A/N: Hi gang, heres the next installment, hope ya'll enjoy.

Chapter 10

"It's a good plan Oz. Who do we send? He knows that Cordy knows he's Angelus so sending her back could be bad." Willow said sheepishly.

"He'd know something was up." Oz agreed.

"Quite." Giles looked at Oz.

Oz nodded in return.

"He wouldn't suspect me to know. He knows I live in L.A." He shrugged. "Could think of an excuse to visit, I guess."

"No, no, no. I'm not happy sending Oz in. If Angel…Angelus suspects, Oz could be in real danger. I should go. I'm the slayer. We used to date, that could be a good excuse."

"I can stay out of sight and get Oz out if I need to." Cathy said, perching on the edge of the desk.

"Wait, you guys are seriously considering going looking for him and locking him up? You guys are as crazy as ever." Cordy said.

"Well what's the alternative? Leave him free to roam L.A and kill innocent people?" Buffy raised her voice and instantly regretted it. She was letting her emotions run away with her.

Cordy blustered slightly but kept quiet.

"No one else can get close to him without arousing suspicion. If Cathy can protect Oz then it may be our only solution. Angelus must be contained." Giles rubbed his forehead.

"We'll be cool. I've got spare chains. And I won't need any big spells. Protection spells are easy compared to freezing people. And if Willow would be so kind I could use her powers to help me strengthen the chains." Cathy found herself feeling nervous at asking the re-head for help but the Wicca seemed to brighten at the prospect of spells.

"Sure, I can do that." She cast a quick look at Cathy who gave a small smile of thanks in return.

"Will's not gona be near Angelus for this spell thing is she?" Xander's concern for his friend was evident in his voice.

"No. None of you need contact with him hopefully. As soon as we have the spell to bring Angel back we're home free. I hope."

"What if we don't find the spell? Just playing Devil's advocate." Xander asked.

Cathy looked at Buffy then Cordelia.

"Then we don't have a choice. We dust him."

"First sensible thing I've heard all day." Xander muttered.

"Just a thought. Sooner we have him, sooner we can sort this out." Oz said standing. "Catherine, I've got your spare chains in the chest in my van. Willow you ok to do this now?"

"Sure, I guess. If Cathy knows what we've got to do."

"Don't worry, I know." Cathy stood and moved to the door.

"Let's do it." Oz said leading the girls down to his van.

"I hope Willow's going to be ok." Buffy said as she listened to their footsteps fade down the stairs.

"Why wouldn't she? Oz won't let anything happen to her. Plus she's not the one going after Fang Boy." Cordy was getting more lost by the minute.

"I think it's being with Oz that Buffy's worried about." Xander said gravely.

"It's not a full moon right?"

"No. Oz isn't dangerous." Buffy said.

"When did she and Oz split anyway? They have split right? I mean I know Oz isn't much of a talker but he doesn't even really look at anyone let alone talk."

"Think he's feeling a little out of place." Xander told her. "It's been a long time since he left us and no one was really expecting to see him again, but Cathy needed our help so he brought her to us."

"So are he and Cathy dating?"

"They both say no. But I there's something there. I just hope Willow will be ok." Buffy said.

"I don't think they will appreciate you gossiping about them. We have work to do maybe we could concentrate, hmm?" Giles sounded a little snappy.

"Righto, G-man." Xander tried to speak in his best stuffy English accent.

Giles just glared at him before returning to his book.

XxXxX

"What do you need?" Oz asked unlocking the van.

"Just the chains." Cathy replied, scanning the street for signs of Angel.

"No potions?" Willow was a little disappointed.

"Nope. We are gona do this the really old fashioned way, with the magic inside." Cathy climbed into the back of the van followed by Willow as Oz kept watch outside.

Tara? Tara are you there? Can you here me? Willow tried to communicate with her girlfriend.

"Uh- might wana censor what's said via that line." Cathy said in a small, slightly embarrassed voice.

Willow peered at Oz's friend in the darkness.

"That kind of telepathy between witches has a few flaws." Cathy explained as she untangled Oz's chains. "It has a tendency to hit the first witch it passes."

"Oh" Willow felt uncomfortable enough around Cathy without her hearing what's said in her head. She watched as Cathy created a little orb of light that hovered above their heads.

"Neat." Willow smiled.

"Saves Oz's battery." Cathy said with a shrug.

"How'd you learn to do that?" The red-head watched the light bob up and down.

"Do you know, I have no idea! In two hundred years I've been all over, picking up magic as I go but I couldn't tell you what came from where."

"What was it like? Being in all those different countries?"

"Honestly? No fun at all. I never really got to see anything following Liam around. It was always dark and everywhere we went it was nothing but blood and horror. Like one of those really bad movies they play on All Hallows Eve, you know? I try not to remember it too much." Cathy gave a shudder.

"If you could go anywhere again in day light, where would you go?"

"Strange question."

"Well I know nothing about you really except you being Angel's sister and having all that magic. I guess I feel like I should know something about you. I want to go to Europe one day-it's like the heart of all things mystic." Willow's eyes lit up at the thought.

"Well," Cathy smiled at the innocence in Willow's face. "I want to go somewhere with lots of snow and I mean tonnes and tonnes. I wana have a real snowball fight and make snow angels like when I was a kid in Ireland. It only ever snowed once in all the time I was there."

"'Avoid the yellow snow' Xander would say." Willow giggled.

"Huh? You're going to have to explain that one to me."

"I'll leave that for Oz." Willow paused. "Do you miss the way things were? When you were human?"

"Pffft! Not a chance. Nah, you've got movies, T.V, pizza, rock bands, stage shows and best of all much cuter guys and soap! Soap is a huge plus. No, after life is pretty much something of the good nowadays."

Willow nodded her understanding.

"Ready?" Cathy looked down at the chains on the van floor. They were curled in two spirals. She reached out her hands for Willow to take.

The red-head felt a spark shoot up her arm as her skin touched Cathy's. She watched as Cathy began to chant. Her face was so pale it was ghostly white in the little light there was. Willow turned her attention back to the chains. She stared hard, concentrating on giving them her energy. The chains started to rattle and a strange blue glow had begun to eminate from the ends, creeping it's way round the spirals, link by link until both chains were engulfed in it. They got brighter and brighter until Willow could no longer look. There was an almighty shock as the girls got thrown apart, falling against the sides of the van.

"You ok?" Oz's muffled voice came from outside.

"Wow" Willow gasped.

"You must be a hell of a lot more powerful than anyone realised for us to have created that force." Cathy said rubbing the back of her head.

"Didn't it work?" Willow felt disorientated

"Oh yeah. It definitely worked."

Oz poked his head round the door. "You two okay?"

"Just dandy." Willow chirrup staring at the chains. "They don't look any different."

"Touch them." Cathy encouraged her. As the red-head's fingers touched one of the chains it sent a tingle up her arm. The chain was vibrating, they both were.

"I don't know how long it'll last. I've only ever used it once on Oz the first time we met. But that was only a few hours 'til day break."

"Then we find somewhere to stow him until we know what to do." Oz said calmly and simply.

"You two better get going and I better get back to the books." Willow shuffled to the doors where Oz helped her down. "Be careful." She said looking right into his eyes. He just nodded in return.

XxXxX

"He's near by." Cathy said as she turned the van round the next corner.

"So I just throw them at him?" Oz asked, looking down at his feet.

"Yup, just throw. I'll do the rest. Just make sure he's in the open. We don't wana chain the wrong person."

"Got it." Oz's brow furrowed as he sniffed the cool night air that blew through his window.

"Got something Scoob?"

"Serious fear on my side, but it is the city." He peered into the dark alleys and doorways. "There." He spotted a dark figure shift in the shadows of the alley they were passing. "That's the fear. Is it him?" Oz turned to look at Cathy. She looked small and a little frightened herself, sitting in his driver's seat.

"Oh yeah. That's brother dearest. I'll wait across the street. If you get in too deep- run like your tail's on fire, just try to get him into the open and keep the chains hidden 'til the last moment."

"Pretty much a given on all counts." Oz nodded. "We'll fix this," He assured her "and we'll all be ok. I promise."

"Don't make promises you can't keep." Cathy smiled sadly at the werewolf as he exited the van. It was only when Cathy pulled a 'u' turn that her words sunk in. He turned to reassure her but it was too late.

Wrapping the chains round his wristhe watched as she made herself invisible before heading for the alley. His enhanced hearing picked up a woman's whimpering and a hushed male voice.

Hello Angelus Oz thought as he stepped into the alley's darkness.

XxXxX

A/N: So whaddya think? Good idea? Or is Oz heading for trouble? Comments? suggestions?

"Catch ya on the flip flop"