Heroic Deeds

By Ayisha

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in the story. Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel characters belong to Joss Whedon. Smallville doesn't belong to me, either.

Chapter 5:

Metropolis, Kansas

"How is the treatment?" Lionel asked as he stared through the open glass window.

"It's going very well, Mr. Luthor." The doctor replied. "The patient is being very cooperative."

"Good." He watched the girl walked through the garden. "What about her identifications?"

There was a pause. "It's being taken care of, Mr. Luthor."

"Do I sense a certain hesitation, doctor?"

"I have to tell you the truth. The girl has temporary amnesia."

"And what does that mean?"

The doctor took a deep breath. "Sooner or later, she would remember everything that happened."

"Then we just have to do something about that, won't we?"

The doctor gulped. Then he nodded slowly. "I guess so, Mr. Luthor."

"I'm glad that's understood." Lionel turned around. "What did you name her?"

The doctor took a deep breath. "We named her Angelica McGregor, Mr. Luthor."

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Angelica. Buffy ran the name in her head. Angelica McGregor. That was the name given to her. The name she would be called from that day forward.

She picked up a flower and held it. She wanted to remember what happened. Needed to remember. The doctor said it would only take a matter of time.

She had a feeling it would take forever.

Buffy had her instincts. And her instinct was telling her not to trust the people who were taking care of her.

Buffy closed her eyes. If she tried really hard, she could see names and images flashing through her mind.

Sunnydale. Hellmouth. Slayer.

"Angelica?"

The minute she opened her eyes, her mind went blank. All of the memories faded away. Try as she might, she couldn't bring them back. She couldn't remember.

"Is something wrong?" Annie asked. After one month of taking care of her, the girl became like a daughter to her.

It broke her heart to see the girl try to remember everything yet to no avail. Annie felt helpless.

Buffy took a deep breath. She shook her head. "No, nothing's wrong." She smiled. "You don't need to worry about me, Annie."

Annie nodded. "I know. But I can't help it." She looked towards the open-glass window. "Mr. Luthor wants to talk to you, Angelica."

"I see." Buffy started to walk with Annie in tow. "Can I ask you something, Annie?"

"Sure."

"Why did you name me Angelica?"

Annie stopped walking then turned to look at her. "Because you kept calling out the name Angel in your sleep."

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"Angelica. Have a seat." Lionel said.

She did as she was asked. After a month of knowing him, she knew that Lionel Luthor wasn't the kind of man to be trusted. But since he was the one paying for her treatment, she should be grateful.

She imagined that Lionel was expecting her to be. She really had to be careful around him.

"How are you?" Lionel asked.

"I'm feeling fine, Mr. Luthor."

"Lionel. Call me Lionel."

She nodded. "Why did you want to talk to me, Lionel?"

Lionel had to smile. If there was one thing about the girl, he knew she had wit. Beauty and brains. A very interesting combination.

One he could use to his advantage.

"Did I ever tell you I had a son?"