Chapter 7
Artie: Feels so good to be walking.
Santana: Don't let it go to your head. Angel said somethin' bad will come back around.
Artie: He's exaggerating, I hope.
Artie and Santana take a seat in the lobby.
Finn and Rachel were behind the counter working and overhearing their conversation.
Finn: He was exaggerating right Rachel?
Rachel: Not exactly.
Finn: What?
Rachel: I knew there was always some backlash for doing that spell, but no harm should go to Artie.
Finn: How do you know?
Rachel: Because I did the spell.
Finn: On Artie, that involves him, you should have at least told him.
Rachel looked at him annoyed then went back to work on her desk.
Puck and Tina walked down from the rooms.
Finn: Puck! Nice to see you in your human form.
Puck: I've been trying all day to switch back to my human form.
Tina: I don't know, you were cuter as a demon.
Santana: Ah, no red is my color.
Puck shook his head as they gathered together in the lobby.
Santana: In a crazy messed up way, we are some kind of family.
They look around.
Santana: A crazy, demonic, supernatural, crime fighting family.
Angel: A family's a family.
The phone rang.
Finn picked it up: Angel Investigations we help the helpless.
Finn listened to the other end of the phone and got a worried look.
Finn: Okay, don't panic, we'll get someone over there right now.
He wrote down an address and hung up.
Finn: Angel, I got a call they said they were being followed, by a 7 foot tall man with a tail.
Angel: Right.
Artie got up and walked toward the weapons cabinet: You'll want long range weapons to make up for the height disadvantage. And there are countless demons with tails, I'd say take your average sword and battle axe, a mace if you'd like.
Angel: Got it, sorry Fred no ice cream tonight.
Fred: No problem, just go save the world.
Angel: Puck, Santana? I'm gonna need as much muscle as I can get.
Puck: Why not, let's see what this guy can do.
Puck turns into his demon form.
Santana: You know a slayer, a demon and a vampire working together; it's like what Mr. Martin Luther always wanted.
They smile and grab weapons then leave.