Part 3
"I can't believe that," Cordelia said laughing.
"Can't believe what?" Angel asked.
"Willow called to see how you were doing," Cordelia's smile changed to a frown. "I wonder why she would do that?"
"She was probably worried because of what happened with the office. It blew up and that was my place so Willow was worried." Angel said. "It's nothing to worry about Cordelia."
Cordelia looked at Angel strangely but let the matter drop.
"What are we going to do for a while?" Cordelia said. "I mean as much as I love having you hear, you seem to take up a lot of the hot water when you shower in the morning."
"I do not!" Angel cried.
Cordelia snorted, "Yeah right. You don't use a lot of hot water, and I'm dating Wesley."
"Really? I didn't know that. Well I guess you two will be happy together."
"Ha, ha, funny man." Cordelia said. She was about to say more but a vision hit her. "Ah!"
Angel caught her before she hit the floor and waited patiently for the vision to finish. The vision went on longer than any others and Angel was getting annoyed. When it stopped as suddenly as it had come, Angel wasn't surprised.
"God!" Cordelia cried. "The Oracles are dead. You think that these things would stop!"
"Cordelia, the Oracles died. Not the Powers That Be. You're still going to get visions." Angel explained patiently.
"Oh, well that's not good."
"What did you see?"
"Sunnydale." Was all Cordelia would say.
"And?" Angel prompted.
"I don't know. The vision went o for ages, but the only thing I can remember is Sunnydale. That's weird." Cordelia sounded confused.
"You didn't see anything else? A demon? Anyone fighting it?" Angel asked.
"No. I can't remember anything else. The only thing I can remember is Sunnydale. But I did feel a lot of things."
"Like what?"
"I don't know, it's hard to explain. I felt fear, a hole lot of fear. And something I can't really explain." Cordelia said.
"Well, what was it?" Angel asked impatiently.
"Happiness, joy, exhilaration. Of course that could have come from the thing that was making the fear. It was very confusing. We'd better, call Giles and tell him about this."
"Yeah," Angel said distracted. "No wait, I'll go to Sunnydale and help them. Theis thing seems pretty bad and they might need my help."
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"You see Spike, you had nothing to worry about." Willow said trying to sound relieved.
"But you do pet. What is it?" Spike said watching her face for a reaction.
He got one, shock. "What do you mean?"
"You've been quiet ever since you got off the phone. Are you sure everything's okay?"
"Yeah… at least I think so." Willow said.
"Tell me." Spike said simply.
"Angel,"
"What about Angel?"
"He wasn't himself. His voice, it was different." Willow said staring off into space.
"Different how?" Spike asked.
"It wasn't Angely. Angel almost always sounds sad. He wasn't this time, of course Cordelia said that he was on a caffeine high." Willow still sounded uncertain.
"But…" Spike prompted.
"His voice sounded husky. Angel doesn't usually sound husky does he?"
"No he doesn't." Spike said furiously, he turned to Willow. "Will I need you to do something for me. If Angel comes here, I want you to stay away from him."
"Why?" Willow asked, but then her eyebrows rose. "You still think that Angelus has come back." Spike nodded. "Okay, I think that your wrong, but until we find out, I'll stay away from him."
"Thankyou." Spike said.