This is a pretty long chapter and there is a lot going on with both CSI and Angel, but now the two teams are really going to start working together. The fun is just beginning. And as a reminder to everyone, I still do not own any of the characters or either show.
The Meeting
Grissom was in the large conference room waiting for everyone to arrive. He didn't sleep very well so he decided to come in early. Nick was the next to arrive. Nick took a seat next to Grissom, who was sitting at the end of the long table.
"Sleep well?" Grissom asked Nick. Nick didn't look well-rested.
"A little, I wouldn't say well, but I got a few winks in."
After a few moments of uncomfortable silence Nick spoke, "So, what did you think of that Spike character?"
"Well, I really don't know Nick. I mean he seemed okay…for a vampire at least."
"Yeah, that's what I was thinking.. But I still don't know if I trust these guys, especially since we don't know a thing about them."
"Well if you have any questions just ask me," said a voice from the doorway.
Nick and Grissom turned to see who the voice belonged to. It was Kate. She walked over to the table and sat down opposite of Nick. Grissom regarded her with a nod.
"Detective Lockley, how was your day?" Grissom asked politely.
"Good, Angel and I had a good talk, I think things are going to go well for us."
"Us?" Nick asked, trying to mask his jealousy. "So are you two…an item."
"No," Kate said determined to make a point. "Angel and I are just friends, that's all we have ever been. What I meant by us, is us the group. Look, I've known Angel for quite sometime. He's a good guy. Sure he's a vampire, and for a while even I didn't trust him. But I've seen his heart. I've seen what he has gone through and sacrificed to help people. You can trust him, and the rest of his team, I promise."
Nick and Grissom nodded at Kate's declaration. Before anyone could say anything Catherine walked in, followed by Sara, then Warrick. Not one of them looked well rested. A few moments later Brass and the Sheriff walked in. The door opened again as Detective Vega and Sergeant O'Riley and a few other cops walked in. They were soon joined by Dr. Al Robbins and David from the corner's office. Archie was the last to join them as he wheeled in a TV/VCR cart.
"Hey Grissom, you wanted me to show this before the meeting stopped right?"
"Yeah, thanks Archie." Grissom turned to address the group, " I want to thank everyone for coming, I know most of you have heard about the strange things going on the last few weeks. And I know you heard about the attacks last night. This is the security tapes from both the roller coaster attack, and the attack in the hallway. We think we are dealing with supernatural…well, we believe these are actual vampires. I know that is hard to believe, so I wanted you all to see the tapes for yourself. Arch, go ahead and roll it."
Archie hit the play buttons and the scenes from the previous nights events filled the screen. Everyone sat in utter silence. With each passing moment more and more tension filled the room. When the tape was over the room was dead silent. Then Dr. Robbins broke the silence.
"Grissom, is this stuff for real?"
"Doc, I picked up the dust with my own hands, felt it. Had I not done that, I wouldn't have known for sure, yes, this is real."
"And these guys, the vampires? They are good guys?" David asked timidly.
"As far as we know. Detective Lockley has known the bigger one, Angel, for quite a few years. She says we can trust them. That they are some sort of superheroes."
"Except without the capes." Kate's joke fell flat in this humorless room.
The Sheriff addressed Grissom, "Well Gil, where are these 'superheroes'?
"They'll be here soon. The sun is going down now. Just everyone remember to keep an open mind."
Kate spoke up, "If Angel says there is trouble coming, you would be wise to believe him. This man has seen a lot."
"Well duh, he is like 250 years old!" called a voice from the doorway. Everyone turned to see a brunette woman walking in through the door.
"Cordelia, how nice to see you," Kate greeted Cordy.
"Kate, nice to see you too. Tell me, did you have a nice time with my boyfriend this morning?" Cordelia said pointedly. Nick wasn't the only person who had a hard time hiding jealous feelings.
"Cordelia, we needed to catch up. We just talked, it's no big deal. By the way, you look great…can hardly tell you gave birth to an evil demon goddess who tried to take over the world." Kate answered cattily. Cordelia chose to ignore Kate's snide remark.
"Is Mr. Grissom here?" Grissom stood up and offered Cordelia his hand. She walked over and shook it. "I'm Cordelia Chase, we spoke on the phone. I'm the office manager for Angel Investigations. I just came a little early to get things set up."
"Um excuse me, get what things set up?" Grissom asked.
"Our presentation. Mr. Grissom, I assure you, we are not some fly-by-night operation. Angel Investigations has been around for a few years. You don't avert numerous apocalypses and ancient prophecies and not have a power point presentations to show for it. Okay, then, can I get everyone's name?"
"Miss Chase, I'm Sheriff Atwater."
"Captain Jim Brass, LVPD."
"Nick Stokes, CSI." Cordelia stopped infront of Nick.
"Oh, are you the cute Texan Fred was telling me about?" Nick blushed at Fred's assessment of him.
Grissom interrupted, "Excuse me, Fred? As in Fred Burkle our new DNA tech?"
"Oh crap, I forgot you didn't know she works for us." Cordelia explained hurriedly, "Fred got the job here as an undercover assignment. We needed to find out what was going on with your department and what you knew about the victims. So, anyhow…yeah, on with the introductions."
"Catherine Willows, CSI."
"Warrick Brown, CSI." The introductions stopped and everyone looked the empty chair next to Warrick. "Hey anyone seen Greg?" he asked.
"No, I'll try calling him." But before Grissom could even dial the phone Angel, Spike, Gunn, Wesley, Fred, Lorne, and Harmony all walked through the door. Everyone stared at Lorne, with his green face and red horns.
"What the hell is that?" Warrick basically voiced everyone's thoughts.
"Excuse me, rude much? I thought I was in Vegas not Paris!" The green demon snapped back.
"Oh, sorry but…" Warrick started to apologize, then reconsidered. "Wait a minute a green guy walks through the door and I'm apologizing. That ain't right, what are you?"
"I'm an empathy demon…and a multi-talented entertainer to boot!" Lorne huffed. He turned to Angel, "Angelcakes, remember those good old days when I ran a quiet, peaceful little nightclub and then you destroyed it and dragged me out to fight this never-ending war against evil." Angel nodded. "Remind me to stake you for that." Angel just shook his head.
Angel turned to address the group of CSIs and law enforcers gathered around the table.
"For those of you who haven't met me, my name is Angel. You've already met Cordelia, and I believe a few of you know Spike, Gunn, and Wesley. The green guy is Lorne, be nice to him, he can read you auras. And last and definitely least is Harmony. Harmony is also a vampire, but she doesn't have soul. She is evil but she won't hurt you, because she knows of she does, she will be dusted."
Sheriff Atwater spoke up, "So let me get this straight. There are three vampires, and an em-emp-"
"Empathy Demon. Sheesh, not that hard." Lorne scoffed.
"Okay, empathy demon. So you four," he motioned to Fred, Gunn, Wes, and Cordelia, "are the only humans?"
Cordelia answered, "Well, technically I'm part demon as well, and then I was a goddess for a while, but that didn't work out."
"Okay, so you three are human, just human right?" They all nodded. Then Fred spoke up.
"Ooohh…my body was taken over by a demon goddess for awhile, while the Senior Partners held my soul hostage. But the gang rescued me and I was given my body back."
Everyone sitting at the table was thoroughly confused. No one even knew what kind of questions to ask.
"Okay, so maybe we should get on with the presentation." Cordy offered as she projected her power point presentation on the screen at one end of the room. "Can someone get the lights?"
Fred was about to dim the lights when the door flew open and Greg crashed into her. Fred fell to the floor.
"Oh, excuse me!" He exclaimed breathlessly. "Here, let me help you." Greg pulled Fred up off the floor as Wesley rushed over to see if Fred was alright.
"Are you okay darling?"
"I'm fine Wesley. I'm not made out of glass you know." Wesley had been a little over protective of Fred since he got her back and it was beginning to get on Fred's nerves. But she knew Wes loved her and didn't want to lose her again.
"Greg! Where the hell have you been?" Grissom demanded.
"Sorry Griss, I had something really important to do."
"More important than your job? Than this?" Grissom cried incredulously.
"Well, it's actually related to this. Everyone this is…" Greg paused and noticed no one was behind him. He reached through the half shut doorway and grabbed something. "Come on everyone's waiting." He pulled in a short, thin, well-dressed, blond figure through the doorway. "Everyone, this is my cousin…"
"Andrew?!" Spike and Angel yelled in unison. "Oh bloody hell!" Spike added.
"Hey, I remember you," Cordelia said. "You were a real geek in high school, hung out with that Jonathan kid right? Didn't you guys become evil and try to take over the world and stuff?"
Andrew grew uncomfortable at his past being brought up. "Yes, well, anyways, that is the past. Now I'm a highly respected member of the Watcher's Council. I fight evil now."
"Oh yeah right, when you're not busy stabbing us in the back!" Angel was irate that someone from the Watcher's Council would dare interfere with their mission. Angel got right in Andrew's face, "You know, Andrew, now there are slayers around to protect you."
Greg jumped in front of a cowering Andrew.
"Hey, I don't know what your problem is but this is my cousin so back off!"
"Oh relax, I wouldn't hurt the little weasel."
Andrew hugged Greg for sticking up for him as he squealed, "Oh you do care about me!"
"Get off of me! Greg demanded as he pushed Andrew away, "How do you know these guys?"
"This little ponce screwed us over a while back." Spike explained.
"Spike, don't be like that," Andrew whined. "You and I have a much deeper, richer history. I mean we saved the world together and everything."
"Sure, I burned to death destroying hell and you let Anya get herself killed for you. Yeah, we really banded together on that one."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa…would everyone shut up for a minute?!" Grissom didn't even realize he was yelling. The room fell silent; the CSI team wasn't used to Grissom yelling. "Greg, what is going on? Do you know something we don't?"
"No, I don't," he answered, "but Andrew might. I mean, yesterday when we watched the interrogation The British guy over there mentioned the Watcher's Council. Well last year at Thanksgiving Andrew was bragging about training with the Watcher's Council in England. I just put two and two together."
"Andrew! You should know better then that. You're role as a watcher is highly confidential." Wesley scolded.
"Oh that's rich, coming from the guy who was fired from the Watcher's Council."
"Alright, so Greg, you called Andrew…well Andrew why did you come all the way here? And so quickly?"
"Um, well, Mr. Giles, the head of the Watcher's Council..."
"Giles is head of the council now?" Wesley interrupted. "He couldn't keep Buffy in line, how on earth will he keep an entire army of Slayers in line."
Grissom sighed, "Mr. Wyndham-Pryce, would you please let him finish?" Wesley sheepishly nodded.
"Andrew, go on."
"As I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted by this mere demon hunter, Mr. Giles thought it would be best if I came and gave expert advice in your new fight against evil. Plus I have some highly confidential Watcher business to attend to."
Angel was furious at this point. "Mr. Grissom, I have been fighting evil for a lot longer then this little pencil pusher, I really don't want to issue ultimatums here, but if you want to work with this back-stabbing little putz you'll have to do it without me and my team."
Grissom was getting very frustrated. "Look, I don't know what we want."
"I do! I know what we want!" This time it was the Sheriff interrupting. "We want to know what the hell is going on. Ms. Chase, would you please continue with your presentation. Afterwards, Mr. Grissom, Captain Brass, and I will discuss our next steps. At this point I'm really not apt to entangle the mayor in all of this."
"Oh thank god, the last time we had to deal with a mayor was at our high school graduation. He turned into a giant demon snake and we had to blow him up." Cordelia stopped when she realized everyone was staring at her like a crazy person. "Okay, yes, our presentation."
The next hour and a half was spent looking at pictures of various vampires and demons. Cordelia gave a brief history of Angel Investigations. Spike and Angel explained the history of vampires. It was at this point Sara ran from the room to throw up. Wesley explained what a hell mouth was and where he believed this one was opening up. Fred explained physics principles and other dimensions. Gunn, Angel, and Spike went over weaponry and fighting techniques. They passed out stakes, bottles of holy water and crucifixes with "Angel Investigations" carved on them. It was a marketing ploy Cordelia and Harmony came up with. Harmony had taken notes the whole time. She also was used in the fighting demonstrations, as no one really cared if she got hurt. When all this was done Angel asked if anyone had questions. Everyone in the room raised their hand.
"Oh boy, this could take a while." Angel started to call on people when Grissom got a page. He left the room to answer it. Angel was explaining to Catherine that garlic deterring a vampire was just a myth when Grissom walked back into the room.
"Sorry folks, but we got a DB to check out. Warrick, you're with me on this. Angel, Gunn, looks like we might need you on this case as well."
"Sure, whatever you need." Angel turned to Cordelia, "Can you finish up here and I'll see you back at the office." He started to turn when Cordelia grabbed his arm.
"Hey, be careful okay? I love you." Angel nodded and touched her face.
"I love you too," he whispered.
Grissom asked Catherine to hand out assignments after Cordelia had finished up. The sheriff and Brass went with Grissom as well. They wanted to discuss their next move and see the crime scene first hand.
The Meeting
Grissom was in the large conference room waiting for everyone to arrive. He didn't sleep very well so he decided to come in early. Nick was the next to arrive. Nick took a seat next to Grissom, who was sitting at the end of the long table.
"Sleep well?" Grissom asked Nick. Nick didn't look well-rested.
"A little, I wouldn't say well, but I got a few winks in."
After a few moments of uncomfortable silence Nick spoke, "So, what did you think of that Spike character?"
"Well, I really don't know Nick. I mean he seemed okay…for a vampire at least."
"Yeah, that's what I was thinking.. But I still don't know if I trust these guys, especially since we don't know a thing about them."
"Well if you have any questions just ask me," said a voice from the doorway.
Nick and Grissom turned to see who the voice belonged to. It was Kate. She walked over to the table and sat down opposite of Nick. Grissom regarded her with a nod.
"Detective Lockley, how was your day?" Grissom asked politely.
"Good, Angel and I had a good talk, I think things are going to go well for us."
"Us?" Nick asked, trying to mask his jealousy. "So are you two…an item."
"No," Kate said determined to make a point. "Angel and I are just friends, that's all we have ever been. What I meant by us, is us the group. Look, I've known Angel for quite sometime. He's a good guy. Sure he's a vampire, and for a while even I didn't trust him. But I've seen his heart. I've seen what he has gone through and sacrificed to help people. You can trust him, and the rest of his team, I promise."
Nick and Grissom nodded at Kate's declaration. Before anyone could say anything Catherine walked in, followed by Sara, then Warrick. Not one of them looked well rested. A few moments later Brass and the Sheriff walked in. The door opened again as Detective Vega and Sergeant O'Riley and a few other cops walked in. They were soon joined by Dr. Al Robbins and David from the corner's office. Archie was the last to join them as he wheeled in a TV/VCR cart.
"Hey Grissom, you wanted me to show this before the meeting stopped right?"
"Yeah, thanks Archie." Grissom turned to address the group, " I want to thank everyone for coming, I know most of you have heard about the strange things going on the last few weeks. And I know you heard about the attacks last night. This is the security tapes from both the roller coaster attack, and the attack in the hallway. We think we are dealing with supernatural…well, we believe these are actual vampires. I know that is hard to believe, so I wanted you all to see the tapes for yourself. Arch, go ahead and roll it."
Archie hit the play buttons and the scenes from the previous nights events filled the screen. Everyone sat in utter silence. With each passing moment more and more tension filled the room. When the tape was over the room was dead silent. Then Dr. Robbins broke the silence.
"Grissom, is this stuff for real?"
"Doc, I picked up the dust with my own hands, felt it. Had I not done that, I wouldn't have known for sure, yes, this is real."
"And these guys, the vampires? They are good guys?" David asked timidly.
"As far as we know. Detective Lockley has known the bigger one, Angel, for quite a few years. She says we can trust them. That they are some sort of superheroes."
"Except without the capes." Kate's joke fell flat in this humorless room.
The Sheriff addressed Grissom, "Well Gil, where are these 'superheroes'?
"They'll be here soon. The sun is going down now. Just everyone remember to keep an open mind."
Kate spoke up, "If Angel says there is trouble coming, you would be wise to believe him. This man has seen a lot."
"Well duh, he is like 250 years old!" called a voice from the doorway. Everyone turned to see a brunette woman walking in through the door.
"Cordelia, how nice to see you," Kate greeted Cordy.
"Kate, nice to see you too. Tell me, did you have a nice time with my boyfriend this morning?" Cordelia said pointedly. Nick wasn't the only person who had a hard time hiding jealous feelings.
"Cordelia, we needed to catch up. We just talked, it's no big deal. By the way, you look great…can hardly tell you gave birth to an evil demon goddess who tried to take over the world." Kate answered cattily. Cordelia chose to ignore Kate's snide remark.
"Is Mr. Grissom here?" Grissom stood up and offered Cordelia his hand. She walked over and shook it. "I'm Cordelia Chase, we spoke on the phone. I'm the office manager for Angel Investigations. I just came a little early to get things set up."
"Um excuse me, get what things set up?" Grissom asked.
"Our presentation. Mr. Grissom, I assure you, we are not some fly-by-night operation. Angel Investigations has been around for a few years. You don't avert numerous apocalypses and ancient prophecies and not have a power point presentations to show for it. Okay, then, can I get everyone's name?"
"Miss Chase, I'm Sheriff Atwater."
"Captain Jim Brass, LVPD."
"Nick Stokes, CSI." Cordelia stopped infront of Nick.
"Oh, are you the cute Texan Fred was telling me about?" Nick blushed at Fred's assessment of him.
Grissom interrupted, "Excuse me, Fred? As in Fred Burkle our new DNA tech?"
"Oh crap, I forgot you didn't know she works for us." Cordelia explained hurriedly, "Fred got the job here as an undercover assignment. We needed to find out what was going on with your department and what you knew about the victims. So, anyhow…yeah, on with the introductions."
"Catherine Willows, CSI."
"Warrick Brown, CSI." The introductions stopped and everyone looked the empty chair next to Warrick. "Hey anyone seen Greg?" he asked.
"No, I'll try calling him." But before Grissom could even dial the phone Angel, Spike, Gunn, Wesley, Fred, Lorne, and Harmony all walked through the door. Everyone stared at Lorne, with his green face and red horns.
"What the hell is that?" Warrick basically voiced everyone's thoughts.
"Excuse me, rude much? I thought I was in Vegas not Paris!" The green demon snapped back.
"Oh, sorry but…" Warrick started to apologize, then reconsidered. "Wait a minute a green guy walks through the door and I'm apologizing. That ain't right, what are you?"
"I'm an empathy demon…and a multi-talented entertainer to boot!" Lorne huffed. He turned to Angel, "Angelcakes, remember those good old days when I ran a quiet, peaceful little nightclub and then you destroyed it and dragged me out to fight this never-ending war against evil." Angel nodded. "Remind me to stake you for that." Angel just shook his head.
Angel turned to address the group of CSIs and law enforcers gathered around the table.
"For those of you who haven't met me, my name is Angel. You've already met Cordelia, and I believe a few of you know Spike, Gunn, and Wesley. The green guy is Lorne, be nice to him, he can read you auras. And last and definitely least is Harmony. Harmony is also a vampire, but she doesn't have soul. She is evil but she won't hurt you, because she knows of she does, she will be dusted."
Sheriff Atwater spoke up, "So let me get this straight. There are three vampires, and an em-emp-"
"Empathy Demon. Sheesh, not that hard." Lorne scoffed.
"Okay, empathy demon. So you four," he motioned to Fred, Gunn, Wes, and Cordelia, "are the only humans?"
Cordelia answered, "Well, technically I'm part demon as well, and then I was a goddess for a while, but that didn't work out."
"Okay, so you three are human, just human right?" They all nodded. Then Fred spoke up.
"Ooohh…my body was taken over by a demon goddess for awhile, while the Senior Partners held my soul hostage. But the gang rescued me and I was given my body back."
Everyone sitting at the table was thoroughly confused. No one even knew what kind of questions to ask.
"Okay, so maybe we should get on with the presentation." Cordy offered as she projected her power point presentation on the screen at one end of the room. "Can someone get the lights?"
Fred was about to dim the lights when the door flew open and Greg crashed into her. Fred fell to the floor.
"Oh, excuse me!" He exclaimed breathlessly. "Here, let me help you." Greg pulled Fred up off the floor as Wesley rushed over to see if Fred was alright.
"Are you okay darling?"
"I'm fine Wesley. I'm not made out of glass you know." Wesley had been a little over protective of Fred since he got her back and it was beginning to get on Fred's nerves. But she knew Wes loved her and didn't want to lose her again.
"Greg! Where the hell have you been?" Grissom demanded.
"Sorry Griss, I had something really important to do."
"More important than your job? Than this?" Grissom cried incredulously.
"Well, it's actually related to this. Everyone this is…" Greg paused and noticed no one was behind him. He reached through the half shut doorway and grabbed something. "Come on everyone's waiting." He pulled in a short, thin, well-dressed, blond figure through the doorway. "Everyone, this is my cousin…"
"Andrew?!" Spike and Angel yelled in unison. "Oh bloody hell!" Spike added.
"Hey, I remember you," Cordelia said. "You were a real geek in high school, hung out with that Jonathan kid right? Didn't you guys become evil and try to take over the world and stuff?"
Andrew grew uncomfortable at his past being brought up. "Yes, well, anyways, that is the past. Now I'm a highly respected member of the Watcher's Council. I fight evil now."
"Oh yeah right, when you're not busy stabbing us in the back!" Angel was irate that someone from the Watcher's Council would dare interfere with their mission. Angel got right in Andrew's face, "You know, Andrew, now there are slayers around to protect you."
Greg jumped in front of a cowering Andrew.
"Hey, I don't know what your problem is but this is my cousin so back off!"
"Oh relax, I wouldn't hurt the little weasel."
Andrew hugged Greg for sticking up for him as he squealed, "Oh you do care about me!"
"Get off of me! Greg demanded as he pushed Andrew away, "How do you know these guys?"
"This little ponce screwed us over a while back." Spike explained.
"Spike, don't be like that," Andrew whined. "You and I have a much deeper, richer history. I mean we saved the world together and everything."
"Sure, I burned to death destroying hell and you let Anya get herself killed for you. Yeah, we really banded together on that one."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa…would everyone shut up for a minute?!" Grissom didn't even realize he was yelling. The room fell silent; the CSI team wasn't used to Grissom yelling. "Greg, what is going on? Do you know something we don't?"
"No, I don't," he answered, "but Andrew might. I mean, yesterday when we watched the interrogation The British guy over there mentioned the Watcher's Council. Well last year at Thanksgiving Andrew was bragging about training with the Watcher's Council in England. I just put two and two together."
"Andrew! You should know better then that. You're role as a watcher is highly confidential." Wesley scolded.
"Oh that's rich, coming from the guy who was fired from the Watcher's Council."
"Alright, so Greg, you called Andrew…well Andrew why did you come all the way here? And so quickly?"
"Um, well, Mr. Giles, the head of the Watcher's Council..."
"Giles is head of the council now?" Wesley interrupted. "He couldn't keep Buffy in line, how on earth will he keep an entire army of Slayers in line."
Grissom sighed, "Mr. Wyndham-Pryce, would you please let him finish?" Wesley sheepishly nodded.
"Andrew, go on."
"As I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted by this mere demon hunter, Mr. Giles thought it would be best if I came and gave expert advice in your new fight against evil. Plus I have some highly confidential Watcher business to attend to."
Angel was furious at this point. "Mr. Grissom, I have been fighting evil for a lot longer then this little pencil pusher, I really don't want to issue ultimatums here, but if you want to work with this back-stabbing little putz you'll have to do it without me and my team."
Grissom was getting very frustrated. "Look, I don't know what we want."
"I do! I know what we want!" This time it was the Sheriff interrupting. "We want to know what the hell is going on. Ms. Chase, would you please continue with your presentation. Afterwards, Mr. Grissom, Captain Brass, and I will discuss our next steps. At this point I'm really not apt to entangle the mayor in all of this."
"Oh thank god, the last time we had to deal with a mayor was at our high school graduation. He turned into a giant demon snake and we had to blow him up." Cordelia stopped when she realized everyone was staring at her like a crazy person. "Okay, yes, our presentation."
The next hour and a half was spent looking at pictures of various vampires and demons. Cordelia gave a brief history of Angel Investigations. Spike and Angel explained the history of vampires. It was at this point Sara ran from the room to throw up. Wesley explained what a hell mouth was and where he believed this one was opening up. Fred explained physics principles and other dimensions. Gunn, Angel, and Spike went over weaponry and fighting techniques. They passed out stakes, bottles of holy water and crucifixes with "Angel Investigations" carved on them. It was a marketing ploy Cordelia and Harmony came up with. Harmony had taken notes the whole time. She also was used in the fighting demonstrations, as no one really cared if she got hurt. When all this was done Angel asked if anyone had questions. Everyone in the room raised their hand.
"Oh boy, this could take a while." Angel started to call on people when Grissom got a page. He left the room to answer it. Angel was explaining to Catherine that garlic deterring a vampire was just a myth when Grissom walked back into the room.
"Sorry folks, but we got a DB to check out. Warrick, you're with me on this. Angel, Gunn, looks like we might need you on this case as well."
"Sure, whatever you need." Angel turned to Cordelia, "Can you finish up here and I'll see you back at the office." He started to turn when Cordelia grabbed his arm.
"Hey, be careful okay? I love you." Angel nodded and touched her face.
"I love you too," he whispered.
Grissom asked Catherine to hand out assignments after Cordelia had finished up. The sheriff and Brass went with Grissom as well. They wanted to discuss their next move and see the crime scene first hand.