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NOTE: I don't own these Angel characters but if I did, I promise I would make the show better.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews I've gotten so far, guys. You are super coolies.
CHAPTER 5
She stood before him, clad in light blue jeans and a white top. Her arms were crossed over her chest and she wore a smile on her pretty face. It was the slayer; Buffy.
"Buffy," Angel breathed, even though he didn't have to.
She smirked at him. "You wish." Angel stared at her in confusion. "What? Your vamp senses can't pick up on it?" She shrugged her shoulders. "Guess I'm better than I thought."
"Who are you?" Angel demanded.
The blonde woman approached him. "Your lover," she whispered. "Or a really good look alike." Angel glared deeply. "Oh, come on. I had to come as someone you would actually talk to."
"In that case, "what" are you?" Angel asked, revising his earlier question.
She began to pace around in a circle. "I'm what you'd call a divine shape shifter. Isn't as cool as it sounds, though. I can only turn into someone my charges would be familiar with."
"I'm your charge?"
"One way of putting it I guess."
"Why are you here?" Angel asked.
"Here to give you a little message." Her smile increased.
"Fine." Angel folded his arms. "Do tell."
"You need her," the Buffy look alike whispered. "The Slayer."
"Buffy?"
"There you go again with the jumping of the conclusions. Try to actually think, not just follow your little desires. Anyway, I have to go poof."
"Wait a minute," Angel said. "You can't leave."
"Quite the contrary." She looked at him, her eyes gentle. "Good luck, Angel. To you... and the children." The woman vanished with a blink, not leaving a single trace that she had been there.
Angel shook his head in utter confusion, released a sigh, and made tracks back to the hotel.
Gunn sat on the circular couch of the hotel, reading a magazine once he and Fred had gotten home. The black man busily tried to drown out the voice of the blonde four-year-old that stood before him.
"Uncle Chuck, come on," Cassidy whined. "Make a wish." She held a wand in her hand that glittered magic. It was a gift from Lorne, which had been approved by Daddy since the magic in it was only useless dust.
"Cass, get that thing out my face," Gunn said, bringing the magazine closer to his face.
"Come on," Cassidy said again. "Do it, do it, do it, do-"
"Cassidy." The girl jumped a little at the sound of her name and looked back at her father. "Why aren't you in bed?"
"I've been asking her that all night," Cordelia said from where she held a sleeping Connor in her lap. "If it hasn't worked for me it ain't gonna work on you."
"Daddy," Cassidy said, approaching her father, batting her dark eyelashes. "You make a wish."
Angel knelt down to Cassidy's level. "Fine." Cassidy waved her wand around. "I wish my daughter would go to bed, like now."
Cassidy leaned in to him and whispered, "If you say it then it won't come true."
Angel returned the whisper with, "You wanna bet?" He gave her one of his famous looks.
Cassidy released a large, fake yawn. "I think I'm really sleepy."
"Thought so," Angel smirked.
"I got you, Princess," Lorne said from where he stood at his martini bar. He went over and picked Cassidy up into his arms. "Royal bedtime."
"Boring," Cassidy stated in a singsong voice, cuddling up into the shirt of Lorne's hot red suit. The green demon then proceeded to carrying her up the stairs.
Cordelia walked up to Angel next. "Hey, someone went out like a light just before you came home." She adjusted Connor in her arms.
"Let me have him," Angel smiled softly, taking the boy into his arms. "Hey, Connor." He began to rock Connor in his arms as he approached the front desk, where Wesley still sat at. "Wesley, I need you to pull up everything you know about the law."
"Sure," Wesley said. "Is anything wrong?"
"No, not exactly." Angel headed for the stairs, Connor secure in his arms. "We just might need to get Faith out of jail. That's all."
A/N: Psst! Guess what? Come on, guess. OK, I'll tell you. I'm finally 15! Yay! Can you believe it? I made the big 1 5 on Dec. 11th. Coolies, huh? Well, please review!
NOTE: I don't own these Angel characters but if I did, I promise I would make the show better.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews I've gotten so far, guys. You are super coolies.
CHAPTER 5
She stood before him, clad in light blue jeans and a white top. Her arms were crossed over her chest and she wore a smile on her pretty face. It was the slayer; Buffy.
"Buffy," Angel breathed, even though he didn't have to.
She smirked at him. "You wish." Angel stared at her in confusion. "What? Your vamp senses can't pick up on it?" She shrugged her shoulders. "Guess I'm better than I thought."
"Who are you?" Angel demanded.
The blonde woman approached him. "Your lover," she whispered. "Or a really good look alike." Angel glared deeply. "Oh, come on. I had to come as someone you would actually talk to."
"In that case, "what" are you?" Angel asked, revising his earlier question.
She began to pace around in a circle. "I'm what you'd call a divine shape shifter. Isn't as cool as it sounds, though. I can only turn into someone my charges would be familiar with."
"I'm your charge?"
"One way of putting it I guess."
"Why are you here?" Angel asked.
"Here to give you a little message." Her smile increased.
"Fine." Angel folded his arms. "Do tell."
"You need her," the Buffy look alike whispered. "The Slayer."
"Buffy?"
"There you go again with the jumping of the conclusions. Try to actually think, not just follow your little desires. Anyway, I have to go poof."
"Wait a minute," Angel said. "You can't leave."
"Quite the contrary." She looked at him, her eyes gentle. "Good luck, Angel. To you... and the children." The woman vanished with a blink, not leaving a single trace that she had been there.
Angel shook his head in utter confusion, released a sigh, and made tracks back to the hotel.
Gunn sat on the circular couch of the hotel, reading a magazine once he and Fred had gotten home. The black man busily tried to drown out the voice of the blonde four-year-old that stood before him.
"Uncle Chuck, come on," Cassidy whined. "Make a wish." She held a wand in her hand that glittered magic. It was a gift from Lorne, which had been approved by Daddy since the magic in it was only useless dust.
"Cass, get that thing out my face," Gunn said, bringing the magazine closer to his face.
"Come on," Cassidy said again. "Do it, do it, do it, do-"
"Cassidy." The girl jumped a little at the sound of her name and looked back at her father. "Why aren't you in bed?"
"I've been asking her that all night," Cordelia said from where she held a sleeping Connor in her lap. "If it hasn't worked for me it ain't gonna work on you."
"Daddy," Cassidy said, approaching her father, batting her dark eyelashes. "You make a wish."
Angel knelt down to Cassidy's level. "Fine." Cassidy waved her wand around. "I wish my daughter would go to bed, like now."
Cassidy leaned in to him and whispered, "If you say it then it won't come true."
Angel returned the whisper with, "You wanna bet?" He gave her one of his famous looks.
Cassidy released a large, fake yawn. "I think I'm really sleepy."
"Thought so," Angel smirked.
"I got you, Princess," Lorne said from where he stood at his martini bar. He went over and picked Cassidy up into his arms. "Royal bedtime."
"Boring," Cassidy stated in a singsong voice, cuddling up into the shirt of Lorne's hot red suit. The green demon then proceeded to carrying her up the stairs.
Cordelia walked up to Angel next. "Hey, someone went out like a light just before you came home." She adjusted Connor in her arms.
"Let me have him," Angel smiled softly, taking the boy into his arms. "Hey, Connor." He began to rock Connor in his arms as he approached the front desk, where Wesley still sat at. "Wesley, I need you to pull up everything you know about the law."
"Sure," Wesley said. "Is anything wrong?"
"No, not exactly." Angel headed for the stairs, Connor secure in his arms. "We just might need to get Faith out of jail. That's all."
A/N: Psst! Guess what? Come on, guess. OK, I'll tell you. I'm finally 15! Yay! Can you believe it? I made the big 1 5 on Dec. 11th. Coolies, huh? Well, please review!