A/N: I'm really sorry about making everyone wait so long to read more. It's
just that I started a new story a while ago, and also school's back (ugh!)
so it's hard to find time to write.
Chapter 6
Angel Connor was pacing his office. He couldn't believe that he'd just asked his client to dinner. Yeah, so she was absolutely gorgeous and he felt strongly attached to her, but still...a date with a client. It had never happened before. The pacing and deep thinking lasted for about an hour, though it seemed like much less for Angel. Soon, he decided to take his lunch break and went downstairs. He saw Fred and Gunn flirting like crazy, and he saw an emotionally distraught Cordelia sitting at the desk. [A/N: Cordelia is part of Buffy's gang, but she still works for Angel. She doesn't know Buffy has hired Angel.]
"Cordy, what's wrong?" he asked gently so as not to startle or upset her more.
"Oh, it's nothing really. It's just that one of my really good friends is having a really hard time, and she's kind of shutting us out. It just hurts a bit, that's all. And my husband and I had a huge fight this morning about whether or not we should leave her alone. It's just trying."
And with that, Cordelia shook her head, and went back to doing her job. Angel stood there watching for awhile to make sure that his friend and coworker was okay. Suddenly she looked up as if remembering something and told Angel all about this party she was having to get some of her friends all together. Angel said he would definitely come.
Buffy walked slowly to the gallery, thinking the whole way. She wondered about these new feelings for a guy she just met. She was still pondering the whole idea of whether or not she was in love with Riley. *I mean obviously I loved him, because I would never marry anyone I didn't love. But what if it was more of a brotherly love...ewww, incest. No I did love him, but maybe just not that deep-down soul-touching love-of-my-life type of love. Oh I don't know! It's all so confusing.* By this time, Buffy had reached the gallery. She slowly opened the door and was surprised to find...
Willow Rosenburg spent half of the day talking to her friends about the big party they were planning. It was a huge get-together between Will's and Buffy's friends so everyone could meet everyone else. Of course, as soon as she had heard about it, Cordelia Chase-Harris had wanted to be majorly involved in the planning. So she and Willow were becoming pretty close organizing it and everything. Cordy had already invited the entire office where she worked, and Willow had invited quite a few of her friends. It was going to be a great night of fun.
She had just finished calling her boyfriend Oz just to hear his voice, when her pager went off. Willow rushed to the police station as soon as she could. There had been a call from an art museum about a murder attempt. The name of the place was The Dawn of Great Art. It sounded strangely familiar to Willow's ears. She wondered the whole way there where she had heard it before. When she arrived, she saw Buffy standing outside and immediately realized how stupid she had been. It had been the name of her newest friends family art gallery.
Chapter 6
Angel Connor was pacing his office. He couldn't believe that he'd just asked his client to dinner. Yeah, so she was absolutely gorgeous and he felt strongly attached to her, but still...a date with a client. It had never happened before. The pacing and deep thinking lasted for about an hour, though it seemed like much less for Angel. Soon, he decided to take his lunch break and went downstairs. He saw Fred and Gunn flirting like crazy, and he saw an emotionally distraught Cordelia sitting at the desk. [A/N: Cordelia is part of Buffy's gang, but she still works for Angel. She doesn't know Buffy has hired Angel.]
"Cordy, what's wrong?" he asked gently so as not to startle or upset her more.
"Oh, it's nothing really. It's just that one of my really good friends is having a really hard time, and she's kind of shutting us out. It just hurts a bit, that's all. And my husband and I had a huge fight this morning about whether or not we should leave her alone. It's just trying."
And with that, Cordelia shook her head, and went back to doing her job. Angel stood there watching for awhile to make sure that his friend and coworker was okay. Suddenly she looked up as if remembering something and told Angel all about this party she was having to get some of her friends all together. Angel said he would definitely come.
Buffy walked slowly to the gallery, thinking the whole way. She wondered about these new feelings for a guy she just met. She was still pondering the whole idea of whether or not she was in love with Riley. *I mean obviously I loved him, because I would never marry anyone I didn't love. But what if it was more of a brotherly love...ewww, incest. No I did love him, but maybe just not that deep-down soul-touching love-of-my-life type of love. Oh I don't know! It's all so confusing.* By this time, Buffy had reached the gallery. She slowly opened the door and was surprised to find...
Willow Rosenburg spent half of the day talking to her friends about the big party they were planning. It was a huge get-together between Will's and Buffy's friends so everyone could meet everyone else. Of course, as soon as she had heard about it, Cordelia Chase-Harris had wanted to be majorly involved in the planning. So she and Willow were becoming pretty close organizing it and everything. Cordy had already invited the entire office where she worked, and Willow had invited quite a few of her friends. It was going to be a great night of fun.
She had just finished calling her boyfriend Oz just to hear his voice, when her pager went off. Willow rushed to the police station as soon as she could. There had been a call from an art museum about a murder attempt. The name of the place was The Dawn of Great Art. It sounded strangely familiar to Willow's ears. She wondered the whole way there where she had heard it before. When she arrived, she saw Buffy standing outside and immediately realized how stupid she had been. It had been the name of her newest friends family art gallery.
