AN: Hey guys, hope this was quick enough for ya! Also I promise to get back to Dark Angel very soon. After I deal with some issues from Angel I'll skip ahead. I hope you all enjoy this. It's just another freaky idea I came up with on the spot. LOL Have fun!
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CH. 19 Gains Michael and Selene watched as Sonja grew at a fantastic pace. By the time she was three months old she was as advanced as a six month old human child. She was sitting up on her own and trying to crawl.
She was sitting on the floor watching her mother get ready to leave and chewing on a plastic toy. They were all heading to Wolfram and Hart for a meeting. Selene trusted no one but Angels crew to watch Sonja for her and Michael, and they would all be there so Sonja was tagging along.
Selene glanced at her daughter and smiled. She was so big. It was happening too fast. It seemed like the day before that she was born and now her daughter was trying to crawl.
"Michael did you get her things ready?" She called out. "They told us to hurry."
"I'm just putting some toys in here for her." Replied Michael.
Selene smiled down at the baby. "Ready to go?"
Sonja held out her arms to her mother. She knew very well where they were going and she wanted to see her uncle Spike!
Selene picked Sonja up and put her in the carseat. They didn't walk a lot anymore because it was too risky. Michael had confessed to seeing Kraven, and Selene wasn't giving the man a chance to hurt her child.
They arrived at the giant lawfirm fifteen minuets later, and were sent up to Angels office. When they got to the lobby, they saw Harmony sitting at her desk, fiddling with a nail file.
"Oh hi!" The ditzy blonde said. "You can go right in. They're waiting for you." She smiled and waved at Sonja. The baby turned her dark head and stared at Harmony.
Selene didn't blame her. She didn't trust the little twit either. She smiled at the blonde and followed Michael into Angels office.
Angel, Spike, Lorne and Gunn were sitting there tensely. No one was speaking.
"Is something wrong?" Asked Michael.
Sonja began wiggling at the sight of Spike. He was her favorite person in the world aside from her parents. Selene obliged and walked over to him so he could take her.
"Hi little love." Spike said sadly, smiling at the blue eyed baby in his arms. She smiled back and patted his cheeks with her tiny hands.
"Where are Wesley and Fred?" Asked Selene.
Looks were exchanged.
Selene didn't like where this was going. "Did something happen to them?" She was very fond of Fred, and had in fact made the young woman Sonjas Godmother. (Spike was her Godfather.)
"That's why we're here." Angel began. "This morning Fred got sick. She was talking to Wes and she just colloapsed. She was bleeding from her mouth. He's with her now."
"What happened? What made her sick?" Asked Michael.
"It's an ancient." Said Lorne quietly. "It's hollowing out her body. And when she dies, it will take over her body."
"How did this happen?" Asked Selene.
"We recieved an artifact the other day. Instead of putting it in quarantine, Fred decided to examine it, and she got infected." Said Angel.
"This is all my fault." Said Gunn. "I let that thing in here." Tears were running down his cheeks.
"Gunn, we talked about this already." Said Angel. "It wasn't your fault. You couldn't have known what was in that thing."
Even Sonja was quiet. She normally would have been squealing and laughing to be in Spikes' arms; but she sat quietly one hand in her mouth, the other fisted on Spikes lapel.
"We're running out of options." Said Angel. "I've already sent someone to the deeper well where the sarcophagus came from; but the only way to save her would kill thousands of other people."
"What if I turned her?" Selene asked before she could change her mind. "It would stop the process and save her."
Angel looked up. He had been hoping for this very thing. He couldn't turn Fred. He couldn't kill her and let a demon soul into her body. But if Selene turned Fred, her soul would remain.
"I'm not going to promise that it will work. Not everyone can withstand the change." Selene hastened to say. "She might still die."
"I think it's our only chance." Said Spike, who was mentally kicking himself for not thinking of it in the first place. He smiled down at Sonja. She gurgled back at him and began making vowel sounds.
Selene and Michael left Sonja with Spike, Gunn, and Lorne, and the rest of them went to Wesleys.
Wesley opened the door when they arrived. He was looking haggard and scared.
"She's in a lot of pain." He said quietly.
Selene waited while Angel explained what they wanted to do.
"It's up to her." Selene said. "I refuse to bite her unless she is willing."
"Let's go talk to her." Wesley led the way.
Selene had to suppress tears when she saw her friend. She looked terrible. She was lying in Wesleys bed, sweating and shaking. Her face was unbelievably gaunt and pale.
She smiled weakly when she saw them. "Hi. Did you g-guys c-come to say goodbye?"
"Never." Selene said. "We came to say hello." She sat on the edge of the bed and took Freds' hand. It was alarmingly cold. "Listen to me. I can help you; but only if you want me to."
"You mean turn me."' Fred said, coughing a little.
Selene nodded.
"Do it."
Selene leaned over and whispered to her. "I won't hurt you. Just be still." She hugged Fred and gently as she could, bit down into her neck. She drank only a small amount. Her friend had lost a lot of blood and would need what she had to survive the transformation.
She set Fred back against the pillows and covered her with a blanket. The virus would now be working it's way into her system.
"How long?" Asked Wesley.
"Soon." Selene replied. "We'll know if it worked or not in less than an hour."
Angel herded Wesley into the kitchen to make tea. Selene turned to Michael. "We'll need blood."
He nodded, "I'll go get some. I'll try to be back before..."
Selene looked down at her friend, who was unconsious. "I hope we did the right thing, Michael."
He hugged her quickly. "Either way, we did." He told her. He patted Freds hand and was gone.
Selene got a bowl of lukewarm water and a washcloth. She was wiping Freds' face when she noticed something strange happening.
"Angel!" She called over her shoulder.
The dark vampire was at her side in an instant. "Is she okay? What's wrong?"
"I don't know. He forehead is turnng blue. Look at it. Look! So is her hair!"
Wesley picked that moment to come in and he rushed over to the bed to see what was happening.
"Look at her hands!" He said. Her skin and nails were slowly turning an icy blue color to match her hair and forehead.
They were backing away from the bed, when Freds' eyes opened. The astonished human and two vampires were met with a pair of icy blue eyes.
"What's happening?" As Fred spoke, her lips were frosting over with a blue tinge.
"Fred?" Asked Wesley hopefully.
"What?" She asked. "Wes, what's happening? I feel strange."
"I don't know." Said Wesley. "What happened?" He asked Selene angrily. "What did you do to her?"
"Nothing!" Selene replied, just as angrily.
"Easy." Said Angel. "Maybe it has to do with the ancient."
Michael returned with the blood packets and was equally astonished at what he saw. Fred got up and took the paper bag from his hands. She took out a blood packet and bit into it, not bothering to wait for a cup.
Selene noticed her fangs were normal as she drank. She seemed to be orienting herself as she replenished her energy. She drank all the clone blood that Michael had brought, one bag after another. The others were too shocked to stop her.
When she was done she replaced all the empty plasma bags back into the paper sack. "Thank you." She said to Michael.
He nodded.
"I'm merged with it." She said looking at all of them. "We are one being now. I understand now that I have recovered my strength."
"The ancient is still alive?" Asked Angel.
"Inside of me. Yes. It is here. It is part of my personality. It's evil will be balanced." She quirked her head to one side like a bird. "I look different. Wesley, may I look in your mirror?"
He nodded.
When she came back she sat back down on the bed and said, "Would you like to know her name?"
"Okay." Said Angel, not knowing quite how to react to her.
"Illyria."
AN: Okay, I really hope you guys liked this one. It just hit me and I had to it. I like Illyria too much to kill her. She reminds me of Anya a little bit. Next chapter coming soon. Review me guys!