:o) Sorry for the delay!

"Hey guys!" Fred exclaimed as she walked into Angel's office. She was smiling so much you couldn't suspect a thing.

"Hey Fredikins, you got some good news for us?" Lorne asked with a smile.

"Well, yes and no." she replied, "Which do you want first?"

"The good." Gunn told her.

"The good news is I couldn't find anything on this demon you guys keep talking about."

"And the bad?" Angel asked her; somewhat annoyed that she thought this was good.

"The bad news is that there's a giganamous demon killing people a couple blocks down the road."

Angel jumped out of his seat and headed for the weapons cabinet at the corner of his office, Gunn and Wesley followed, "And you felt that this was not important enough to tell me as soon as you walked into the room?"

"Well I..." she started.

"Where is it?" Angel demanded.

"Um, last time someone saw it, it was at the corner of 7th and Maple. But Angel, witnesses said this thing was like 8 feet tall, are you sure you want to go against it alone?"

"I'm not." He explained handing Wesley a crossbow.

"You know what I mean."

"Look Fred, just...don't worry about it, okay?" Angel told her.

She looked to Gunn for help, who was by the door waiting for Wes and Angel. But he only gave her a look telling her he wasn't going to do anything.

"I can't just not worry about it Angel."

"Yes, you can, and you will."

"Then I'm going with you." She headed for the weapons. Angel stepped into her way.

"No, you're not"

"Yes I am." She tried to push past him, but he firmly grabbed her upper arms.

"Fred," Wesley interfered, "it's best you stay here"

"Why? I could get hurt just as easily as any of you could, why is me going any different?"

The guys were silent, looking at each other for an answer.

"Is it because I'm a girl?" she asked them, "Because that is the most sexist thing I have EVER heard."

"That's not why," Angel clarified, letting go of her, "I need you to stay her and keep things together"

"Angel there are hundreds of people here keeping things together, I don't need to stay"

Angel caved, figuring she wouldn't stop bothering him until he let her go, and he needed to get there before more people died.

"Fine, you can go, but you are ONLY there to help people get away from this thing" he instructed, "I don't want you anywhere near that demon. Do you understand?"

Fred rolled her eyes, "yes."

Angel turned around and handed her the most lethal weapon she could possibly carry and headed out the door.

When the got to the scene they found a large path of destruction, but no demon, so they got in the car and followed the trail of dead people and smashed windows. They were on the move for about 30 seconds when Fred got hit by a major hunger spell. She tried to play it off but Wesley, who was sitting right next to her, noticed her clutching her stomach.

"Fred, you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah I'm fine" she answered with a smile.

He didn't buy it, "Are you sure?"

"Wesley, I'm okay" she assured him. Only he wasn't assured, he knew something was wrong. He had known for some time now, he was just waiting until he could prove it. Whatever 'it' was.

Suddenly Angel stomped on the brakes and the car came to a screeching halt.

"God, you couldn't have given us a warning before you gave us whiplash?" Gunn half-yelled as he got out of the car and grabbed his axe.

Angel was already 20 feet down the road in total hunt mode. He stopped for a moment, listened, and then turned around.

"Fred you stay in the car." Angel instructed.

"What? You said I could go." She complained.

"Yeah, and you're here. Now stay in the car, and be ready to drive away as soon as I tell you to."

Fred let out a sigh and moved into the front seat. Her stomach growled as she watched Angel, Wesley, and Gunn disappear into an alleyway.

It was actually more than a growl…it was more like a scream. Her stomach was screaming at her to eat. And she laughed inside at that because she knew she could control it. She knew she wouldn't eat. It had been a few days since she had last eaten. And now it was really coming back to bite her in the ass. She was so hungry she thought she was going to pass out. So she did the only thing she could think of…she went to sleep. Probably not the best idea when Angel told her to be ready to drive away, but if they really needed to get away she figured they'd just move her. So…she slept.

And sure enough after an hour or so Angel, Wes, and Gunn were running towards the car. They had managed to kill the thing in a demon bar…but inadvertently had caused a brawl amongst the demons. Now the demons were chasing after them.

"Fred!" Angel yelled while running towards the car. He couldn't see her, and he was worried. "Where is she?" he yelled. He kicked in his vampire-ness and sped up until he reached the car, where he found her sleeping in the front seat. She had put Gunn's jacket under her head and she was lying on her side.

"Fred!" he yelled as a last attempt to try and wake her up. When she didn't budge he carefully lifted her up by her waist and wrapped his arms around her legs as well. By this point Gunn and Wesley were both in the car and the demons were catching up fast.

"Hurry man!" Gunn urged. He was still holding his axe just in case.

Wesley helped Angel situate a still sleeping Fred in the backseat before Angel jumped in the front seat and started the engine. He put the car into reverse just as the crowd of demons was within 10 feet of them.

Gunn let out a sigh of relief.

The distance between the demons and the car got greater and greater as Angel sped up. 70 feet, 80 feet, 90 feet….and with each inch put between them and those demons Gunn felt just a little bit better.

"That was close."

Wes was in the back still trying to wake Fred up. She was lying across the backseat with her head on Wesley's lap. "Fred…" he was shaking her gently. "Fred wake up!"

"Wesley she's fine just let her sleep. We lost them." He put the car into drive and turned them around so they were moving the right way.

Wesley let her sleep and rested his hand on her stomach. But something didn't feel right; he felt a large indent in the center. He made sure she was sleeping by waving his hand in front of her face before slowly lifting her shirt up.

What he saw shocked him, it didn't look like a stomach. It looked like a skeleton. He saw protruding hip bones and he could see each individual rib. The look on his face grew more and more worried.

"Uh, Gunn?" Wesley asked from behind the passenger seat. He carefully ran his fingers along her exposed flesh.

"Yeah?"

"Correct me if I'm wrong but….this shouldn't look like this…"

"What shouldn't?" Gunn asked him, still looking at the road.

"Look."

Gunn turned around and saw Fred's 'stomach'. His eyes widened. "What happened to her?"

"Well I don't know I only just found out myself"

"What? What's wrong?" Angel asked.

"So what? She's not eating?" Gunn asked Wes, even though he already knew the answer. He had taken Fred out to eat last week, and he remembered that she had only eaten a portion of a small salad. He had asked her about it and she had said that she had a stomach ache and she didn't want to upset it.

"Well apparently not"

"What are you guys talking about?" Angel asked; he pulled the car over and looked in the back. What he saw confirmed his suspicions he'd had for some time now.

"Fred!" Wesley tried to wake her up. She moved a little bit and moaned, but didn't wake up.

"No let her sleep, don't confront her about it. Just encourage her to eat. I don't want her to think were ganging up on her or something." Angel told them and started on the road again.

Wesley carefully put her shirt back into place and let out a deep sigh.

'Why does she do these things?' Wes thought to himself as he gently stroked her hair.

Hey guys….finally another chapter! I hope you guys liked it…Sorry it's so long though. I was going to break it up into two parts but I thought that if I did that people would think that it wasn't going anywhere and would stop reading. But anyways I'm already working on Chapter 3 so read and review so I can post it! mwah!