Help from Above

By: Andrea

Okay, I'm crazy for starting another fic right now, because I have no time between school and work, plus I already have another story I'm writing here, but I got this idea and couldn't shake it, so here it is.

To those reading my other fic, thanks and I hope you like this one too, I will update both of them, I promise!

Disclaimer: If they were mine I wouldn't be writing this.

Spoilers: Up through Long Day's Journey and pretty much anything else that is going to happen will be fair game, but if you don't read spoilers you may want to wait until next weeks episode..

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Angelus.

The word made demons and humans alike tremble. Even today stories were told of the Scourge of Europe. Of course most knew that Angelus was now Angel, but fear of Angelus still existed.

Particularly for Angel himself. The beast knew Angelus. They needed Angelus. Wesley wanted to change Angel into Angelus. Under controlled circumstances of course, but still. Angel didn't want to go there again. There was a reason Angelus was feared and whether the group wanted to admit it or not Angelus could easier escape them, especially if they were trying to keep him alive to restore his soul. Angel didn't want to go there again.

Wesley thought it was the only way. Fred agreed with Wes. Lorne was staying out of it, but he too seemed to back up the brains. Cordelia sided with Angel. Not that Angel was thrilled about it, but she had seen Angelus. Not only in Sunnydale, but from her higher being employment. Gunn walked a fine line agreeing with Fred but trying to disagree as much as he could with Wes. In short he was being no help at all. And Connor didn't know what to think. The idea that Angelus and Angel were in fact two entirely different people, or demons, was still new to him.

Angel was jolted from his thoughts by Wes.

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"We need Angelus. I know this is not the ideal situation, but it may very well be the only way. Angel doesn't remember this beast and anyone else who would is long dead."

"Wait." Cordelia looked to Wes, thinking of other options. "What about Spike? I mean, he's in Sunnydale and on the side of good, maybe he can help."

"Doubtful." Angel muttered, although everyone heard.

"Why?" Fred asked, looking to Angel.

"We didn't get a long most of the time. We only spent about twenty years together."

"Oh, well it was a thought. Of course now that I think about it, my vision may have been further back. Like early 1800s maybe?"

"That would have been before Spike was made, or even born."

"Yeah. Too bad Darla isn't still around. Wow. There's a sentence I never thought would leave my mouth."

"Tell me about it."

Silence reigned over the group as they each sat in there own thoughts. At least they did until a large blue light began to fill the room.

"What?" Angel asked, standing up.

Everyone else rose quickly and took fighting stances.

"Another portal?" Gunn asked, anger clear in his voice.

"It's not trying to pull us in." Wes answered.

"Maybe a gateway?" Fred asked. "Sending rather than receiving?"

"It's getting bigger." Connor stated, watching the blue light grow. Suddenly the light flashed brilliant, pure light and disappeared.

"Okay, I'm blind." Cordelia said to the room.

"Tell me about it." Lorne answered.

"It's like having the worst picture taken ever." Fred added.

Everyone worked to adjust their eyes for the next several minutes. When they could finally see again they noticed something on the floor, were the blue light had been. Or rather someone.

"Darla?"

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This is probably going to end up being an A/D story. I'm a B/A, D/A, and a C/A shipper, so I enjoy all of them depending on the story.