A.N. Gunn was my favorite character on Angel. I absolutely love him so there will be a little Liz/Gunn couple-ness in this fic. Great, now I feel the need to write a Liz/Gunn fic, damn my muse I have enough fics I'm working on as it is. However the main couple in this fic will be Liz/Spike.

Chapter 2

December; 2000

As Liz drives down the street Fred told her the hotel was on, she had called five minutes ago asking for directions. Unconsciously Liz begins to rub her stomach, Ever since she found out she was pregnant she had developed the nervous habit of caressing her belly when scared or hesitant. Looming ahead of her she notices what she thinks could be the hotel, slowing down the car she glances at the address, yep, this is it.

Pulling into the side alley she parks her rental car behind a big black car with it's top up. She has no idea what kind of car it is all she knows is that it's big, black, and shiny. Someone obviously loves his or her car, there doesn't seem to be a speck of dirt on it.

While she had been outside preparing herself to meet Fred again and her friends, people who had taken her in after she returned from wherever she had been, Fred, Angel, Cordelia, Gunn, and Wesley heard her car drive up in the side alley. The perky brunette smiled wide and began pacing the lobby.

"I'm going outside to meet her." Fred suddenly says and makes her way toward the doors that lead to the street.

Wesley calls to her ceasing her forward movements. "Why don't we all go greet her?" His English manners shining through. He heard from Fred as to why Elizabeth had left her hometown, after breaking up with her boyfriend all her friends and his friends turned against her. The male students had called her names and degraded her so much that she was in tears by the time she got home. All except one, a boy named Alex Whitman. "It can't be easy for her move to a new town."

A few seconds later the Angel Investigation's Team was standing outside waiting for Elizabeth Parker to come walking up. They didn't have to wait for long, seconds after they exited the massive hotel Elizabeth saunters up staring at the hotel in awe. Not yet taking notice of the smiling and slightly nervous group standing awkwardly in front of the double doors.

"Lizzie!" Fred couldn't hold in her squeal of excitement as she ran toward her younger cousin. She gathers the tired and worn looking girl in her arms and whispers assurances in her ear. "We'll take care of you. I promise." Without asking she places her hand on Liz's stomach and rubs the barely there lump.

Instantly Liz knows that she's going to be ok here with her cousin and it calms her frazzled nerves somewhat, enough where she can grin at the anxious group of people standing behind Fred. "I'm just happy to be out of Roswell."

"Umm," Angel steps forward his hand extended. "Hi, I'm Angel. This is my hotel and as long as you're here in LA it's your hotel too. Fred's told us a lot about you and I can hardly wait to get to know you."

Liz shakes his hand and is shocked at how cold it is. "Hi, Elizabeth Parker, feel free to call me Liz." It's obvious the tall hunky brunette isn't used to meeting a whole lot of new people, and comes across as trying to hard.

"Hey, I'm Gunn. Fred told us you were pretty but I don't think she gave you enough credit. I'd say you're more gorgeous than pretty." He raises her hand and kisses it affectionately. "If you need anything and I do mean anything I am at your beck and call."

Giggling for the first time in a while she smiles wide at the handsome black man that caused her to blush. "Why thank you. I just might take you up that." She gnaws at her lip coyly.

Rolling her eyes at the overt flirting of Gunn and their new houseguest she steps up next to Angel and extends her hand. "And I'm Cordelia Chase, actress and occasionally I work here at Angel Investigations. It's nice to meet you." Her tight smile says anything but 'nice to meet you' more like 'one more person to steal my spotlight'.

"Nice to meet you too. What have you acted in?" Knowing that she hasn't seen her in anything, but that doesn't mean a whole lot. She's not a big TV watcher.

"Well…I was in a play once a couple years ago…" Cordelia thinks about anything else she's been in but can't come up with anything.

To save Cordy from any embarrassment Wesley steps up from behind his friends. "Hello, I'm Wesley Wyndam-Pryce. Absolutely wonderful to meet you my dear, if there is anything that I can do to make your stay more comfortable don't hesitate to ask." He places a soothing hand on her shoulder and squeezes encouragingly.

"Thank you." Wesley was Fred's boyfriend. She would go on and on about how wonderful Wesley was and is, she can see him being a perfect big brother.

Fred picks up one of Liz's bags that she placed on the ground when she greeted the AI team. "Come on Lizzie. Let's get you settled in and then we can cook dinner. You always used to love helping me when you were younger."

Nodding she hoists her backpack up higher on her shoulder. "I'd like that."

"Is this all you brought?" Fred questions.

"No, I have one more suitcase in the car and then later my parents are going to send the rest of my stuff."

"Do you still have that umm, oh what was it…"

"My memory box?"

"Yea." Fred nods.

"Of course I do. It holds all of my most precious moments. Unfortunately I had to leave it back in Roswell; I could only bring so much on the bus. But mom and dad are going to send it with some of my other stuff."

The AI team watch as the two girls take the bags and begin to talk about old times together, Angel waits till Liz and Fred are upstairs before turning to the others. "She pregnant."

"Fred never mentioned that." The seer pauses and turns her full attention to Angel "How can you tell?" Cordy scrunches her nose up.

"For one Fred rubbed Liz's stomach, normally that's not done if the woman's not pregnant. Second I can smell the baby. She's not that far along either, maybe a month or so." The vampire tells his team.

"That smelling people is really gross Angel."

Wesley stands behind the counter. "I wonder why Fred never said anything about it to me." He just thought the torment was getting a little rough on Liz and she needed a change of scenery.

"Maybe Liz didn't want anyone but Fred to know yet." Gunn tells them. "I know I wouldn't want a bunch of strangers knowing all my secrets when I first met them."

Angel shrugs his shoulders, he'll ask Fred later, and it's not a question that needed to be asked or answered at this point in time.

TBC