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Chapter four

Fred was leaning over a microscope " Just what I thought" she said.

" What? What is it?" Gunn asked taking a look for himself.

" I took some of the blood from, Hannah, shirt. The vampire poisened her."

" They can do that? What ever happened to bite and kill or bite and turn?"

" I'm guessing that someone had poisened the vampire"

" For what?" Gunn asked.

" Hell, If I know." She shook her head " God, I hope she'll be okay. This wasn't ment for slayers, it was ment for vampires. If she wasn't a slayer she probably would have been dead hours ago."

" What is the stuff? I mean is there something we can do to get this out of her?"

" The doctor did some powerful vodoo on her. That had to help a lot, but right now we need to get a team on the case and tell Wes and Lila about Hannah. Wesley is smart he'll know what to do"

" Yeah" Gunn shook his head and agreed.

Hannah could feel her eyes getting heavy agian, her body felt heavy and her head was swimming.

" What's wrong with me?" she whispered.

Wesley took a seat on the couch next to his scared daughter. " I promise you that you will be well agian." he said pulling her into another hug. She rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes. She could feel the sickness taking over her agian. Her hands started shaking and she started to hyperventilate. Wesley moved Hannah, so that she was laying on the couch and held her hand.

" Fred will be here with the news soon. I won't leave you, I promise"

Lilah did what she did best. She sat on her ass taking calls from associates. Lilah cared about her daughter, but a part of her would always care for her work more. Thats why Wesley and the gang called her 'The evil bitch from hell'. Of course not in front of Hannah, but she knew that it would always be that way. Hannah, had her father and his friends, she didn't need her mother. A year or so ago she had tried living with her mother, but it failed horribly. Hannah, was always stuck in the house or watched by a crazy man who worked for her mother. Lilah was always gone and never paid much attention to her daughter. Her father and his friends were more then happy to take her and make her a part of the gang, of course they didn't have a choice once they found out that she was a slayer.

" Lilah would you get off that bloody phone?" Wes siad clenching his teeth.

Lilah put a finger up. " Important call"

Wesley had enough. He walked up to his ex , took her cell, and closed it. " Are daughted is sick and your scewing around on your damn phone."

" I'm here Wes, but my work is always with me too. I can't. . . "

"What do you care about more, Lilah? Your daughter or you damn job? " he asked.

Lilah stared at him for a moment "Your telling me to make a decision on what matters to me most?"

" It shouldn't have to be a decision" he said.

To Wesley amazment, Lilah looked at her daughter one last time and. . . left. Wesley stared at the door he watched her disapear behind for a moment, his mouth open.

" We don't need her" Hannah wispered.

Wesley looked at his daughter sadly, took a seat on the coffee table next to her and held her hand. " Thats right. We're a team and no matter what she does can change that."