"Where's Angel?" Cordelia asked as she made her way to Gunn.
"Sunnydale," Gunn answered. "What's the matter?" Gunn asked based off of the look on her face.
"Connor found out who caused all those killings. The thing is called a Manticore." Cordelia laid the book on a desk and opened in to where her bookmark laid, the page of the Manticore. "The thing is half man and half beast. Its tail dejects needles, poisonous needles. They kill instantly. Vampires are the only ones who can get hit and not die."
Gunn took the book and observed the picture. "Surprised the looks didn't kill." Well the thing was ugly but that's no excuse to be mean. "I can't tell you why I did it, Angel," Buffy admitted. "But I've already beat myself up over it, I don't need it from you."
"I'm saving people while you're here screwing a vampire?" Angel accused more than questioned.
"No. Well yeah but it's not like that. I've saved more people than you have so don't get on my case. It just happened. How long are you going to be here?" Buffy asked changing the subject.
"Week at the most," Angel answered reluctantly. It hurt, oh yes it did. Angel moved to Buffy's side. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have jumped you like that."
"Nah, you should be more than mad. It was my bad. Big mess up. It shouldn't have happened and I know that," Buffy told Angel. Angel took a seat besides Buffy. "Connor." Eve knelt besides Connor. "Stop the bleed," she ordered. Eve stood up once again and focused on the demon. She directed a spin kick to it's head and succeeded sending the demon to the ground. The demon went to get up but Eve kicked his sending it flying into a wall. Eve turned back to Connor and bent down once again. "Get up," she orders helping him to his feet. "Come on, we've got go." Eve led Connor to the door before the demon blocked her path.
"You're not going any where," the demon informed. "You're die, remain tombed in this warehouse."
"No. No. No. No, I'm not." Eve was as some would say claustrophobic. She hated being closed up, she wasn't comfortable being alone neither but she has had time to get used to that. "If you need him so much then why let him die?" Eve asked.
"You going to be the cause of his death," the demon answered. Eve pulled a silver dagger from her belt. She twirled it around her fingers then let it lose unexpectantly. The dagger landed in the demon's head. The demon felled back, dead. A phone rang. Willow answered it. "Hello?"
"Willow? Is Angel there?" Cordelia asked. It was good to speak to Willow, been nearly 3 years.
"Yeah, hold on, Cordelia, I'll go get him." Willow laid the phone on the counter and ran up the stairs. Willow pushed open Buffy's bedroom door, getting both of their attentions. "Cordelia wants you Angel." Willow led Angel down stairs and into the dinning room.
"Yeah?" Angel asked. He was surprised at how quickly Cordelia found out.
"Angel. Connor got a lead on that killing spree that's going on. The thing's called a manticore. Giles probably knows more about it. Look into it, Angel," Cordelia ordered. Angel didn't need to say anything so they both hung up. Eve helps Connor limp down the street. "Anywhere to go?" Eve asked, only half full of breathe.
"My apartment," Connor answered shallowly.
"But who will tend to you?" Eve asked as she turned and started walking in the opposite direction of his apartment.
"Can't you?" Connor wasn't asking, he was ordering.
"Connor, Angel's in Sunnydale; don't worry, you won't get his help. But with a thing on the lose, you can't be alone, not this weak." Eve went silent quickly.
"But with you, I won't be alone," Connor proclaimed but Eve didn't want to hear that. Demons would kill to have the destroyer, and now he wants a vampire to protect him, how could he ask her to do that?
"I'll be with you Connor," Eve told him. "But I can't watch over you alone." Eve stopped in front of the Hyperion hotel. "Hey, Angel. What's shaking man?" Xander asked. He had only arrived moments earlier. Angel wasn't the happiest person to see Xander but it was good to see them all, even for a vampire.
"Was that even a question?" Angel asked
"No, no it wasn't. So how ya been?" Xander asked.
"Good," Angel answered even though he had been nowhere near good. His life was and is horrible. "You're going to be okay, Connor," Cordelia assured the boy as she pulled his covers tighter around him. Eve had helped Connor to the room he had owned in the hotel and she helped him to bed. Eve was the only one Connor wanted to talk to. He didn't care much for Gunn nor Fred. He wasn't at all happy with Cordelia but she was there so why not like him. Cordelia fixed him up. She cleaned out the wound and bandaged it. Eve sat by his side just because he wanted her.
Cordelia left the room and walked down the stairs to join Gunn in the research on the Manticore.
"So.how you feeling?" Eve asked Connor. His hand gripped hers rather hard. He hadn't noticed it yet but Eve didn't mind.
"Fine," Connor answered. Fine? Ha. Far from it. You try having a hole in your gut and a splinting headache.
"Ok.well do you have any music or something?" Eve asked glancing around the room. Music? Probably. But music of the now? Highly doubtful, this place did belong to a 250-year-old vampire.
"In the top drawer," Connor answered. "Am I boring you?" He asked. Well that did seem appropriate.
"Nah," Eve said with a shake of her head dismissing it. "It's just.music makes the world go round. Now you need to rest, got a big day tomorrow. Well actually no you don't but that's what they always say in the movies." Eve shrugged and took out a C.D. player and a few CDs from the drawer.
"You watch an awful lot of movies to be a vampire." Connor turned his head from Eve and closed his eyes.
"Yeah, I'm hooked. But ya gotta admit, man you people today so out do people 600 years ago. Now you people just like killing people, and I'm so into that." She putted on the headphones and turned up the music. It was Eminem. "Angel, are you ok?" Buffy asked. It seemed like now she had nothing to say to him. What's up with that?
"I'm fine. Same as I was 5 minutes ago when you asked me the same question," Angel answered.
"Oh.well, just checking." Buffy sank back onto the couch beside Angel.
"How about we all go to L.A.," Dawn suggested. "You must need some help Angel."
"Well there is that apocalypse and that demon wanting Angelus." Angel didn't really think about asking Buffy for her help but now it seemed like a good idea.
"Good," Dawn said almost immideatly after Angel had talk. "I mean not good. But we should get to L.A.; get demon hunting. Hook up with Wesley. It would be good to see him," Dawn said all quickly.
"Dawn," Xander began. "Wesley was a nerd. A loser. Why would you-," Xander would have asked the question but Angel cut him sort.
"Good idea. I wouldn't want to leave them alone.for long," Angel stated. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Connor shook in his sleep. Truth be known, he'd been having trouble sleeping for quite some time; but Eve took her time to watch over him.
Eve walked into the kitchen and dropped into a chair. Cordelia was sitting in a chair across from Eve. "What's up?" Cordelia asked.
"Ah," Eve answered. "Think Angel would mind if I take some of his supply. I did save his son an all; and we're practically family."
"Nah. He'd spare you a bag. At the most." Cordelia was still trying to find more on the demon but this time she was looking more into the murders, mostly inspecting the photos.
Eve slipped out of the chair and pulled open the fridge, she then took out a bag of blood and eyed it. She let go of the fridge door, allowing it to shut on it's own. She was starving; it'd take 4 hours for Connor to fall asleep and she hadn't eaten for 12 at the least. Eve turned to the side then turned back as she morphed into her game face. She bit smoothly into the bag and proceeded to suck. Cordelia looked from the computer to Eve, a disgusting look on her face.
The bag was gone in an instant. Eve licked her lips clean. "Hey, wanna see a trick?" Eve asked as she slipped into a stool beside Cordelia.
"Sure," Cordelia said dully. Of coarse she didn't care much for the tricks, but her eyes were getting tired of looking at a lit screen.
"Brace yourself." Eve glanced around the kitchen as if she was looking for something. She laid her right hand flat on the counter, a good distance from the computer. With a push, flames jumped out of her palm and stood on her hand. Cordelia jumped at this and looked more closely.
"How do you do that?" She asked without removing her eyes from the flame.
"Well that's a no brainier. I'm a witch. I've been alive for 600 or whatever years so I've had time to gain the magic." Eve brought her burning hand into the air and clapped. The flame turned blue then to snow and fell on the counter.
"Wow," Cordelia stated amazed. "Willow sure can't do that. But she can throw people, a lot. Can you?"
"Of coarse. I can deflect attacks and shimmer. It makes being a demon a little more better. Wanna see?" Eve's voice filled with enthusiasm. She rose from the stool, not feeling up to a rest any more.
"Hey, can you see the future?" Cordelia asked hopefully. If she could then maybe she'll be able to see where and who the Manticore kills next.
"Some times," Eve answered. It was true, she could.
"Well, maybe you'll be able to figure the code for this Manticore." Cordelia nodded to the computer. Turns out, people had spotted the beast. They had token pictures of it, but no one had believed them.
"Sunnydale," Gunn answered. "What's the matter?" Gunn asked based off of the look on her face.
"Connor found out who caused all those killings. The thing is called a Manticore." Cordelia laid the book on a desk and opened in to where her bookmark laid, the page of the Manticore. "The thing is half man and half beast. Its tail dejects needles, poisonous needles. They kill instantly. Vampires are the only ones who can get hit and not die."
Gunn took the book and observed the picture. "Surprised the looks didn't kill." Well the thing was ugly but that's no excuse to be mean. "I can't tell you why I did it, Angel," Buffy admitted. "But I've already beat myself up over it, I don't need it from you."
"I'm saving people while you're here screwing a vampire?" Angel accused more than questioned.
"No. Well yeah but it's not like that. I've saved more people than you have so don't get on my case. It just happened. How long are you going to be here?" Buffy asked changing the subject.
"Week at the most," Angel answered reluctantly. It hurt, oh yes it did. Angel moved to Buffy's side. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have jumped you like that."
"Nah, you should be more than mad. It was my bad. Big mess up. It shouldn't have happened and I know that," Buffy told Angel. Angel took a seat besides Buffy. "Connor." Eve knelt besides Connor. "Stop the bleed," she ordered. Eve stood up once again and focused on the demon. She directed a spin kick to it's head and succeeded sending the demon to the ground. The demon went to get up but Eve kicked his sending it flying into a wall. Eve turned back to Connor and bent down once again. "Get up," she orders helping him to his feet. "Come on, we've got go." Eve led Connor to the door before the demon blocked her path.
"You're not going any where," the demon informed. "You're die, remain tombed in this warehouse."
"No. No. No. No, I'm not." Eve was as some would say claustrophobic. She hated being closed up, she wasn't comfortable being alone neither but she has had time to get used to that. "If you need him so much then why let him die?" Eve asked.
"You going to be the cause of his death," the demon answered. Eve pulled a silver dagger from her belt. She twirled it around her fingers then let it lose unexpectantly. The dagger landed in the demon's head. The demon felled back, dead. A phone rang. Willow answered it. "Hello?"
"Willow? Is Angel there?" Cordelia asked. It was good to speak to Willow, been nearly 3 years.
"Yeah, hold on, Cordelia, I'll go get him." Willow laid the phone on the counter and ran up the stairs. Willow pushed open Buffy's bedroom door, getting both of their attentions. "Cordelia wants you Angel." Willow led Angel down stairs and into the dinning room.
"Yeah?" Angel asked. He was surprised at how quickly Cordelia found out.
"Angel. Connor got a lead on that killing spree that's going on. The thing's called a manticore. Giles probably knows more about it. Look into it, Angel," Cordelia ordered. Angel didn't need to say anything so they both hung up. Eve helps Connor limp down the street. "Anywhere to go?" Eve asked, only half full of breathe.
"My apartment," Connor answered shallowly.
"But who will tend to you?" Eve asked as she turned and started walking in the opposite direction of his apartment.
"Can't you?" Connor wasn't asking, he was ordering.
"Connor, Angel's in Sunnydale; don't worry, you won't get his help. But with a thing on the lose, you can't be alone, not this weak." Eve went silent quickly.
"But with you, I won't be alone," Connor proclaimed but Eve didn't want to hear that. Demons would kill to have the destroyer, and now he wants a vampire to protect him, how could he ask her to do that?
"I'll be with you Connor," Eve told him. "But I can't watch over you alone." Eve stopped in front of the Hyperion hotel. "Hey, Angel. What's shaking man?" Xander asked. He had only arrived moments earlier. Angel wasn't the happiest person to see Xander but it was good to see them all, even for a vampire.
"Was that even a question?" Angel asked
"No, no it wasn't. So how ya been?" Xander asked.
"Good," Angel answered even though he had been nowhere near good. His life was and is horrible. "You're going to be okay, Connor," Cordelia assured the boy as she pulled his covers tighter around him. Eve had helped Connor to the room he had owned in the hotel and she helped him to bed. Eve was the only one Connor wanted to talk to. He didn't care much for Gunn nor Fred. He wasn't at all happy with Cordelia but she was there so why not like him. Cordelia fixed him up. She cleaned out the wound and bandaged it. Eve sat by his side just because he wanted her.
Cordelia left the room and walked down the stairs to join Gunn in the research on the Manticore.
"So.how you feeling?" Eve asked Connor. His hand gripped hers rather hard. He hadn't noticed it yet but Eve didn't mind.
"Fine," Connor answered. Fine? Ha. Far from it. You try having a hole in your gut and a splinting headache.
"Ok.well do you have any music or something?" Eve asked glancing around the room. Music? Probably. But music of the now? Highly doubtful, this place did belong to a 250-year-old vampire.
"In the top drawer," Connor answered. "Am I boring you?" He asked. Well that did seem appropriate.
"Nah," Eve said with a shake of her head dismissing it. "It's just.music makes the world go round. Now you need to rest, got a big day tomorrow. Well actually no you don't but that's what they always say in the movies." Eve shrugged and took out a C.D. player and a few CDs from the drawer.
"You watch an awful lot of movies to be a vampire." Connor turned his head from Eve and closed his eyes.
"Yeah, I'm hooked. But ya gotta admit, man you people today so out do people 600 years ago. Now you people just like killing people, and I'm so into that." She putted on the headphones and turned up the music. It was Eminem. "Angel, are you ok?" Buffy asked. It seemed like now she had nothing to say to him. What's up with that?
"I'm fine. Same as I was 5 minutes ago when you asked me the same question," Angel answered.
"Oh.well, just checking." Buffy sank back onto the couch beside Angel.
"How about we all go to L.A.," Dawn suggested. "You must need some help Angel."
"Well there is that apocalypse and that demon wanting Angelus." Angel didn't really think about asking Buffy for her help but now it seemed like a good idea.
"Good," Dawn said almost immideatly after Angel had talk. "I mean not good. But we should get to L.A.; get demon hunting. Hook up with Wesley. It would be good to see him," Dawn said all quickly.
"Dawn," Xander began. "Wesley was a nerd. A loser. Why would you-," Xander would have asked the question but Angel cut him sort.
"Good idea. I wouldn't want to leave them alone.for long," Angel stated. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Connor shook in his sleep. Truth be known, he'd been having trouble sleeping for quite some time; but Eve took her time to watch over him.
Eve walked into the kitchen and dropped into a chair. Cordelia was sitting in a chair across from Eve. "What's up?" Cordelia asked.
"Ah," Eve answered. "Think Angel would mind if I take some of his supply. I did save his son an all; and we're practically family."
"Nah. He'd spare you a bag. At the most." Cordelia was still trying to find more on the demon but this time she was looking more into the murders, mostly inspecting the photos.
Eve slipped out of the chair and pulled open the fridge, she then took out a bag of blood and eyed it. She let go of the fridge door, allowing it to shut on it's own. She was starving; it'd take 4 hours for Connor to fall asleep and she hadn't eaten for 12 at the least. Eve turned to the side then turned back as she morphed into her game face. She bit smoothly into the bag and proceeded to suck. Cordelia looked from the computer to Eve, a disgusting look on her face.
The bag was gone in an instant. Eve licked her lips clean. "Hey, wanna see a trick?" Eve asked as she slipped into a stool beside Cordelia.
"Sure," Cordelia said dully. Of coarse she didn't care much for the tricks, but her eyes were getting tired of looking at a lit screen.
"Brace yourself." Eve glanced around the kitchen as if she was looking for something. She laid her right hand flat on the counter, a good distance from the computer. With a push, flames jumped out of her palm and stood on her hand. Cordelia jumped at this and looked more closely.
"How do you do that?" She asked without removing her eyes from the flame.
"Well that's a no brainier. I'm a witch. I've been alive for 600 or whatever years so I've had time to gain the magic." Eve brought her burning hand into the air and clapped. The flame turned blue then to snow and fell on the counter.
"Wow," Cordelia stated amazed. "Willow sure can't do that. But she can throw people, a lot. Can you?"
"Of coarse. I can deflect attacks and shimmer. It makes being a demon a little more better. Wanna see?" Eve's voice filled with enthusiasm. She rose from the stool, not feeling up to a rest any more.
"Hey, can you see the future?" Cordelia asked hopefully. If she could then maybe she'll be able to see where and who the Manticore kills next.
"Some times," Eve answered. It was true, she could.
"Well, maybe you'll be able to figure the code for this Manticore." Cordelia nodded to the computer. Turns out, people had spotted the beast. They had token pictures of it, but no one had believed them.