A Reunion…Of Sorts
Angel couldn't believe his eyes as she rounded the corner. She was exactly the same, her hair, her eyes, her scent, they were all exactly the same. Wesley and Gunn were astounded as well. But not as much as Angel. Kate was special to him, they had a bond. He was so hurt when she left town without so much as a word to him. No note, no good-bye, nothing. He knew she had it rough, her father was dead and she lost her job, but she was meant for something much bigger. She even said herself, the night Angel saved her life when she overdosed. She wasn't dead, and she couldn't invite him in, but there he was, holding her, caring for her. The powers-that-be had a destiny for her, and Kate walked, no, ran away from that. Angel was hurt.
Kate walked in front of Brass, Grissom, Sara, Warrick, Greg, and Catherine. Her heart was in her throat with an equal amount of guilt, pain and excitement. She came around the corner and was face to face with the man she had left. She just stared. She could see that Angel was shocked to see her. That was his face, shock and hurt. Kate had felt bad for leaving the way she did. She just packed a few things and left. She knew something bad was coming and she was scared. But what scared her more was the way she felt. She had fallen in love with a vampire. Angel was the same kind of creature that had killed her own father. Yet, with his soul he was so different. And she loved him. No, she couldn't love him, it was sick and wrong. She had to leave. Now there were a million things she wanted to tell him. She had done so much soul-searching the last three years. She wasn't afraid anymore.
"Kate?"
"Angel."
"Um, hello Wesley and Gunn. Remember us, now get us out of these damn hand-cuffs. We didn't do anything wrong!" Gunn demanded, angry for being arrested for no reason at all.
The arresting officer showed Brass several stakes, a small ax, and a crossbow. "Sir, these weapons were found on the men when we arrested them."
"Are you a vampire?" retorted Gunn.
"No."
"Then like I said before don't worry about it!"
"Alright, quiet or I'll…" Brass was interrupted by Kate.
"Uncuff them." She demanded quietly looking passed Angel.
"Excuse me, I am still…" started Brass.
"Angel behind you!"
Angel spun around in time to see five vamps approaching them from the other end of the hallway. Soon everyone was staring at them. Kate grabbed the keys from the officer and uncuffed Angel, then Wesley and Gunn.
"We'll take these." Wesley said as he, Gunn, and Angel grabbed the weapons from the officer.
"Angel, you should have stayed in L.A.," the lead vamp snarled at Angel.
"Nah, I felt like doing a little gambling. Hey, wanna make a bet! I bet you we'll stake you and your whole crew before you even cross this line." Then he turned to Brass and the CSI team. "Stay behind me, don't move!"
One of the officers closest to the gang of vampires pulled out his weapon and started shooting. A female vamp grabbed him and before anyone could move snapped his neck. That's when the gang rushed Angel and friends. The lead vampire went for Angel, who vamped out as they began to fight and throw each other around. Gunn quickly beheaded vampire number two, who then turned to dust. Wesley raised his crossbow towards another vampire but was attacked from behind by the female vampire. As she tried to wrestle the crossbow away from Wes, Kate snatched the crucifix from her neck and smashed it into the female vamps back. The burning caused the vamp to howl and jump off of Wesley.
"You'll pay for that you little bitch!" the vampire spat as she grabbed Kate by the throat. She picked Kate up off the ground and spun her around, choking the life from her.
"I don't think so!"
The voice came from behind. As the vampire turned to dust it was a shocked and wide-eyed Nick that stood in front of Kate with a pole in his hand. It was from one of the flags that stood near the front door.
"Good show old boy!" Wesley exclaimed. Then he noticed Gunn was having problems with the last vamp. "Gunn, duck!" He raised the crossbow and fired, hitting the vamp squarely in the chest. The vamp was dusted. That's when everyone noticed Angel was still working the lead vampire over. The vamp was crying on the floor as Angel repeatedly kicked him
"I'm so sick of this! (kick) I save the world again (kick), and again (kick), and again! (kick) I just want some peace. (kick) I just want a vacation. (kick) I just want to shian-shu so I can finally (kick) get (kick) laid! (kick)"
"Um, Angel? Are you going to kill him...oh to hell with it." Wesley raised his crossbow and fired another arrow, turning the lead vampire to dust. Angel's foot passed through the dust and he fell on his ass.
"Hey!" Getting himself up and dusting himself off. "I wasn't done with that."
"Yes, you were. We need to talk." Kate approached Angel and put her hand on his arm. With a shake of his head Angel's face unvamped, but still remained hardened. There was pain in Angel's face as he looked down at Kate's hand. Worse, there was a coldness in his voice.
"I have nothing to say to you." Kate could hear the hurt in Angel's voice, she felt so guilty for leaving him.
Brass and the others were clearly still in shock after what they had just witnessed.
"Okay would someone please tell me what the hell is going on here?!" Brass yelled. Then he grabbed his radio. "We got an officer down, I repeat, officer down at police headquarters."
Grissom walked over to the body. He knelt down and checked for a pulse.
"Jim, he's gone. Neck is snapped. We better call David."
"Someone tell what just happened. Who the hell are you people?" Brass was starting to freak out. He had spent many years on the force, in all aspects. He was even head of CSI for a while, but he had never seen anything like what he just witnessed.
"Wesley Wyndham-Pryce," offered Wesley as he stepped forward. "former Watcher and rogue demon hunter, turned private investigator. These are my associates, Charles Gunn and Angel."
"Angel what?" inquired Grissom.
"Just Angel," answers Gunn, "Unless he loses his soul and turns evil, then it's Angelus. But uh, you don't want to meet him."
"Gunn, don't help."
Grissom could tell Brass was dangerously close to losing it. He had just witnessed one of his own men killed by something that wasn't even human. The leader in Grissom once again came out.
"Okay, we need to all calm down and talk about this. Detective Lockley, would you be so kind as to escort Mr. Gunn, Mr….the British guy, and Angel into the first interrogation room. Brass will meet you in there soon." Kate nods and leads the three heroes into another room.
"Grissom, can you and Nick come into the room with us?" There was strained control in Brass's voice as he asked this. "The rest of you, please watch from behind the window."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Catherine and Greg felt nauseated. Warrick tried to fake a cool façade, but it was pretty transparent. He was scared out of his mind. Sara just stood there blankly staring at the dust on the floor.
Just as Nick, Brass and Grissom were about to enter the interrogation room a strange figure hidden under a blanket ran into the room. The blanket was smoking as the figure clad in a black biker jacket threw it to the ground.
"Bloody desert sun!" The strange man screamed.
Grissom, Brass, and Nick spun around and immediately recognized him as the other man from the roller coaster.
"Alright, where are they? I'm ready to fight the good fight! Let me at 'em!" Spike then saw Grissom and recognized him from the roller coaster. He marched right over to him. "You there, what have you done with them, where are my friends?"
Before a dumbfounded Grissom could answer Spike notices some dust on the floor.
"Oh god no, I'm too late," Spike dropped to his knees and picked up the dust. "He was my friend, my comrade. Sure he had stupid hair and big forehead. And yes, we were in love with the same girl. But I loved him…he was my sire, my soul mate," Spike blubbered as the dust ran through his fingers.
Angel, although slightly amused by this, was in a hurry to explain to the cops what was happening. He got up and went to the doorway.
"Uh, Spike? I'm right here."
Spike spun around, saw Angel, and quickly stood up.
"Oh, um, well, right then. I didn't mean that, nope, not a word."
"Spike, what are you doing here?"
"Cordelia, she had a vision and sent me looking for you. At daybreak none the less! Is she trying to kill me? Don't answer that."
"Didn't she give you a map of the tunnels?" Wesley inquired.
"There are tunnels?! Oh when I get back there I'm giving that girl a piece of my…"
"Excuse me!" Kate yelled. "Angel, who the hell is this? What are you doing here? Would you please tell me what the hell is going on?"
"Hell, exactly that. A new hellmouth right here is Las Vegas." Wesley replied.
Okay, everyone, get inside and sit down. Including you blondie," Brass ordered motioning to Spike.
"Hey! Watch it or I'll bite you!"
"Spike, shut-up!" Angel ordered.
Angel couldn't believe his eyes as she rounded the corner. She was exactly the same, her hair, her eyes, her scent, they were all exactly the same. Wesley and Gunn were astounded as well. But not as much as Angel. Kate was special to him, they had a bond. He was so hurt when she left town without so much as a word to him. No note, no good-bye, nothing. He knew she had it rough, her father was dead and she lost her job, but she was meant for something much bigger. She even said herself, the night Angel saved her life when she overdosed. She wasn't dead, and she couldn't invite him in, but there he was, holding her, caring for her. The powers-that-be had a destiny for her, and Kate walked, no, ran away from that. Angel was hurt.
Kate walked in front of Brass, Grissom, Sara, Warrick, Greg, and Catherine. Her heart was in her throat with an equal amount of guilt, pain and excitement. She came around the corner and was face to face with the man she had left. She just stared. She could see that Angel was shocked to see her. That was his face, shock and hurt. Kate had felt bad for leaving the way she did. She just packed a few things and left. She knew something bad was coming and she was scared. But what scared her more was the way she felt. She had fallen in love with a vampire. Angel was the same kind of creature that had killed her own father. Yet, with his soul he was so different. And she loved him. No, she couldn't love him, it was sick and wrong. She had to leave. Now there were a million things she wanted to tell him. She had done so much soul-searching the last three years. She wasn't afraid anymore.
"Kate?"
"Angel."
"Um, hello Wesley and Gunn. Remember us, now get us out of these damn hand-cuffs. We didn't do anything wrong!" Gunn demanded, angry for being arrested for no reason at all.
The arresting officer showed Brass several stakes, a small ax, and a crossbow. "Sir, these weapons were found on the men when we arrested them."
"Are you a vampire?" retorted Gunn.
"No."
"Then like I said before don't worry about it!"
"Alright, quiet or I'll…" Brass was interrupted by Kate.
"Uncuff them." She demanded quietly looking passed Angel.
"Excuse me, I am still…" started Brass.
"Angel behind you!"
Angel spun around in time to see five vamps approaching them from the other end of the hallway. Soon everyone was staring at them. Kate grabbed the keys from the officer and uncuffed Angel, then Wesley and Gunn.
"We'll take these." Wesley said as he, Gunn, and Angel grabbed the weapons from the officer.
"Angel, you should have stayed in L.A.," the lead vamp snarled at Angel.
"Nah, I felt like doing a little gambling. Hey, wanna make a bet! I bet you we'll stake you and your whole crew before you even cross this line." Then he turned to Brass and the CSI team. "Stay behind me, don't move!"
One of the officers closest to the gang of vampires pulled out his weapon and started shooting. A female vamp grabbed him and before anyone could move snapped his neck. That's when the gang rushed Angel and friends. The lead vampire went for Angel, who vamped out as they began to fight and throw each other around. Gunn quickly beheaded vampire number two, who then turned to dust. Wesley raised his crossbow towards another vampire but was attacked from behind by the female vampire. As she tried to wrestle the crossbow away from Wes, Kate snatched the crucifix from her neck and smashed it into the female vamps back. The burning caused the vamp to howl and jump off of Wesley.
"You'll pay for that you little bitch!" the vampire spat as she grabbed Kate by the throat. She picked Kate up off the ground and spun her around, choking the life from her.
"I don't think so!"
The voice came from behind. As the vampire turned to dust it was a shocked and wide-eyed Nick that stood in front of Kate with a pole in his hand. It was from one of the flags that stood near the front door.
"Good show old boy!" Wesley exclaimed. Then he noticed Gunn was having problems with the last vamp. "Gunn, duck!" He raised the crossbow and fired, hitting the vamp squarely in the chest. The vamp was dusted. That's when everyone noticed Angel was still working the lead vampire over. The vamp was crying on the floor as Angel repeatedly kicked him
"I'm so sick of this! (kick) I save the world again (kick), and again (kick), and again! (kick) I just want some peace. (kick) I just want a vacation. (kick) I just want to shian-shu so I can finally (kick) get (kick) laid! (kick)"
"Um, Angel? Are you going to kill him...oh to hell with it." Wesley raised his crossbow and fired another arrow, turning the lead vampire to dust. Angel's foot passed through the dust and he fell on his ass.
"Hey!" Getting himself up and dusting himself off. "I wasn't done with that."
"Yes, you were. We need to talk." Kate approached Angel and put her hand on his arm. With a shake of his head Angel's face unvamped, but still remained hardened. There was pain in Angel's face as he looked down at Kate's hand. Worse, there was a coldness in his voice.
"I have nothing to say to you." Kate could hear the hurt in Angel's voice, she felt so guilty for leaving him.
Brass and the others were clearly still in shock after what they had just witnessed.
"Okay would someone please tell me what the hell is going on here?!" Brass yelled. Then he grabbed his radio. "We got an officer down, I repeat, officer down at police headquarters."
Grissom walked over to the body. He knelt down and checked for a pulse.
"Jim, he's gone. Neck is snapped. We better call David."
"Someone tell what just happened. Who the hell are you people?" Brass was starting to freak out. He had spent many years on the force, in all aspects. He was even head of CSI for a while, but he had never seen anything like what he just witnessed.
"Wesley Wyndham-Pryce," offered Wesley as he stepped forward. "former Watcher and rogue demon hunter, turned private investigator. These are my associates, Charles Gunn and Angel."
"Angel what?" inquired Grissom.
"Just Angel," answers Gunn, "Unless he loses his soul and turns evil, then it's Angelus. But uh, you don't want to meet him."
"Gunn, don't help."
Grissom could tell Brass was dangerously close to losing it. He had just witnessed one of his own men killed by something that wasn't even human. The leader in Grissom once again came out.
"Okay, we need to all calm down and talk about this. Detective Lockley, would you be so kind as to escort Mr. Gunn, Mr….the British guy, and Angel into the first interrogation room. Brass will meet you in there soon." Kate nods and leads the three heroes into another room.
"Grissom, can you and Nick come into the room with us?" There was strained control in Brass's voice as he asked this. "The rest of you, please watch from behind the window."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Catherine and Greg felt nauseated. Warrick tried to fake a cool façade, but it was pretty transparent. He was scared out of his mind. Sara just stood there blankly staring at the dust on the floor.
Just as Nick, Brass and Grissom were about to enter the interrogation room a strange figure hidden under a blanket ran into the room. The blanket was smoking as the figure clad in a black biker jacket threw it to the ground.
"Bloody desert sun!" The strange man screamed.
Grissom, Brass, and Nick spun around and immediately recognized him as the other man from the roller coaster.
"Alright, where are they? I'm ready to fight the good fight! Let me at 'em!" Spike then saw Grissom and recognized him from the roller coaster. He marched right over to him. "You there, what have you done with them, where are my friends?"
Before a dumbfounded Grissom could answer Spike notices some dust on the floor.
"Oh god no, I'm too late," Spike dropped to his knees and picked up the dust. "He was my friend, my comrade. Sure he had stupid hair and big forehead. And yes, we were in love with the same girl. But I loved him…he was my sire, my soul mate," Spike blubbered as the dust ran through his fingers.
Angel, although slightly amused by this, was in a hurry to explain to the cops what was happening. He got up and went to the doorway.
"Uh, Spike? I'm right here."
Spike spun around, saw Angel, and quickly stood up.
"Oh, um, well, right then. I didn't mean that, nope, not a word."
"Spike, what are you doing here?"
"Cordelia, she had a vision and sent me looking for you. At daybreak none the less! Is she trying to kill me? Don't answer that."
"Didn't she give you a map of the tunnels?" Wesley inquired.
"There are tunnels?! Oh when I get back there I'm giving that girl a piece of my…"
"Excuse me!" Kate yelled. "Angel, who the hell is this? What are you doing here? Would you please tell me what the hell is going on?"
"Hell, exactly that. A new hellmouth right here is Las Vegas." Wesley replied.
Okay, everyone, get inside and sit down. Including you blondie," Brass ordered motioning to Spike.
"Hey! Watch it or I'll bite you!"
"Spike, shut-up!" Angel ordered.