Who Or What Are You Guys?
Soon Spike, Angel, Wes, and Gunn were sitting on one side of the table. Brass, Grissom, Nick, and Kate were on the other side. For a while everyone just stared at each other. Except for Angel, he wouldn't look at Kate. Finally Kate reached over and touched his hand.
"Angel, I'm sorry that I left the way I did. I just didn't know how to handle things, I was scared and confused… But you have to get over it, something bigger is a stake here."
"Wait a minute," Nick interrupted, staring at Kate's hand on Angel's, "were you two an item?"
"No." They both answered simultaneously. "We were just friends." Kate added.
Brass was getting really frustrated. Any minute now the sheriff would be coming in demanding an explanation. And as it was now, all Brass could tell him were the things that go bump in the night were real, and in Las Vegas.
"Okay I need to know what is going on and I need to know now! Who or what are you guys? Starting with you!" Brass demanded pointing to Angel.
"My name is Angel. I ran a private investigation firm in L.A. That is until my umpteenth apocalypse caused me to take over an evil law firm, Wolfram & Hart, and avert THE apocalypse. And yes, I am a vampire, but I have a soul, so I'm not evil. I help the helpless." Angel paused, "God, I never realized how lame that sounds. Don't tell Cordy I said that."
"Wait a minute, you took over Wolfram & Hart? When did this happen?" Kate asked incrediously. When she left L.A. Angel and W&H were mortal enemies. He spent so much time trying to bring them down he almost lost all his friends in the process, including her.
"After Cordelia and my son, Connor, gave birth to an evil goddess who tried to destroy the earth."
"Your son? You had a son? How? When?"
"Okay, it's pretty obvious you two have a lot of catching up to do, but now is not the time!" Brass barked. "You, blondie, what's your story?"
"The name is Spike, mate, and my story is that I am also a vampire, but with much better hair."
"Yeah," Nick scoffed at Spike's peroxide blond hair and leather jacket. "I was in high school when that look went out."
"Would you like to get bit?" Spike glared. "So like I was saying, I, too, am a vampire with a soul."
"So that's what you meant at the Sahara, vampire-with-soulmates." This time it was Grissom interrupting. Spike was getting really pissed off now.
"Excuse me, I'm talking here! Would you shut the bloody hell up and let me finish?" Spike composed himself. "Now, as I was saying, I have a soul, so I am not evil. I have saved the world on numerous occasions, one of which I burned to death…or undeath, and was resurrected to help Angel here avert that pesky apocalypse he was talking about. Oh by the way, I wasn't cursed with my soul, like Angel here, I earned mine. I'm nobler then he is!"
"You got your soul to get into Buffy's pants!" Angel was about to say something else when Nick interrupted.
"What about you two? Are you vampires as well?" Nick asked Gunn and Wesley.
"No, they're humans." Kate answered. "You are still human? No one else has changed over right?"
"No," Wesley answered. "Well, except Cordelia, she turned demon, and then became a goddess, then became evil, but she's better now."
"Oh."
"I'm Wesley Wyndham-Pryce. I was a highly respected Watcher until I was ruthlessly cast aside. I then became a rouge demon hunter. The last few years I have been working with Angel Investigations fighting evil."
"But you're not a vampire?" Nick asked again.
"No."
"Good to know. What is a watcher?"
"A watcher trains and educates vampire slayers."
"Vampire slayers?" inquired Grissom.
"In every generation there is a chosen one. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer. Or at least that's how it was. Then when Buffy fought the First, meaning the original evil…long story…her friend Willow, a very powerful witch, gave all the potential slayers in the world powers. So now there are thousands of vampire slayers."
"Slayers, vampires, witches?" asked a very confused Grissom. "Okay, am I in some weird nightmare I can't wake up from?"
"Hey man, this ain't no nightmare," Gunn answered. "This is real, and it's here, so you better get ready for it."
"Ready for what, and who are you?"
"I'm Gunn, I work with these guys. I had my own vampire fighting crew until I joined Angel. And what Wesley has to tell you is some pretty heavy stuff, so you better listen to him."
"What is it? What's going on? You mentioned a hellmouth, what is that?" As freaked out as Grissom was, he was equally as fascinated.
"A hellmouth is just that," Wesley explained. "There is a mouth to hell opening up right here in Las Vegas. It seems to be centralized right under the strip, but I'm not sure of the exact location."
"What the bloody hell? There is another hellmouth and you didn't tell me?" This time it was Spike freaking out. "I destroyed the last one, I'm not destroying this one. Bugger that, Angel can do it."
"Spike calm down. We don't even know if this is the same situation as Sunnydale."
"Wait a minute," Nick exclaimed. "Sunnydale, as in Sunnydale, California? Wasn't that town swallowed by a huge earthquake."
"Yeah, you wish!" Spike snapped at Nick. "It was destroyed after pure sunlight poured from my body destroying every demon in hell. The town collapsed as a result of it. I destroyed hell….wait a minute, I destroyed hell, what are you so worried about?"
"Spike it isn't that simple. There are thousands of hell dimensions. Some with just Turok-Han like you encountered, some with every evil known to man, some with just shrimp."
"Or that crazy suburb, Stepford Wives one that we rescued Lindsey from."
"I vote not for that one!" Gunn snapped with a shudder. He was stuck there for a short time, ending each day with his still-beating heart being cut out, then forced to relive the day over and over again.
"Alright, so this hellmouth, what do we do about it?" Nick was getting impatient.
"Angel, can this be stopped?" Kate asked worriedly.
"I don't know. Wesley, anything we can do?"
"Well, I will of course be contacting the Watcher's Council. First and foremost we need to determine what we are dealing with. Then perhaps they will send us a few slayers."
"Buffy?" Angel and Spike asked in unison. Gunn and Wesley just rolled their eyes.
"Okay, in the meantime, what can we do?" Brass was getting more stressed out. "We have three dead bodies, how am I supposed to explain that to the sheriff and the mayor?"
"And how do we keep people safe?" Nick demanded.
"Angel Investigations is here to help. We will defend this city to the best of our abilities, you have my word on that."
"Great, the word of a vampire. That's what the mayor wants to hear," scoffed Brass. Kate jumped to Angel's defense.
"Hey! That's not fair. Angel has done nothing but help people since he was re-ensouled. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be alive!"
Nick, Brass, and Grissom stared at Kate. Grissom again took charge.
"Angel, what can we do as law enforcement?"
"Continue working your cases, the normal ones, murder, rape, et cetera. Let us handle the supernatural stuff. If something weird comes up, call us. We will help you whenever we can. In the meantime, and this is no joke, I would start wearing crosses, carrying holy water, and even carrying stakes. Detective Lockley can brief your officers on how to use these items."
"Okay. Thank you. We will be in touch." Brass had a defeated tone in his voice. He couldn't believe how upside down his world could become in just a matter of hours.
Angel, Gunn, Wesley, and Spike got up and started to leave the room. Kate stood up as well.
"Angel, wait, we need to talk." Kate paused when Angel didn't turn around, she added, "I missed you."
Angel turned around and nodded his head. Kate followed him out the door. Nick had an annoyed look on his face. He was jealous.
"Did you see that? She just left with him."
"Yeah, so? They need to catch up." Brass didn't have time to baby-sit a new detective. He needed to do a little checking into her background first.
"Yeah, but what do we really know about this guy? I mean, we've seen him kill."
"To save lives. They seem to be good guys. Now come on, we need to meet with the others and figure a few things out before the sheriff gets here." Nick couldn't believe Grissom was defending this guy.
Nick just watched helplessly as Kate followed Angel down the corridor. They were heading towards the entrance for the underground tunnels. As tempted as he was to follow them, he knew Grissom would skin him alive if he left now.
Soon Spike, Angel, Wes, and Gunn were sitting on one side of the table. Brass, Grissom, Nick, and Kate were on the other side. For a while everyone just stared at each other. Except for Angel, he wouldn't look at Kate. Finally Kate reached over and touched his hand.
"Angel, I'm sorry that I left the way I did. I just didn't know how to handle things, I was scared and confused… But you have to get over it, something bigger is a stake here."
"Wait a minute," Nick interrupted, staring at Kate's hand on Angel's, "were you two an item?"
"No." They both answered simultaneously. "We were just friends." Kate added.
Brass was getting really frustrated. Any minute now the sheriff would be coming in demanding an explanation. And as it was now, all Brass could tell him were the things that go bump in the night were real, and in Las Vegas.
"Okay I need to know what is going on and I need to know now! Who or what are you guys? Starting with you!" Brass demanded pointing to Angel.
"My name is Angel. I ran a private investigation firm in L.A. That is until my umpteenth apocalypse caused me to take over an evil law firm, Wolfram & Hart, and avert THE apocalypse. And yes, I am a vampire, but I have a soul, so I'm not evil. I help the helpless." Angel paused, "God, I never realized how lame that sounds. Don't tell Cordy I said that."
"Wait a minute, you took over Wolfram & Hart? When did this happen?" Kate asked incrediously. When she left L.A. Angel and W&H were mortal enemies. He spent so much time trying to bring them down he almost lost all his friends in the process, including her.
"After Cordelia and my son, Connor, gave birth to an evil goddess who tried to destroy the earth."
"Your son? You had a son? How? When?"
"Okay, it's pretty obvious you two have a lot of catching up to do, but now is not the time!" Brass barked. "You, blondie, what's your story?"
"The name is Spike, mate, and my story is that I am also a vampire, but with much better hair."
"Yeah," Nick scoffed at Spike's peroxide blond hair and leather jacket. "I was in high school when that look went out."
"Would you like to get bit?" Spike glared. "So like I was saying, I, too, am a vampire with a soul."
"So that's what you meant at the Sahara, vampire-with-soulmates." This time it was Grissom interrupting. Spike was getting really pissed off now.
"Excuse me, I'm talking here! Would you shut the bloody hell up and let me finish?" Spike composed himself. "Now, as I was saying, I have a soul, so I am not evil. I have saved the world on numerous occasions, one of which I burned to death…or undeath, and was resurrected to help Angel here avert that pesky apocalypse he was talking about. Oh by the way, I wasn't cursed with my soul, like Angel here, I earned mine. I'm nobler then he is!"
"You got your soul to get into Buffy's pants!" Angel was about to say something else when Nick interrupted.
"What about you two? Are you vampires as well?" Nick asked Gunn and Wesley.
"No, they're humans." Kate answered. "You are still human? No one else has changed over right?"
"No," Wesley answered. "Well, except Cordelia, she turned demon, and then became a goddess, then became evil, but she's better now."
"Oh."
"I'm Wesley Wyndham-Pryce. I was a highly respected Watcher until I was ruthlessly cast aside. I then became a rouge demon hunter. The last few years I have been working with Angel Investigations fighting evil."
"But you're not a vampire?" Nick asked again.
"No."
"Good to know. What is a watcher?"
"A watcher trains and educates vampire slayers."
"Vampire slayers?" inquired Grissom.
"In every generation there is a chosen one. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer. Or at least that's how it was. Then when Buffy fought the First, meaning the original evil…long story…her friend Willow, a very powerful witch, gave all the potential slayers in the world powers. So now there are thousands of vampire slayers."
"Slayers, vampires, witches?" asked a very confused Grissom. "Okay, am I in some weird nightmare I can't wake up from?"
"Hey man, this ain't no nightmare," Gunn answered. "This is real, and it's here, so you better get ready for it."
"Ready for what, and who are you?"
"I'm Gunn, I work with these guys. I had my own vampire fighting crew until I joined Angel. And what Wesley has to tell you is some pretty heavy stuff, so you better listen to him."
"What is it? What's going on? You mentioned a hellmouth, what is that?" As freaked out as Grissom was, he was equally as fascinated.
"A hellmouth is just that," Wesley explained. "There is a mouth to hell opening up right here in Las Vegas. It seems to be centralized right under the strip, but I'm not sure of the exact location."
"What the bloody hell? There is another hellmouth and you didn't tell me?" This time it was Spike freaking out. "I destroyed the last one, I'm not destroying this one. Bugger that, Angel can do it."
"Spike calm down. We don't even know if this is the same situation as Sunnydale."
"Wait a minute," Nick exclaimed. "Sunnydale, as in Sunnydale, California? Wasn't that town swallowed by a huge earthquake."
"Yeah, you wish!" Spike snapped at Nick. "It was destroyed after pure sunlight poured from my body destroying every demon in hell. The town collapsed as a result of it. I destroyed hell….wait a minute, I destroyed hell, what are you so worried about?"
"Spike it isn't that simple. There are thousands of hell dimensions. Some with just Turok-Han like you encountered, some with every evil known to man, some with just shrimp."
"Or that crazy suburb, Stepford Wives one that we rescued Lindsey from."
"I vote not for that one!" Gunn snapped with a shudder. He was stuck there for a short time, ending each day with his still-beating heart being cut out, then forced to relive the day over and over again.
"Alright, so this hellmouth, what do we do about it?" Nick was getting impatient.
"Angel, can this be stopped?" Kate asked worriedly.
"I don't know. Wesley, anything we can do?"
"Well, I will of course be contacting the Watcher's Council. First and foremost we need to determine what we are dealing with. Then perhaps they will send us a few slayers."
"Buffy?" Angel and Spike asked in unison. Gunn and Wesley just rolled their eyes.
"Okay, in the meantime, what can we do?" Brass was getting more stressed out. "We have three dead bodies, how am I supposed to explain that to the sheriff and the mayor?"
"And how do we keep people safe?" Nick demanded.
"Angel Investigations is here to help. We will defend this city to the best of our abilities, you have my word on that."
"Great, the word of a vampire. That's what the mayor wants to hear," scoffed Brass. Kate jumped to Angel's defense.
"Hey! That's not fair. Angel has done nothing but help people since he was re-ensouled. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be alive!"
Nick, Brass, and Grissom stared at Kate. Grissom again took charge.
"Angel, what can we do as law enforcement?"
"Continue working your cases, the normal ones, murder, rape, et cetera. Let us handle the supernatural stuff. If something weird comes up, call us. We will help you whenever we can. In the meantime, and this is no joke, I would start wearing crosses, carrying holy water, and even carrying stakes. Detective Lockley can brief your officers on how to use these items."
"Okay. Thank you. We will be in touch." Brass had a defeated tone in his voice. He couldn't believe how upside down his world could become in just a matter of hours.
Angel, Gunn, Wesley, and Spike got up and started to leave the room. Kate stood up as well.
"Angel, wait, we need to talk." Kate paused when Angel didn't turn around, she added, "I missed you."
Angel turned around and nodded his head. Kate followed him out the door. Nick had an annoyed look on his face. He was jealous.
"Did you see that? She just left with him."
"Yeah, so? They need to catch up." Brass didn't have time to baby-sit a new detective. He needed to do a little checking into her background first.
"Yeah, but what do we really know about this guy? I mean, we've seen him kill."
"To save lives. They seem to be good guys. Now come on, we need to meet with the others and figure a few things out before the sheriff gets here." Nick couldn't believe Grissom was defending this guy.
Nick just watched helplessly as Kate followed Angel down the corridor. They were heading towards the entrance for the underground tunnels. As tempted as he was to follow them, he knew Grissom would skin him alive if he left now.