Title: Pet, Peaches and Patches
Author: Aset
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PART THREE
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'Great' Richard sighed as he opened his newspaper. He was sitting at his kitchen-table, drinking his morning-coffee, still dressed in his pyjamas.
'Man found dead in apartment' was the headline he was looking at.
He cursed as he took a nip of his damping cup.
The woman was still alive, the cops only found one body. Ray Fletcher. 34 years old.
No mentioning of Gilly.This could end all wrong.
He took up the phone, dialling a familiar number.
'What have you done? Since when do we leave the trash down there?. I thought you're guys were gonna take care of it?' he was yelling now, 'And the girl?.you've completely forgot about her, haven't you? What if she's still out there?.'
Richard sighed as he put the phone down again. This was not good.not good at all.
He took up his cup again, and swallowed the brown hot liquid before looking at his watch. 9.30. He forced himself to stand up and walked into the bathroom. He'd be meeting Cordy for dinner at noon, and he had to stop at the florist first.
'Roses' he thought, ' They always do the trick'
And he disappeared into the bathroom, dreaming of his Cordelia.
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'Bloody Hell!' a familiar voice shouted as he entered the hotel. Since the owner was technically dead the trespasser had no problem entering the building, 'Poof's got a business'
'Spike?' another voice asked from out in the shadows. It was Angel, sitting at Wesley's desk, sharpening a stake.
'Angelus!' the bleach-haired vampire said with a smile.
'It's Angel'
'What ever'
'What are you doing here?'
'Just paying a visit...Where's that hot cheerleader?' Spike said, changing the subject. He'd came to LA to try and forget about Buffy, but it wasn't really working...
'If you mean Cordelia, she's upstairs with Connor' Angel replied dryly. He didn't like Spike being around, chip or no chip. And then of course, there was the whole matter of Connor and Darla. None of the Sunnydale-residents knew about that...
'Connor?' Spike asked, a witty smile on his face.
'My...uhm...her son' Angel said, deciding to play his cards differently and avoiding lots of irritating questions.
'Barbie's got a child?'
'Yeah...long story'
'Who's the pap's?'
'You don't know him...'
'Cordy is going to kill me for this' he thought as he looked over to Spike. He knew something must be going on, otherwise Spike wouldn't be there, and otherwise Spike wouldn't be so...nervous.
A little silence fell between them, and disappeared quickly as Fred and Gunn entered the lobby. The two went for some tacos in the park, and Fred was a fountain of words as usual. She was explaining the principles of quantum-physics to Gunn, then interrupted herself by greeting the two men in the lobby. Angel and Spike.
'Hello, I'm Fred! Actually that's Winifred, but everyone calls me Fred.' Then a giggle from her, 'It's really nice to meet you'
Spike, surprised by the spontaneity of the girl, smiled and gave her a kiss on the hand, glaring triumphantly at Angel, who sighed.
'Fred, Gunn, this is Spike...my grandchilde'
'Grandchilde? I didn't know Connor...oh.' Fred, who finally got the picture, took a few steps back.
'Can I stake him?' Gunn asked, pulling a stake out of his pocket.
'Hey!' Spike said, backing off.
'He won't harm you...He can't...' Angel glanced sarcastically at Spike
'What do you mean? He's got a soul too?'
'No, just a chip.' Angel said, smiling now; 'Fred. Why won't you go and help Cordelia with HER son' Angel then said to Fred, raising his voice a little when he said 'her'
'Her son? Oh, her son!' Fred said, then turned around;
Gunn didn't say anything, but his look said a thousand words.
'Whose son?' A voice behind them asked. It was Cordelia, beautiful as ever, walking down the stairs, Connor in her arms.
'Wow, Cordelia!' Spike said, smiling. She didn't look like a woman who had just had a baby. She looked slim and gorgeous as ever.
'Spike' she greeted the vampire, then walked on to Angel, giving Connor to him, 'I guess someone wants to be with daddy' she said as she handed over the baby.
Spike smirked. 'Daddy.you let her call you like that? Poof's gone all soft!'
'Why are you here, Spike?' Cordelia turned to him, looking him right in the eyes. She didn't really like the vampire, even though he was Angel's grandchilde.
'Just paying you guys a visit' he said in an innocent voice.
'Last time you visited, you tortured Angel for some stupid ring.'
'It wasn't stupid!' Spike raised his voice. He remembered the Gem of Amara, and how he had dug up half of Sunnydale just to find it... But of course, that irritating Slayer and her friends had to interfere, that same slayer he had now fallen in love with. He'd lost his chip, but that didn't change it. He, Spike, was in love with the Slayer.
'Well, if you're still looking for that stupid ring... Angel destroyed it' Cordy said, walking up to Angel and Connor, playing with the little boys hands, making baby noises.
'I don't need that bloody ring!' Spike said defensively, even though he knew that was practically a lie. He still wanted the ring.the power.
Gunn, feeling the tension in the room growing with the seconds, took Fred's hand and pulled her towards the door. They had still some errands to run.
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There were a lot of people out on the street. market. Some cops mingled with the crowd, scaring off possible pickpockets. Gilly sighed and walked on. She'd been hiding out all night, after she'd run from the apartment, and Ray's dead body. She just ran, scared those 'things' waited for her. She'd considered going to a police-station, but then again, they wouldn't believe her if she told hem what she'd seen, and she would be considered Ray's murderer, and then of course they'd know about their 'business'.
She'd left Ray's place, then went to her apartment, changing her clothes, then running again. It was useless staying there, for Big Boss knew where she lived.
She'd nowhere to go, no one to turn to. Once more she was alone, once more she was a stranger in this hollow city.
She hung around in the park, went to the pier, and when the sun started to set, she'd walked down to the marked place. It was summer, and she thought she'd be safer with people around her, so the market was the place to go.
She was so busy looking around for Big Boss's men she didn't even notice the girl at the other side of the street, waving enthusiastically at her.
'Gilly!' she finally yelled, crossing the street.
'Oh my God.Fred?! Is it really you?' Gilly hugged the girl as she recognised her.
'Yes, it's me all right! Still the same, merry old Fred!' she said with a giggle.
'My God, you haven't changed a bit. What are you doing here? I heard.They said you'd disappeared or something.'
'I did, but I'm back now.I live here, with friends.This is Charles' she said, taking Gunn by the hand, 'He's a friend of mine. We all work at our detective agency. well it's isn't exactly ours, Angel owns it. He's like our boss. oh no, that's Wesley, but Angel owns everything.' She paused to breathe.
'Fred.' Gilly said as she started walking. Her interest was certainly raised as her former friend mentioned 'detective agency', 'It's really great to see you again' Gilly said in the sweetest voice possible.
'So.You two know each other?' Gunn asked, still surprised by Fred's open reaction.
'Gilly's from Texas too.Well, actually we lived in the same town.' Fred started her new monologue, but got cut of by Gilly.
'We lived next to each other, and went to the same school'
Gunn smiled. That explained it.
'Why don't you come along to our office, so we can catch up?' Fred suggested,' You can meet Angel, and Wesley, and Cordelia.She's really pretty and funny and sweet. She's got a ghost. And little Connor. He's Angel's son, but he's still a baby and he's really sweet.'
Gilly gratefully accepted as she followed her friend to the Hyperion, letting Fred do most of the talking.
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Author: Aset
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PART THREE
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'Great' Richard sighed as he opened his newspaper. He was sitting at his kitchen-table, drinking his morning-coffee, still dressed in his pyjamas.
'Man found dead in apartment' was the headline he was looking at.
He cursed as he took a nip of his damping cup.
The woman was still alive, the cops only found one body. Ray Fletcher. 34 years old.
No mentioning of Gilly.This could end all wrong.
He took up the phone, dialling a familiar number.
'What have you done? Since when do we leave the trash down there?. I thought you're guys were gonna take care of it?' he was yelling now, 'And the girl?.you've completely forgot about her, haven't you? What if she's still out there?.'
Richard sighed as he put the phone down again. This was not good.not good at all.
He took up his cup again, and swallowed the brown hot liquid before looking at his watch. 9.30. He forced himself to stand up and walked into the bathroom. He'd be meeting Cordy for dinner at noon, and he had to stop at the florist first.
'Roses' he thought, ' They always do the trick'
And he disappeared into the bathroom, dreaming of his Cordelia.
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'Bloody Hell!' a familiar voice shouted as he entered the hotel. Since the owner was technically dead the trespasser had no problem entering the building, 'Poof's got a business'
'Spike?' another voice asked from out in the shadows. It was Angel, sitting at Wesley's desk, sharpening a stake.
'Angelus!' the bleach-haired vampire said with a smile.
'It's Angel'
'What ever'
'What are you doing here?'
'Just paying a visit...Where's that hot cheerleader?' Spike said, changing the subject. He'd came to LA to try and forget about Buffy, but it wasn't really working...
'If you mean Cordelia, she's upstairs with Connor' Angel replied dryly. He didn't like Spike being around, chip or no chip. And then of course, there was the whole matter of Connor and Darla. None of the Sunnydale-residents knew about that...
'Connor?' Spike asked, a witty smile on his face.
'My...uhm...her son' Angel said, deciding to play his cards differently and avoiding lots of irritating questions.
'Barbie's got a child?'
'Yeah...long story'
'Who's the pap's?'
'You don't know him...'
'Cordy is going to kill me for this' he thought as he looked over to Spike. He knew something must be going on, otherwise Spike wouldn't be there, and otherwise Spike wouldn't be so...nervous.
A little silence fell between them, and disappeared quickly as Fred and Gunn entered the lobby. The two went for some tacos in the park, and Fred was a fountain of words as usual. She was explaining the principles of quantum-physics to Gunn, then interrupted herself by greeting the two men in the lobby. Angel and Spike.
'Hello, I'm Fred! Actually that's Winifred, but everyone calls me Fred.' Then a giggle from her, 'It's really nice to meet you'
Spike, surprised by the spontaneity of the girl, smiled and gave her a kiss on the hand, glaring triumphantly at Angel, who sighed.
'Fred, Gunn, this is Spike...my grandchilde'
'Grandchilde? I didn't know Connor...oh.' Fred, who finally got the picture, took a few steps back.
'Can I stake him?' Gunn asked, pulling a stake out of his pocket.
'Hey!' Spike said, backing off.
'He won't harm you...He can't...' Angel glanced sarcastically at Spike
'What do you mean? He's got a soul too?'
'No, just a chip.' Angel said, smiling now; 'Fred. Why won't you go and help Cordelia with HER son' Angel then said to Fred, raising his voice a little when he said 'her'
'Her son? Oh, her son!' Fred said, then turned around;
Gunn didn't say anything, but his look said a thousand words.
'Whose son?' A voice behind them asked. It was Cordelia, beautiful as ever, walking down the stairs, Connor in her arms.
'Wow, Cordelia!' Spike said, smiling. She didn't look like a woman who had just had a baby. She looked slim and gorgeous as ever.
'Spike' she greeted the vampire, then walked on to Angel, giving Connor to him, 'I guess someone wants to be with daddy' she said as she handed over the baby.
Spike smirked. 'Daddy.you let her call you like that? Poof's gone all soft!'
'Why are you here, Spike?' Cordelia turned to him, looking him right in the eyes. She didn't really like the vampire, even though he was Angel's grandchilde.
'Just paying you guys a visit' he said in an innocent voice.
'Last time you visited, you tortured Angel for some stupid ring.'
'It wasn't stupid!' Spike raised his voice. He remembered the Gem of Amara, and how he had dug up half of Sunnydale just to find it... But of course, that irritating Slayer and her friends had to interfere, that same slayer he had now fallen in love with. He'd lost his chip, but that didn't change it. He, Spike, was in love with the Slayer.
'Well, if you're still looking for that stupid ring... Angel destroyed it' Cordy said, walking up to Angel and Connor, playing with the little boys hands, making baby noises.
'I don't need that bloody ring!' Spike said defensively, even though he knew that was practically a lie. He still wanted the ring.the power.
Gunn, feeling the tension in the room growing with the seconds, took Fred's hand and pulled her towards the door. They had still some errands to run.
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There were a lot of people out on the street. market. Some cops mingled with the crowd, scaring off possible pickpockets. Gilly sighed and walked on. She'd been hiding out all night, after she'd run from the apartment, and Ray's dead body. She just ran, scared those 'things' waited for her. She'd considered going to a police-station, but then again, they wouldn't believe her if she told hem what she'd seen, and she would be considered Ray's murderer, and then of course they'd know about their 'business'.
She'd left Ray's place, then went to her apartment, changing her clothes, then running again. It was useless staying there, for Big Boss knew where she lived.
She'd nowhere to go, no one to turn to. Once more she was alone, once more she was a stranger in this hollow city.
She hung around in the park, went to the pier, and when the sun started to set, she'd walked down to the marked place. It was summer, and she thought she'd be safer with people around her, so the market was the place to go.
She was so busy looking around for Big Boss's men she didn't even notice the girl at the other side of the street, waving enthusiastically at her.
'Gilly!' she finally yelled, crossing the street.
'Oh my God.Fred?! Is it really you?' Gilly hugged the girl as she recognised her.
'Yes, it's me all right! Still the same, merry old Fred!' she said with a giggle.
'My God, you haven't changed a bit. What are you doing here? I heard.They said you'd disappeared or something.'
'I did, but I'm back now.I live here, with friends.This is Charles' she said, taking Gunn by the hand, 'He's a friend of mine. We all work at our detective agency. well it's isn't exactly ours, Angel owns it. He's like our boss. oh no, that's Wesley, but Angel owns everything.' She paused to breathe.
'Fred.' Gilly said as she started walking. Her interest was certainly raised as her former friend mentioned 'detective agency', 'It's really great to see you again' Gilly said in the sweetest voice possible.
'So.You two know each other?' Gunn asked, still surprised by Fred's open reaction.
'Gilly's from Texas too.Well, actually we lived in the same town.' Fred started her new monologue, but got cut of by Gilly.
'We lived next to each other, and went to the same school'
Gunn smiled. That explained it.
'Why don't you come along to our office, so we can catch up?' Fred suggested,' You can meet Angel, and Wesley, and Cordelia.She's really pretty and funny and sweet. She's got a ghost. And little Connor. He's Angel's son, but he's still a baby and he's really sweet.'
Gilly gratefully accepted as she followed her friend to the Hyperion, letting Fred do most of the talking.
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