ANGEL 6-2 Out of Place.

Angel, Wesley, Gunn and Illyria were sitting around the office, looking at the girl who had just mysteriously teleported into the lobby of the Hyperion.

"Who are you?" Angel demanded, walking around the counter, staring at the girl.

"Oh boy. This is not good. This is really not good." The girl started hyperventilating, staring at each group member with wide eyes. When her eyes settled on Illyria they grew even wider.

She sank into the pouf that was in the middle of the lobby, and stuck her head between her legs. Wesley stood up and walked around the counter to where Angel was standing. "Ok," Wesley said, holding up his hands, "its ok, calm down. You're going to be alright."

"Wes! How do you know she's not some sort of spy, sent by the Senior Partners to destroy me!" Angel said dramatically, as Gunn stood next to him. Wesley turned around and shot Angel a look of utter revulsion.

The girl started to breathe deeply and lifted her head up. "God, my parents are going to kill me." She said, a pained expression crossing her face.

"Ok, back to who the hell are you?" Angel asked, his patience wearing. Wesley looked at him, "Angel…"

"Yeah, Angel, please don't yell at me. Because in case you're wondering, I'm freaking out a bit more than you are!" The girl replied, looking at Angel. "Ok, lets start with you're name." Wesley said, walking over to the pouf where the girl was sitting and sat down next to her.

The girl looked at Wesley, "Its Ainsley."

"Ainsley…ok." Wesley replied, looking at the girl intently. "You look awfully familiar."

The girl smiled, "Yeah, I know."

"Being cryptic! Really not amusing me!" Angel said, putting his hands on his hips.

Ainsley glared at him before speaking, "I can't tell you much. It might screw things up."

"Oh, well things aren't screwed up here at all are they?" Angel replied sarcastically. Ainsley shook her head. "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit." She sighed, and looked at the ground before continuing. "Ok, I'll tell you, but I'm only gonna tell you the basics. Please don't ask me to go into detail." She looked up, "This is not my time. My name is Ainsley…. Wyndam-Pryce. My father is you, Wesley. And my mother…" She looked as Wesley, "Is Winifred Burkle."

Ooooooh…suspense…J I hope you liked the first chapter…sorry it's a cliffhanger, but I thought it a much more sudden effect. The new chapter will be uploaded soon…