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Willow POV
We may have been together since I turned 18, but every time we kiss, its fresh. 29 years of being in a relationship and 25 years of marriage and we were still fresh. That's when Conner walks in. He always has the worst since of timing; I blame his father for that.
Connors presence doesn't bother me, it's his friend (standing consciously beside him) that does. There are enough rumors and speculation circulating about Angel and I as it is. We shouldn't have to deal with any more. It's hard enough because of the age difference. Angel look's about 25, and I look my age. Then there is the fact that he doesn't go out much during the day (for obvious reasons), and the injuries both of us occasionally received from demons. Strange noises and spells.
We turn towards both of our observers as Conner begins to speak. "Mom can you drive Trevor home? His mom got busy at work"
Could I say No to my 9-year-old son with his impishly perfect face? "Of course." I grabbed the keys I had just set down seconds before, I ushered the boys out the door first so we could grab one last kiss. When we had first guess that the hormones of a teenage boy rested in that broody, eternal shell.
"Mommmmmmmm . . . " Conner said peeking back in
"Connnnnnnnnnerrrrrrrrr" I replied pushing him back out the door, this time with me directly behind him.
We all piled into the convertible. And I asked Trevor for directions, thinking about the fact that even the kiss with Angel (goods as it was), hinted at worry. I knew what it was about. The priest.
Wesley's POV.
I often get tips from the concerned public. Most are anything but helpful. They are people whining about their neighbor who they are sere is a demon based purely on smell. I keep telling them that's not how it works. So I picked up my general info line reluctantly. On the other side instead of the usual whiney nagging housewives voice, was that of as teenager. They where screaming,
"Calm down" I said into the line
"A priest just killed my sister, and he's at my door, and, and, and. . . ... "There was a long spiel of semi coherent blabbering the jest of it was, there was no way they could be calm.
"Where are you?"
"353, south view.
"We
will be there"
I kept her on that line, so even if it was just dead air she could have someone to talk to. I then picked up the phone next to me and dialed Buffy, told her the deal, then because I couldn't get through to angel I rang up willow.
Willows POV
I was just pulling into Trevor's driveway when my Cell phones range. I picked it up
"Hello"
"The priest just killed another girl and is trying to kill her sister"
"What? Where"
"3533 South view""
That was one road over. I didn't even bother telling Wesley what I was planning to do. I just hung up the phone, asked if Conner could stay there for 5 minutes wile I ran and errand.
I drove away as fast as I could, one hand on the steering wheel the other grabbing at the weapons lost or abandoned in the car. A cross, just in case, a machete (everyone loves a good machete, a gun, ad several knives.
When I arrived at the house the door was open. I ran in. Gun pointed out, swords around my waist prepared, I thought. But the body in the entry way took me back; the screams (apparently from the kitchen,) pushed me forward.
In and fast, I arrived there second to late, the priest immaculate dresses, was there his hands with manicured fingernails. Gripping her neck, at an angle that made it clear not air could go through. He noticed me right away, his eyes beautiful, but sly. He was not shocked not bothered by my presence. Keep in mind that at this point I had a gun pointed at his forehead.
I shot him twice then. He didn't even wobble. He just kind of smiled, and spoke, in an almost colloquial way. "What's wrong sweetie? You didn't expect those bullet's to hurt me?" he laughed at the end of the sentence.
At this point I threw two knifes at him. None of it helped he just came closer to me. Gripping his arms around me, without any of the tenderness a normal hug contains.
Buffy POV.
I Drove up to the house mildly surprised to see a convertible outside. Obviously someone had left it in a hurry. I ran into the house weapons on Locke and load. There was one body early on but it was the kitchen where two people had obviously put up a fight where the gruesomeness really begun.
It was horrifying. The first body was that of a younger girl the other an older women. A knife still around her waist. I looked around for the perpetrator, but could see nothing. that's when the older women's hand touched my writs (I screamed understandably. "It was the priest, Buffy," the women whispered to me. "Find angel" and with that her grip waned.
Angel? Who was angel? I pulled out her wallet, this always seemed to work movies, and flipped through it while calling the police.
There was a credit card, driver's licensee (with her address), money, a library card, and a picture of a very cute 7 year old, and a dark young man, Her son, I guess.
TBC. .. . .
Next Chapter; A funeral and Buffy's meeting with a certain Angel .. .
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