Chapter 7- The Call
"Angel Investigations, we help the hopeless."
rang a familiar voice.
"Cordy, hey. Is Angel there?"
"Oh, hi Buffy. Yeah, The Oh Mighty Brood is around here somewhere.
Hold on." The line was quiet for a few minutes.
"Buffy? Are you okay?" "Hi Angel. Yeah, I'm okay…but I do need your help."
"What's going on?" "It's Spike."
"What'd he do?!"
"Okay, you know how he got that government chip last year…"
"Yeah? Is it still working?"
"Yes, it works. It's just that, he has the chip, so he, um, lives in Sunnydale now. So he helps with patrol every once in awhile, because he can kill demons…" her voice was rushed, "So, he's kind of part of the gang now…and he's, there's something wrong with him. I went to his crypt today and he was all sweaty, he looked paler than normal, even for a vamp, he was coughing blood, and he doesn't know, but I felt is his head, and he is burning up."
"Well, he can't be getting sick. Vampires don't get sick…"
"Yeah, I think I read that in 'Fangs and Furry' magazine…"
Angel ignored her, "So…does he know you're calling me?" "Um…no."
"Okay, I'm coming down there, if anyone can find out what's wrong with that pain in the ass, it's me."
"Okay, thanks."
"No problem…It'll be good, anyway. Seeing everyone again."
"Yeah. Well, I guess I'll see you soon. Bye."
"Bye."
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