A.N. I'm not entirely happy with this chapter but I hope it's ok. Good news, so far it's the longest chapter in this fic.

A.N. 2 Also to answer one of the questions that I noticed a couple times, Spike won't enter the past parts till the dates hit June. However he will enter the present/future (depends on how you look at it) parts more than likely in Chapter 11 but might (if it works out) have him arrive in Chapter 9. Now with the past parts after Liz finds out that the AI team is also hiding something the timeline will speed up for the past.

Chapter 4

January 8, 2001

It's been almost a month since she arrived in LA; it's been hard keeping the fact that she's changing into an alien hybrid from her new friends. When Liz was settled in at the hotel she had begun to think about the people she left in Roswell. At one point she was so angry the glass of the milk Fred brought in had exploded, milk cascaded over the table and glass shards fell around the table and bed.

To say she was scared was a huge understatement. Apparently Angel heard the small blast, although how since her room is on the third floor, was a mystery. Liz lied to them saying she was clumsy and dropped the glass when she picked it up. Angel didn't quite believe her, again she had no idea why, after becoming a member of the alien abyss she learnt how to lie and more importantly lie well.

After the group of concerned people left her room Liz took out of some of the science equipment of hers she packed in her suitcase. Liz pulled out a needle from her bag; another thing she learned to carry around, you never knew when you had to check someone's blood to see if they're of this Earth. Carefully she sticks the needle in her arm and slowly draws out a tiny amount of blood.

Liz places a drop of blood onto a glass slab then places another on top, walking over to the microscope she sets the glass and blood under the lens. Her blood looked almost human, almost. The cells, the majority of them were still red, but a few were showing signs of green. It was just as she suspected she's turning into a hybrid.

What was that going to mean for her child? Kyle might also be changing he just doesn't know it yet. However he was healed about nine months after so it probably wouldn't happen for a while. It was fairly obvious that them being changed were Max's doing, he healed the bullet wound in her stomach, saved her from death, same as Kyle.

Everyday, after figuring out her cells were changing, she checked her blood and everyday her blood got a little greener. She wanted to call one of the aliens, question them about what to do, but she made a promise to herself before she arrived that she wouldn't seek them out for anything. At this point she wasn't even sure she'd help them if they asked her for help.

Last night she met the infamous Buffy Summers, the love of Angel's life. She heard Cordelia and Fred talking about her a few days after she arrived. Apparently Buffy had called Angel needing to vent about new people moving into her home, which caused Cordelia to vent about Buffy.

She thinks Cordy has the hots for Angel, but then again who wouldn't, he's tall, dark, and handsome but there was something about him that made it awkward for her to be attracted to him. For the past month he and Wesley have been like brothers to her, just last week Angel comforted her after a violent dream, it wasn't like any nightmare she's had before. This had blood, creatures that were definitely not human, and what seemed to be vampires.

Angel questioned her about what the nightmare entailed, after telling him he got an odd look on his face. The rest of the time he was in her room he was out of it, like he knew something she didn't. Which in this place was very likely.

Just last week, after a rather long nap, she trekked down the stairs only to be greeted by the sight of a green guy, a green guy with horns. The entire group was nervous, Fred explained that the green guy was Lorne, and he was the latest subject of a friend of his whom was trying his hand at extreme make-up. Liz had no clue how that would make the group act nervous, it was a perfectly logical explanation. The fact that they were nervous rose her suspicions that weird things went on here.

But anyway back to meeting Buffy, she's really beautiful, even if she was scratched and bruised up. Another thing that caused Liz to think everything wasn't quite normal. What could be happening in this young woman's life to give her those marks? The oddest part was that no one seemed all that concerned, they asked what happened and Buffy said she had a disagreement with a gang called the Turok-Han, which made no sense.

Now she was walking downstairs, nobody was in the lobby, at this time of night that was an odd occurrence. Normally this place is busy at night and quiet during the day. Angel and Gunn were running off someplace, Cordy and Fred stayed behind and Wesley changed from going with Angel and Gunn and staying at the hotel.

Liz hears muffled voices, curious as to who's there she quietly sneaks over to Wesley's office. Buffy, Angel, and Wesley were talking in hurried whispered tones.

"I'm telling…think…Potential…dreams…same…Buffy…having…was called." Liz can only understand ever couple words from Angel.

"…possible…an eye on Liz…powers or abilities." Wesley comments on Angel's garbled mess, luckily she was able to hear a little more, but still not everything.

Do they know she's different? No, they can't she's been careful, nothing has exploded since that first day with the milk. She's even hidden a lot of her science things.

Buffy who made no effort to keep her voice to a whisper, but wasn't yelling either, leaned forward in her seat. "Listen, I'll check with Giles, he knows some powerful witches that told him about the others, maybe they can tell us about Liz?"

Not needing to hear anymore Liz rushes back upstairs, enters her room, and locks the door. They know about her. Maybe she should leave again, go to live with her Aunt in Florida. Wait, she has to stay calm, she can't flip out.

If they knew about her why wouldn't they be up her with torches or sending her to the FBI to be dissected? Maybe they don't know, but if the don't what the hell were they talking about?

"I'm telling you both that I think she's a Potential. Those dreams she described having were the same ones Buffy told me she received around the time she was called." Angel stands behind Wesley's desk while the ex-Watcher was looking up some information.

"It's definitely possible, we'll keep an eye on Liz, see if she's displaying powers or abilities." He sets the book back on the shelf, noticing Angel behind his desk he raises an eyebrow causing Angel to move to the other side of the desk and take a seat next to Buffy.

"Listen, I'll check with Giles, he knows some powerful witches that told him about the others, maybe they can tell us about Liz?" It felt good to be close with Angel again. Last night he held her all night his strong embrace a great comfort to her.

Holding Buffy's hand Angel continues. "If it's the case this was something I didn't want to happen to her. She's a good kid, not to mention she's pregnant, raising a baby in this environment isn't good."

"Angel I understand how you feel, Liz brings out a protective quality in all of us, but from what I know about her from spending time with her and listening to Fred she's stronger than she looks." Wesley sits down crossing his hands on the desk.

Buffy raises her hand and strokes Angel's cheek bringing his gaze to her. "Besides it's not as if Liz is going to be alone during this whole changing process. She's going to have you, Wesley, Gunn, Fred, and even Cordelia somewhat. It's going to be scary finding out she might become a Slayer but just watching her briefly yesterday I think she'll be able to handle it."

"But how can I tell you she might be a Potential. She hasn't even told any of us besides Fred that she's pregnant, she's going to start showing soon and I won't buy that she's gained weight, I mean you see how she works out." Angel rubs his free hand over his face in frustration.

Since Liz arrived in LA she's has been going down to the basement and working out for almost two hours everyday. Nothing overly strenuous but enough to keep her in shape. One time he sneaked down to the basement and watched her.

First she did thirty minutes of Palates; the only reason he knows about Palates was because Buffy began them last month. Then Liz took a brief break stretching out her muscles, followed by five minutes of jumping rope, then thirty minutes of working with a punching bag, another five minutes of jump roping, and then after stretching again she sat on the mat and meditated.

Liz didn't even move a muscle the entire time she was meditating. He almost thought she hadn't seen or heard him, after all he's stealthy, he's a vampire, you can't be all loud when you're stalking someone. When out of the blue Liz said 'hello' to him and scared the shit out of him.

However for the past two weeks Liz has cut out the punching bag out of her routine, he thinks Fred told her to take it easy. "How the hell am I supposed to tell her that she's going to be hunting vampires and demons on a nightly basis only to die a young woman?"

"Do you want me to talk to her? It might be easier coming from someone who's gone through this before?"

"That would probably be best, you'd be able to answer questions that Angel and I wouldn't be able too." Wesley tells her.

Angel scratches his head, "I think you should be the one who breaks it to her, but I don't think we should right now. She's pregnant and it might put the baby in distress." He stands back up only to squat down in front of the mini-fridge that's in the office. The coolness doesn't faze the soulful vampire as he reaches for the Coke and pack of blood.

Pouring the packet contents into a coffee cup that Buffy had personalized for him, it's black with red paint that look like blood, dripping down to form the words 'Angel's Elixir'. Heating the blood he hands Buffy her Coke, he's always been able to feel her wants and needs even something as minor as what she wants to drink.

"Oh I don't need a drink Angel. Thank you." Wesley sarcastically comments.

"You didn't ask me Wes. Besides you're drinking tea, didn't think you'd want a soda." The microwave beeps and he pulls the steaming liquid out taking his seat next to Buffy again.

"So we hold off on the Question and Answer period for a while right?" Buffy asks the two men. They nod confirming. "Ok, in that case I'm going to patrol, I'm going to try to get a staking in before dawn. Thanks for the Coke." She kisses his lips gently wanting to taste more of him but won't in front of Wesley. "I'll be back in the morning."

TBC