Disclaimer/ A/n: Alright, welcome to chapter three. This chapter is darker than the last two. I hope you all like it, to do a recap on everything from chapter 1 and two: Angel went to Buffy's, Buffy is now married to Xander Spike is human. Angel gets taken by rhea back to her apartment which is now filled with an assortment of items from Wolfram And Hart that are use full to Angel so he ends up living with her in the end of chapter two. I ONLY OWN RHEA! JOSS OWNS EVERYONE ELSE! This is a pretty long chapter so ENJOY!

Ch 3: Bloody dreams+

Angel opened his eyes and shivered as cold metal touched his bareback. He looked around the dark room and realized that he wasn't in Rhea's apartment at all. He stopped when he saw Buffy sitting and the end of the bed. He tried to sit up but realized that his ankles and wrists were strapped down.

" Buffy? Can you help me?" He asked. She looked at him and shook her head.

" Useless, you know. I don't know what I saw in you. I guess I was trying to help you redeem yourself, and if redeeming meant letting you think I loved you then why not?" She said she looked behind her as Xander wrapped his arms over her shoulders.

" Just a charity case. A waste of a soul really. It's not like anyone wants a vampire with a soul, especially if they can't even save their friends let alone gain mortality." Xander said with a dark grin.

" Exactly" Angel turned his head in shock to see Darla sitting next to him.

" It must be hard when your sire, love of your life, friends and society don't want you. Let alone the creator of this world. You're just a failure in everyone's eyes, and now, not even god wants you." She took a cross and pressed it against his chest. Angel cried out in pain as searing hot tears dripped down his face.

"Angel!" Rhea called as she ran from the living room into the bedroom. She looked in shock at the once white sheets that were now crimson and soaked with blood. She ran to his side and tried to wake him up. The shook his shoulders and was shocked at how hot they were. Fever? Rhea thought to herself. That's impossible though because vampires can't get sick. She pulled the blood soaked blankets down to see how bad his wounds were.

"What the hell is this?" She asked herself. There was a cross freshly branded on his chest. Whatever he was dreaming it was tormenting him physically too. It had to be some kind of spell. Rhea pulled him off of the soaked bed and helped him to the sofa. "Oh god" she mumbled. What the hell was she supposed to do? She had a vampire with a fever and a branded cross slowly burning his skin. She walked over to the island separating the kitchen and the living room and picked up the phone.

"Hi, Buffy? This is Ash I really need your help. It's about Angel; I think someone is slowly trying to kill him. No I'm being totally serious. He suddenly got a branded cross on his chest, he has a fever, and he's not waking up from his nightmares. I have no idea what to do. Thanks so much." With that Rhea hung up the phone. She turned around quickly to go back to the living room to aid the vampire, but was stopped when she saw Lindsey just a few inches in front of her.

"Enjoying your new and improved home Rhea?" he asked with a grin. Rhea glared before shoving him out of her way and leaning on the back of the couch, waiting, to hear what Lindsey had to say.

"What do you think you're doing here? I take it you have something to do with the current situation with Angel?" She asked. Lindsey let out a giggle before walking up to Rhea and sitting next to her.

"You really are dense aren't you?" He asked sarcastically. "It's his counter part, Angelus. He's trying to break free but he's using Angel's own emotions against him. He doesn't want a soul so he can't feel sorrow, then he won't feel sorry for himself or for the fact that his friends are dead."

"How exactly do you know this?" Rhea asked Lindsey.

"You still haven't figured it out, have you? The reason why you were placed in a comatose state at Wolfram And Hart is because before Angel was ever a threat to the firm the senior partners were more frightened of Angelus destroying the world, or at least causing havoc on earth again. You are a direct descendent of Lucia." Lindsey replied.

" So you mean I am the descendant of an ancient demon? Because from what I hear that's all that seemed to roam earth back in the day."

"Don't you think that if the devil allowed demons to roam earth, that God would send Angel's down to stop it? You see when you were in a comatose state we were just trying to awaken the powers inside of you, then when Buffy stopped Angelus we figured we would keep you incase there was another demon threatening the plans of the senior partners." Lindsey finished. He watched Rhea's reaction she was oddly calm, her facial expression hadn't changed and suddenly she said, "Good to know, now you still haven't told me what the hell you're doing here, how I stop Angel from turning into Angelus,"

"That's what I'm here for. To tell you how to stop Angel from turning into Angelus. I was the one who allowed you to escape from the firm; I knew that you would go to Buffy since she confronted you before also I knew that if Angel survived he would go see Buffy. Chances are, Buffy would give Angel the boot and we all know that you would have taken him home with you."

"Alright, well how do I stop him from turning into Angelus?"

"You have to let that part of you take over." Lindsey got up to leave but stopped and looked at Rhea. " Good luck"

"Lindsey wait, why do you want Angel to be well Angel and not Angelus?"

"Because if he has a soul I know he'll suffer for all the things he has done." With that Lindsey left. Rhea had no idea what to do. She began contemplating whether what Lindsey had told her as true, would she really know what to do or would she potentially kill him?

"Oh come on babe, I thought you were stronger than that" Buffy said as she pressed the cross harder onto Angel's chest. He could smell his own burning flesh every time he breathed in. By now he had cuts all over his body, different wounds from different people.

"Yeah come on I thought you were stronger than me. Remember? You 'help the helpless' what a joke. Half the time the helpless was you or your friends. Who are now buried six feet deep, in a hole in the ground." Angel looked over to see him, towering over him.

"Angelus, what a waste of time it was to be you." Angel stated. He realized that his chest wasn't burning anymore and that Buffy had probably removed it, for now anyways.

"Waste? You call that a waste. The times that you reminisce while you sleep. The times you spent with Darla. In fact I think those were the times that made you who you are, would you rather be Liam again? A poor fool who spent all his time getting drunk and whoring himself. Not that it was much different when you were me. But there were no boundaries, nothing to hold you back from doing anything. No soul to make you remorseful absolutely nothing. Don't you miss that?" Angelus asked.

"I'd rather die than become you again." Angel replied.

"Well that can be easily arranged. You see if I kill you then well, your soul gets fried. And all that's left is that great soulless vampire we all missed." Angelus unlocked the shackles and looked at a confused Angel. "It's always more fun this way." He grabbed Angel by the shoulders and slammed him against the wall, before Angel could even stand up Angelus had him by the throat and was lifting him up to his level.

"Don't worry It won't hurt a bit mate" Spike stated with a grin. "You and I we'll be a pair again." Darla commented. "And you won't have to remember anything about your honey over there" Angelus said. All these things finally pushed Angel to wishing he was dead. Buffy was never going to take him back, and the only way to forget was if he was Angelus. His body went limp as he waited for Angelus to kill him. He waited to feel his heart get pierced by a sharp piece of wood but was shocked when Angelus dug his sharp fangs into Angel's neck. He could feel all the blood in his body escaping he was fading unable to fight the darkness coming over him.

"Angel!" Rhea ran to Angel's side. Blood was literally pouring out of his wounds and she noticed that there were more branded marks across his body. Rhea knew what she had to do she closed her eyes and allowed herself to fade into her subconscious. Two great white wings spread from her back she placed a hand on Angel's chest and whispered a few words, a dark light shot up from Angel's chest and into her hand. It formed a dark crimson orb it looked very delicate. She crushed it in her palm and it seemed that all the shards neutralized before they even hit the ground. Rhea's snow-white wings began to turn black as she received all the memories of all the actions of Angelus and they merged with her soul making it impure. Her wings retracted and she fell to her knees and took a deep breath.

Angel shot up with a gasp. He looked around himself for a moment before stopping and looking at Rhea. "I need blood now" Angel had lost so much blood that he was as white as paper. If he didn't get blood now he could potentially die. Rhea ran into the kitchen and tore open the fridge blood poured from the door as all the blood packets were cut open and spilling there contents onto the floor.

"Bastard!" She cursed. Lindsey must have cut open all the blood packets. There was only one last option. Rhea walked into the living room and undid the collar of her shirt and knelt down beside Angel.

"This is our only choice Angel, you have to do this or you'll die."

"I can't. I promised I wouldn't." Angel replied half conscious. Rhea pulled her hair away from her neck and looked at Angel. "I don't mind, just don't kill me. The world needs you. Buffy can't save anyone it's up to you." She took a steak knife that was on top of the coffee table and dragged it across the skin on her neck. Angel could smell the blood in the air he could practically taste it. Angel lost all self-control and grabbed Rhea. But this time his face didn't change like other vampires all Rhea felt was a pair of fangs pierce her skin as blood came pouring out of her neck.

The warmth filled Angel's body; the blood he was drinking was nothing like human blood. There was more life and energy in it. He couldn't help himself he pushed his fangs deeper into her neck Things began to go black and rhea tried to pull away from Angel, but every time she pulled away he pulled himself in closer.

"Angel!" Buffy yelled as she came through the door. Angle broke out of his trance. He pulled away from Rhea and caught her limp body in his arms. He looked distressed as he took her arm in his hand and checked her pulse; it was still there he was relieved to know that he hadn't killed her. "Oh god, Rhea why would you do that?" Angel mumbled as he lifted her up and turned to put her on the sofa. He stopped when he noticed the pool of his blood on it.

"What the hell happened!" Buffy yelled as Angel walked through to the bedroom to set her on the bed but it too was covered in blood. Where was he going to put her? Just as that thought went through his mind Rhea woke up and stood up.

"I need a glass of orange juice." She mumbled as she trudged into the kitchen and pulled the orange juice out of blood filled fridge. She poured herself a glass and turned around to see Buffy standing looking at her in shock.

"Oh this" Rhea said with a bit of a laugh. " Well you see I'm actually Rhea that girl you were trying to find back in Sunnydale when Angel became Angelus, well I was kidnapped by Wolfram And Hart and they gave my apartment sun proof windows and a fridge filled with blood. That's what this blood is from. The blood in the bedroom is Angel's and also the blood on the sofa." She took another sip of her orange juice and sat on the ground. Angel came in and joined her.

"What happened to me? All I remember is having some weird dreams about well everyone." He said before looking down on his chest remembering the cross that had been pressed onto his chest. "What the hell is this?" He said to no one in particular as he felt his chest.

"I don't know it showed up when you screamed in pain in your sleep." Rhea told him.

" What the hell is going on?" Buffy yelled. "Angel why were you drinking her and why was Angel bleeding everywhere and what is the deal with the feathers? I'm assuming it wasn't a pillow fight gone wrong."

"Angel began turning into Angelus, apparently there was another catch to this whole getting your soul thing. The other part of your soul can break free if you begin to lose hope. So apparently Angel fell into that state, and he began to bleed harder from his wounds and all these scars began appearing on you, but only the branded cross stayed."

"And how exactly did you damage to stop me from turning into Angelus?"

"She's the descendant of an Angel. Her whole purpose on this earth is to stop you from becoming Angelus. The only pure descendant of the Angels. She purified your soul at the expense of hers. Well it seems that I am no longer needed so I think that I'm gonna go." With that Buffy left the blood filled apartment.

"How's your neck?" Angel asked as he moved Rheas hair out of the way to take a look. The wound was deeper than any Angel had ever made. It still trickled with fresh blood and the urge to bite her again began to take over. Rhea had seemed to notice this and she touched Angel's hand, he looked at her and she smiled.

" I'm glad you like the taste of my blood." She giggled and Angel looked at her awkwardly. "I'm sorry," he stated, as he looked down ashamed. "I made you do it. I was the one who said drink my blood and made you do it. Well I think that we better clean this place up" Rhea replied she put her hand down and helped Angel to his feet and the two of them headed for the living room a mop and pale in each hand.

A/N: So now Angel has a cross branded into his chest, the final reminents of Angelus I guess. So what will be the effects of Rhea containing part of Angel's soul? I have some Ideas… WHY AREN'T PPL READING THIS STORY! I only have all the hate reviews I got from spelling Xander wrong. I personally really enjoyed writing this chapter and I hope all of you enjoyed it. And if you read this PLEASE RANDR! Love ya all

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