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Awakening

Disclaimer: Characters and Premise are borrowed from the show "Buffy, the Vampire Slayer" and "Angel".

Angel woke with an angry snarl as Fred's warm weight was suddenly snatched from his arms. As he opened molten-gold eyes the first thing Angel saw was a cross shoved in his face. Violently he slapped it aside, and then froze at the sound of a familiar voice raised in pain.

Fully awake now, Angel looked around to see Fred struggling fearfully in Wesley's arms and Cordelia cradling a soon to be bruised arm, whimpering with pain.

Fred drove her elbow decisively into Wesley's gut, breaking free of him and dashing to Angel's side. From the protection of his presence she glared furiously at the other two humans.

"He's evil, get away from him!" Wesley warned.

"I'm not evil," Angel snapped, shedding his demonic appearance. "Cordy, I'm sorry, I thought you were a threat to Fred."

"You thought I was a threat?" Cordelia exclaimed. "What do you think I thought coming in and seeing you all entangled with her?"

"Fred was teaching me some stuff on the computer," Angel sighed. "We just fell asleep, it was perfectly innocent."

"Plus being none of your bee's wax!" Fred added furiously.

"Considering you two could get us all killed and possibly end the world, I rather think it is our business," Wesley said in an arch tone.

"Pfft," Fred breathed dismissively.

Wesley retrieved a folder from the very bottom of the file cabinet and gave it to Fred. "I think you need to understand the shear malevolence of the entity you're toying with," he said angrily. "Perhaps that will teach you a little restraint. As for you Angel, there's no excuse for your actions."

"I didn't do anything wrong," Angel said defensively.

"Open your goddamn eyes and look where this is going!" Wesley snapped.

"I'm not some teenager, thinking with my hormones," Angel growled back. "So you can save the lecture."

"Even if this never goes any further than last night, I think you need to take a good long look at your emotions," Wesley said icily. "Perfect happiness is such an imprecise term and I don't wish to be cruel Angel, but from what I've seen you're already flirting with disaster."

Angel drew a strangled breath as his already pale complexion faded to a grayish-white.

Wesley looked almost as stunned as Angel by what he'd said, but before he could collect his wits to add anything Angel spun on his heel and disappeared into the Hyperion's basement, slamming the door behind him.

"There's never a drocken gully around when you need one," Fred announced glaring at both Wesley and Cordelia then hurried after Angel.

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