Wolf- Ah, right… welcome again to this story…-cough-
Chris- Want me to take over again love?
Wolf- Sure –jumps on Angel and falls asleep-
Angel- Right…
Chris- Ok then, thank you to all the reviewers and reviews you made Kat happy and me happy as well.
Spike- He was so happy he…
Chris- Not here Spike. Anyway I thank you people again –bows- and on with the story!
Regular POV-
As Angel picked up the document he would have had a heart attack if he was a human. There laid a little envelope that had "Angelus" on the front. As he picked up the envelope a letter fell out of it, and the only thought that was going through he head, "He did leave me something…"
Angel sat behind his wooden desk silently reading the letter, with the unshed tears, now flowing like rivers down his face. (A/N if you don't remember the letter it was at the very beginning of the story in italics in Chapter One or "You're here yet you're not.") After he finished the letter, he silently got up and walked out of his office and straight to the elevator. No one dared to stop him, after seeing the look on his face and the piece of paper clinched tightly in his right hand.
Lorne and Harmony silently watched as Angel walked into the elevator and could see his face glisten in the elevator's light as the door closed.
"Do you think he finally found it?" Harmony asked quietly, for once.
"I think so Harm, I think so," Lorne replied frowning.
Angel's POV- (10 minutes later)
My god… He felt the same way! Why the hell did I fucking yell at him! I just hope I'm not too late. God only knows what he has gotten himself into! My boy is like a magnet to trouble… Hell he got himself killed and dropped onto my doorstep… or yeah… God why four months later… His scent is gone if I ever had a chance of finding him… Great… I have to ask around now… Fuck! This is going to prolong me finding my Will.
Regular POV-
Angel practically ran out of Wolfram & Hart (we think that's the name…) not even noticing the strange looks he was receiving from the employees. He slowed down when he smelt a mixture of blood and his childe's scent.
"Oh god no…"
Angel started walking toward the scent and found two men arguing about something. He silently walked up to them and noticed they were arguing about his childe.
"Why won't he break? It's like he actually has something to live for…" the taller of the two angrily stated.
"I know… maybe we should just…" answered the smaller man.
(To be continued…)
Chris- Sorry for the wait… we probably lost all of our readers… and Kat's going to kill me… crap.
Spike- Look at it this way you can always…
Chris- Spike… not on here.
Spike- Heh… they look cute together don't they –points to Kat and Angel sleeping-
Chris- No.
Spike- Aw come on mate his mine and I'm fine with it… at least he's not groping her and/or vice versa.
Chris- Whatever… Anyway please read and review and we're extremely sorry for the wait. Latter Nights.
Spike- Bye ya bloody poofs.
Chris- Spike!