Authors Note: I'm so sorry but I can't write fight scenes. I hate to read them too so I didn't put any fighting into this really. Sorry again.

Chapter 5

Hello Lover

Frantically I wondered through the ever lasting darkened street. The moment Connor had confirmed that Angel was the vampire in question I had jumped from my chair walking determinedly through the bar, knocking Mike's advances aside on my way out.

Somewhere behind me I could hear Connor yelling at me to come back. So naturally I ignored him and kept walking. Angel was somewhere in this city, the last connection to my past was still out there somewhere and I was going to find him. Maybe he could give me some insight to what the hell was going on with me. But most of all I just wanted to see his face, to feel his arms wrap around me and tell me everything was going to be okay.

"Buffy what the hell do you think you're doing?" Connor snapped at me as he grabbed my arm, spinning me to face him.

"Finding Angel." I tried to pull out of his grasp but he just held on tighter. The kid definitely had a good grip.

"How do you even know Angel?"

"I just do! Now let go!" I shoved him as hard as I could and continued to walk.

"You don't even know where your going!" He shouted from his position on the ground.

Stopping I closed my eyes and opened up the part of me that has been shut down for years. Reaching out with all my senses I searched for him, the other half of my soul. The tingling was faint first, but the more I concentrated the stronger it became.

"Yes I do." I muttered back to him and turned down a dark alley.

The darkness seemed to overwhelm everything, swallowing it up into its depressing embrace. Putting my hands in front of me like a blind man I felt around for some sort of contact. My heart told me to go down here so I wasn't turning back no matter what. Brushing aside cobwebs from the dusty alley I saw a faint light above me. Looking up I noticed a small opening making me wonder how the hell I was suddenly underground. Obviously this wasn't an alleyway; it was probably an old left over sewer tunnel from back in the day.

Hoisting my self up I wriggled through the whole being greeted by the same darkness, but this time it was dotted with the occasional street lamp. Just like in the alley I woke up in, this one was covered in garbage and old newspapers.

Up ahead I heard voices which automatically caused me to freeze. So far my experience with outsiders hasn't been all that great so far so I was hesitant to advance any further at the moment. Faint sounds of harsh whispers reached my ears, but I couldn't make out the voices yet. That was until the yelling started that is.

"Fuck you!"

"Kiss your mother with that mouth?" I froze. That voice was so gut wrenchingly familiar.

"Now Angelus, why on earth did you go and do that for." Someone said as I started creeping forward through the alley.

"Names Angel."

"What's in a name?"

"You going to start reciting poetry on me now? I thought Leon's lackeys were smart?" A bone crunching sound ringed through the air, followed by a few chuckling.

"Come on Charlie, I know you got more in you than that." Angel said.

Peering around the corner I saw him and I couldn't help but smile. It was the same old Angel, dark pants followed by a dark shirt, and of course it was all topped off by the infamous black leather coat. A small smiled played on his lips as he spit blood to the ground. Cocky as ever I see.

"Oh I'm just getting started. The real pain has yet to begin." The vamp said. There were over a dozen of them circled around Angel. Some held crow bars while others simply popped there knuckles in anticipation.

"So why are we still talking then?" Angel was the one to throw the next punch, hitting the vamp square in the jaw. That's when all hell broke loose. All at once the vampires came at him from all sides hitting and kicking like madmen. Yet Angel didn't seem to be worried. My heart nearly stopped at his graceful movement. Kick, hit, stake. His moves were still familiar to me after all these years, but I was almost positive that he had gotten stronger. For anyone to still be standing with all the vamps surrounding him was a miracle in it's own.

"Oh shit." Connor said as he ran up behind me watching Angel take three vamps out all at once. I had been so entranced at seeing him again that I hadn't even heard Connor's approach. Without a moments thought Connor rushed head long into battle staking two vamps almost immediately.

That's when I noticed how much Connor's movements were like Angels. The two of them fought almost identically, spinning and kicking in such a way that I had only seen one of them do before.

Shrugging it off I stepped in myself, grabbing a discarded stake that one of the dead vampires had once held. I could tell Angel was getting tired by the lagging uppercut he just gave. He already was a mass of cuts from the crowbars that now lay abandoned on the ground.

It felt so good to fight again. It was like a part of me was just waking up for the first time in forever. The movements came back to me with ease and before no time I had killed five of the remaining vamps. Looking over I saw Connor still engaged with a ugly lanky looking vampire over by one of the lamp posts, while Angel lay on the ground struggling with a vamp of his own on top of him. Without thinking I rushed over to him and jabbed the discarded piece of wood into the back of the monster watching as his ashes cascaded to the ground.

Hearing the whoosh of a vampires remains as Connor staked it, I turned to look at the eyes of the man below me. "It's been like three hundred years and I still have to bail you out of trouble." I smirked as his eyes grew wide. "What no kiss?"

Authors Note: Please review and tell me how I'm doing so far or what I could fix. Also a very special thanks for the wonderful comments and suggestions of emerald sorceress, without her I don't think I would have continued this story. But her review was very encouraging to hear. Thank you so much! LUV YA!