Thanks kyragm. I know! I hated that they didn't talk to him. But I guess it ended up good for his character in the end because he became such a strong guy. I really loved him as the dorky book guy who only kinda knew how to defend himself too though. Haha. But yeah thanks again.
I can't wait to see where it's going too Angel002! Like I said I'm making it up as I go along haha. I don't even know what's gonna happen next. Haha.
Well here we go. D
This time it was Fred who touched Wesley's cheek where the tear fell. His knees almost buckled. He loved Fred more then he could ever imagine and to feel her gentle touch was amazing and heartbreaking at the same time. "Please don't cry," said Fred with sincerity and tears swelling in her eyes. "You'll only make me cry." She gave him a weak smile as she stroked his cheek and looked into his eyes. Wesley had dreamt of her touch for so long but it was nothing like he imagined it was better in so many ways. Fred gave him one more smile and stepped back so that he could have a proper 'hello' with his sister.
"Hey Wes." Lara's voice was barely a whisper.
All he could do was look at her. He couldn't find words to express anything that he was feeling that the moment. The two women that he loved the most in the world were standing at his front door when he needed them most. Since no words came to him he grabbed Lara and pulled her into a hug and squeezing her tight. Lara squeezed him just as tight and basked in this moment. She had missed her brother so much. Then he pulled her away and looked at her. She had grown up so much. When he left she was merely a 16 year-old delinquent, and now she was a 22 year-old mature beauty. He then realized that they were still standing in his doorway, and invited them inside.
He immediately became a gentlemanly host. "Would either of you care for anything? Something to eat? Tea? Anything?" His voice was low and raspy. He just recently had reacquired his voice and was still getting the hang of using it. Wes was so happy to have them there that he was eager to give them anything that they wanted just to keep them.
"I'll make tea. You guys should really catch up." Fred gave Wes an encouraging squeeze of the arm as she said this, and looked into his eyes with a small smile playing across her lips. Lara had already gone into the living room and sat down. Then Fred whispered quietly, "But I need to talk to you too ... in private." Her eyes were filled with fear, nervousness and what seemed to be some excitement.
Wes wasn't about to resist a talk with just Fred, no matter what. "Alright, when the tea is done we will talk?"
"Yeah, okay." And Fred walked passed him into the kitchen, slightly rubbing her arm against his in the process.
Wes walked into the living room and sat on the couch next to Lara facing her. "So, how have you been?" It was the only thing Wes could think of to ask.
Lara knew that it would be somewhat awkward between them at first because they hadn't talked to him in 3 months let alone seen him in 6 years, but she knew that it would pass. "I have been good. You?" She added the question knowing that the answer wasn't going to be all rainbows and puppies, but she needed to know.
"I have been better. A lot's happened." Lara looked at him urging him to go on with the story. Wesley looked behind him and saw Fred gracefully making tea in the kitchen and not paying any attention to them. He decided that he had enough time to tell her the short version of the story. He didn't want Fred to be around because it would probably just cause problems.
When Wesley had finished with his story Lara was shocked. More so about the fact that none of them had understood why he did what he did. She thought that maybe Fred now understood, and that's why Fred came here with Lara. But she realized that Wes really had changed. She knew he had over the years, but now she knew what a completely different person he really was. He was no longer the stuck up, wimpy prude who was always looking for their father's approval. She was happy about that.
Then Fred walked into the room and handed Wes and Lara their tea. She gave Wes a look saying, can we talk now? And Wesley knew that now was the time.
He looked at Lara and told her. "Fred and I need to talk for a moment ... in private. I hope you don't mind?" Wes looked at Lara for approval.
"That's fine. I knew you needed to. Take your time. I'm not going anywhere." She gave them both a smile and they walked down the hall into Wesley's bedroom.
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Angel sat in his office doing what he did best, brooding. He was so angry at the fact that Lara had just shown up at the hotel. He wasn't mad at her, he was mad at Wes, and she was associated with him and he didn't want anything to do with that.
Wes and Angel had been so close. They had a bit of a rocky start to their relationship back in Sunnydale but when Wes arrived at Angel Investigations as a "Rouge Demon Hunter" after they had lost Doyle, Wes became part of the family. He loved Wes like a brother and he repaid Angel by stealing his son and ruining his life. Angel didn't know how to forgive Wes, at least not right now.
Angle knew that he couldn't sit in his office and brood all night, so he decided to go and investigate as to why Lorne and Gunn were screaming for Fred all throughout the hotel.
Angel watched as Gunn ran inside and headed straight for the phone. "What's going on? Why have you been screaming for Fred?"
"We don't know where she is Angel-Cakes. We think she might have slipped out during our little exchange earlier." Lorne looked at him at little scared but more upset about Angel yelling at him earlier.
Angel looked at Gunn as he began dialing her number. He walked over to Gunn took the phone from him and placed it on the receiver. "Do you really think that she's going to answer her cell phone? If she was taken, which I don't understand how she could have been when we were all in the room when she left we just weren't paying any attention, then obviously not and if she slipped out without wanting us to know, then again, obviously not." Angel had a point. If Fred had snuck out of the hotel because she didn't want them to follow her then she clearly wasn't going to answer her cell phone and just tell them where she was.
Gunn didn't move. He stayed behind the counter staring at the phone wanting to call Fred. He was so worried.
Angel started barking out orders. "Lorne, why don't you go walk around and look for her; check the diner, coffee shops, wherever. Gunn, You and me will check the hotel and see if she's is somewhere here and we just missed her. Okay?"
Everyone knew what they were doing. Lorne left on his walk around town and Angel left to start his search of the hotel. Gunn stayed where he was though. He would help Angel search the hotel, but after he made a few phone calls.
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Once Wes and Fred had walked into his room, Wes closed the door for a little more privacy. The moment the door closed and Wes turned around he noticed that Fred looked upset. And Fred reverted back into one of her rambling stages from when she first arrived to Los Angeles.
"Wesley! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I never meant to hurt you. It's just that everything happened so fast, and I was so worried about you when you were missing. And then when we found you it broke my heart to think of what you did. Then you were gone and it felt like apart of me was missing." By this time Fred was crying and breaking down and Wes didn't know what to do. He was shocked by all of the things that she was saying. "Everyone hated you and I thought I had to too and …"
Fred was cut off by Wesley before she could go any further with her ranting. "Fred," he gently grabbed her neck and looked into her eyes, "it's alright."
Wes pulled her into a tight embrace as she began to cry uncontrollably. Her tears were soaking his t-shirt but he didn't care at all. He was so happy to be close to her; the only problem was that he didn't want her to be crying; least of all over him.
He gently stroked her hair and caressed her back as her crying turned into soft intakes of breath and sniffles.
Fred pulled away and looked into Wesley's eyes. "I'm so sorry Wes." She needed him to understand that.
Wes looked back intently with all the love in his heart and said, "Don't be. I have many more things to be sorry about than you, but none of it matters anymore." And he pulled her in and hugged her again.
Fred stayed where she was in Wesley's arms for what felt like forever. The warmth of his touch gave her goose bumps; the quickened beating of his heart made hers only beat faster, the butterflies in her tummy only increased with the thought of what might happen next. His aroma wasn't the best; he smelt of musk and old pizza, but she didn't care. She was happy where she was.
Fred turned her head to look into Wesley's beautiful blue eyes; her chin resting on his chest. Wes looked down at her, soaking in everything about his moment and the few minutes before. Wes felt that this was the right time; the moment that he had been waiting for, for so long. He slowly leaned down farther and farther with each passing second coming closer to connecting his lips with Fred's.
Fred didn't move. She didn't want to. She longed for this. She needed this. This would be her escape from everything.
Wes closed his eyes, as did Fred, and right as their lips were about to meet, Wesley's phone rang.
Wes opened his eyes and looked at Fred. He didn't want to ruin this moment, but he had to get the phone. "Blast!" he said as he walked away in anger and disappointment to answer the phone. It was the only word he could conjure.
Fred followed him into the living room where he answered the phone. Lara sitting on the couch quite contently until Wes came barging out of his room looking rather disappointed.
"Hello." He said quite sarcastically. "Oh. Gunn …" Wes turned to Fred with a look of what do I say. Fred shook her head no as to say, if he asks if I'm here; I'm not.
"No. Fred's not here. I haven't seen her. I'm sorry. I'm sure that she will turn up." Wes was looking at Fred all the while. A little more disappointment appeared in his eyes. The disappointment that she hadn't told anyone that she was going to see him. "Yes, I'll call you if I hear anything or I see her. Goodbye."
Wes hung up the receiver and Fred spoke before he could. "Well, I better get back to the hotel. I guess they are all a little worried about me because I left without saying that I was, leaving." She looked as Wes looking for some sign that it was okay and that he understood. His face immediately softened. He could never be mad at her; for any reason.
"I'll see you out," he said as he walked her to the door.
Wesley stood in the doorframe looking at Fred, neither one of them knew the right words to say goodbye for now. Fred finally spoke first. "Your sister loves you. I can see that." Fred motioned to Lara sitting on the couch in the other room. "So, I'll um … see you soon?" Fred had no idea what else to say.
Wesley was at a loss of words as well. "Yes. Yes, of course." He gave Fred a weak smile.
Fred looked at Wes and she saw everything that she hadn't before tonight; his pain, his anger, his strength, and most of all, his love for her. Before she could change her mind, Fred took two steps, closed the space between them, cupped his cheek with her hand and gave him a soft, sweet kiss.
Fred pulled away, looked at him and said the only things she could. "Bye." With that said, she turned around, walked down the hall and left a confused but utterly ecstatic Wesley standing in his doorway. He shook his head as if coming back to reality, closed the door and walked back into the living room and sat down next to Lara.
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Their search for Fred had failed. Angel and Gunn had searched the entire hotel and didn't find anything.
"Damn it! I don't understand where she could have gone." Gunn's frustration at not being able to find Fred was increasing with every passing moment that she was missing. He sat on the circular couch in the lobby of the hotel with his face cupped in his hands in defeat.
"Don't worry Gunn. We'll find her. She couldn't have gone far." Angel was trying to reassure Gunn but it wasn't really helping.
Lorne walked into the hotel from his search of the nearby neighborhoods. Gunn shot up in anticipation of news about Fred. "Sorry kids … I got nothing about Fred." Gunn sunk back down into his previous position. "But I did get some information from one of my contacts that there's something big going on downtown tonight. Something's got all the baddies around town all uptight. It obviously can't be anything good for us." Lorne's face was apprehensive.
"I'll go check it out then. We have to know what we are dealing with next." Angel grabbed his coat off the chair in the office and started on his way out. "Do you know where downtown exactly?" Angel asked Lorne so he wasn't wandering around downtown Los Angeles like an idiot.
"He said the warehouse district downtown. Its something big, so I doubt you'll be able to miss it." Lorne had a huge feeling that whatever was happening tonight was going to be the worst thing that they had dealt with yet.
Angel walked out the front doors of the hotel, got in his car and sped away for downtown.
"So Lorne, do you know anything more about this thing that's going down tonight?" Gunn was worried that maybe Fred had gotten caught up in it somehow. He didn't know how, but by this time he was just expecting the worst.
"All I know is that its big sweet cheeks; nothing fun, furry or cuddly. This isn't going to be fun for any of us." Lorne was scared.
Then Fred walked in the front door. Gunn jumped up and ran to her. "Oh my God! Fred! Where have you been? I have been so worried about you! We have been searching all over for you!" Gunn was in a state of panic while she was gone, but now that she was here he was more frustrated with the fact that she had just waltzed out of the hotel.
Fred realized Gunn's anger and concern, but she was in no way sorry for leaving. It was something that she had to do. "Oh. I just went out for a walk. I didn't want to be around right then. Everything was a little much ya know? I didn't mean to worry ya'll."
Fred was not about to tell anyone, let alone Gunn where her walk had lead her. She would probably tell them in time, but not right now. It would just add to everything.
"I'm gonna go upstairs to bed. I'm really tired." Fred started towards the stairs to go up to her bedroom. "I really didn't mean to worry ya'll. Goodnight."
Fred walked up the stairs and into the privacy of her room. She had never been so happy to see her bed. She walked over, plopped down onto it and lay, staring at her ceiling for a bit. She was thinking about the events of the night and how everything turned out great. Except when she arrived back at the hotel only to get reprimanded by Charles like she was a 15 year old girl who left the house without asking permission. But she didn't care, everything else had worked out.
Downstairs Lorne was making himself a sea breeze to pass the time until angel got back, and Gunn was sitting down trying to make sense of the night. He finally gave up and retreated to his own room upstairs; leaving Lorne downstairs in the company of his sea breeze.
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Angel showed up in the warehouse district in downtown Los Angeles only to find … nothing. He couldn't find anything that would lead him to where this big something or another was happening. Then he heard voices up ahead of him, so he followed them. He came across an older warehouse that was being guarded by 4 vamps. Obviously this was the place that he had been looking for.
Angel climbed on top of some storage bins next to the warehouse and dropped down in the middle of the four vamps. He took them out without much effort. "Clearly not the best guards they could have had." Angel said to him self as he snuck into the warehouse.
Angel went up the stairs to the top level of the warehouse to get a better look at what was going on. As he looked down he could see about three dozen vampires, all congregating around a big stone slab that had ten humans shackled together around it. Angel deducted that this was some kind of ritual, but there was not way Angel could stop it because there were three dozen vampires down there. There was no way that he could take them all without backup.
One vampire wearing a cloak came up to the stone slab and started chanting in some weird language. That Angle didn't understand. Then the vampire switched to English and started to holler. "Come back to us! Here our plea! Accept our offering!"
The floor began to shake as if the earth were splitting in two. Then the stone slab cracked in half down the middle and something crawled out of it.
Angel's stared in dismay. It couldn't be him. It was impossible.
"My master!" All the vampires bowed as low as they could possibly get as the man surveyed them all. Then he cackled an evil laugh and reveled in his glorious return.
It was indeed the master of the vampires, THE Master.
So that was ch. 4. And this is like a record breaking chapter for me. It's the longest chapter that I have ever written, ever. Haha. I'm way proud of myself. Haha. I really hope that you liked it. Don't forget to review. D
