Angel sped down the highway, trying to keep his mind on the demons in Cordelia's vision. Anything to stop him thinking about Buffy. He was going back to Sunnydale, the place he left for her own good. He couldn't bring her anything but darkness, and he knew she deserved way more than that. And now, he's driving back; something he hasn't done in a long time. He's going to see Buffy again.
Angel cleared his throat and asked Cordelia, "What did these demons look like again?" He needed to remind himself why he was going back in the first place. 'The demons,' he thought in his head. 'Saving souls. Helping people. And Buffy. No wait, not that!' Angel stopped thinking when he realised that Cordelia was talking.
"Well they were big, and... and..." Cordelia tried to remember. "Ooh! Green, scaly, and horny... oh God, I did not just say that, did I?" Cordelia looked horrified and disgusted at the same time.
"'Fraid so, Cordy," Gunn smirked. Cordelia grunted and and sank in her seat.
"I'm going to need at least ten years of therapy to get these images out of my head."
Angel reached the Sunnydale exit, and started to become nervous. He felt her fimiliar presence as he drove into Sunnydale. He was kind of... looking forward to seeing her again. Now he was in Sunnydale again, he didn't know what to do. He thought it was pretty simple - go down to Sunnydale and kill these demons - but he just really wanted to see her again. But Angel shook off the thought and told himself he left her years ago to have a better life. To share the days in the sunlight with, as well as the moonlight.
And the last time he saw her, she was... different. They agreed to meet each other halfway between Sunnydale and L.A. She wasn't the same old Buffy he used to date. She had changed. For the better? He couldn't say. Everything was just a blur then. He couldn't believe she was back, especially after endless months grieving for her loss. But she could see a more mature Buffy. He noticed that much.
"Should we get some supernatural reinforcements?" Cordelia asked, snapping Angel out of his thoughts again.
"W-What?" Angel asked, giving her a shocked glance. "What do you mean?" He asked, although he had a pretty good idea what she meant.
"I'm talking Slayer with some weapons," Cordelia simply replied.
Angel tensed up, but managed to get a slight nod out. He was going to see her again. He drove throught the streets until he saw the sign the read 'Revello Drive'. Angel nervously put his indicator on and turned into her street. Buffy's street. He drove up to her house and turned into her driveway and turned off the ignition. He couldn't believe he was doing this.
Cordelia, Fred and Gunn all made their way out of the car. Cordelia stopped when she realised that Angel wasn't moving. "Angel!" She called. Angel glanced at Cordelia before taking an unnecessary nervous breath. He got out of the car and walked up to the front door. He raised his fist up to the door amd knocked; he was the only one who noticed his hand was shaking.
Angel nervously waited for an answer. It felt like hours before somebody answered. "Ugh, what now?" Dawn asked grumpily as she opened the door. And her tired expression turned into shock as she realised who it was. "Angel!"
"Hey," Angel smoothly said, smiling politely at her. "Mind if we come in?"
"Uhh, no, not at all," Dawn blushed. "Sorry." She moved out of the way so Angel and his friends could enter.
Angel walked in to the hallway, his friends following closely behind. Dawn closed the door after the last of his friends entered. She led them into the loungeroom where they sat down on the couches.
Angel opened his mouth when Willow came down the stairs, rubbing her eyes. "Who's here, Dawnie? Was that Buffy?" She yawned. She came down the stairs and noticed some familiar faces sitting in the loungeroom. "Oh, Angel! Cordy! Fred! And Gunn!" Her eyes went wide with shock. "Hi," She greeted, confused. "Is everything okay? What are you guys doing here? Where's Wesley?"
"Cordy got a vision that involved demons here in Sunnydale," Angel explained. "So Buffy's not here yet?" He asked worriedly as he looked down at his watch. 4:30am. 'It doesn't take that long to patrol does it?' He pondered worriedly.
"No, she's not. But these demons are always putting up a fight. She always comes home around dawn, sore all over and stuff," Willow said. "So where's Wes?"
"Uhh, long story," Angel simply said, hiding the pain from his voice. "I'm going to go patrol, see if I can help Buffy out. Anyone coming?"
"I'm up for it," Gunn said.
"Me too," Dawn said, hopeful.
"Don't think so Dawn," Angel told her sympathetically. "Buffy would beat me into a pulp if I let you come with." Dawn pouted and gave her best pleading face to Angel. "It's not going to work on me, Dawn. Weapons?" He asked Dawn.
"Same place," She told him. "Help yourselves."
Angel nodded and led Gunn over to the chest of weapons. They took a few things and Angel turned to Cordelia and Fred before heading ou the door. "Maybe you guys could do some research while we're gone?" He asked. Cordelia and Fred nodded, and watched as Angel and Gunn disappeared out the front door.
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