Perfect Imbalance 2: The Mystery of the Immortal

Disclaimer: Okay, I own nothing of or relating to "Angel" or Oscar Wilde's novels (because of brief mentioning) so be nice and don't steal whatever is original in the story that's mine (and don't act stupid, because you know what it is)

Author's Note: DAMN IT FEELS GOOD TO BE BACK!!! (stretches) Ah! That feels better after three and a half hours in a cramped Honda Civic! Anyways, thanks to all that have encouraged the writing since the last chapter and stayed patient throughout my vacation! Now, since I haven't been on a computer in two weeks, (there's a writer's hell) please forgive me if I have had an unusual amount of errors than usual okie dokie now? Thank you again! So now…..GO READ THE REST DAMMIT!!

Krisian Rose- Your opinion DOES mean a lot to me. Welp, about my names, I come up with them in different ways. If you know yer periodic table of elements, (which, even I'll admit, I don't) you'll find that Ni is short for nickel, as in the element. And Sair and Isan just pop into my head as they come. I love my names, that's why I wish for no one to steal them!!!!!

Hei-Rulez- (sorry if I screwed up your name, I'm going off of memory, which is short to begin with) I do appreciate yer wonderful Hugh Jackman mentioning of the shirt off scene (whoo!) But I meant the actual movie, not the anime, (which I have yet to see) Is it any good?

Imzadi- Yeah, I DEFINITELY think Angel and Spike would be pissed off if Sair fell for Lindsey. ESPECIALLY Spike. But I dunno about bringing him in yet, I'll be honest, I haven't really thought about it, but I'll take it into consideration!

Ch.2

Sair stood at the baggage claim and looked at her watch for an eighth time. 3:15 A.M.

She was quite used to Spike never usually being punctual, but it was never this severe, she was beginning to worry.

The young immortal sighed as she saw her bag pass around the corner of the revolving luggage carrier for the eleventh time and finally hefted it up and off of it.

'Why isn't he here?' she thought, 'I know I told him the right time that I was coming….'

"Oh hey! It's you!" a voice sounded from a little ways behind the young immortal.

Mistaking it to be Spike, Sair whipped around to see the teenager that she met on the flight, Isan.

Her small smile faded a bit, "Oh! Hey…"

The teen looked around, "Waitin' for somebody?"

"Uh, yeah," Sair explained a little, "He's late."

"Oh, that sucks," Isan remarked sincerely as he found his bag among the scarce one that remained and picked it off of the revolving mechanism.

"Yeah, just a bit," the young immortal replied.

Isan slowly approached her, his duffel bag strap on his right shoulder, "Um…do you need a ride or something?"

Coupled with worry and the knowledge that whoever this kid was, couldn't hurt her, Sair decided.

"Sure, if it's not too much to ask," she accepted politely.

A smile crossed the boy's face, "Of course not, I'd be honored."

The young immortal let out a small laugh.

"Uh, this way," Isan said as he pointed to the far gates that led to the garage, "My car's waiting for me there."

"Alright," Sair said as she followed him closely, not one bit afraid of who this kid who'd she barely met could be capable of. She was more worried about something else….

Spike.

They soon reached the right part of the underground parking lot where Isan's car was. The whole place was dark, empty, and pretty quiet despite the roar of airplane engines in the not so far distance.

Sair eyed the teenager's transportation, it was a simple Honda Civic that was midnight blue and pretty recent in the year purchased. It was brand new, she found out when she got in, because it even had the dealership smell in it.

Isan slid into the driver's seat, turning on the engine and adjusting little things to accommodate him.

"So," he began, "Where do you need to go?"

"Um," Sair stumbled for a minute, what would this guy think if she said she needed to go to a law firm that was run by supernatural creatures?

But then she remembered, that wasn't the public face of the company and he would have probably thought nothing of it.

"A law firm. Maybe you've heard of it? It's called Wolfram & Hart," the young immortal said easily.

Her assumption was right, the teenager thought nothing of it.

"Oh, I've been there before," Isan told her as he pulled out of the parking lot and went down the seemingly endless concrete spiral that led to the parking payoff machines, "They've got real good lawyers down there."

"Um, do you need me to tell you where it is?" Sair asked politely as they reached the meters and Isan paid off the small man that sat in the booth.

"No, I know where it is," the teenager said with a smile as the small protective piece of wood that regulated the cars went up, letting them through, "And you're in luck, it's not too far from here."

"Lucky me," the young immortal smiled as they sped off into the darkness of the early morning.

"Here, try this," Fred told Angel as she gave him a small vial of blood and turned around to her computer.

Angel sighed, this was the fifth sample that he was forced to try. For the past two weeks, the young scientist had been trying to figure out a blood mixture that carried the some vitality that human blood gave vampires, but with it being the blood of vermin.

"Alright," Angel said as he down the blood quickly, only to spit it out to the right side.

Fred sighed, "No good?"

The older vampire shook his head fiercely, "I'm afraid so….bleh, that's got a pretty bad aftertaste too…"

"I'm sorry…" the young scientist as she turned to the computer, "It's just that I want this formula to work but it's the mix that's the problem. I know the original formula but to mix the two without it being a total mess up….ugh, this is harder than I thought it would be."

"It's alright Fred," Angel said as he put away the empty vial, "You'll get it soon, you always do."

The scientist smiled, "Thanks."

"Alright. Well, call me if you have another one for me to try okay?" the older vampire said as he turned towards the stairs.

"Will do," Fred replied as she turned back to her computer to find a viable formula for her creation.

The older vampire walked up the stairs and looked at the clock above the elevators. 4:00 A.M.

'Shouldn't Spike be back by now?' Angel thought.

He didn't see Spike ever since he left for the lab so he just assumed the vampire had left, but it didn't take too long to get to the airport and back.

'Maybe he just took her to his place,' Angel thought as he turned to Harmony, who sat at her desk doodling as usual.

"Angel!" she said startled as she put away her scribbles and pretended to be involved in something relevant to work.

The older vampire waved his hand dismissively, "Don't worry Harmony, I pretty much figured you were doing nothing…"

"Oh…" she said as she took back out her drawings, "Okay."

"I was wondering, did you see Spike leave or come back here?" Angel asked her a bit quietly.

The vampire shook her head in a childlike way, "Nope, didn't see him at all."

"Hm," was his only reply. Where had Spike gone off too?

Just then, the elevator dinged, breaking the vampire's attention for a moment as he looked to see who was coming in. He was undoubtedly surprised when he saw Sair with some other kid that looked her age.

"Sair?" he said a bit bewildered.

"Yeah," she nodded as she answered and walked up to the older vampire, "Hey, do you know where Spike is?"

He shook his head, "No, I thought he went to go get you."

A look of worry crossed the young immortal's features, "He didn't."

"Well he's not here. Harmony says she hasn't seen him enter or leave," Angel told her.

"Then where is he?" Sair asked, almost afraid of the answer.

"You might want to check his office!" Harmony put in from her place at the desk.

The two looked at her for being rudely interrupted and she sank back down into her chair, "Sorry…."

"Let's go," Sair told Angel as she started sprinting up the stairs to the second floor. She had remembered where his office was from her last visit and hoped to heavens that it hadn't been changed in the past year.

Her hopes were answered, she rounded the corner and saw the door, still the same. Not decorated with little nametags or memorabilia that the other workers like to put on their doors. She didn't even care to turn the knob, instead she kicked it down with renewed strength.

In a shower of splintered wood, the door flew forward and landed a few feet from the threshold. The young immortal rushed in and her heart sank as she took in the contents of the room.

The desk was upturned and papers flew in every direction for three feet. The drawers were completely taken out and emptied, and the table light was smashed on the carpet. Then, straight in front of her, was a fully broken window. The 10x8 piece of glass were splintered as if something very large had been thrown through it, and stray shards lie about the opening in a tortured mosaic of a struggle.

And just at the foot of this broken window, was a small smear of blood.

Angel walked forward, bent down, and touched the small crimson dribble.

"It's Spike's," Sair said, still standing in the doorway.

"How do you know?" Angel asked.

"I just do," she said, "Taste it if you don't believe me."

Angel did so, all of the fights he had had prior with the blond vampire and the taste of one another's blood told him. It was undoubtedly Spike's.

The older vampire stood up and looked all the way down through the open window. There was nothing but shards of glass on the cement below.

"He didn't fall," he said, almost disappointed, then he looked around the room, "I don't see any ashes."

"He was taken," Sair said, still staring numbly at the smear of blood, "Someone came and took him."

"That's impossible," Angel said, "No one could've gotten in cleanly and gotten out as well."

"Is it so impossible?" was the young immortal's reply, and this silenced the vampire, "We need to find him. Fast. God knows what kind of danger he's in."

Angel nodded in agreement.

Author's Note: MWHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHHAHA!!!!…….ha.…….ha……haha….okay, I'm done now. Figured I give you another cliffy cause it pisses people off and I seem to be really good at them as of recent. I think it's pretty good since I hadn't written anything in two weeks, don't you? Anyways, no Spike in this chapter. (I'm sorry Spike fans) But never fear, he will be in the next one! Oh crap! I just gave something away! DAMMIT!!! Anyways, reviews are GREATLY appreciated and if you don't, you'll make me sad…..L Alrighty, off to do the other chapter. HIHO PLATINUM! AWAY! Heehee( you know, instead of silver, you know…ah forget it)