Chapter One

Kathy woke after her dream came to it's climax. She looked around her room, her stomach curling a bit. She hadn't had that dream sense the last time she'd seen Liam. But that had been well over two hundred years ago. She had heard of his death through the grapevine around a hundred years before, so the memory weighed hard and heavy to her.

Kathy stood and walked to her fridge, pulling out a blood bag and pouring it's contents into a mug. She then placed it in the microwave and started to heat it. She threw the empty bag away, pulling the mug out as the buzzer went off.

Carrying the mug with her, she opened the door to the entry way and grabbed the newspaper on the mat, the sun blocked by the many stairs that lead down to her home. She threw the paper to the kitchen table as she set her mug down next to and sat on the chair in front of her. She opened the paper on the table.

Mystery Deaths Mark Four Dead

"Did this happen last night?" Angel asked, looking up from the front page.

"Apparently. And I'm thinking vampires."

"I'll check it with Kate." He looked at the papers and scribbled down a note. "Take Wesley, check the crime scene and see if you can get any clues."

"But what if there's police?"

"Then check back until they're gone."

"And if they're not?"

"Take a lot of extremely long lunches."

"Well, it doesn't mean as much if you give your consent."

"Cordelia." Angel said warningly.

"Going." She turned and left the room.

Angel knocked on the door to Kate's office. As she looked up to the door she looked back down to her computer screen. He walked uneasily in, standing in front of the desk.

"What do you want, Angel?" She still didn't look up.

"I was hoping for info about the four --"

"Mysterious deaths in the newspaper?" She finished. "Now why would I tell you about that?" He went to answer when she continued. "Oh, wait, that's right. They were mysterious so Mr. Mystery has to investigate. No need. They're vampire attacks, I had the case forwarded to me. I'll take care of it."

"Kate, I want to help."

"'Help'?" she said, not believing her ears. "How are you going to help?"

"You don't understand."

"Oh I understand. Find, point, stake, poof, dust. I feel it's a fairly simple process."

"You know what I mean. This is what I have to do. Just leave it alone." She looked at him shocked. "Okay, I'm sorry I snapped."

"You can't help it. It's in you're nature." She stood, taking a file to the filing cabinet. "Now, I have a meeting on another case. So when I get back, you better not be here." With a turn to the door, she left.

"I don't think so Kate." He looked over her desk and after sorting through some files, found his 'four murder mystery'. Picking it up he straitened it out by banging it off the desk and turned, leaving Kate's office.