CHAPTER ONE
She Sat in her windowless room, head buried in her hands. She felt unwell. She has been cooped up in this room for weeks. They didn't let her out, not even to see Lorne. The awful man, Lee DeMarco explained Lorne was busy being his number one star and didn't have time to see her. Abigail knew Lorne wouldn't just forget her. They've been together for almost two years and no one got between them. She missed him.
She heard footsteps and the door to the room opened. She froze and looked up. It was him, DeMarco, sneering at her.
" Please," she whispered to him, " Just do it."
" Do what?"
" Kill me."
" I can't kill you. You're my insurance against Lorne." He regarded her silently for a moment, " though I have no idea what you saw in him. He's a green horned demon and you're a human. Such a couple shouldn't even happen."
" But it has. He loves me and I love him." She said firmly.
" Hmm. Stand up," DeMarco ordered and she did so, slowly, hoping she didn't look as scared as she felt
Before she could even defend herself, DeMarco punched her in the ribs, making her gasp. He then strode out of the room as if nothing had happened.
A dull ache spread through her as she gingerly sat back down. Since he couldn't hurt Lorne, he took his frustrations out on her.
Abigail woke with a start and looked around. She was back in bed, in the hotel room she shared with Lorne. He was still asleep beside her. She glanced at the clock, it was five in the morning. She got up quietly and went to their ensuite bathroom. She lifted her pyjama top to reveal the ugly purple/yellowish bruises on both sides of her torso. She winced and hid them from view again. She went back to the bedroom to see Lorne awake and looking around for her.
" There you are. Why are you up so early?" Lorne asked sleepily.
" I needed to go the bathroom," Abigail replied as she climbed back into bed.
" Well, since we're both up, maybe we can use the time to get reacquainted," Lorne suggested as he kissed her on the lips then her neck.
" Lorne-I'm still sleepy," she protested and yawned.
" So you don't want to get reacquainted."
" Not right now." She didn't move to kiss him. She rolled over and pretended to fall back to sleep but she could feel him watching her with hurt red eyes.
Lorne watched his girlfriend sleep. They've been back a few days and they hadn't really gotten imitate. She would make up an excuse and just go to sleep. At first he didn't want to push but now he wanted to get close her to her again. When they first met they couldn't keep their hands off each other.
Just be patient. She's been through a lot. Lorne told himself. But how would he know? They hadn't talked about Vegas since they got back. She didn't talk to him. Not the way she used to. She was distancing herself from him.
Two years ago he had met Abigail through Wesley. They had been friends for a while, she owned a second hand occult and paranormal bookstore. After wards, he did a reading of her and learned her parents had been killed when she was twenty six by a demon. Abigail had figured the demon knew their parents, or least her father. Hank Williams had been a believer in the occult/paranormal and even knew a few demons in the underworld. That was what probably killed him and his wife Rachel but their murders were never officially solved.
Abigail had been on her own as she had no other family. She and Lorne met and formed a close bond that turned into love. Lorne had met his soul mate but knows things weren't going to be easy.
Abigail woke up again around 8 am. Lorne still snoring beside her so she got up, got dressed and went downstairs. Cordy was talking to Angel. She had returned after three months. She had become a "higher being" whatever that meant. And she couldn't remember who she was, or any of her friends.
" Morning Angel… Cordy," she greeted them.
" Hi," Angel answered, " Where's Lorne?"
" Still asleep," she replied, " Anyone for breakfast? I'm about to go out and get some."
" Not for me thanks." Angel said.
" Me either. I cant remember what I used to like." Cordy shrugged and Abigail left the hotel.
A few minutes later, Lorne came down the stairs. " Has anyone seen Abigail?" he asked Cordy and Angel.
" Good morning Lorne," Cordy replied raising an eyebrow.
" Oh sorry, good morning folks."
" She's gone to get some breakfast."
" She didn't even tell me. " Lorne frowned but didn't say anything more.
" Are you ok?" Angel asked him.
" I'm fine. It's Abigail I'm worried about."
" She does seem a bit stand-offish since you guys have been back." Angel remarked.
" You noticed that too?" Lorne sighed.
