So here is chapter 3 of my story

it make some time to post the rest of the chapters so bare with me I am giving my proof reader bnbfanatic some time so she can get some of here storys posted.

So here is chapter 3

Chapter 3

Back at the Hotel . . .

Spike and Illyria immediately headed out the door to try and stop Angel before it was too late, they

hastily made their way toward the alley with all the speed with which they could muster. Then just as they were about to reach the entrance to the alley, they saw the brightest flash of light not far ahead.

They quickly rounded the corner, into the alley and were shocked and saddened to see that they may have gotten there too late.

The light flash they had witnessed was gone, leaving the alley now in almost complete darkness. The only thing left behind in that alley, that they could barely make out as their eyes adjusted to the blackness surrounding them, was the unconscious form of Angel laying on the ground, his head laying on Cordelia's lap and being cradled within her arms.

"Cordelia, what is happening?!" Spike asked her, his face etched with alarm.

"I don't know!" she replied, "This is not how it was supposed to happen." she was staring down at Angel with tears streaming down her distraught face.

After pausing for a minute she continued, "I was told by the 'Powers', that the first step in making Angel human again, would be to provide him with a heart." then her voice softened, "Angel would finally have a heart again, that would beat inside his chest for the first time in over 200 years!"

"Then they told me that he would be raised up into the light and disappear – and once he was ready, they would then have him reappear elsewhere in his new life as a mortal human being." Cordelia concluded, with a look of despair overtaking her beautiful features as she gently caressed the side of Angel's face with loving tenderness.

Spike moved closer to them while Illyria remained a few steps behind merely observing and absorbing the scene before her. "Cordelia what does this mean -and why is he still here but unconscious?!" Spike asked her. So does he have a heart now? Have you checked?" he was speaking in a more frantic tone than he usually conveyed.

"I don't know, and no I haven't had a chance to check anything yet Spike, this only just happened just

before you both entered the alley!" she shouted back, all of them feeling the stress of not knowing

what was going on.

"I think it may have been too much for him." she cried, but she knew he was right and that she

should check for the beating of a heart. She silently prayed that she would find what she was looking

for, while hoping that Angel was okay.

Cordelia started to lean forward, reaching her hand out to feel Angel's chest hoping against all hopes

that he was already changed into a human and now a mortal, being. But before she could finish, all of a

sudden the beam of pure white light flashed brightly upon all of them once again, causing them all to look up in shock and awe.

Then before any of them could catch their breath and say something, all of a sudden they were once again completely overcome by the same brilliant white light. Spike and Illyria both felt that this was the brightest light that either of them had ever witnessed before. They just stared at the scene in front of them, frozen in place with amazement.

Then suddenly, Cordelia felt Angel's body move, but - he wasn't waking up. His body was being raised upwards, plucked from Cordelia's firm grasp and into the beam of light above. He remained unconscious the entire time, being drawn up higher and higher into the air.

Then the light flashed even brighter than before – before it went out completely, leaving them all in the quiet darkness of the alley, and Angel - was gone.

Cordelia realized that the way his body had risen up into the bright light, was very similar to happened

when she herself transcended to a higher plane back the fateful night on the Freeway, the night when

she had been on her way to meet Angel and tell him she loved him.

While the trio sat there in the darkness, all overwhelmed by what had just happened, none of them

knowing what to say. Cordelia suddenly stiffened, freezing in place - her eyes still open and staring,

had turned all white and were slightly glowing.

Spike knew this meant she was having one of her visions. The visions no longer caused her pain like they used to thankfully, but they now altered her appearance by causing her eyes to glow just like there were now!

After only a minute or so, her appearance returned to normal and she suddenly cried out to them -

"Oh my gosh Spike! I now know what happened to Angel!"

She continued, "The Powers sent me a vision – they obviously wanted me to know what had gone wrong and inform me as to what the new plan was." she stated seeming almost excited.

Spike and Illyria remained quiet, waiting for her to explain.

"Right before you got here," she began, "the Shanshu process had already begun. But something seemed to go terribly wrong when Angel abruptly grabbed his chest in pain and passed out. The 'Powers" informed me that it was at that very moment - that Angel was being given a heart! The very heart that would make him a mortal being!

She then continued, "But it became too much for Angel's physical body to handle, he had been so weakened by the recent fight with the Circle of The Black Thorn, that it caused him to have some kind of heart attack during this first stage of fulfilling the new prophecy."

Illyria finally spoke for the first time since they had arrived, "What do you mean of this - attack of the heart of which you speak?" she asked in the very monotone and almost robotic voice that she now spoke in, ever since taking over Fred's physical body. The term 'heart attack' being something that was foreign to her species.

Spike quickly explained to her what a heart attack meant where Angel was concerned, then he turned to Cordelia with some questions of his own, "But, what are you saying Cordelia? What does that mean and where is Angel now?! Is he gone forever? Is that it?!"

Cordelia quickly replied to reassure him, "No, no he's not dead, I could still sense his soul within him when he laid in my lap. The 'Powers That Be' had to abort the initial plan and they had no choice but to raise him to the higher plane – the plane in which the 'PTB' exists, where they will ensure that Angel is physically restored and prepared for his new life. He still has a destiny that they need him to fulfill, so they had to tend to him immediately to ensure that he was okay so that destiny could be resumed."

"My vision had shown me that they will then transfer Angel, all of him – Body, Heart and Soul – to where ever he will be living out his new existence." Cordelia finished, suddenly feeling a sense of sadness over the sudden realization of him being possibly gone from her forever.

With that Cordelia also vanished, leaving Spike and Illyria behind. They hadn't even had time to thank her or ask her any additional questions as to where Angel might be sent to live out that new existence that she had mentioned.

Spike then turned to Illyria and said, "There is only one thing we can do now Illyria." he announced, "We need to track Angel down and find out where they have sent him to live in his new life as a mortal being! I still don't have a good feeling about this." he added, "Nope, I don't have a good feeling at all."

The next day in Washington DC. . .

Angel woke up, he was in a bedroom and it appeared to be morning from the brightness that filled the room. He took a moment to just lay still for a moment, blinking his eyes a few times to get his bearings since he felt very disoriented and out of sorts. He was trying to recall what had happened to him and how he had ended up in this strange, unfamiliar environment.

He really had no idea where that was, in fact the last thing he could recall was – being in an alley surrounded by a bright light. He remembered feeling pain – and then nothing.

All of a sudden he felt something in his chest, the beating of a heart. That was a feeling that he had

long forgotten and it unnerved him to suddenly feel it now after all that time.

He quickly got out of bed to look around at the strange apartment he was in. He went into the living room area to see if he could find something, anything, that might tell him more about where he was.

Thankfully he came across an old newspaper laying on the coffee table, he picked it up without hesitation and was shocked to find that it was a newspaper from Washington, DC! The date at the upper right corner of the paper told him that only one day had passed since he was in the alley.

Angel dropped the newspaper and began to search more of the apartment to ascertain his surroundings.

The next room he came across was a bathroom, he stepped inside and the first thing he spotted was a mirror which he quickly ran up to eager to see if he had a reflection in this world.

He had only seen himself once before while he was in the H3ll dimension of Pylea when he and his team went there to rescue Cordy, and ended up also bringing back Fred as well. When he saw his reflection in the mirror just then, he was shocked to see that he looked much older and more mature than he had back in Pylea. He still found himself a little mesmerized by his hair - but before he got any more distracted, he forced himself to step away from the mirror and continue with his investigation of the apartment.

From there, Angel wandered back into the bedroom where as soon as he came through the door, one of the first things he noticed was a very nice men's suit that looked to be just his size. It was hanging on a wardrobe door and his first thought was – I don't wear suits!

From there he began to search the room, looking for anything else that would tell him where he was. He looked on the bed side table and found 2 wallets. One had a FBI badge in it and the other wallet had money, credit cards, and a Drivers License, the name on the License read; Seeley Booth. He also found a gun and a set of keys laying near the wallets.

That's when I dawned on him - this must be his new identity Cordelia was talking about. The next thing Angel did was pick up the keys and headed outside to see which of the parked cars was his. At first though, he was more afraid to walk out into the sun since in his previous existence, that was not something he would have been able to do without disintegrating or burning up.

So he stepped out the main entrance of the apartment building, still protected by the awning up above, then he cautiously extended one hand out, into the direct sunlight.

He was pleasantly surprised to see that nothing happened, in fact he felt a magnificent warmth and rather enjoyed the freedom he now felt at knowing he could go anywhere now, and at any time. He then step all the way out into the warm sun and since he was unsure which car was his, he started pressing buttons on the small remote control type device attached to the key ring.

Finally, the headlights came on in one of the vehicles and he heard a beep and a clicking sound as the doors to a large black SUV unlocked.

He then pressed the button again to re-lock the vehicle and went back inside the apartment to shower and to get dressed in the suit that was hanging on the wardrobe door. He noticed that as the morning went on, he was slowly remembering things – bits and pieces of history behind this new person he had been made into.

It seemed the Powers That Be had instilled all of the history and memories of his new life, into his brain as part of creating this new life for him as a human being. They knew he would need to fit into this world and the only way to ensure that, would be if he were just like every other human being and knew where he was born, where he went to College, any of the memories that would enable him to fit in as a human being – into this new life.

The Powers also had to make sure that memories were instilled into anyone whom he would come into contact with in this new life. Such as any co-workers, friends and relatives that also had to be a part of fulfilling this Shanshu prophecy to it's fullest extent.

Basically everyone who knew him in this new life, would be aware of some of his past as well as the present. The same way that humans knew about the lives of their other friends, family and co-workers.

Once he was dressed in the suit, he then added a belt and for some reason, out of all the belt buckles left for him to choose from, he found himself drawn to one that had the word 'Cocky' written across the front of it. He put that on, then he grabbed everything from the bedside table, putting the wallet in his back pocket and sliding the FBI badge over the top of his belt.

He had found a gun holster and strapped it on, slipping the gun inside. Then, he grabbed his keys, left the apartment and walked out to the parked SUV, but before getting in, he took a moment to look up into the clouds, saying a quiet thank you.

What he did not realize, was that someone was watching him from above. It was Cordelia.

She didn't have a smile on her face as she looked down at him, merely because she still had something else to tell him and she knew now was not the time. She would have to wait and find a chance to tell him at a later time.

Angel, or rather – Seeley Booth now, climbed into the SUV and once he started the engine, he just sat there realizing that he had no idea where to go. He had notice his badge listed that he was a Special Agent for the FBI, and it listed the address of the FBI Headquarters as being located inside the J Edgar Hoover Building.

The only problem was, Angel/Booth had no idea as to just where that was.

To be continued . . .