If it Returns
"Vision," Fred announced coming downstairs.
"Ah…yes…I'll call him," Wesley offered.
"Right, you don't have to see him if you don't want to.
Fred frowned at them, "Grow up, this isn't High School.
"I know," Fred said quietly.
"If that's what you want," Wesley said.
Fred shook her head as the two men left.
"Hi, this is Buffy."
"Oh… um hi… I … I had a vision… I need to talk with Angel… I'm sorry," Fred stammered.
"Isn't he in LA?" Buffy asked.
"Of course he isn't in LA," Fred replied starting to sound
upset.
"Fred… you are Fred aren't you?" Buffy said awkwardly.
"This is bad, this very bad," Fred said. "Why weren't you
watching out for him?"
"Angel doesn't need anyone to watch out for him," Buffy
protested.
"Oh no, Angel is very good at taking care of everybody
except himself," Fred said.
"Look Fred, I'll come take care of the vision.
"Good idea… No, this one is bad, Gunn and Wesley should back
you up," Fred sighed.
"I'll bring help, you're the ones who know Angel, you'd
probably have better luck finding him," Buffy decided.
