Chapter Four-

Angel made his way back to his car quickly, and found Doyle leaning up against the passenger side door. Coming up to the car, Angel put Lynn into the backseat and climbed into the front behind the wheel. Doyle got into the car asking, "What happened?" Angel didn't answer, instead he put the key in the ignition and started the engine.

He made his way to the office, going well over the speed limit in the process. When they got to their destination, Angel removed the key from the ignition and climbed out of the car. He then turned back to the car and lifted the limp form of Lynn out of the backseat and carried her into the building.

When he walked through the door he saw Cordelia on the computer, where they had left her. The aspiring actress looked up when Angel entered the room and quirked her eyebrow in an 'you've gotta be kidding me' look. Angel stopped short when he saw the look that she was giving him, "What?"

"I thought we were just going to talk to her," Cordelia said, then, noting the blood that was steadily dripping onto the floor, "Not kill her."

Angel looked down and saw that Lynn was bleeding much worse than he had though, "Crap," he said and quickly set her on the couch. "We need to stop this bleeding, quickly."

"Angel," said Doyle, "maybe we should take her to the hospital. That wound looks pretty..." He trailed off.

Angel looked down at her, something inside told him that the hospital wasn't a good idea. What happened if she woke up and knocked the doctor through the wall? "I don't think that's a very good idea." Then he turned and looked around, "Don't we have a first aid kid, or something around here?"

Cordelia shook her head and pushed back from the computer a little so she could get into the desk drawers. Taking a case out of one of them, she then got up and made her way to the girl on the couch. "I still think we should take her to the hospital," she informed Angel, who barely took notice of this remark.

Shaking her head again, Cordelia began to work the arrow out of the girl's side, and then dress the wound caused by it. When she had finished, she said, "OK, it looks like she'll have to stay here for a while. I wouldn't let her stand up much either, we don't want it to reopen and have her start bleeding all over the floor again." She went back to the desk and put the kit back into it, and got her bag from a peg not far from the desk. Slinging it on her shoulder she said, "Well, I'm going to go home and get some sleep. I'll see you people later."

Doyle and Angel looked after Cordelia for a few moments, and then the half-Bracken said, "I have to be going, too. Things to do."

Angel nodded, and watched him leave. Then he looked down at Lynn, lying on the couch. He watched her for a moment, and then turned his back on her and went down into his apartment for some sleep.

He awoke later to hear to sound of something moving upstairs. Slipping out from under the blankets, Angel grabbed the axe that he had always had hidden under the bed and cautiously went upstairs.

When he made it up and opened the door, he brought the axe up over his head to find himself facing Lynn. Angel stood there for a moment before he realized what/who he was looking at. "Oh," was all that Angel could bring himself to say. Lynn looked up at him with the merest suggestion of a smile, but hide it realtivly well.

"So you were going to, uh, do me in, huh?" Lynn said.

Angel looked uncomfortable, "It was... Well, I thought I heard a noise."

"Yeah," Lynn said, "That would be me, I dropped something from my pocket when I woke up, and I kinda scrambled to find it."

Angel nodded but didn't say anything for a moment, and neither did Lynn. Then suddenly, the souled vampire said, "How is your wound?"

"My what?"

"Your wound," Angel said, "You got hit in the side with an arrow last night, how is it?"

"Ummm," Lynn said, biting her lip, "Fine, everything's fine."

"Let me see," Angel said.

"I don't think that will be necessary," Lynn said.

Lynn tried to sidestep Angel, but he grabbed her arm and looked to where the wound had been. But, there was nothing there.

What the hell? Angel thought.