"Where is he?"
Angel stumbled backward and crashed into his desk from the force of Buffy's blow.
"How should I know? He hasn't hunted you down yet? I gave him your address and he took the company jet to Chicago weeks ago!"
"You gave him my address?!"
"Well, I figured I owed him at least that much. Your renegade Slayer cut off his hands and tortured him. I figured Andrew would have told you by now and he was long overdue for a visit."
Buffy pressed forward, her stake hovering above Angel's heart. Wesley reached inside his jacket for his .45, but Buffy's partner was there in an instant. She knocked him to the floor and disarmed him easily.
"Friend of yours?" Wesley asked.
He looked up at the girl who so quickly subdued him. She smiled grimly, daring him to make a move.
"He killed Dawn," Buffy seethed.
"Spike killed Dawn?" Angel asked incredulously.
"No not Spike. Quit playing dumb. Where is he?"
"Buffy, I don't know who, or what, you're talking about. Who killed Dawn?"
"Connor."
Angel inhaled deeply and looked worriedly in Wesley's direction.
"Get out," Angel said softly to Wesley and the young girl towering over him.
She shot a questioning glance in Buffy's direction and hauled Wesley to his feet at Buffy's nod of approval.
Wesley eyed her cautiously and extended his hand.
"Wesley Windham-Price. And you are?"
"They call me Strega."
"Nice to make your acquaintance," he replied.
She snorted in derision and pushed him towards the door.
"Angel? Are you..."
Angel nodded briefly as Wesley was herded toward the exit. Wes looked back apprehensively as Strega began to close the door.
"Angel, I'm not sure this is..."
"Shut up, Wesley."
Strega smiled briefly as she shut the door behind them.
End Chapter Five
Angel stumbled backward and crashed into his desk from the force of Buffy's blow.
"How should I know? He hasn't hunted you down yet? I gave him your address and he took the company jet to Chicago weeks ago!"
"You gave him my address?!"
"Well, I figured I owed him at least that much. Your renegade Slayer cut off his hands and tortured him. I figured Andrew would have told you by now and he was long overdue for a visit."
Buffy pressed forward, her stake hovering above Angel's heart. Wesley reached inside his jacket for his .45, but Buffy's partner was there in an instant. She knocked him to the floor and disarmed him easily.
"Friend of yours?" Wesley asked.
He looked up at the girl who so quickly subdued him. She smiled grimly, daring him to make a move.
"He killed Dawn," Buffy seethed.
"Spike killed Dawn?" Angel asked incredulously.
"No not Spike. Quit playing dumb. Where is he?"
"Buffy, I don't know who, or what, you're talking about. Who killed Dawn?"
"Connor."
Angel inhaled deeply and looked worriedly in Wesley's direction.
"Get out," Angel said softly to Wesley and the young girl towering over him.
She shot a questioning glance in Buffy's direction and hauled Wesley to his feet at Buffy's nod of approval.
Wesley eyed her cautiously and extended his hand.
"Wesley Windham-Price. And you are?"
"They call me Strega."
"Nice to make your acquaintance," he replied.
She snorted in derision and pushed him towards the door.
"Angel? Are you..."
Angel nodded briefly as Wesley was herded toward the exit. Wes looked back apprehensively as Strega began to close the door.
"Angel, I'm not sure this is..."
"Shut up, Wesley."
Strega smiled briefly as she shut the door behind them.
End Chapter Five