Hey, thanks for all the reviews and follows! Willow shows up in this chapter!

Cordelia woke Angel up the next morning, finding him very groggy. He looked at her for a moment before getting out of bed. In truth he had half expected it to all be a dream. It was strange to know that it was not.

He dressed and followed her down to breakfast and then listened to Gunn tell him a story of intense battle which left him very excited. With Angel entertained and Willow on her way Cordelia hung by the doors, wanting to catch her before she came in.

For his part Gunn was rather pleased with how well his story was going over. He had initially thought Angel or Liam as he was making an effort to call him didn't like him. Now however the boy seemed eager for more stories of battling monsters and even begged him for more.

Willow arrived around 10:30 and Cordelia greeted her loudly. "Willow!" She cried cheerfully. "Willow this is Liam, remember, I told you about him?"

Willow smiled slightly, a little overwhelmed by Cordelia's exuberance and turned to look at Angel who was sitting across from Gunn a curious expression on his face. "Wha, hi Liam. How are you?" She asked, grinning.

He cocked his head slightly. "Fine thank you." His accent made him pronounce it as 'tank you' and she smiled widely.

"Willow's been my friend since school!" Cordelia said, eager to get things going smoothly. "And I called her over for a visit." She left out that she had called her over to do a spell.

He looked at them, curious about the new woman but figured she had little to do with him. "Why don't you come and sit with us?" Cordelia continued. "I think Willow would really like to meet you."

Angel big good bye to Gunn although he would have liked to hear more stories and let Cordelia and Willow guide him over to another set of chairs. Willow set her suitcase aside, and sat looking pleasantly interested with her eyebrows raised. "So how are you?" She asked Cordelia.

"Good, good. How's Sunnydale?"

"Good, mall's still there. I knew you'd wanna know."

Angel listened quietly. For the most part he was content to let the adults talk and anyway, he didn't really know what he could add. After a little while however Willow opened her suitcase and handed him a chocolate bar. "Here." She said with a lop sided grin. "I brought you this!"

He took it and looked at it, slightly surprised. He had only had chocolate once before when a merchant had come through town and he had gotten a small taste After unwrapping the candy he found it much sweeter than he remembered.

With Angel preoccupied Willow leaned in to whisper to Cordelia. "I soaked the candy in a potion. It should cure him." She grinned at her own cleverness.

They watched as he ate the chocolate bar rather quickly, licking his fingers when he was done. "Thank you!" He said, feeling much warmer towards Willow. She smiled widely as at the second 'tank you'.

"Do you want another?" She asked, digging in her bag. "I've got lots."

"Willow. . ." Cordelia said through clenched teeth. "Do you think he should eat so many of those?"

"Oh it's okay I only fixed the first one." She handed over a few more to an excited Angel who thanked her profusely.

They watched him eat for a few moments before Willow frowned. "I-it should be working now. Hey, Liam? Do you feel any different?"

The boy shook his head, looking up from his second candy bar. "What do you mean?"

She caught herself. "Oh, nothing. I was just wondering if the candy tasted alright."

He nodded and tucked the other two into his pocket.

Willow sighed and shrugged for Cordelia to see. "Guess it didn't work." She whispered.

The two glanced at Angel who was swinging his feet looking around a little distractedly. "Why don't you go and play?" Cordelia said, giving him leave. He hopped up and went to go explore, feeling more confident about not getting lost. After all now he knew where he was.

They watched him wander off and waited until he was out of ear shot to continue. "We have another spell you can try only keep the magic talk on the down low, he's kinda jumpy about it."

"Okay, where is it? Oh and I brought an over night bag but I kind of need to be back in Sunnydale tomorrow."

Cordelia hurried off to the office and retrieved the spell they'd gotten from Lorne. "Think you can do it?" She asked, handing it over.

Willow read it over curiously. "Hmm. . . maybe I mean, it looks simple enough. I'm gonna need a few ingredients though. Uh. . . can you guys get me some. . ."

"Gunn picked everything up yesterday." Cordelia interrupted. "It's all in the office."

"Okay then. I'll get started. "

For the next hour Angel explored and Cordelia hovered while Willow prepared to cast the spell. "Okay," She said finally. "He just needs to be in the room when I cast it. It's a pretty simple magic reversal spell, it only took me so long because the translation was wonky."

"I'll go get him!" Cordelia said, dashing off. She found Angel in the basement and called him up. "Liam, come here a sec."

He hurried up the stairs and and they stepped into the lobby. As they did so Cordelia noticed Willow muttering under her breath. "Actually. . ." She said, trying to think of something to justify keeping him in the room. "We wanna know what you want for lunch you know, just so we have an idea."

He gave her a blank look and shrugged while Willow continued to chant quietly. "Anything's fine." He said, confused but delighted that they asked his opinion. It made him feel rather grown up.

"Okay, well we just thought we'd ask. . . " She cast another glance at Willow and continued. "Um, so did you find anything interesting yet?"

He shrugged. "Not really."

"Okay well just have then go have fun and stay within ear shot for lunch. It'll be about an hour."

He nodded and paused to fish another candy bar out of his pocket. In that time Willow stopped chanting and sat frowning, looking defeated.

Once he was gone again Cordelia turned to her. "Frick!"

"I know." Willow slumped. "I thought for sure that would work."

From the office Wesley stepped forward. "Both spells failed?" He asked, looking surprised. "That's very unusual. I wonder if the witch was using magic from another dimension. Giles might have something on it. Perhaps Angel should go Sunnydale with Willow."

"I think Buffy would be fine with that. I'll call her."

"I'll ask Lorne if he can figure out what kind of demon the witch was." Gunn said, following Wesley out of the office.

Cordelia sighed. She liked having baby Angel around. "He's not going to like this."

"Well maybe he'll like Buffy."

"Yeah like there's any possibility of that not happening. I just don't think he'll like leaving here."

Willow grinned. "Is he shy?"

"Not really, mostly he's just like an other kid but we had to lie to get him to stop worrying about how he got here."

"I'm sure we can think of something. Tell me all about him, what's he like?"

"Well. . . he's kind of quiet. I mean he runs around and plays but he's sweet and more open than usual grumpy angel."

"His accent's pretty cute though."

"Yeah." Cordelia paused for a moment, remembering Doyle before going on. "He's pretty well behaved so you guys shouldn't have too much trouble."

"Well that's good. I mean he doesn't seem like he's a hand full or anything."

When lunch rolled around they called him back and Cordelia tentatively explained that he would be leaving with Willow the next morning. Angel did not look happy but didn't argue. Instead he slumped in his seat and wondered if he had done something wrong. He couldn't think what. No one had gotten mad at him for anything or seemed mad at him so what could he have done? Then it occurred to him. "What abut my parents?" He asked. He had the sudden fear that this was some large plan to get rid of him. Maybe he ad been kidnapped all along or maybe even worse his parents had wanted to get rid of him.

"They know." Cordelia said quickly.

He looked at her with rather bright eyes but quickly stopped himself from getting upset. He didn't understand. he thought he had but now. . .

After that he only picked at his food. He wasn't hungry and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was very wrong. A million scenarios went through his head, each more improbable than the last but to a little boy, all seemed reasonable. Still, he couldn't think badly of Cordelia and the others. They had all been so nice. Fred was sitting next to him, asking if he wanted more to eat and she seemed so nice. He just didn't know what to think.

That evening he went to bed with only a half hearted good night to the others. He had a plan. He would have to escape. If he tried hard enough he was sure he could make it home.

So next chapter gets a little more exciting!

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