Rating: G
Disclaimer: Same as Always.
Chapter 11
As soon as team Angel returned to the Hyperion, Angel made a call to Sunnydale. Cordy and Lorne patched up the injured, Angel stubbornly refused treatment until after he conducted his business. He listened as the phone rang three times before it was answered, there was a young female voice on the other end.
"Hello, Summer's residence," the voice said.
"Hi Dawn, this is Angel."
"Hi Angel."
"Hey, is your sister in?"
"Yes, hold on a sec and I'll get her."
Angel listened to the noises in the background as he waited for Buffy to answer. His vampiric hearing picked up on the sounds of little Brianna's babbling, which brought a smile to his face; then there was a rustling sound.
"Hello Angel, how are you?" Buffy inquired.
"I've been better."
"How was the honeymoon and Cordy?"
"It was wonderful and Cordy is good. Look Buffy, I called because I need you and Spike's help."
"Angel, what's wrong?"
"Cordy had a vision about a demon that was terrorizing people somewhere around the docks. When we went out to look for it, it found us and attacked. It was too strong for us."
"What kind of demon was it?"
"Lorne said it was a Mishlak demon."
"Hmm . . . Mishlak demon, that's a new one on me. I'll ask Giles about it to see if he knows anything."
"Buffy. How soon can you come to L.A.?"
"Is tomorrow night soon enough?"
"That'll be great."
"We should know more about this demon by then."
"Alright. I'll see you then," Angel replied.
"Okay, say 'Hello' to Cordy for me."
"I will. Bye Buffy."
"Bye."
Angel being satisfied that he handled his business, allowed Cordy to treat his injuries. He then met with his team to inform them that Buffy and the Scoobie's would be coming to help them in their fight.
Spike walked up behind his mate after she placed the phone in its cradle.
"Well, what did Peaches want?" Spike inquired.
"He has a demon problem and needs our help."
"And his people can't handle it?" Spike inquired, raising an eyebrow.
"Obviously not. It seems that the demon was stronger than all of them put together and thus needing our help."
"Huh . . . Angelus was the most feared creature walking back in the day and now he can't handle a demon? He's gotten soft."
"Spike! I want you to behave yourself while we're in L.A."
Spike let an arrogant smile slide across his lips and when Buffy glanced at him and saw this, it angered her.
"Cut it out! If I have to put up with any vampire testosterone crap during this trip, I'm so going to stake you," she warned him with a serious look on her face.
"Oh alright. Bloody Hell woman, I'll behave."
"Good. Now come upstairs with me, it's time for Brianna's bath."
Having said that, Buffy picked the baby up from her playpen and carried her upstairs with Spike in tow, making faces at his daughter.
TBC . . .