Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters blahdy blahdy blah... They're all Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt's (even though no one gives credit to the people who randomly write some of the episodes we all love like Jane Espenson, she has written some DAMN good ones, Guise will be Guise and how about Jeannie Renshaw, Garry Campbell, Douglas Petrie... and I'm guessing y'all REALLY don't care so lets move on shall we?) yeah it all belongs to them, I just add my own sickening twists for the hell of it.

If you haven't seen the episode you MUST read this!!!!

Angelus has been spilling secrets and turning everyone against each other from behind bars in the basement. Wes and Gunn have begun to hate each other because of the love they "share" for Fred. Wes is pissed that she loves Gunn , Gunn is pissed that Wes begins coming on to Fred. Angelus has just "tricked" Cordelia into letting him out of the cage he's in. The gang had attempted to re-ensoul him but failed (they just don't know it which is why Cordy let him out(or so we think...don't ask.)) He starts by going upstairs and talking to Fred. In the show he asks for a hug and she gives him a funny look, then a crash in the lobby interrupts them.

anything in asterisks (stars) is ME talking

Chapter 1

"Can I have a hug?" an evil grin spread across his face "the face of an Angel." in the ancient times Angelus was known as 'Angelus; the demon with the face of an Angel'

"Um..." she raised an eyebrow at him. She hadn't known him as one to give many hugs. And even so, it's kind of a weird thing to say after what they had just talked about, "Uh, ok, I guess... sure," she held her arms out for him.

He returned the hug warmly at first. He then unsheathed his fangs, his eyes fading to a golden-green. His forehead wrinkled a few times over like in first season, not the crappy make-up when they started getting lazy in later seasons, the cute Vamp look. He inhaled deeply smelling her blood through the flesh of her neck and veins. He drove his canine teeth, which were now over twice as long as the rest of the rest of them, into her throat. She screamed in pain and he cupped his hand over her mouth, choking the scream. It felt to her as though every vein in her body was being pulled toward his mouth. She began to moan in agony. He pulled away to further taunt her.

"Hmm... I really don't know if I should kill you now," her eyes went wide and she mumbled something incomprehensible, "or keep you alive to teach them who they're really dealing with, see I don't think they really get it," he laughed dangerously.

She tried to push away but he only tightened his grip on her shoulders.

Gunn and Wesley tore into the office to find Fred collapsed on the floor and hysterical, Angel was supporting her, trying to calm her down.

"We heard a scream"

Angel turned to Gunn and Wesley, his eyes in a false panic as he began stuttering lies.

"Connor... h- he came back, only a vampire followed him back here. When- When I heard her scream I-I raced over as fast as I could. I found her here... she's-she's hallucinating. She- she keeps yelling and pushing me off, saying I'm still Angelus, she thinks... thinks I bit her! I knew it would be hard to earn your trust back, all of you, I never should have told Cordy to let me out of the cage."

Angel stood and walked over to Wes and Gunn who immediately headed over to Fred, only Angel held out his hand to stop Wesley.

"Hey, Wes can I talk to you in the lobby for a sec?"

"Sure, What is it Angel?"

When they were out of the office he explained

"Look, Wes, I know some of the things I said when I was Angelus were a little..."

"Angel you can't blame yourself for what Angelus said, we all know that isn't you."

"But, all those things, well, screwed a lot of things up. But because of me Fred and Gunn's relationship is sort of, declining. So how about you step back and let Gunn play the hero figure for a while. I mean, after all, he's the one she loves."

Wes's stomach turned at that and he looked up at Angel, eyes half closed.

"Oh, God, Wes... I... that was a horrible thing to say- I'm sorry."

"No, you're right she does love him. It's not worth being jealous; Fred can love whoever she wants. I'm not going to force my love on her."

Angel laid his hand on Wes's shoulder. "You're a good man Wes... oh, and there is ONE more thing,"

"Yes, Angel?"

Angel thrust a dagger in to Wesley's gut and twisted it savagely, causing him to gasp and double over in pain.

He leaned over slowly, smiling maliciously, and whispered softly in Wesley's ear, "I'm NOT Angel."

Wesley stared at the gaping hole in his stomach in disbelief and Wesley collapsed into a pool of his own blood.

END CHAPTER

Chapter 2

"It was Angel! He's still evil!! The-the spell... it didn't work! Charles- Charles- he- you have to believe me!"

"Ok baby, Ok. We're gonna getcha to a hospital, don't worry."

"Charles! I am NOT delusional! It WAS ANGEL!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes" she said disheartened and in a whisper.

Gunn lifted the sobbing girl up into his arms, her head resting on his right, her legs, from the knees down dangling over his left. He carried her into the lobby where he found Wesley.

"Oh my God," Fred whispered.

"Fred, can you stand?"

"Yeah, I think so."

She stood uneasily feeling dizzy from the amount of blood loss. Gunn checked Wesley's pulse. He was alive but un-conscious. He pulled the knife out and tossed it to the side.

"Wes! Wes can you hear me?"

No answer.

"We have to get him to the hospital."

Once Gunn had gotten them both to the hospital he went to check on Fred.

He held her hand and squeezed it tightly.

"How you feelin'?"

"Suddenly much better," she smiled at him and he returned it with a small, uneasy grin of his own.

"How's Wesley?"

His smile faded quickly.

"Not so good. He's not going to die, but the doc said he didn't know when Wes'll regain consciousness."

"Poor Wes," she gasped, "What if Angel tries to kill him again, this time it will be impossible to stop him since he's, ya know, evil and all."

"I know, I thought of that. I've got Connor watching him for now, Cordy went with so she wouldn't be alone in the hotel."

"Hmm..." she smiled, "You think of everything."

He planted a tender kiss on her pale lips. He ran the back of his finger down the side of her cheek and smiled.