The next afternoon, Angel woke up in his bed. He was only in his pants and
the covers were over him. He rubbed his head. Groaning at the movement,
Angel realized that he had a minor hangover. Then he recognized the smell
of food. Someone was cooking in his kitchen. Angel figured it was Doyle.
As he stood, he tried to remember what had happened last night, but failed miserably. How had he ended up in bed in his pants? Angel headed towards the doors and Buffy took a step back. He opened them and stopped.
"Buffy?" Angel asked.
"Hi." She said, curling her hair behind her ears.
"What.. How did you find me?"
"Your friend Doyle showed me where you were hiding."
"Doyle's not my friend." Angel walked past her and headed for the living room.
"Angel, please stop."
He stopped and turned to look at her.
"I love you." Buffy said.
"Buffy.."
"Have you gotten over me that fast that you can't even say it?"
"I haven't gotten over you. I still love you."
"Then why did you leave me?"
"You know why."
"Right, so I can be in the sun. So I can have someone to have kids with? Well Angel, I don't want kids. Not right now and probably never."
"Did you come here to fight?"
"No, I came here to talk to you. To try to make sense of why you left me. And after giving it some good hard thoughts, I decided that you're wrong."
"I'm wrong?"
"Yes! God! I'm 18, Angel. I can make my own decisions. I don't need you or mom to make them for me. And that's obviously what you two did. I know that mom went to see you. She told me. She's also the one who told me that she had been wrong. We belong together Angel! Don't you feel that emptiness when I'm not near you?"
"I do, but Buffy.. we can't be together."
"Stop saying that! We can. I know we can. I don't care about making love! Angel, I don't have to have sex with you to be happy! I just need you. I need you beside me. I need you to be there for me. And you can't do that when you're running from me. There are other ways that we can be together."
"How?"
"I'm sure I don't need to spell those things out for you!"
"Spare me Buffy. It all leads to the same thing."
"So what?" Buffy asked.
"So what?" Angel repeated, only he said it as if he had just been shocked.
"Yes! So what? We're adults here Angel. We can stop ourselves."
"I don't think I could. And I really don't think that you could either. You've only had sex once Buffy. You couldn't resist the temptation that I would provide if we did those other things."
"Angel, my GOD! We've done those other things before and it didn't lead to anything but us feeling perfectly fine after wards!"
"Buffy.. please! Just go home."
"No."
Through the whole conversation, they had been moving closer together and now they were almost nose-to-nose. Buffy stared hard into Angel's eyes, wanting him to see that he was being irrational. After a few seconds of her steady gaze, Angel's eyes dropped to the bandage she still wore. Buffy backed off a little and sighed.
"Angel, I can't go on without you there with me. Xander and Willow, hell, even Oz, wants us to be together. They know what I need. Do you?"
Angel turned away and looked at the ceiling.
"Angel.. do you?"
"Me." He said quietly.
"Yes. Got it in one Bob." Buffy stepped up to him, put her arms around his waist, and laid her head on his broad, muscular back.
He laid his large hands over her little ones wrapped around him and sighed. He knew she wasn't going to let go until she got what she wanted. So, the best he could do for her was turn in her arms and hold her too. Buffy buried her face in his chest and cried.
"Please don't leave me Angel. Please." Buffy sobbed.
Angel pulled her further into him and held on tightly, choking back the tears that threatened to fall. Damn it, if she had just stayed away from him and not held him, he could have walked away. Now he was sure of one thing: he couldn't leave her. Not now, not ever. She was his salvation.
"I knew you'd come around man." Doyle said behind them.
The two broke apart enough to look at the Irish man standing on the stairs.
"But you said that.." Angel started.
"I said that you were supposed ta help people and be a part of the world. I didn't say how, but it looks like you found it. Or should I say her?"
"You mean.."
"Yeah. You were never supposed to leave that girl there. No matter where you two are, you belong together. There's a big hole in your souls when you're not together. You'd have come back to each other anyway. Ya always do."
"What do you mean?" Buffy asked.
"In every dimension that you two are in..and trust me when I say, there are a lot of 'em..you're always together eventually. The Powers That Be make certain of that. You're their two champions. You were meant for each other."
Buffy and Angel stared at Doyle as he left the apartment. They hadn't expected that. Angel broke away from Buffy and went after Doyle.
"Doyle." Angel called from the doorway to the inner office. Doyle turned. "Thank you."
"Hey go make yourselves happy."
"But we can't.. be happy."
"Yeah you can. That little red headed witch made certain of that when she said the spell that gave you back your soul. You've been able to make each other happy since you got back from hell."
With that, Doyle was gone, leaving Angel to stare after him.
"Angel?" Buffy called from downstairs.
He turned and went back down to her.
"Is everything ok?"
"Yeah..yeah, everything is perfect." Angel said.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Buffy, everything is perfect. Even the happiness I feel right now."
Buffy stepped back. "What do you mean?"
"I can show you if it would be much better for you."
"Show me what?"
Angel swept her off her feet and led carried to the bedroom. He laid her gently down on the bed and then laid down next to her.
"Angel, what are you doing?"
"Something that I've wanted to do for quite sometime."
"What.." Buffy started to breath heavy as his hands found a spot that hadn't been touched since the night they made love. "Angel.. we can't."
"Relax." Angel said into her ear.
His hands found the hem of her shirt and he pulled it up over her head. She gasped as his cool hands found the warm skin of her chest. He laid kisses over her stomach, working his way up towards her breasts and neck. When he reached her neck, he ripped the bandage off. Buffy swore when the tape caught on some of her hair.
"Sorry." Angel mumbled into her neck.
He kissed her almost fully healed scar. Buffy whimpered a little, thinking he was going to bite down, but relaxed into him when he moved up to her lips. Their tongues dueled for domination in their mouths, neither of them winning, both evenly matched. His hands found her pants and he unbuttoned them. His lips trailed back down her stomach so he could get her pants off of her. She arched her hips up so he could slide them past her hips.
Angel tossed the pants to the floor and Buffy grabbed onto his pants. He stood and allowed her to unbutton the leather pants and slide them to his ankles, where he stepped out of them. He was bared to her, but she still had her underwear on. Buffy was sitting up on her knees and Angel came and sat down in front of her. She climbed onto him and slid her legs around his waist and hips. His hands reached the clasps to her bra and soon, that was gone. The only thing left was her underwear. Angel flipped Buffy so she was underneath him. His hands found her underwear and he ripped them off.
"Hey! I kinda liked those." Buffy said.
"I didn't. They were in my way."
Now they both laid there, staring into each other's eyes lovingly, and naked. Nothing could stop them now.
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry! Oh my God! Scarred for life!" Cordelia yelled from the doorway.
Buffy and Angel scrambled to cover themselves while Cody turned away.
"Cordelia, what the hell are you doing here?" Buffy asked.
"I think the question is: what the hell are you two doing? Trying to make an apocalypse?"
"No!" Buffy and Angel said together.
"What ARE you doing here Cordy?" Angel asked.
"You gave me your address and I decided to come by. Maybe start a business, but I see you've got that down well."
"Angel, what were we doing?" Buffy asked.
"Wait, you two were about to get groiny with it and YOU didn't realize it?"
"Cordelia, could you just shut up for one second?"
"Geez, sorry."
"Angel?"
"Doyle.. said that my soul had been bound to me since Willow did the restoration spell." Angel said.
"WHAT!?"
"I didn't know it either, Buffy. I just now found out. That's why I told you to relax."
"Angel, we've been able to be happy for so long!"
"I know."
"Why didn't we know about this sooner?"
"Maybe because nobody knew." Cordy said.
"What?" Buffy and Angel asked.
"Well, Willow never said anything about changing the spell. So maybe nobody alive knew about it."
"What are you saying, that Ms. Calendar knew? That she changed the spell to get rid of the loophole?" Buffy asked.
"Maybe. You know, maybe she felt guilty about knowing and not telling any of us, especially you two, and she wanted to make it up to you guys."
"She's got a point that actually makes sense."
"I do that sometimes."
"Ok, so.. What now?"
"We should go back to Sunnydale and talk to Giles. See if he knows anything. If not, we'll research." Angel said.
"Count me out. I have an audition coming up." Cordy said.
"No one asked you anyways." Buffy said.
"Pft!" Cordy flipped her hair and walked out.
"Come on, let's get dressed." Angel said, getting out of bed and walking around to get his pants.
Buffy watched him. He was still naked and so was she. She really, really wanted this, but what if that Doyle guy had been lying.. or he had been a prankster? Angel had slipped his pants on and was now looking at Buffy looking at him.
"Buffy?"
She shook her head and looked up at him. "You're really going to go back?"
"Yes of course."
Buffy started to tear up.
"I thought that I was strong enough to leave you, but one look at you and I couldn't do it. Buffy, I am madly in love with you. There is no one on this earth, and that includes all the other dimensions, that I would want to be with. I'd do anything for you."
"Will you stay this time? Will you be there forever?"
"Forever. That's the whole point."
Buffy blinked and stared at him.
"What?" Angel asked confused.
"Nothing. It's just.. never mind." Buffy threw the covers off of her and got dressed. Angel put his shirt, socks, and shoes on and he led her up and out. They walked to a big black Plymouth GTX convertible in a parking garage and got in. The windows were tinted and the top was up so Angel wouldn't get burned. He didn't have to worry too much about it though, the sun was almost down. He had slept all day almost and they had spent a lot of time fighting and getting "groiny with it," as Cordy had graciously put it, that the day was almost gone.
Buffy showed him how to get to her dad's house from there. By the time they had found the house, the sun was down. They walked in and were greeted by Willow, Oz, and Xander. They all said hi and welcome back to Angel.
"Where's dad and Lesley? I want them to meet Angel." Buffy said.
"Lesley's in the kitchen cooking and your dad called earlier and said he'd be home in a little while." Willow said.
"Thanks." Buffy led Angel into the massive kitchen. "Lesley."
The woman turned. "Hey Buffy. Glad you could make it home from.. that's not Nathalie."
"No, this is Angel. Angel, this is my step-mom Lesley."
"Hello." Angel said.
Lesley stepped up and shook Angel's hand. "Hi. Hey, you're the guy that made Buffy cry. Don't let her dad know that, he's kill ya."
"Yeah."
"What's for dinner?" Buffy asked.
"Turkey, sweet carrots, corn, homemade rolls, and for dessert strawberry pie." Lesley said.
"Ooh, yummy." Buffy turned to Angel. "Come on, I'll show you my room."
Buffy led Angel upstairs and showed him her room. It was a little brighter than her room in Sunnydale, but Angel liked it cause it was hers. She showed him the picture of them at the Bronze. Angel smiled and apologized to her again. She insisted that it was ok because he was here now.
Willow, Oz, and Xander came into the room and took seats everywhere. Xander took her big round ottoman chair, Willow took her beanbag chair, and Oz took a seat on the floor in front of her. Buffy and Angel were sitting on the bed facing them.
"So what's up? Are ya moving back to the Hellmouth Angel?" Oz asked.
"Yeah. Buffy convinced me." Angel said.
"That's good! That's really great! When?" Willow asked.
"As soon as night falls tomorrow." Buffy said.
"Why tomorrow?" Xander asked.
"Well, my dad's gonna wanna meet the man that stole his daughter's heart finally and plus, I'm pooped. I think I'm going to sleep in tomorrow."
"Good idea!"
"Buffy? Are you here?" Hank called up from downstairs.
"Yeah dad. I'm in my room." Buffy called back.
A minute later, Hank was standing in the doorway. "Buffy? Who is this man in your room?"
"Oh, dad, this is Angel. You remember me telling you about Angel."
"Oh, so you're Angel. It's nice to finally meet you." Hank shook Angel's hand. "Oh, cold hands! Are you studying to be a doctor?"
"No."
"It's ok. Are you staying foe dinner Angel?"
"Um.."
"Yeah, he is dad. He's also staying the night. He's going back to Sunnydale tomorrow night with us." Buffy said.
"Oh. Is he going to be sleeping with you?"
"No, I can sleep on the floo.." Angel started.
"Don't be silly Angel! I'm 18 and my dad knows that. We can sleep in the same bed." Buffy interrupted him.
"Are you sure?"
"It's fine! I really don't mind." Hank said. "I trust my daughter."
"Thank you daddy." Buffy said. She kissed her dad on the cheek.
"Dinner will be in about five minutes."
"Ok." Buffy gave her dad a huge smile as he walked out. As soon as he was gone, the smile melted and she rolled her eyes. Angel looked at her questioningly. "As long as I pretend that I'm a sweet little girl, he doesn't care what I do!"
"Oh." Angel said.
"Come on, let's go down and eat."
"Does any of the food have garlic in it?"
"No. Lesley is allergic to it. She's also allergic to a lot of other spices."
"Ok. Let's go."
As he stood, he tried to remember what had happened last night, but failed miserably. How had he ended up in bed in his pants? Angel headed towards the doors and Buffy took a step back. He opened them and stopped.
"Buffy?" Angel asked.
"Hi." She said, curling her hair behind her ears.
"What.. How did you find me?"
"Your friend Doyle showed me where you were hiding."
"Doyle's not my friend." Angel walked past her and headed for the living room.
"Angel, please stop."
He stopped and turned to look at her.
"I love you." Buffy said.
"Buffy.."
"Have you gotten over me that fast that you can't even say it?"
"I haven't gotten over you. I still love you."
"Then why did you leave me?"
"You know why."
"Right, so I can be in the sun. So I can have someone to have kids with? Well Angel, I don't want kids. Not right now and probably never."
"Did you come here to fight?"
"No, I came here to talk to you. To try to make sense of why you left me. And after giving it some good hard thoughts, I decided that you're wrong."
"I'm wrong?"
"Yes! God! I'm 18, Angel. I can make my own decisions. I don't need you or mom to make them for me. And that's obviously what you two did. I know that mom went to see you. She told me. She's also the one who told me that she had been wrong. We belong together Angel! Don't you feel that emptiness when I'm not near you?"
"I do, but Buffy.. we can't be together."
"Stop saying that! We can. I know we can. I don't care about making love! Angel, I don't have to have sex with you to be happy! I just need you. I need you beside me. I need you to be there for me. And you can't do that when you're running from me. There are other ways that we can be together."
"How?"
"I'm sure I don't need to spell those things out for you!"
"Spare me Buffy. It all leads to the same thing."
"So what?" Buffy asked.
"So what?" Angel repeated, only he said it as if he had just been shocked.
"Yes! So what? We're adults here Angel. We can stop ourselves."
"I don't think I could. And I really don't think that you could either. You've only had sex once Buffy. You couldn't resist the temptation that I would provide if we did those other things."
"Angel, my GOD! We've done those other things before and it didn't lead to anything but us feeling perfectly fine after wards!"
"Buffy.. please! Just go home."
"No."
Through the whole conversation, they had been moving closer together and now they were almost nose-to-nose. Buffy stared hard into Angel's eyes, wanting him to see that he was being irrational. After a few seconds of her steady gaze, Angel's eyes dropped to the bandage she still wore. Buffy backed off a little and sighed.
"Angel, I can't go on without you there with me. Xander and Willow, hell, even Oz, wants us to be together. They know what I need. Do you?"
Angel turned away and looked at the ceiling.
"Angel.. do you?"
"Me." He said quietly.
"Yes. Got it in one Bob." Buffy stepped up to him, put her arms around his waist, and laid her head on his broad, muscular back.
He laid his large hands over her little ones wrapped around him and sighed. He knew she wasn't going to let go until she got what she wanted. So, the best he could do for her was turn in her arms and hold her too. Buffy buried her face in his chest and cried.
"Please don't leave me Angel. Please." Buffy sobbed.
Angel pulled her further into him and held on tightly, choking back the tears that threatened to fall. Damn it, if she had just stayed away from him and not held him, he could have walked away. Now he was sure of one thing: he couldn't leave her. Not now, not ever. She was his salvation.
"I knew you'd come around man." Doyle said behind them.
The two broke apart enough to look at the Irish man standing on the stairs.
"But you said that.." Angel started.
"I said that you were supposed ta help people and be a part of the world. I didn't say how, but it looks like you found it. Or should I say her?"
"You mean.."
"Yeah. You were never supposed to leave that girl there. No matter where you two are, you belong together. There's a big hole in your souls when you're not together. You'd have come back to each other anyway. Ya always do."
"What do you mean?" Buffy asked.
"In every dimension that you two are in..and trust me when I say, there are a lot of 'em..you're always together eventually. The Powers That Be make certain of that. You're their two champions. You were meant for each other."
Buffy and Angel stared at Doyle as he left the apartment. They hadn't expected that. Angel broke away from Buffy and went after Doyle.
"Doyle." Angel called from the doorway to the inner office. Doyle turned. "Thank you."
"Hey go make yourselves happy."
"But we can't.. be happy."
"Yeah you can. That little red headed witch made certain of that when she said the spell that gave you back your soul. You've been able to make each other happy since you got back from hell."
With that, Doyle was gone, leaving Angel to stare after him.
"Angel?" Buffy called from downstairs.
He turned and went back down to her.
"Is everything ok?"
"Yeah..yeah, everything is perfect." Angel said.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Buffy, everything is perfect. Even the happiness I feel right now."
Buffy stepped back. "What do you mean?"
"I can show you if it would be much better for you."
"Show me what?"
Angel swept her off her feet and led carried to the bedroom. He laid her gently down on the bed and then laid down next to her.
"Angel, what are you doing?"
"Something that I've wanted to do for quite sometime."
"What.." Buffy started to breath heavy as his hands found a spot that hadn't been touched since the night they made love. "Angel.. we can't."
"Relax." Angel said into her ear.
His hands found the hem of her shirt and he pulled it up over her head. She gasped as his cool hands found the warm skin of her chest. He laid kisses over her stomach, working his way up towards her breasts and neck. When he reached her neck, he ripped the bandage off. Buffy swore when the tape caught on some of her hair.
"Sorry." Angel mumbled into her neck.
He kissed her almost fully healed scar. Buffy whimpered a little, thinking he was going to bite down, but relaxed into him when he moved up to her lips. Their tongues dueled for domination in their mouths, neither of them winning, both evenly matched. His hands found her pants and he unbuttoned them. His lips trailed back down her stomach so he could get her pants off of her. She arched her hips up so he could slide them past her hips.
Angel tossed the pants to the floor and Buffy grabbed onto his pants. He stood and allowed her to unbutton the leather pants and slide them to his ankles, where he stepped out of them. He was bared to her, but she still had her underwear on. Buffy was sitting up on her knees and Angel came and sat down in front of her. She climbed onto him and slid her legs around his waist and hips. His hands reached the clasps to her bra and soon, that was gone. The only thing left was her underwear. Angel flipped Buffy so she was underneath him. His hands found her underwear and he ripped them off.
"Hey! I kinda liked those." Buffy said.
"I didn't. They were in my way."
Now they both laid there, staring into each other's eyes lovingly, and naked. Nothing could stop them now.
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry! Oh my God! Scarred for life!" Cordelia yelled from the doorway.
Buffy and Angel scrambled to cover themselves while Cody turned away.
"Cordelia, what the hell are you doing here?" Buffy asked.
"I think the question is: what the hell are you two doing? Trying to make an apocalypse?"
"No!" Buffy and Angel said together.
"What ARE you doing here Cordy?" Angel asked.
"You gave me your address and I decided to come by. Maybe start a business, but I see you've got that down well."
"Angel, what were we doing?" Buffy asked.
"Wait, you two were about to get groiny with it and YOU didn't realize it?"
"Cordelia, could you just shut up for one second?"
"Geez, sorry."
"Angel?"
"Doyle.. said that my soul had been bound to me since Willow did the restoration spell." Angel said.
"WHAT!?"
"I didn't know it either, Buffy. I just now found out. That's why I told you to relax."
"Angel, we've been able to be happy for so long!"
"I know."
"Why didn't we know about this sooner?"
"Maybe because nobody knew." Cordy said.
"What?" Buffy and Angel asked.
"Well, Willow never said anything about changing the spell. So maybe nobody alive knew about it."
"What are you saying, that Ms. Calendar knew? That she changed the spell to get rid of the loophole?" Buffy asked.
"Maybe. You know, maybe she felt guilty about knowing and not telling any of us, especially you two, and she wanted to make it up to you guys."
"She's got a point that actually makes sense."
"I do that sometimes."
"Ok, so.. What now?"
"We should go back to Sunnydale and talk to Giles. See if he knows anything. If not, we'll research." Angel said.
"Count me out. I have an audition coming up." Cordy said.
"No one asked you anyways." Buffy said.
"Pft!" Cordy flipped her hair and walked out.
"Come on, let's get dressed." Angel said, getting out of bed and walking around to get his pants.
Buffy watched him. He was still naked and so was she. She really, really wanted this, but what if that Doyle guy had been lying.. or he had been a prankster? Angel had slipped his pants on and was now looking at Buffy looking at him.
"Buffy?"
She shook her head and looked up at him. "You're really going to go back?"
"Yes of course."
Buffy started to tear up.
"I thought that I was strong enough to leave you, but one look at you and I couldn't do it. Buffy, I am madly in love with you. There is no one on this earth, and that includes all the other dimensions, that I would want to be with. I'd do anything for you."
"Will you stay this time? Will you be there forever?"
"Forever. That's the whole point."
Buffy blinked and stared at him.
"What?" Angel asked confused.
"Nothing. It's just.. never mind." Buffy threw the covers off of her and got dressed. Angel put his shirt, socks, and shoes on and he led her up and out. They walked to a big black Plymouth GTX convertible in a parking garage and got in. The windows were tinted and the top was up so Angel wouldn't get burned. He didn't have to worry too much about it though, the sun was almost down. He had slept all day almost and they had spent a lot of time fighting and getting "groiny with it," as Cordy had graciously put it, that the day was almost gone.
Buffy showed him how to get to her dad's house from there. By the time they had found the house, the sun was down. They walked in and were greeted by Willow, Oz, and Xander. They all said hi and welcome back to Angel.
"Where's dad and Lesley? I want them to meet Angel." Buffy said.
"Lesley's in the kitchen cooking and your dad called earlier and said he'd be home in a little while." Willow said.
"Thanks." Buffy led Angel into the massive kitchen. "Lesley."
The woman turned. "Hey Buffy. Glad you could make it home from.. that's not Nathalie."
"No, this is Angel. Angel, this is my step-mom Lesley."
"Hello." Angel said.
Lesley stepped up and shook Angel's hand. "Hi. Hey, you're the guy that made Buffy cry. Don't let her dad know that, he's kill ya."
"Yeah."
"What's for dinner?" Buffy asked.
"Turkey, sweet carrots, corn, homemade rolls, and for dessert strawberry pie." Lesley said.
"Ooh, yummy." Buffy turned to Angel. "Come on, I'll show you my room."
Buffy led Angel upstairs and showed him her room. It was a little brighter than her room in Sunnydale, but Angel liked it cause it was hers. She showed him the picture of them at the Bronze. Angel smiled and apologized to her again. She insisted that it was ok because he was here now.
Willow, Oz, and Xander came into the room and took seats everywhere. Xander took her big round ottoman chair, Willow took her beanbag chair, and Oz took a seat on the floor in front of her. Buffy and Angel were sitting on the bed facing them.
"So what's up? Are ya moving back to the Hellmouth Angel?" Oz asked.
"Yeah. Buffy convinced me." Angel said.
"That's good! That's really great! When?" Willow asked.
"As soon as night falls tomorrow." Buffy said.
"Why tomorrow?" Xander asked.
"Well, my dad's gonna wanna meet the man that stole his daughter's heart finally and plus, I'm pooped. I think I'm going to sleep in tomorrow."
"Good idea!"
"Buffy? Are you here?" Hank called up from downstairs.
"Yeah dad. I'm in my room." Buffy called back.
A minute later, Hank was standing in the doorway. "Buffy? Who is this man in your room?"
"Oh, dad, this is Angel. You remember me telling you about Angel."
"Oh, so you're Angel. It's nice to finally meet you." Hank shook Angel's hand. "Oh, cold hands! Are you studying to be a doctor?"
"No."
"It's ok. Are you staying foe dinner Angel?"
"Um.."
"Yeah, he is dad. He's also staying the night. He's going back to Sunnydale tomorrow night with us." Buffy said.
"Oh. Is he going to be sleeping with you?"
"No, I can sleep on the floo.." Angel started.
"Don't be silly Angel! I'm 18 and my dad knows that. We can sleep in the same bed." Buffy interrupted him.
"Are you sure?"
"It's fine! I really don't mind." Hank said. "I trust my daughter."
"Thank you daddy." Buffy said. She kissed her dad on the cheek.
"Dinner will be in about five minutes."
"Ok." Buffy gave her dad a huge smile as he walked out. As soon as he was gone, the smile melted and she rolled her eyes. Angel looked at her questioningly. "As long as I pretend that I'm a sweet little girl, he doesn't care what I do!"
"Oh." Angel said.
"Come on, let's go down and eat."
"Does any of the food have garlic in it?"
"No. Lesley is allergic to it. She's also allergic to a lot of other spices."
"Ok. Let's go."