Q & A 2

Quinn sat on the edge of the king sized bed. She was alone, which was probably the better option. She knew that if Angel had been in the room it would have been silent anyways. She didn't want to have to tolerate the silent awkwardness. She rifled through the bag and pulled out her phone cord. She punched in a series of numbers and heard the click of the other end picking up. "Hey dad."

"How'd things go?" The other line asked.

"I can see why you liked her so much." She sighed it was an odd relationship they all shared. "She's quite something."

"You know how Angel feels about you, love." Even though she couldn't see his face, she could hear the sneer that was on his face. Her father didn't love Angel merely tolerated him.
"I know. But I also know he loves her too." She could hear the sadness in her own voice and it was kind of depressing.

"Do you want me to come to SunnyDale?" He offered. Her eyes widened.

"No. No no. That's ok I'll be fine." She could imagine Buffy was having enough trouble with the whole Angel/Quinn situation. She might be the slayer, but who knows how she would handle learning who Quinn's father is. She buried her head in her hands my life is like a soap opera. My dad "dated" the slayer. My husband "dated" the slayer. But she made him turn evil and then he turned back. My mother tried to kill this whole town on multiple occasions.

"Quinn?" She heard the voice in her ear.

"Sorry." She responded shaking her head trying to clear it. "No, dad. I'll be fine." She heard someone clear their throat she turned to see Buffy standing in the door way. "hey dad I gotta go. I'll see you later." She clicked off the phone and placed it in the center of the bed side table.

"Can I come in." Quinn cracked a smile.

"It's your room." She laughed. Buffy smiled slightly moving to sit on the far end of the bed.

"I take it you know about me and Angel?" She asked. Quinn nodded.

"Yes. I know what it's like to lose someone you love and then have to watch them move on with someone else. Perhaps not to your extent…but."

"Got it." She spoke motioning her hands in an I got it type fashion. "I apologize for trying to kill you earlier." Buffy continued. Quinn cracked a smile.

"Don't mention it."

"So how did you guys meet exactly?" Quinn could tell she felt awkward asking whether it was from her not wanting to ask the question or from not really caring what the answer was, she wasn't sure. Either way the question surprised her in fact the whole encounter was a shock.

"Um…We met shortly after he moved to LA...He actually tried to kill me."

She stayed close to the edge of the building staying as far from the road as possible. She drew as little attention to herself as possible. It was LA she was one of 30,000 brunettes in the city. She was a no one and she wanted to keep it that way. The fall air stirred blowing cold air down the back of her shirt. She shivered drawing her sweater tighter to herself. With as many people that were bustling about trying to get from one end of the busy street to the other she managed to keep an eye on the person she was tailing and the person tailing that person. She saw the one duck behind one of the retail shops and a few seconds later the other ducked behind going into the same alley. She sped up her pace a little and ducked into the alley. She could hear shouting the further as she delved further. "Where is it?" The male that had been following her asked shoving her up against one of the brick walls pinning her arms.

"I don't know where it is." She cried. The man back handed her, blood pooled and ran down her chin from the cut on her lip. When she turned back the man's appearance had changed. His eyes were yellow around the pupil his face from his cheeks up had contorted his canines enlarged. He looked at her like a dog might a steak.

"Wanna try that again?" He asked drawing nearer to her throat. Tears sprang from her eyes and she began to cry.

"Please! I don't know anything!" She cried she felt twin pricks on the side of her neck.

"Hey!" The shout came from behind them. The creature looked up. "She said she doesn't know anything." The voice drew nearer a figure materialized from the dark. It scoffed.

"Get outta here." He spoke ducking his head back into the crook of the girl's neck. Whimpers could be heard over the slushing noise the creature made as it sucked the life force from the woman. She surged forward and with incredible strength threw the thing of the night off.

"Run…Go now!" She yelled to the girl. She heard the panicked footsteps of the woman running as far away as she could as fast as her trembling legs could carry her. She turned back to the creature…the vampire. "Where were we?" She asked rhetorically. The vampire lunged forward she stepped to the side kicking out landing a nice solid blow to his stomach she brought her elbow down with immense speed down on the back of his neck dropping him onto his face. She stood over him pulling a pointed wooden stake from the waist band of her pants and punched it through his ribs into his heart. He turned to dust immediately she was now standing over a pile of ash. She turned a wary eye behind her making sure no one had witnessed the series of events that had just transpired.

He'd had the hopes of saving another life tonight but as he watched from the cover of a dark alley he saw that someone had beaten him to it. He watched the woman fight, she was quick and she was strong. She wasn't human. And she wasn't a slayer either. No she was something else entirely. He watched her look up and scan the area until finally she disappeared into the surrounding darkness. Even from the distance he was away he could see that she matched the description of the girl Cordelia had seen in her vison. He walked picking up on the girls trail a few blocks away kicking a man onto the sidewalk from inside a bar. She leaned down to pick him up and drag him into the alley way behind the highly frequented bar. He could hear there clear conversation as he approached. "Please…I haven't done anything!" The man shouted. The girl chuckled. He heard the smack as her fist collided with his face knocking him back into the brick wall behind him. She twisted and kicked him smacking him into the wall. The guy folded to the ground she loomed over him. Before she could strike one more blow he charged taking her to the ground. They both popped up from the ground and squared off.

"Who the hell are you?" She asked watching him.

"I'm Angel I don't like bullies." He lunged forward kicking through her like he would if she were a door. With ease she glided to the side out of the way. She back handed the side of his face he caught her arm and drove her into the wall. She walked up the wall and flipped around behind him. Front kicking him forcing him into the hard surface. She looked passed Angel the guy she had tracked was gone. She looked back to Angel, a stake slipped down the sleeve of his jacket. She charged at him throwing a series of combinations. Angel blocked a few of them but a few of them connected. A cut emerged on his lip. His eyes changed from their warm brown to the glowing yellow and his canines enlarged.

"Vampire, you have no idea what you just did." She snarled.

"Interrupted your dinner have I?" He tilted his head.

"He was a demon, not a person!" She yelled. "You are dealing with things far greater than you understand." She growled.

"Yeah, that greater thing is what sent me here." Angel answered.

Cordelia looked up from where she sat behind the desk. "Did you find…" Seeing the person materialize behind him her eyes widened. "Hey! That's the girl. You brought her here? Why isn't she all like, puff?" She made a motion with her hands mocking an explosion.

"I think there was a misunderstanding. The guy you saw in your vision was a demon not a human she was mugging." Angel explained. Cordelia put her hands in her back pockets and looked down.

"Oh…oops." She sighed. She looked back up. "So who are you?"

"Quinn." Cordelia took in the bruises and small cuts over her boss's face.

"How did you beat up Angel?" Angel shot her a look.

"I'm a little more than meets the eye." Quinn responded.

"What are you exactly?"

"Cordelia." Angel warned like a parent might who might to a child that was being rude.

"I was born to vampires. Somehow makes me a hybrid. I have human vampire qualities." Cordelia looked at Angel.

"How does that work?" He looked away and shrugged.

"What is it you are looking for?" Angel asked taking attention away from Cordelia's interrogation. Cordy glared at him and went back behind the desk taking a seat. Angel leaned against the file cabinet waiting for a reply. Quinn moved across the room from Angel and leaned casually against the short book shelf.

"Cymophane." She replied. Cordelia looked at her, her mouth hung open in question.

"It's a gem, also called cat's eye." Someone else who Quinn hadn't noticed before answered. He wore thinly framed glasses worn blue jeans and a blue colored shirt. He had a thick English accent.

"What's so important about the stone thing?" Cordelia asked.

"Gem. It gives the person that possesses it supernatural abilities." He corrected. Quinn nodded in agreement. "Wesley Wyndam-Pryce." He extended his hand to her.

"Quinn." She replied grasping his hand and shaking it.

"Why are you looking for it?" Angel continued. She took her eyes off Westley and onto Angel. Her lips curled into a small playful smile.

"There are more dangerous people than me looking for it." She replied.

"Angel, if a demon were to recover this gem it would make them nearly invincible. No one know what abilities it truly gives." Westley warned.

She watched Buffy as she spoke trying to gauge her. "Wow, and I thought our first meeting was interesting." She responded sarcastically. Buffy popped up from where she sat on the edge of the bed and walked toward the door stopping and turned. A look of puzzlement on her face, Quinn looked at her expectantly. "You were talking to your dad." She said. Quinn nodded. "He seems like he cares. Does he know about you?" Buffy asked. Unbeknownst to Buffy it was kind of an awkward conversation. Quinn laughed nervously.

"He's very well informed.." She smiled. Buffy nodded.

"Cool." She responded. As Quinn watched her she could see that there was something else Buffy wanted to ask.

"No, I don't have to drink blood to survive. I can eat normal food it just tastes really super bland. Like cardboard." Buffy's eyes widened.

"I didn't mean..." Quinn cut her off.

"It's ok." She laughed.

"Sunlight?"

"I won't burst into flames, but it's very uncomfortable. I tend to avoid sunlight if it can be helped." Buffy nodded.

"Night." Buffy turned and disappeared into the hall. Quinn settled into bed pulling the comforter to her neck she turned over and pulled the chain hanging from the lamp. The room went dark. A few moments later she felt the bed shake lightly and a tug on the comforter.

"I think she likes you." He whispered in her ear. She rolled over to see Angel's face inches from hers. In the darkness she could see his warm brown eyes and his spike dark brown hair.

"She can only try to kill me so many times in a day. Let's see how tomorrow plays out." Quinn whispered sarcastically in response. She could hear Angel chuckle.