When Good Angels go Bad

Chapter Two: Reinforcements and Introductions

"Angel Investigations, we help the hopeless. How may we help you tonight?" Cordelia Chase says cheerily as she answers the phone.

"I need to speak with Angel please."

"And who may I say is calling?"

"An old friend who needs his help."

"One minute please." Cordy covers the mouthpiece with her hand before hollering, "Angel! Phone!"

The elevator door opens and Angel, tall, dark and pale steps out. Crossing the room he takes the phone from Cordelia who grabs her bags, waves goodbye and heads home.

"This is Angel."

"Thank goodness you're in. It's Leo. I need your help."

"Come on in. Do you need the address?"

"I've already got it. Be right over."

The line goes dead and Angel hangs the phone up. Leaning against the desk, he crosses his arms and no more than two minutes later bright blue and white lights fill the room.

Leo embraces his old friend and Angel returns the brief show of emotion.

"What can I do for you and why is there blood on your hands?"

"Huh?" Leo looks down, "Sorry man, meant no disrespect by it. That's actually why I'm here. Remember about 20 years ago when I told you about Chris, my youngest son and the dark future?"

"Yeah, has Wyatt lost it again?" Angel asks, recalling the memory vividly.

"No, that wouldn't bring me here. It's Chris. He's been dreaming of his alternate self and tonight..."

"His birthday. I sent a card... oh gods he's 25, isn't that..."

Leo nods, "When we lost the other Chris. Apparently that scumbag Gideon also put a Killing Curse on that athame too. He's dying again."

"Oh my. I'm so sorry Leo. What can I do?" Angel's voice is kind, yet serious.

"I need to know if you have any information or a cure for the curse."

"I'll get everyone on it tomorrow morning. Wait here and I'll go call my associates, wake them up and tell them to get here ASAP tomorrow. I promise we'll do everything we can."

"Thanks Angel." Leo says gratefully.

Leo crashes onto one of the plush couches, his head in his hands as he waits for Angel's return. All of his strength vanishes and sobs wrack his body, Leo leans back and wonders what his son did to deserve this, what his family did to deserve this. Tears streaming down his face, exhaustion also overwhelms him and Leo closes his eyes.

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Leo wakes to the smell of coffee and the turning of pages. Sitting up, he finds he's on the couch and somebody gave him a blanket and a coffee.

"Morning Leo. I didn't want to wake you." Angel says from his position in one of the chairs.

"It's fine. Do you have a cell phone, I'd like to call my family."

Angel tosses him a cell phone from his pocket, "Go right ahead, my partners should be up from the basement any minute."

Leo exits the room, returning to find a pretty young lady and another gentleman flipping through books with Angel.

"Here." Leo tosses Angel his phone and sits back down, "Thanks."

Angel catches it easily and tosses it on the table, "How's Chris?"

"He sounds a bit better, I think. Sarcasm wise he's back to his old self."

"Ahem." The lady at a computer, "Are we going to get an explanation or at least an introduction?"

The other gentlemen glares at her and Angel groans, "Sorry, right. Uh everybody this is Leo, an old friend of mine from serval years ago."

"Hi." Leo says, "It's nice to meet you. Thank you so much for helping."

"Leo these are my partners, Cordelia Chase and Wesley Wyndham-Pryce."

"Are they... are you...uh?" Leo asks.

"Vampires?" Cordelia asks, "Nope, totally human. Although I recently became a Seer."

"And I'm a Rouge Demon Hunter slash Ex-Watcher." Wesley says.

"Watcher?"

"Watchers guide and oversee The Slayer and potential Slayers. They also keep an eye on Hellmouths all over the world." Angel explains.

"So they're like whitelighters." Leo says.

Now it's Wesley's turn to be confused, "White Lighters?"

"Yeah, we're like guardian angels for witches and future whitelighters."

"What do you mean angels?" Cordelia asks.

"I mean if you were to look under W in the names of medics who earned the purple heart serving in World War Two you'd come across the name of Leonardo Wyatt, killed in action 1942. That's me. When I died I was given the chance to become a whitelighter." Leo explains.

"Oh."

"Yeah, now my son needs help."

"But wait a second, huh? No offense but you're dead. How?"

"Complicated. After we help Chris." Angel says.

"We've been looking for hours, but we're coming up empty." Wesley protests, "We're running out of material."

"Don't worry we're about to have more material to sift through and people to help." Angel says cryptically.

"I guess that's where we come in." Xander Harris announces.

Everybody turns to the door where Willow, Xander and Giles stand in the entrance.

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