Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been really busy, and it's been a tough week. Another Junior died at my high school. He was the third one in less than a year. But, let's read on!
Spike turned to Lucious and eyed him curiously.
"So, what you're saying is that Angel's soul is gone? And then what, when the 24 hours is up, the thing will just pop back in to the ponce?"
"No, Spike. His soul is still present within him. But it's buried deep, deeper than where he was keeping Angelus. It's almost impossible to retrieve it from that far away."
"But there is a chance that it can resurface?"
"Yes, but the probability is like 1 to every living thing on the Earth." Lucious got up from where he was sitting and made his way over to the door. Just before he left he turned to Spike once again, "Don't worry. While he is under my control, Angelus will complete his task."
Buffy sat alone in her room. She shed silent tears as she gazed at a picture of her and Angel. It was taken a year ago. They had been married for a year already and it was taken at a park, right after the sun had set. Their smiles were the biggest they had ever imagined, and now all that Buffy could do was think of him being tortured or dust somewhere in an alley. She lay down on her bed and drifted to sleep, picture in hand.
Giles and Wesley walked slowly through the narrow streets of Knockturn Alley, Snape was slightly farther ahead.
"Are we almost there?" Wesley called to Snape.
"Almost, just a bit further." And he was right. Only two minutes later and they came upon an old and deserted store. Wesley pushed forward.
Giles turned to Snape, "Severus, stay here, I don't want them to think that you had anything to do with this." Snape nodded and watched as they entered the shop.
The door creaked slightly as they entered. They crept along slowly when all of a sudden, Spike walked into the room drinking a beer.
"BLOODY HELL!" He screamed in shock. His beer fell to the floor and the bottle shattered. "What the hell are you doing here!"
Wesley and Giles looked at each other in disbelief. "What are we doing here? I think you should answer that question for us Spike!"
"What? Can't a bloke find a place to stay after being thrown out from the school? It's dark here, and in case you forgot, if I decide to tan, I burn first."
"Where's Angel?" Wesley demanded.
"Captain Forehead? Who knows? Tall, dark and handsome ran off sometime ago. Ponce escaped when we were out. He didn't even say goodbye."
Wesley and Giles quickly ran out the door. They found Snape leaning against one of the walls and ran over to him. "Angel got away, but we must find him. He could still be in great danger."
Buffy was still sleeping, when all of a sudden she was thrown out of her peaceful sleep when something big hit her door. She sprang out of bed and threw it open, and then she gasped.
"Angel! Oh my god are you okay?" She ran to him. He was pushing himself up against the wall and she quickly assisted him.
"Y-Yeah, I think so." Angel moved his hand from his stomach and winced in pain. Blood poured from the wound. "A little patching up won't hurt."
"Angel, where have you been? Was it Spike?"
"Who else would go through all the trouble? Some alley, there were keeping me in a store." They staggered into the room and Angel collapsed onto the bed. Buffy quickly tended to his wounds. Then he grabbed her arm, "Are you okay?"
"Me? Angel I'm fine. I wasn't the one who was kidnapped remember?"
Angel gave a smile and turned to her, "I was so worried."
"So was I." She leaned over and gave him a kiss.
Angelus leaned back, and smiled.
