Angel swept the graveyards and most of the back alleys around them. But
there was no D.J.. When dawn was coming closer he returned to the gang at
the Hyperion.
Connor was flipping the pages of some old book, Angel couldn't see which, and Conner didn't seem willing to share. Angel still greeted his son but only got shot a glare as response. He sighed and sat down by a table just as Cordelia came in. She looked relieved to see him.
"I was starting to worry about you." She said sitting down on the edge of the table he was sitting by, looking down on him. "Was afraid you'd get wrapped up in searching for the psycho girl that you'd gotten yourself dusted in the process."
Angel gave her a short look rubbing his knuckles thoughtfully. "We don't know what she's like yet." He muttered.
"Also she didn't have the look of a flesh eating monster." Connor shot in, surprisingly enough on his fathers side on this one. He just didn't want to agree with Cordelia. She hardly looked at him though.
"Look tells you little." Wesley lectured also entering. "No luck?" He asked Angel who shook his head. "And Gunn?"
"Nothing." Said a voice from the door and they turned to see Gunn limping in with Fred supporting him. The gang looked worried and questioning but Gunn shook his head to sooth them. "It's nothing big. Just a lucky vampire." He dismissed it and Cordelia frowned.
"Who what? Tried to eat your foot?" She sneered and Gunn glared at her.
"It dropped ..." Fred glanced at Gunn. "...threw a tombstone on it." She explained helping Gunn to a seat.
"He's dusted now." He muttered. "But no freakishly strong little girl. Not even a glimpse. I figure she's smart and is laying low."
Angel nodded and stood up. "Yeah I guess. I think I'm going to rest. She seems to be fighting on our side at least ...eventhough." He interrupted himself and shook his head. Deciding not to worry his friends. "I'm going to rest." He repeated and the others watched him leave in silence.
"He's a little extra broody about this chick isn't he?" Gunn asked looking around to see if the others agreed.
Fred nodded. "Maybe it's because she has the strengths of a Slayer. Maybe he thinks..." She looked meaning at the others.
"Yes well. Has he called Willow to see if Buffy's alright?" Wesley asked but the others shook their heads not knowing. Except for Connor who was back to flipping the pages of his book pretending not to be listening to them.
"What about Faith?" Cordelia put in. "Did we call the prison?"
Wesley nodded matter of factly. "Yes." He interrupted himself. "No I don't think we did. I'll go do that right away. Just to be sure." He said walking away to the nearest phone.
"And we'll do what? Hang around here like a couple of morons?" Connor asked sourly slamming his book shut glancing at Cordelia. He was bored and restless.
"Connor." Fred said gently. She put her hand on Gunn's shoulder. "I reckon we could all use some rest. It was a pretty long night."
"You didn't do anything." Connor muttered walking away from them.
"I don't like his attitude." Gunn crinkled his eyebrows slightly and Fred smiled comforting.
"He's confused." She claimed lifting her eyes as Wesley re-entered the room.
Fred, Gunn and Cordelia looked at him as he thoughtfully cleaned his glasses. Old habit of his. Then after a while he seemed to notice their stares and remember what he'd come to tell them. "Ah, Faith is fine. Under consideration of being in jail - she's fine."
The others nodded. That left Buffy but the girl had claimed herself not to be a slayer. But then what was she?
"We'll find out." Gunn mumbled the answer to what they all were thinking.
***
A week later Angel was out again, looking for her. He didn't know why it bothered him that much but he prefered to keep somewhat of a track of the supernatrual beings in L.A.
He heard her before he saw her. It was in an alley, she was fighting a big green, scaled demon who seemed much to strong for her. Angel rushed for her aid.
He grabbed the demons large green, pointy shoulders and threw it to the side, with his game face on.
"Oh...you." D.J. said rolling her eyes slightly.
"Thought you might need some help." Angel growled as the demon started to get on it's lumpy feet. It's anger seemed to be focused on Angel now.
D.J. smiled a little and folded her arms across her chest. "Or...I could sit back and watch." She said leaning back on the house wall. Angel was surprised but quickly found himself in the situation. He lunched at the demon with great force.
He kept the upper hand of the fight for a while but lost it while D.J. stood by and watched him struggle. The scaled demon didn't seem to back down ever and suddenly it lifted Angel up in the air above it's shoulders and threw him into a corner.
Angel groaned as the demon grunted and went to finish it's job. But before that D.J. jumped at it from behind and broke it's neck. It fell dead to the ground. Angel rubbed the back of his head, watching her as he stood up.
She smiled. "Karaktus demon, lives in the woods. Break their necks or crush their scull - no other way of killing them."
"And you thought it'd be fun watching me fight without that knowledge?" He morphed back to his human face and D.J. shrugged casually.
"You didn't die. No big." She turned to walk away from him but Angel put his hand on her shoulder to stop her. No matter what she wanted, he wanted to talk to her. To find out what she was.
But he didn't expect her to with great force, squat down and pulled his legs from underneath him, making him fall on his back. She leaned down.
"I don't play with vampires." She said punching him so hard he passed out.
Connor was flipping the pages of some old book, Angel couldn't see which, and Conner didn't seem willing to share. Angel still greeted his son but only got shot a glare as response. He sighed and sat down by a table just as Cordelia came in. She looked relieved to see him.
"I was starting to worry about you." She said sitting down on the edge of the table he was sitting by, looking down on him. "Was afraid you'd get wrapped up in searching for the psycho girl that you'd gotten yourself dusted in the process."
Angel gave her a short look rubbing his knuckles thoughtfully. "We don't know what she's like yet." He muttered.
"Also she didn't have the look of a flesh eating monster." Connor shot in, surprisingly enough on his fathers side on this one. He just didn't want to agree with Cordelia. She hardly looked at him though.
"Look tells you little." Wesley lectured also entering. "No luck?" He asked Angel who shook his head. "And Gunn?"
"Nothing." Said a voice from the door and they turned to see Gunn limping in with Fred supporting him. The gang looked worried and questioning but Gunn shook his head to sooth them. "It's nothing big. Just a lucky vampire." He dismissed it and Cordelia frowned.
"Who what? Tried to eat your foot?" She sneered and Gunn glared at her.
"It dropped ..." Fred glanced at Gunn. "...threw a tombstone on it." She explained helping Gunn to a seat.
"He's dusted now." He muttered. "But no freakishly strong little girl. Not even a glimpse. I figure she's smart and is laying low."
Angel nodded and stood up. "Yeah I guess. I think I'm going to rest. She seems to be fighting on our side at least ...eventhough." He interrupted himself and shook his head. Deciding not to worry his friends. "I'm going to rest." He repeated and the others watched him leave in silence.
"He's a little extra broody about this chick isn't he?" Gunn asked looking around to see if the others agreed.
Fred nodded. "Maybe it's because she has the strengths of a Slayer. Maybe he thinks..." She looked meaning at the others.
"Yes well. Has he called Willow to see if Buffy's alright?" Wesley asked but the others shook their heads not knowing. Except for Connor who was back to flipping the pages of his book pretending not to be listening to them.
"What about Faith?" Cordelia put in. "Did we call the prison?"
Wesley nodded matter of factly. "Yes." He interrupted himself. "No I don't think we did. I'll go do that right away. Just to be sure." He said walking away to the nearest phone.
"And we'll do what? Hang around here like a couple of morons?" Connor asked sourly slamming his book shut glancing at Cordelia. He was bored and restless.
"Connor." Fred said gently. She put her hand on Gunn's shoulder. "I reckon we could all use some rest. It was a pretty long night."
"You didn't do anything." Connor muttered walking away from them.
"I don't like his attitude." Gunn crinkled his eyebrows slightly and Fred smiled comforting.
"He's confused." She claimed lifting her eyes as Wesley re-entered the room.
Fred, Gunn and Cordelia looked at him as he thoughtfully cleaned his glasses. Old habit of his. Then after a while he seemed to notice their stares and remember what he'd come to tell them. "Ah, Faith is fine. Under consideration of being in jail - she's fine."
The others nodded. That left Buffy but the girl had claimed herself not to be a slayer. But then what was she?
"We'll find out." Gunn mumbled the answer to what they all were thinking.
***
A week later Angel was out again, looking for her. He didn't know why it bothered him that much but he prefered to keep somewhat of a track of the supernatrual beings in L.A.
He heard her before he saw her. It was in an alley, she was fighting a big green, scaled demon who seemed much to strong for her. Angel rushed for her aid.
He grabbed the demons large green, pointy shoulders and threw it to the side, with his game face on.
"Oh...you." D.J. said rolling her eyes slightly.
"Thought you might need some help." Angel growled as the demon started to get on it's lumpy feet. It's anger seemed to be focused on Angel now.
D.J. smiled a little and folded her arms across her chest. "Or...I could sit back and watch." She said leaning back on the house wall. Angel was surprised but quickly found himself in the situation. He lunched at the demon with great force.
He kept the upper hand of the fight for a while but lost it while D.J. stood by and watched him struggle. The scaled demon didn't seem to back down ever and suddenly it lifted Angel up in the air above it's shoulders and threw him into a corner.
Angel groaned as the demon grunted and went to finish it's job. But before that D.J. jumped at it from behind and broke it's neck. It fell dead to the ground. Angel rubbed the back of his head, watching her as he stood up.
She smiled. "Karaktus demon, lives in the woods. Break their necks or crush their scull - no other way of killing them."
"And you thought it'd be fun watching me fight without that knowledge?" He morphed back to his human face and D.J. shrugged casually.
"You didn't die. No big." She turned to walk away from him but Angel put his hand on her shoulder to stop her. No matter what she wanted, he wanted to talk to her. To find out what she was.
But he didn't expect her to with great force, squat down and pulled his legs from underneath him, making him fall on his back. She leaned down.
"I don't play with vampires." She said punching him so hard he passed out.
