99.5: Thank You!
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Chapter 3: Thank You!
A few days later...
Gunn sat behind his desk in his office. It seemed so empty, even though Dalton had only been there for two days she brought life and excitement back to his job. Something Gunn hadn't felt since the days when Angel Investigations worked in the hotel and when helping the helpless wasn't quite so difficult. Back then it was all about doing the right thing, helping people who needed help. The man realized things had changed since then. Cordelia was in a coma, Wesley had become less stuffy in a way different than expected, Angel had stayed the same but he'd lost his path ever since they took over Wolfram & Hart.
Gunn's thoughts were interrupted by a light knock. "Come in." He said, sitting up straight and then straightening his suit.
To his surprise, a familiar figure wearing a blue and white halter top with dark jeans and white stilettos walked into his office. "Hey stranger." She smiled, walking toward the desk.
"It's only been a few days." Gunn replied, looking into her icy eyes.
"How did the Miller case go?" She asked, sitting in a chair in front of him.
"We won. John Miller went to jail and he's staying there, Mrs. Miller and her son are being put in a safe place in case John gets out on bail." Gunn explained.
"Happy aren't ya?" Dalton smiled.
"If it weren't for your evidence we would have lost the case."
"Stop it, you know you coulda done it without me." She blushed.
"No, are you sure you don't want your job back?"
"Yeah I'm sure."
"So why are you here? Not complaining but..."
"Yeah, well I wanted to give you my number if you ever needed a witch, or three. Or if you need a fresh brain for a case or just, you know, whatever." Dalton explained. She pulled out a little white card with her name and number written across it in her swirly handwriting.
"Thanks, I'll hang on to this." Gunn smiled.
"Hate to run, but I've got a pressing engagement I need to take care of and before I go I've got to talk to Mr. CEO, so I'll see you?" She stood up.
"Definitely," Gunn followed her toward the door and opened it for her.
"Thanks," She looked up into his chocolate brown eyes, "Bye." She half-smiled and walked to Angel's office. When she got there she found Angel in a similar state as the one she found Gunn in, he was sitting behind his desk with his arms crossed and looking as though he was in deep thought. "Not interrupting any important thoughts am I?" Dalton said. He hadn't noticed her noiseless entrance but the sound of her voice caught his attention.
"Dalton? What's wrong?" The vampire asked, uncrossing his arms and leaning up on his desk.
"Nothing, I'm good, we're good. I just came by because... Well me and 'Kota and Danielle went shopping last night and I saw something that reminded me of you, so being the little shopper woman that I am I bought it for you." She told the vampire, walking over to his desk.
"Dalton, you didn't have to do that." He leaned back in his chair.
"Yeah I know, but I wanted to. If it wasn't for you I might not know what to do with myself and I needed to thank you for that."
"A simple thank you would have done it." The vampire replied.
"Yeah I know, but I think you'll like this." She smiled. She reached into the pocket of her tight pants and pulled out a small box that was wrapped in little paper with baby Angels all over it. She tossed it to the vampire; he caught it and looked at the paper strangely. "It was the only thing I could find that didn't say 'happy anniversary' or 'happy birthday' written in pink shiny letters." Angel gave her another strange look, "I have sisters you know." She bounced her eyebrows.
Angel smiled, she looked at him then at the gift, "open it already old man." She smiled. Angel gave her another look for insulting his age, but he really wasn't that old, just to an 18-year-old. The vampire tore off the wrapping paper and looked at the little pink box.
"Pink?" The vampire raised an eyebrow while un-taping the side of the box.
"Yeah, sorry about the tape, Danielle got a little tape-happy while wrapping." Dalton laughed slightly.
The vampire opened the box to revel something that surprised him. Inside the box sat a rather small silver colored shamrock. Angel looked up at the witch standing on front of his desk, his jaw slowly dropped. "You...how do..." He couldn't seem to finish his sentence.
She smiled sadly, "I thought you could use a reminder or two." Dalton said.
"Or two?" Angel looked up with tears in his eyes; it still hurt him to think about his friend, reminders weren't always easy.
"You'll see." She looked down at her watch, and then back up at the vampire, "Gotta go Angel, got somewhere I need to be." She smiled a sad goodbye, and he did the same.
****
"Take that, rewind it back, Ludacris got the flow that make ya booty go..." Danielle clapped with the music. She was dancing in the middle of the living room while lighting candles and selecting the correct incense.
Brian and Dakota stood in the doorway between the living room and the kitchen watching Danielle. "See, this is why you don't give her chocolate." Dakota shook her head. "It's the caffeine, Dalton does the same thing, but she gets a different kind of hyper." She looked at Brian, whom was laughing quietly at the youngest sister's outburst of Hyperness. The song changed on the burned CD and again Danielle burst into song while preparing the rest of the candles. "Rubber Band Man, wild as the Taliban, 9 in my right 45 in my other hand, call me trouble man, always in trouble man, worth a couple hundred grand, Chevy's all colors man." She bounced enthusiastically.
"She's obviously been around Dalton too long, she's inherited her taste in hip-hop. I should have turned that young'n onto rock." Dakota said seriously, then she laughed because she could tell that Brian thought she was being serious. Brian laughed again when Dalton entered.
"Rubber band man, wild as the Taliban, 9 in my right, 45 in my other hand, call me trouble man, always in trouble man, worth a couple hundred grand, Chevy's all colors man." She rapped coming in the door and closing it.
"Poor deprived people..." Dakota rolled her dark brown eyes.
Dalton turned off the stereo and she walked over to Danielle and took a stick of incense and Dakota did the same as Brian watched from his doorway position. They each light the incense and stood in a triangle.
"Awaken,
Vision of truth,
Vision of light,
Vision of darkness,
Vision of hope,
Hope of a vision,
Hope of return,
Return to a path forgotten,
Return to a destiny set in stone,
Destiny to be fulfilled,
Destiny needing reminded."
There was a large flash of light after the spell was complete and all the candles went out a once. Dalton looked at Brian, "Do you think it worked?" She asked.
"We'll see." He said.
****
Dalton had left his office over an hour ago, just enough time for the vampire to go with Fred, Wes and Gunn to find a client whom they didn't find. They assumed he jumped dimensions, all the frustration made the vampire want to give up Wolfram and Hart. Angel sat on the edge of his desk looking at the shamrock that Dalton had given him, he couldn't stop thinking of her last sentence 'You'll see', it still rang in his head as if she was still saying it to him over and over. "Thank you." He said very quietly.
Just then, Fred, Gunn, Lorne and Wesley entered. He knew they were going to try to help him change his mind about giving it up. After a few minutes of debate the phone rang. "Yeah, this is Angel." He leaned forward. "What?"
Wesley looked at him intently, "What is it?"
Angel tilted the phone receiver away from his mouth. "Two." He said, and then looked up at Wesley, "It's Cordelia."
THE END.... for now....
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Resume Your Welcome!
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A/N: Will I leave it at that, you'll find out what happens....MUHAHAHA the dangers of chocolate...wheeeee! Please review, it motivates me to write a sequel... XOXO *Charlize
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Chapter 3: Thank You!
A few days later...
Gunn sat behind his desk in his office. It seemed so empty, even though Dalton had only been there for two days she brought life and excitement back to his job. Something Gunn hadn't felt since the days when Angel Investigations worked in the hotel and when helping the helpless wasn't quite so difficult. Back then it was all about doing the right thing, helping people who needed help. The man realized things had changed since then. Cordelia was in a coma, Wesley had become less stuffy in a way different than expected, Angel had stayed the same but he'd lost his path ever since they took over Wolfram & Hart.
Gunn's thoughts were interrupted by a light knock. "Come in." He said, sitting up straight and then straightening his suit.
To his surprise, a familiar figure wearing a blue and white halter top with dark jeans and white stilettos walked into his office. "Hey stranger." She smiled, walking toward the desk.
"It's only been a few days." Gunn replied, looking into her icy eyes.
"How did the Miller case go?" She asked, sitting in a chair in front of him.
"We won. John Miller went to jail and he's staying there, Mrs. Miller and her son are being put in a safe place in case John gets out on bail." Gunn explained.
"Happy aren't ya?" Dalton smiled.
"If it weren't for your evidence we would have lost the case."
"Stop it, you know you coulda done it without me." She blushed.
"No, are you sure you don't want your job back?"
"Yeah I'm sure."
"So why are you here? Not complaining but..."
"Yeah, well I wanted to give you my number if you ever needed a witch, or three. Or if you need a fresh brain for a case or just, you know, whatever." Dalton explained. She pulled out a little white card with her name and number written across it in her swirly handwriting.
"Thanks, I'll hang on to this." Gunn smiled.
"Hate to run, but I've got a pressing engagement I need to take care of and before I go I've got to talk to Mr. CEO, so I'll see you?" She stood up.
"Definitely," Gunn followed her toward the door and opened it for her.
"Thanks," She looked up into his chocolate brown eyes, "Bye." She half-smiled and walked to Angel's office. When she got there she found Angel in a similar state as the one she found Gunn in, he was sitting behind his desk with his arms crossed and looking as though he was in deep thought. "Not interrupting any important thoughts am I?" Dalton said. He hadn't noticed her noiseless entrance but the sound of her voice caught his attention.
"Dalton? What's wrong?" The vampire asked, uncrossing his arms and leaning up on his desk.
"Nothing, I'm good, we're good. I just came by because... Well me and 'Kota and Danielle went shopping last night and I saw something that reminded me of you, so being the little shopper woman that I am I bought it for you." She told the vampire, walking over to his desk.
"Dalton, you didn't have to do that." He leaned back in his chair.
"Yeah I know, but I wanted to. If it wasn't for you I might not know what to do with myself and I needed to thank you for that."
"A simple thank you would have done it." The vampire replied.
"Yeah I know, but I think you'll like this." She smiled. She reached into the pocket of her tight pants and pulled out a small box that was wrapped in little paper with baby Angels all over it. She tossed it to the vampire; he caught it and looked at the paper strangely. "It was the only thing I could find that didn't say 'happy anniversary' or 'happy birthday' written in pink shiny letters." Angel gave her another strange look, "I have sisters you know." She bounced her eyebrows.
Angel smiled, she looked at him then at the gift, "open it already old man." She smiled. Angel gave her another look for insulting his age, but he really wasn't that old, just to an 18-year-old. The vampire tore off the wrapping paper and looked at the little pink box.
"Pink?" The vampire raised an eyebrow while un-taping the side of the box.
"Yeah, sorry about the tape, Danielle got a little tape-happy while wrapping." Dalton laughed slightly.
The vampire opened the box to revel something that surprised him. Inside the box sat a rather small silver colored shamrock. Angel looked up at the witch standing on front of his desk, his jaw slowly dropped. "You...how do..." He couldn't seem to finish his sentence.
She smiled sadly, "I thought you could use a reminder or two." Dalton said.
"Or two?" Angel looked up with tears in his eyes; it still hurt him to think about his friend, reminders weren't always easy.
"You'll see." She looked down at her watch, and then back up at the vampire, "Gotta go Angel, got somewhere I need to be." She smiled a sad goodbye, and he did the same.
****
"Take that, rewind it back, Ludacris got the flow that make ya booty go..." Danielle clapped with the music. She was dancing in the middle of the living room while lighting candles and selecting the correct incense.
Brian and Dakota stood in the doorway between the living room and the kitchen watching Danielle. "See, this is why you don't give her chocolate." Dakota shook her head. "It's the caffeine, Dalton does the same thing, but she gets a different kind of hyper." She looked at Brian, whom was laughing quietly at the youngest sister's outburst of Hyperness. The song changed on the burned CD and again Danielle burst into song while preparing the rest of the candles. "Rubber Band Man, wild as the Taliban, 9 in my right 45 in my other hand, call me trouble man, always in trouble man, worth a couple hundred grand, Chevy's all colors man." She bounced enthusiastically.
"She's obviously been around Dalton too long, she's inherited her taste in hip-hop. I should have turned that young'n onto rock." Dakota said seriously, then she laughed because she could tell that Brian thought she was being serious. Brian laughed again when Dalton entered.
"Rubber band man, wild as the Taliban, 9 in my right, 45 in my other hand, call me trouble man, always in trouble man, worth a couple hundred grand, Chevy's all colors man." She rapped coming in the door and closing it.
"Poor deprived people..." Dakota rolled her dark brown eyes.
Dalton turned off the stereo and she walked over to Danielle and took a stick of incense and Dakota did the same as Brian watched from his doorway position. They each light the incense and stood in a triangle.
"Awaken,
Vision of truth,
Vision of light,
Vision of darkness,
Vision of hope,
Hope of a vision,
Hope of return,
Return to a path forgotten,
Return to a destiny set in stone,
Destiny to be fulfilled,
Destiny needing reminded."
There was a large flash of light after the spell was complete and all the candles went out a once. Dalton looked at Brian, "Do you think it worked?" She asked.
"We'll see." He said.
****
Dalton had left his office over an hour ago, just enough time for the vampire to go with Fred, Wes and Gunn to find a client whom they didn't find. They assumed he jumped dimensions, all the frustration made the vampire want to give up Wolfram and Hart. Angel sat on the edge of his desk looking at the shamrock that Dalton had given him, he couldn't stop thinking of her last sentence 'You'll see', it still rang in his head as if she was still saying it to him over and over. "Thank you." He said very quietly.
Just then, Fred, Gunn, Lorne and Wesley entered. He knew they were going to try to help him change his mind about giving it up. After a few minutes of debate the phone rang. "Yeah, this is Angel." He leaned forward. "What?"
Wesley looked at him intently, "What is it?"
Angel tilted the phone receiver away from his mouth. "Two." He said, and then looked up at Wesley, "It's Cordelia."
THE END.... for now....
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Resume Your Welcome!
********
A/N: Will I leave it at that, you'll find out what happens....MUHAHAHA the dangers of chocolate...wheeeee! Please review, it motivates me to write a sequel... XOXO *Charlize