. Mary which included a Mercedes Benz to drive around in. Of course he didn't tell her this because he knew she would decline. She wouldn't find out what kind of car he had chosen for her until she was dropped off by the bus at the car rental parking lot.
Seven hours later Sr. Mary was driving up to the front of the Hyperion Hotel in Los Angeles. She parked the car in the front and got out. She checked her hair, which was very long and she currently had piled on top of her head in a bun. She didn't wear any makeup except for a light lipstick. She picked up her purse and brief case. She took a deep breath and said a little prayer to St. Michael. She put herself in her professional Doctor mode and walked into the Hyperion Hotel, office of Angel investigations and residence of Angel.
Cordelia was standing next to Fred at the Hotel counter. They were checking out Wesley's new demon book that had just come in the mail. Cordelia heard the front doors open and elbowed Fred.
"A customer and it looks like a paying customer." Cordelia whispered to Fred as Sr. Mary approached the counter.
Cordelia put on her best smile and said "Hi, welcome to Angel Investigations may I help you?"
Sr. Mary smiled back and said "Hi, I am Dr. Mary Tares Martin, is Mr. Wesley Wyndham Price in?" Sr. Mary thought it would be best to go by her professional title while dealing with these people.
"Yes I think he's in his office. I'll get him for you." When Cordelia returned she was followed by a handsome young man that Dr. Martin presumed to be Wesley Wyndham Price.
"Hello I am Wesley Wyndham Price how can I help you?"
They shook hands and Dr. Martin said "I am Dr. Mary Tares Martin." She gave him one of her special business cards that John had made up for her. Wesley was very impressed by Dr. Martins card which read:
Dr. Mary Tares Martin MD, PA
Family Practitioner
Surgeon
Psychiatrist
Sisters of Redemption Hospital New Hampshire
"And how can I help you Dr. Martin?" Wesley said as he directed her to a chair on the other side of his desk.
"Before we begin would you like something to drink. Tea or coffee?"
"Actually what I would like is a cherry cola if you have it." Cherry cola was her favorite cola. They had it at the hospital but she never drank it there. It was a small sacrifice she chose to make.
As Wesley left to check on the drink Cordelia followed him into the kitchen.
"What does she want us to do for her?"
"I haven't asked her that yet." Wesley said as he got some ice and put it in a tall glass. He fixed a cup of hot tea for himself and grabbed a bottle of cherry flavored cola and returned to his office with the drinks on a tray. After giving Dr. Martin her drink he took his cup of tea and sat in his chair behind his desk.
"Now, how can I help you Dr. Martin? I see by your card you've come a long way."
Dr. Martin put her glass on the desk and leaned back in her chair. "Actually Mr. Price I am here to do something for you." She saw the puzzled look on his face.
"I have been sent by, shall we say, the Boss of what you call the PTB or The Powers that Be."
Wesley's heart started to beat faster and the adrenaline flow started to increase. He stared at her for a moment and it occurred to him that someone must be playing a joke on him. Giles, it must be Giles.
"Did Giles send you here, it's him isn't it. He put you up to this?"
"Mr. Price I assure you in all honesty this is no joke. Please let me explain."
Dr. Martin proceeded to tell him about Sr. Margaret and of all the instructions that she was given by St. Michael. St. Michael had brought to God's attention the way that the PTB had been treating Angel. Frequently when Angel had asked them for help they had refused. God has told St. Michael to take care of the situation and to put Angel back on track towards his redemption. This mission, that has come directly from God, was given to St. Michael. St. Michael visited one of the sisters at the convent of the Sisters of Redemption. Her name is Sr. Margaret.
"Through Sr. Margaret I have received my orders from St. Michael and God. I will be here for the next 2 or 3 months. During that time I will be helping Angel to take a few more steps towards his redemption and if he makes all of the right decisions he will be given a gift that he has only dreamt about."
Wesley just stared at her as if trying to read her mind. Finally after several minutes he leaned forward on his desk and said "I want you to understand Dr. Martin that what I have to say comes from my desire to protect everyone here at Angel Investigations and especially Angel."
"I understand Mr. Price, this is your family and you want to protect them."
"We have a friend that comes from another dimension, his name is Lorn. You may be frightened when you see him. His skin is a lime green color, red eyes and small red horns protruding from his forehead."
She looked at him as though this was something she heard all of the time. She didn't seem to be frightened at all.
"By any chance have you met Lorne before?"
"No Mr. Price but I have read all of the Watchers Chronicles on Angel. You mention Lorne quite frequently."
"Well, I am quite impressed, you certainly have done your research. Do you understand what Lorne does or rather what he is capable of doing?"
"Yes I do. I am also guessing that you want him to read me before you allow me to proceed."
"Do you mind if we do this tonight."
"No I don't mind at all, but if it's alright with you I would like to get some rest before tonight. It's been a long day and even though it's only 3 p.m. here I am still on Easter Standard Time. For me it's 6 in the evening. Is it okay for me to stay here?"
"Of course you can stay here. I'll get Cordelia to set you up in a room." Wesley motioned for her to come with him.
"Cordelia, Dr. Martin is going to be staying with us for awhile. Do we have a room she can stay in?"
Cordelia put on her best Queen C smile and retrieved a key from behind the counter and said "I just finished cleaning one of the rooms down the hall from the rest of us. It has a small balcony and over looks the city. You'll love it, it has it's own kitchenette, bathroom and a small sitting room."
Dr. Martin put her hand on Cordelia's arm for a second in order to get the whirlwinds attention.
"I have some luggage in the trunk of my car that I need. Can someone bring them in and also park my car?"
Cordelia stopped for a minute and said "Oh I'm sorry sometimes my mouth goes faster then my brain." She looked to Fred and Gunn who had just come in a moment ago.
"Gunn could you and Fred bring Dr. Martins luggage in and park the car in the garage. Thank You."
Dr. Martin gave him her keys and thanked him. Fred and Gunn went to the front of the hotel. When they saw the car they just stopped and stared at it for awhile.
"We're talking money here." Gunn said as they stared at the car. He looked at Fred and he could tell she was thinking the same thing.
"I'll park the car you can take the suitcases in." Gunn said it fast thinking that if he said it fast enough she would still be looking at the car while he was driving it to the back. But Fred was faster then he thought. She grabbed the keys from his hands while he was only half way through his little speech.
"I'll park the car, besides I'm just a skinny little woman. I can't possibly pick up those heavy suitcases."
Before Gunn knew what was happening Fred had jumped in the car, started the engine and quickly found the button to pop the trunk open. Gunn just looked at her and grinned.
"Skinny little woman my foot." Gunn said with a grin as he took the luggage out of the trunk of the car. As soon as he closed the trunk Fred took off. He also noticed how she was taking the long way around.
While Cordelia was showing Dr. Martin to her room Wesley was calling Lorn and asked him to come over to the Hotel at 7 P.M. then hung up. As Cordelia was coming down the steps she saw Gunn and told him what room Dr. Martin was in. He only had one large suitcase and one small one that was heavier then the large one. Fortunately they both had wheels. When he arrived at the room he knocked on the door. Dr. Martin called for him to come in. Gunn introduced himself and placed the large bag on the bed and the little one he left on the floor. She thanked him and he left, closing the door behind him. Fifteen minutes later Fred knocked on the door. Once again Dr. Martin called for the person to come in. Fred entered and introduced herself.
"Here are the keys to your car. It's a beautiful car. I see by the tag on the keys that it's a rental. Where did you come from? I was just curious. I hope I'm not bothering you. We don't get many visitors here that stay with us that is."
Dr. Martin approached Fred and took the keys then lightly touched her arm and softly said "It's okay Fred, tonight Wesley and I will explain everything after I see Lorn."
Dr. Martins soft voice immediately calmed Fred down. Fred smiled and left. She was embarrassed that Dr. Martin could see right through her babbling.
While Dr. Martin slept Angel had returned from a job that he had just finished. The client had been very happy with the results and had handed Angel a sizable check. When he gave the check to Cordelia she almost feinted. They had given the client an extimate of $5,000. The client, who was a wealthy business owner had been so pleased with the way the problem was handled that he doubled the check. He asked Angel to give him more of his business cards and told him he would hand them out to his friends that might need his services.
Cordelia was so happy she flew into his arms and gave him a big kiss. Angel could sense that no one else was around so he held onto her longer than she expected. A quick happy kiss turned into a long passionate kiss. It wasn't the first time he had kissed her like this and if he had anything to say about it, it wouldn't be the last. They're lips parted just long enough for him to pick her up and carry her into his office. Now he knew the real reason why Cordelia had insisted that they add the couch to his office. As he carried her into the office he kicked the door closed and put her on the couch. He reached for the drapes and closed them then removed his leather jacket and threw it on the desk and returned to Cordelia. He began to kiss her roughly and at first he thought he was being to rough but when she responded in the same way he gave into his needs and apparently hers also. He removed her top that was kept up by a string behind her neck.
Someone knocked at the door. At first they didn't hear the knock. So the person knocked at the door harder. "Angel it's Wesley, can you come out here for a minute please?"
Wesley's office was right next to Angels and he knew exactly what they were doing. "Playtime is over kids. It's time to greet our guest."
Angel was just about to remove his shirt and they had it half way over his head. What guest?" he asked Cordelia.
"I forgot to tell you while you where out a Dr. Martin came in looking for Wesley."
"What does she want?" he asked as they both pulled his shirt down and Cordelia straightened her hair and clothes. Wesley waited patiently out in the lobby. The whole situation made him think of Lilah. He didn't want to find himself in an embarrassing condition so he put her out of his mind as best he could. By the time he was able to get himself under control Angel and Cordelia came out. He just looked at them. Angel never blushed but the way he refused to look at him he knew he was embarrassed about his few moments with Cordelia. Where as Cordelia was rarely embarrassed about anything. She came over to Wesley. She wanted to tell him the good news about the check that Angel was given. Cordelia had grabbed what looked like the check from Angels desk, but when she held it up for Wesley to see she realized it was just a coupon that she had cut out of the L.A. Times. She turned to Angel in a panic and yelled. "Where's the check"
"You still had it in your hand when I,,,," realizing that Wesley was still standing there waiting to see the check he lowered his voice. "When I picked you up and put you on the couch."
Cordelia ran back into the office and searched the couch. She picked up each pillow looking carefully behind and under them. No check. Cordelia was starting to panic. Then thousand was a lot of money. She pulled the couch away from the wall and began to search under the couch. Wesley had also come into the office to help search. He was down on his knees looking under the desk. When he came up he looked at Cordelia who had also just stood up from looking under the couch. He looked at Cordelia and started to say that there was nothing under the desk when he stopped mid sentence. From his position he could see the edge of a piece of paper sticking out from under her left breast. He grabbed Angels arm and whispered something in his ear then left the room. Angel looked at Cordelia and saw it. Cordelia just looked at Wesley leaving and then back at Angel.
"What?"
"Cordy I think one of the twins is hiding the check, don't you feel anything?"
Cordelia just looked at him like he was crazy. Then it dawned on her. She stuck her hand down her left side and found the check. As Cordelia and Angel came out of the office she was walking behind him trying to hide her embarrassment.
"Uh,,, I found it." Cordelia said while keeping her head down. She gave the check to him and pointed out all of the zeros. Wesley couldn't help it though. He busted out laughing.
"Why don't you two stop acting like two kids? We all know you love each other. Your not keeping a secret from anyone."
"Wes please don't tell Gunn or Fred what happened. You know how Gunn likes to tease. I'll die of embarrassment." Cordelia was doing her best to get a promise out of him that he wouldn't say anything.
"Okay, I promise I won't say anything."
He gave back the check and started to tell Angel about Dr. Martin.
"While you were gone Angel a Dr. Martin come into the Hotel. She wanted talk to me but it was about you. Dr. Martin is from New Hampshire and is a medical doctor and a psychiatrist. She has told me what she is here for and has asked me not to tell anyone anything. She wants to explain everything herself."
Angel just looked at him as though he was trying to read Wesley's mind. Wesley saw how he was looking at him.
"Dr. Martin has asked for everyone to be here at 7 P.M. tonight. That includes Connor and Lorne."
"How does she know about Connor and Lorne?" Angel asked.
"Angel she knows about all of us. She knows our history and all that we've been through." Wesley said.
Angel studied Wesley's face and asked "Do you trust her?" Without hesitation Wesley answered. "Yes, but as a precaution I want Lorne to read her."
"Okay Wesley, I trust your judgement." Angel looked like he was going into a major brood mode.
"What's wrong?" Cordelia asked. "You haven't even met her yet."
Angel paced back and forth with his head down.
"I don't know exactly what I feel. Somehow I'm both scared and relieved. I don't know how to explain it or why I feel this way, but I feel like she's someone that I've either known before or someone I've been expecting for a long time."
TBC..............................
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