A/N- EEEEEK! My friend was telling me about 'The One' starring Jet Lee ('cos I haven't seen it yet) and parts of his explanation sounded an awful lot like Angelita's dimension hopping adventure that I got going here! I was all 'GRRR' and my friend was all 'Oh…did the writers of the movie copy your idea?' and then he was all laughing so I was even more 'GRRR'. ^_^ But, I'm venting my anger into creativeness…^_^ see…I got ch.8 up didn't I? Yeah, its fluffy. And, yeah, it's VERY AU…But you still gotta R&R. Please?

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"Angel!"

Both the vampire and I spin to face the owner of the voice. Across the street, a very familiar looking woman waves her hand, calling us over. Okay…maybe not *us* as such, more like the vampire that I'm standing with and I'll just tag along.

"Willow…what are you doing here...In LA…at night…alone? Is Buffy okay? Is-" Angel starts.

The redhead cuts him off. "No. Buffy's fine. I just…needed a break…from Sunnydale. I'm not exactly everyone's favourite wi-" She stops herself short upon seeing me and changes her phrasing. "*Person* there at the moment." She looks me over and extends her hand. "Hi." She chirps. "I'm Willow."

I take her hand and shake it. "Angel."

"But I thought that he was Angel." She replies.

I smile. "Angel's my nickname. Pretty long story. You could say it's because my name is Angelita…but that's not really it. And, for the record, I don't respond to my real name. Bleck. Sometimes Lita…but moreso Angel."

"Uh-huh. Don't like your real name too much. Got it. Hey…don't you think its funny how you have the same nickname as Angel…I mean, well…yeah?"

"He's kinda part of the reason for my nickname actually…" I chuckle. "But we'll talk about that later. You'll probably find the story really interesting 'cos, well…You're into that sort of physics-slash-magickal stuff."

Her eyes widen. "How'd you-"

"Part of the explanation thing."

"Oh. Okay."

"So…" Angel says, getting back into the conversation. "How long are you in LA for?"

She shrugs. "I don't really know…I was kinda gonna take it bit by bit, you know."

"Where are you staying?" He asks, a bit more concerned this time. Again she shrugs. He crosses his arms decidedly. "Well, it's settled then. You're staying in the Hyperion with us for as long as you like…or need…or whatever. It's not like we don't have the room."

"Angel…I really don't want to intrude-" She begins.

"It's a *hotel*, Will. The rooms are there for a reason. To be filled by guests. You're a guest, so a room you'll fill." He says, cutting her off at the pass…so to speak.

"Thanks. I've left my bags and stuff there anyway. Cordy told me you were off demon hunting…" She looks over at me again, uncertain as to whether I know about all that sort of stuff.

"Its okay. I'm helping. I can kick demon butt better than most slayers…almost better than Angel, even. But, the magick helps." I state brightly.

She looks a little shocked at first, but that dissolves quickly. "Magick?"

"Also part of the explanation thing."

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Willow and I sit side by side in the couch in the lobby of the Hyperion. She's just been brought up to date on my situation. "So," She starts, "I take it that I'm not exactly on a vacation here in LA. I mean, demon fighting and Magick and dimension hopping… this is heavy duty Scooby stuff."

"Well…" I say, putting my 2cents worth in. "…Its kinda Scooby *and* Fang Gang stuff 'cos-"

I don't get to finish 'cos the sounds of a baby's cries fill the air. I wonder, 'Do the Btvs people *know* about the Connor thing or not yet?' I'm still not that far in with the Btvs spoilers 'cos ever since it was first announced that DB would have his own show…*that's* been my first priority.

My question is answered when Willow looks around at us a questioning glare etched on her face. "Alright. Who has the baby fetish?" She asks seriously.

I try not to laugh. Cordy, Lorne and Gunn twiddle their fingers and whistle making it obvious that they know what's going on but are pretending that they don't. Wesley drags Fred into his office to prevent her from saying anything. We've all silently agreed that this is Angel's thing to explain. At the moment he's not in the room, but soon he can be heard over the monitor, hushing the baby and slowing its cries, turning them into soft hiccups.

Willow's eyes widen. "Since when did Angel know what to do with a baby? A *crying* one no less? Hang on… Why *is* there a baby?" Her eyes flicker towards me. I avoid her glare, so she moves onto Cordy, Lorne and then finally Gunn. Nobody says anything. She gets a bit more demanding now. "Why is there a baby and why is Angel looking after it?"

Cordelia puts her hands firmly on her hips and begins to talk to Willow as if she were a child. "Well…I don't know whether anyone ever gave you this talk, but babies come from-"

"I *know* where babies come from." Willow snaps, cutting Cordy off. "What I want to know is why there is one here in an agency devoted to killing demons and all sorts of paranormal stuff."

Angel's turned off the baby monitor from his end, which means that he and Connor will be coming down stairs any minute now. Cordelia smiles. "Well…when Xander and Anya have kids, the baby will be with them a lot of the time, won't it?"

Willow shakes her head. "That's different, Cordy."

"Actually, It's not."

Willow turns her attention towards Angel. In his arms he holds a now *very* wide awake Connor. A faint smile is etched across his face as he draws even closer. Willow's eyes flicker from the baby, to him and back again, her mind obviously working in hyperdrive, summing up every possible situation. She comes up empty. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Connor *is* a biological member of AI."

Willow's eyes settle back onto the baby and she grins. "Oh…Wow. Who's is he?" She looks at Cordelia. "Yours?" When Cordy shakes her head she repeats the process and narrows it down to me and Angel. She settles her gaze onto me.

"Oh…nooooo." I shake my head dramatically. "Not me. I'm only 17 *and* I only just got here. Its pretty much impossible."

She furrows her brow. "But…that leaves Angel. And *that's* impossible."

I divert my gaze towards him and look him in the eye. "I wouldn't say that…"

She looks a little baffled. "Come again?"

"Okay…uh…he's mine." And *there's* a start, Angel. Now, I think she'd like the rest, if you please. "He's human and h-he's mine…and Darla's. It's kinda a long story and-"

"I don't care how long it is! You gonna explain how *you* had a *human* son with what I last remember was a pile of dust or not?"

I take in the situation and excuse myself. "Well…I'm thinkin' I've got to talk to Wes about my new-found abilities…" I motion at Gunn, Cordy and Lorne to follow me. "And then I'd like to train or something…do you guys want to help?"

At first, its only Lorne that catches on, but he nudges the other 2 and we exit the lobby and make our way into Wesley's office. I almost feel a little sorry for Angel.

*Almost.*

He *should* have told Willow and the rest of the Btvs gang (it's a habit…I gotta call 'em that) so she has the right to be cranky with him. I just know what its like to be grilled like she's grilling him right now, and I have to admit that I don't really enjoy it myself. Plus he *has* had a lot going on in his unlife…

But then, it doesn't take much to pick up a phone. Unless he thought that was too informal for such an important issue. Or the fact that Buffy and the Scoobies had way too much going on in their lives as well…

You know what, its Angel's problem. Not mine. Although, the fact that I'm an Angel too doesn't help. There I go again. I think too much. I've even found myself talking too much here in LA. But, on the bright side, I got some pretty nifty powers happening here.

Wesley's voice shakes me out of my thoughts. "She's quite protective of Buffy's feelings and such, isn't she?"

"Oh…Willow. Yeah…But, I would be too if I were in a similar situation." I reply.

"Quite."

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"Ah-hah! I gotcha this time!" Gunn exclaims, hurtling towards me.

I duck his blow, stick my leg out and trip him in one swift movement. I seem to have developed super human speed, reflexes, senses and strength…just like Wesley said I would. I'm almost the same as "vampy Angel" (yes, that's what I've been referring to him as) in those ways. But, I also have this really great telekinetic like ability. Not quite as good as Damien's but I'm getting there. I don't know what else I'm capable of yet. I haven't really tried anything. Hence the training session we got goin' here.

Gunn wipes his forehead on his shirt sleave and I extend my hand towards him. He takes it without hesitation and pulls himself up. "Damn, you gotta stop whoopin' my ass or I'm gonna have a *very* crushed ego by the end of the day."

I laugh and shake my head. "Sorry. I get a little carried away."

"A *little*? I'd hate to see your definition of a lot." He replies.

We laugh and I look around at the others. Angel is still upstairs talking with Willow and Lorne's off searching for the perfect Sea Breeze or something. Other than that, everybody is sitting on the stairs, watching Gunn and I face off. Gunn moves to join them. "Hey!" I protest playfully. "Who's gonna train with me?"

Gunn sits down and smiles at me. "Sorry, but I've taken just about as much beating as I can handle for one night."

"I…don't want to break a nail." Comes Cordelia's reply.

Fred shakes her head as well, offering, "I'm not really a fighter."

"I won't do the physical attack thing…but I'll help you with your magickal abilities." Wesley states. He's not looking too happy at the moment. Probably has something to do with the fact that Fred is gushing over Gunn's bruised upper arm. I can't help but let my heart go out to him. The poor guy has this *huge* crush on a woman sooo suited to him, but his cute and rather gutsy best friend also finds said woman attractive. To make matters worse, its more than well known that Wesley isn't exactly 'Mr Confident' so this whole 'Gunn getting the attention' thing is really gonna throw him…I can just see it.

"That's great! I sooo have to know what else I can do!" I find myself telling him, trying to be as convincingly enthusiastic as possible.

A small smile curls across his lips. I feel a little better. After all, its kinda my fault that Gunn's getting the attention at the moment. But, seriously, I *didn't* know my own strength.

"And then you can teach me how to use 'em." I add for good measure. It gives him just the confidence booster I thought it would.

His smile widens and he beams in pride, puffing up his chest ever so slightly, and making sure he has Fred's attention, much to Gunn's dismay. "Well…I suppose I could do that. I *am*, after all, trained to teach powerful young women to harness their supernatural abilities…" He raises his head up high and stands up, motioning for me to follow him back up the stairs. "Yes. I believe we have a lot of work to do. And it's not going to be all fun and games, young lady…"

I've created a monster.

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"…Okay…so now I'm supposed to do *what*?"

I'm standing in the middle of the lobby, my arms by my sides and my eyes closed. I'm supposed to be envisioning the landing infront of me. Wesley reckons I might be able to…not astral project, but more like…orb.

Can anyone say 'Charmed'?

When I first said that, Willow huffed and puffed about that show being "completely unrealistic." Well, at least it's complete fiction in this reality too. A show that they actually know about. Shock horror.

Where was I? That's right…I'm telekinetic *and* I can orb/shimmer/whatever. This is pretty cool. The thing is, it's a bit hard to work out how to do it. I should be focussing on where I want to transport myself to, but I keep daydreaming about Angel. So much for getting over that crush.

"I said," Wesley states, sounding slightly aggravated, "Now I want you to flap your arms around like a chicken."

"That's what I thought you said." I reply. "And I want to know how that's gonna help."

"Well, its not exactly going to bloody hurt is it? We're not getting anywhere as it is, are we?"

I open my eyes and place my hands on my hips. "Now looky here mister…I'm not too thrilled about not being able to use my power thingies either. Gimme some time…And calm down." I relax and go back to my original position.

Fighting the urge to envision myself wrapped in Angel's embrace (*sigh*), I try extremely hard to picture another area of the hotel. Angel's office. Well, it's a start. And, oh look. I'm imagining him sitting at his desk, feet up, reading. On the wall behind him is a large bookshelf, containing many old and dusty books. The desk itself is dark, polished mahogany, with intricate etchings around the edges. Everything seems so real. Its almost like I'm really-

"Geez…if I'd have had a pulse you'd have given me a heart attack! Since when do teenagers sneak?" Angel jumps. "The books never said anything about a stealthy teenager…"

"Cool! I did it! I transported myself!" I'm all excited now. I'm jumping up and down and acting like I'm five again. I regain my composure and beam at him. "I can't believe it! I finally got it!"

He smiles and stands up, following me back out into the lobby. "Look what I found sneaking around and appearing in my office." He says to Wesley.

I'm still stuck on the "I did it! I did it!" part of my rambling.

Wesley removes his glasses and smiles. "Very, Very good." He glances at his wristwatch. "Well…that's enough for one night. We'd best get some shuteye. Cordelia's already gone to her apartment and Fred's retired to her room. So, I think I'll go home as well…We'll continue in the morning, yes?"

I nod and yawn, only just realising how tired I am. "Sure thing."

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A/N- okay…so it's a bit shorter, but I've been pressed for time. Ooohh…Angel's back on TV on Tuesday! YAY! I can't wait. I've been waiting for soooo long! *gazes off into nothingness, daydreaming* Can I even wait that much longer? Btvs isn't back yet and they usually start it *before* AtS. Oh, well… I aint complaining. Woo hoo! I am sooo in the best mood at the moment. I don't care how bad season 3 is as long as its here! Woo hoo! Angel…yummyness…



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