DISCLAIMER: Do I really even need to say it? It's none of it's mine.
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Chapter Four:
Lorelei couldn't believe it. She had almost kissed her vampire of a ghost roommate. Yes, she would've gone straight through him if she had continued on, but it was the thought that really mattered here. Then another thought occurred to her. He had almost kissed her too! What did that mean? That they were both caught up in the moment, or it was something more? She groaned, all the questions giving her a headache. She finished getting ready for bed and climbed in, deciding not to have another thought until morning. She had barely lay down fifteen minutes when she heard Will next to her bed, talking to her.
"Lorelei?"
"Ah!" she jumped up, startled.
"Don't do that! Can't you make some kind of noise when you sneak up on people?" she turned on the light and her annoyed fled when she saw the graveness of his face.
"What's wrong Will? What's going on?" She'd never seen him look like this before, and it worried her.
"There's vampires in town." He responded numbly. Her eyes went wide.
"What!"
"I found a body in the woods. A girl. She was dead. They didn't turn her. Young thing too, younger than Rory. Probably 'bout the same age as Dawn." William laughed manically. He looked like he had gone completely insane. " Coroner'll probably way she was anemic, fell and hurt herself in the woods and bled to death quickly. Won't mention the lack of blood around her, course," He added grimly, " They never do." Lorelei just sat there, unable to take it all in.
"I-I don't understand. How are there vampires here? This is Stars Hollow! There isn't crime let alone demons!" she was getting hysterical, which somehow snapped Will out of it. He sat down by her and spoke softly,
" Listen to me, pet. I need you to do something, but y'gotta calm down first, can ya do that?" She nodded, getting a hold on herself.
"I need ya to get on the computer and find the number to a place called 'Angel Investigations'. My grandsire runs the place. An' as much as I hate the poof, I need 'is help. Can y'do that. Luv?" she nodded, standing up, and headed to her laptop. Will stayed where he was, his head in his hands. A few minutes later Lorelei called him over.
"I found their website, but it says they're no longer in business, so I did a search for 'Angel', and 'souled vampire', thinking that it might pop something up, and found where he's working. I guess he just became the CEO of some law firm in LA, uh-" she scrolled down on the web page, "Wolfram and Hart." She finished. Will straightened up at the name.
"Y'sure?" she nodded. A confused look came over is face.
"Why would he go there? He's a stupid git, but even he wouldn't do that. Angelus might, but not Angel." He mused.
"Why? What's wrong with it?" He glanced at her.
"They're pure evil. Run by demons, get evildoers out of trouble, tend to enjoy a good apocalypse, especially the ones they started, stuff like that." Lorelei turned back to the computer.
"Well, it does say that they're trying to make changes. They're not doing employee sacrifices anymore? Ew. What's wrong with these people? They're also trying to get away from human blood. That's so gross." Will rolled his eyes at the new information.
"Now that does sound like ol' Peaches. Leading Evil Inc. to redemption and all that rot." He turned back to Lorelei, needing one more thing.
"I need you to call 'em. Ask for Angel. If they won't let Y'talk to 'im, tell 'em." He sighed. "Tell 'em it's about Spike."
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Angel and the Fang gang were sitting in his office researching. They might have people to do it for them now. But there was some strange comfort in working together like they used to. Angel's phone rag and he stood up to answer it.
"Angel, There's someone on line one for you." Harmony's voice filtered out of the phone.
"Tell them I'm in a meeting or something." He told her. The last thing he needed right now was to listen to another ex-client describe how they were going to gut him and feed him his own intestines.
"Okay, but it sounded really important. She said something about Spike." Angel went still. Buffy had told him what Spike had done, how he had sacrificed himself and went out a big hero. He was still angry with the younger vampire for being the one next to Buffy during that battle. It should have been him.
"Harmony put 'em on." He told his assistant in a controlled voice.
"This is Angel." He told the person on the phone.
"Angel, hi, this is Lorelei Gilmore from Stars Hollow, Connecticut." A woman's pleasant voice told him.
"What can I do for you, Mrs. Gilmore?"
"Its just Miss. Actually, it's Lorelei. Um, see. We're having a bit of a situation here, and I was told to call you."
"Really? Who told you to call here?" he asked. This was a waste of time.
"Spike." Now all his patience was gone.
"Look lady, I don't know who told you that they're Spike, but they're not. Spike's been dead for the last five months, so you-"
"I know." She interrupted.
"You know?" he repeated, confused.
"Yeah. See, he's been kinda haunting me for the last month or two. Well, maybe not haunting me. But you can't walk right through him, and every time he gets to the edge of town, he ends up back here. I think it's maybe more that a ghost-thing."
"Spike's alive. That would definitely be considered a problem miss Gilmore."
"Lorelei. And no, that's not the problem. The problem is. We have vampires. Okay? This is Stars Hollow, we haven't had a death here in Three years; and now, there's vampires, and they're killing people." She told him. He could tell that she was upset, and he didn't know what to do.
"Well, we could sent out a few people to find your vamps, take care of them for you-"
"No, Spike says it was to be you. He says-" she stopped a moment. Angel could hear talking in the background. "-He says 'if you don't get your ass over here, Peaches, I'm gonna have Lorelei find Buffy.' He has a way with words, doesn't he?" Angel sighed and looked over at his team, who had by now noticed his agitated state.
"We'll be there by tomorrow night. How do we find you?" Lorelei gave him her address, telling him "that if he couldn't find it, to just ask anybody." Angel hung up and spoke to the gang.
"Who's up for a trip?"
