GIFT
NOTE: I do not own these characters and I am only using them for the fun purposes of fan fiction. But I do (pretty much) own Skylar.
A/N: My friends are just the best. I couldn't do this story without them. So thanks, guys.
Second A/N: This story is a total AU and is completely unconnected to my other stories. In this story one reason Angel went to L.A was because he (Angelus) sired a pregnant woman and killed her husband. The pregnant woman returned, still pregnant, and was one evil vampire. Angel and his friends (Buffy takes the place of Cordelia in this) and Connor stake her and save the baby. By the way, I don't know much about Buffy so there is no need to stone me if I make a mistake. I just like Angel and Buffy as a couple and I hate Cordelia right now. (Very much!)
CHAPTER 13Fred was on her laptop in the hotel lobby. She held her hand over her mouth and yawned. Lorne walked in wearing a red, silk bathrobe.
"Hey, Freddy pie," Lorne greeted. "What are you doing?"
"I'm looking for some more research on Restorers," replied Fred.
"It sure is quiet," said Lorne. "Kind of like a sick dream I had when singing was outlawed."
"Oh. Skylar got seriously sick."
"Oh, poor little princess. Is she OK?""Yeah. Buffy and Angel had to go out on a job. Charles is out. And Dawn and Connor are sleeping."
"Hey, guys," Gunn greeted, walking in.
"Hi, sweetie," said Fred. They kissed. "Did you have fun?"
"Yeah. I was just walking around, though. What's goin' on here?" asked Gunn.
"Oh. Sky got sick," said Fred.
"What? Is she OK?" Gunn asked worriedly.
"Oh, honey, she's fine. Really," Fred assured him. "And Buffy and Angel went out on a job. But other than that it has been pretty silent."
Just then the double doors of the hotel came flying open. A demon walked inside. The demon was black and huge. Its long claws were blood red. Its yellow eyes glowed evil. It was the demon that'd attacked them and killed Skylar before!
"Oh, God!" exclaimed Fred.
"Well, it was quiet until now," said Lorne. "I'll be with the kids." He ran up the stairs with that.
Gunn was at the weapon cabinet in no time. He grabbed two axes and tossed one at Fred. She caught it wobbly. Gunn ran in front of the demon.
"All right, man. You ain't getting away this time." He swung the ax. The demon vanished. It appeared behind Fred. "Fred, move!"
Fred looked behind her and gasped. The demon slapped her across the face. Fred went flying into a couch. Gunn ran over to her. He lifted her up and inspected her face.
"Baby, are you OK?" Gunn asked.
"Ouch! That thing packs a punch," said Fred. She looked around. "Where'd it go?"
The demon reappeared on the front desk. It held its hand in the air. The demon's long nails shot out from its hand. One got Fred in the arm. Another gave Gunn a small cut in the neck.
"Oh, man!" Gunn grunted, touching his wounded neck.
Fred yanked the nail out of her arm. "OW! These things hurt!"
Gunn picked up his ax and faced the demon. "You wanna stab somebody?" He swung the ax and it cut a big hunk off of the demon's upper arm. "How does it feel to be stabbed?"
Green blood began to pour out of the demon's arm. It let out a screech of pain. The demon vanished out of the hotel. Gunn went over to Fred.
"You OK?" He looked at her arm.
"Yes. I'm fine. I don't think that thing's claws are poisonous or anything."
"What is going on?" Connor asked, walking downstairs. Dawn followed him.
"Yeah," said Dawn. "I was having my Brad Pitt dream."
"It's OK, kids. We took care of it," said Fred.
"It was a demon," said Gunn.
"I missed it?" asked Connor.
"Do you only think about slicing and dicing all the time?" Dawn asked him. Connor nodded yes. "Oh, man. Guys!"
Skylar was moaning in her sleep. Someone jumped to her window. It was Reginald. He started to pull open the slightly cracked window.
A/N: If you want to find out what happens I'd better have at least three reviews for this chapter. I mean it! (I'm sorry if you feel I'm being mean. Oh, shoot! Soft touch strikes again!)