Once inside, Angel led Johnny to his office.
"You got a last name, Johnny?" Angel asked.
"O'Brien," Johnny answered, "And your name?"
"Angel," Angel replied.
"No last name?" Johnny asked.
"Not really," Angel answered, opening a cupboard and finding scotch and some highball glasses.
"No thanks," Johnny said before Angel could ask if he wanted a drink.
"You might change your mind while we're talking," Angel said, pouring a drink.
"What exactly did Kellie get into?" Johnny asked.
"You close to your Irish heritage at all, O' Brien?" Angel asked, "Believe any of the superstitions, the myths."
"All just myths," Johnny said, "Though my great-granny believed the myths, fae, lepruchans, even vampires. She's even got a yarn about her I don't know how many greats' grandmother had a sister in Galway whose family was slaughtered by their drunkard son. Claims the son had turned into a vampire."
Angel looked away from Johnny uncomfortably for a moment.
"You want to tell me what Kellie got herself into this time," Johnny demanded.
"Look, some of those stories have truth to them," Angel said, "In this case, it's vampires. The cult trying to sacrifice Kellie consists of vampires. They were trying to resurrect someone named Lilith and apparently needed a worthy human sacrifice which Rachel apparently wasn't. When Kellie was trying to Rachel away from them, they realized she was human and started to use her as the sacrifice instead."
"You expect me to believe vampires are real," Johnny scoffed.
Angel looked at Johnny and pondered a moment. Then Angel shifted into his vampire face.
Johnny backed up and pulled his gun out. Angel stared at him a moment longer before shift back to his human face.
"Gunshots won't kill me," Angel said, "Kellie found that out when she shot Spike earlier tonight."
Johnny just stared at Angel, still holding the gun.
"How do I know you're not one of the vampires that are part of the sacrifice?" Johnny asked.
"You don't," Angel said, "But you can ask Kellie."
"Kellie mentioned you'd helped her before," Johnny replied.
"I found her in an alley being beaten, shot at, and attempted to be kidnapped by her rapist's men," Angel said, "I went to help. But she'd managed to shoot all six fatally before I could. Vampires came sniffing around the bodies for fresh blood. I took care of those."
"So Kellie's known about the existence of vampires since before she ever showed up in Port Charles," Johnny inquired.
Angel shook his head.
"No, she only found out about them tonight," Angel said, "At that time, she also had taken a knock to the head, that was bleeding when I got to her. She passed out after being pretty adamant about not wanting to go to a hospital. I took her back here to heal. When she woke up, she thought she'd hallucinated the vampires. We never corrected her."
"Because Ethan was a regular human problem," Johnny replied, "I take it."
"Something like that," Angel said, "We wanted to help her, but we were limited on what we could do which was get her a ride out of town away from Ethan and had a friend track down records on his business. Things she could use to investigate him and that would hopefully lead to an official investigation."
"Which it obviously did," Johnny said, putting his gun away.
"Yeah," Angel said, "Until Spike and I ran into her tonight, we hadn't seen or heard from her since. Once she understood the situation, she still insisted on going in with us. I tried to get her sit this out and let us get the girl out. Then we told her stick close to us, don't touch any strange objects."
"Kellie's never been one to shy away from danger if she thinks someone's in trouble," Johnny said, "She's not wearing colored contacts is she?"
Angel shook his head.
"We interrupted the ritual, but obviously not in time," Angel said, "That's why we brought her here. So we could figure what was done and reverse it. With any luck, it will just wear itself off like it never happened."
"Aside from her eye color being different," Johnny asked, "What else is there?
"Kellie should have needed a hospital," Angel said, "But her wounds healed like a vampire's would. She also has vampire-like strength now."
"The ritual didn't involve turning her into a vampire did it?" Johnny asked.
"No," Angel said, "She didn't drink vampire blood. The priests if you can call them that used the blood from her wounds to activate the sacrificial table, chanted, and set a crown on the table. If she was a vampire, you'd know. Kellie's still herself, has a soul. When one becomes a vampire, the demon takes over and your soul is gone unless you're cursed with one or win it back in some trials."
"You cursed or win it back," Johnny asked.
"Cursed," Angel replied, "Spike did the trials."
"And the girl that lifted me off the ground like I was nothing," Johnny asked.
"Vampire Slayer," Angel said, "Girls that were given the essence of a demon to have superhuman strength to fight vampires and other creatures."
"The people that brought Rachel to the hospital," Johnny asked.
"Gunn's human," Angel answered, "Cordelia's was human, now part demon."
"How does that work?" Johnny asked.
"Deal that she made with the powers that be in order to handle visions a friend passed on to her," Angel said, "There's also Fred. She's inhabited by a demon, but she controls the llyria personality unless she's stressed or threatened. Wesley, is human. He's our research guru and our best bet for figuring out what happened to Kellie and how to fix it. Then there's Lorne, you can't miss him when you see him."
Johnny nodded and thought for a moment.
"I'll have that drink now," Johnny said.
Angel handed Johnny the glass.
"What am I supposed to tell her family?" Johnny asked after taking a large sip.
"Maybe nothing other than she needs to lay low to make sure this vampire cult doesn't try to come after her and by extension her family," Wesley said, entering the room, holding the crown, "That would be believable wouldn't it, given that she's the daughter of Sonny Corinthos and could have to employ that strategy under normal circumstances."
"I guess," Johnny replied, suspiciously, "And you are?"
"Wesley Wyndam-Price," Wesley said, extending his free hand out to shake Johnny's.
"Johnny O' Brien," Johnny answered, shaking Wesley's hand.
"Spike filled me in on tonight's events," Wesley said, "I know the situation may be a lot to take in. But we will do everything we can to ensure Miss Kellie is able to return home to her family safely."
"Alright, I'm going to call her husband and uncle," Johnny said as Fred entered the room, "Let them know what I can. Then if someone could show me where Kellie is."
"I can do that," Fred said, "You must be Johnny. I'm Fred."
Johnny took one last swig of the scotch and then followed Fred out of the room.
"Has anyone contacted Lorne?" Wesley asked.
Angel shook his head.
"We better," Wesley said, pulling books off the shelves, "Given his warnings about Miss Kellie getting entangled in our world the first time we met her, we should have him read her now."
"I'll call him," Angel said, uncomfortably, looking out the door where Johnny and Fred had left.
"What is it?" Wesley asked.
"I asked O' Brien if he'd heard any stories in his Irish upbringing to prep him for the truth about what happened here tonight," Angel said, "His family has a story I'm pretty sure was well Angelus. Pretty sure he's descended from my mum's sister."
"I see," Wesley said, "That must be disconcerting. Coming face to face with a distant cousin after how many generations."
"I don't intend on advertising that," Angel said.
"I wouldn't think so," Wesley said, "I doubt Mr. O' Brien would hold a grudge over that. Now if we can't figure out how to undo what happened to Miss Kellie, that's another story."