A Score to Settle by TheJavaGirls

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Prologue


Glowering down at the luke warm coffee before him, Lindsey McDonald cursed his rotten luck. He didn't want to be here. Freezing his balls off in some nothing eastern coast town that was on the edge of hell. But it seemed the Powers had other ideas. Believing he owed them something. Kind of his punishment for all the bullshit he'd pulled in his past. With their usual twisted irony he was sent to protect his first evil deed from another idiotic plan Wolfram and Hart was brewing.

Damn it. He'd been doing fine on his own. Away from the war between good and evil. Turning his back on the demons and nasties that crept and crawled through the night. He would have ignored the Powers summons as well if it hadn't been for that pain in the ass Irish bastard they sent to haunt him. Doyle. Angel's previous seer, before he got all heroic and fried himself to nothing.

He knew he was screwed the moment the drunk half demon started hounding him. Day and night, no matter what he did. No matter how many shots of tequila he'd down. Doyle was there. Reminding him he owed it to the young girl who's life he'd stolen. That he was the only one who knew where she was. What she was. It was up to him to keep her safe. Seeing that he'd left her defenseless. No powers, no memories. Just armed with a pack of lies that wouldn't see her through the night.

It wasn't until he was in some rank, run down bar outside of Amarillo that he caved. Unable to take another moment with the blue eyed pain in the ass. Jumping into his old beaten Ford truck, Lindsey made a beeline to Port Charles New York. Unprepared, unarmed and without a leg to stand on. All that mattered was that he got away from the Powers little message boy and fast.

Picking up the coffee mug he gazed down into its murky depths, wondering if this was the 'one' he wouldn't be lucky enough to walk away from. All his luck and second chances used up, he was only destined to die actually doing a good deed.

He'd barely made it out of LA. Without the help of Angel and his little team of do-gooders, he probably would have ended up being some random stain on the boardroom floor. Since then he'd kept his nose clean. Staying out of other people's problems living his life day to day.

"More coffee?" Lindsey didn't want to look up. He knew what he'd see. Familiar blue eyes of the waitress whose tag read Elizabeth. Not a bad name, seeing he'd picked it out himself.

But he also couldn't just sit here and ignore her. Forcing himself to keep a calm facade, Lindsey brought looked up briefly. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead as she waited. A coffee pot in one hand, the other resting easily on her hip.

"Yeah." Watching as she poured him another cup and picked up the dirty dishes in front of him, he took the opportunity take a closer look. She hadn't changed much. Perhaps a little thinner. Her cheekbones more pronounced than when she was seventeen.

"So are you waiting for someone?" And still an inquisitive little thing. He couldn't help but recall years ago when she'd been locked in one of Wolfram and Hart's cells. Her face and body beaten and battered after she and her friends had blown their High School to kingdom come. Never once did she back down. Never cried. Never conceded. A girl who had once been a force to be reckoned with. Was now a waitress in some pathetic little diner.

And it was his fault.

And her family's.

Sick and tired of seeing their daughter coming home night after night. Bleeding and broken. Hating the fact that she wasn't the pert little cheerleader like their oldest daughter. They had wanted a normal bright shining child. One that fit in with the family. That didn't make them look like fools...As if they'd needed any help with that.

They'd come to the firm and begged for help. Unknowingly handing their youngest child over to her enemy on a silver platter.

"Are you okay?" She sounded so sincere, it only made the entire situation worse. "You don't look too good." No he wouldn't. Not with one of the deadliest females standing just feet away from him. Holding scalding hot coffee that could inflict pain. Even if her super strength was temporally impaired, it was still a little unsettling.

"I'm fine. Just been traveling all night." Picking up the cup he busied himself with drinking down the bitter brew. Hoping like hell she'd get the hint and go wait on the some other customer.

He couldn't leave yet. Not when the smug bastard he was waiting for was about to come strolling through the door and right into his waiting fist. He'd waited for years to get back at his ex-coworker. The last person Lindsey had ever trusted. He'd learned his lesson about the fine art of back stabbing fast thanks to Ric Lansing. And it was time to repay the favor.

As if on cue, the bell over the door rung out. And the familiar face he'd been waiting for appeared. Always impeccably dressed, not a seem out of place as he talked to some stranger who looked less than thrilled to be there. Disregarding the stranger, Lindsey locked his eyes on his target. Knowing the sooner he talked Ric out of the insane plan the firm was putting him up to, the sooner he could leave
this town in his dust.

Standing up with practiced ease, Lindsey never let his eyes stray from Ric. His chair scraping loudly over the old pitted and scared floor. Lindsey didn't waste the time waiting to be noticed. Stepping out in front of Ric's path, he felt a small victory as the dark haired lawyer paused. His mouth gapping as he fought to regain his composer.

"McDonald, what are you doing here?" Lindsey took in the way his old 'pal' looked sideways at the cold unmoving man beside him. "Not that it isn't great that you dropped by for a visit."

"Lansing lets cut the bullshit. I didn't come all the way up here to have you blow smoke up my ass." His steel blue eyes were slivers as he sized up his opponent. Slipping easily into his old role. Into the cold bastard that took no @#%$.

Ric glared back at him before stealing another glance at the stranger who was listening with abundant interest. "Lindsey lets take this outside."

"Lets not. What I have to say won't take long." Taking a step closer to the man who he had once considered his only friend, Lindsey could barely control the rage that was boiling beneath his skin. "Leave her alone. You're about to shove your nose into something you won't be able to handle."

"What's he talking about Lansing?" The stranger finally spoke up. His distrust evident. "Who is this guy?"

Ric looked uncomfortable as his eyes darted across the restaurant, locking on the waitress behind the counter. Her back to them. "Lindsey don't be a fool. You won't win. Her fate has been decided. And after tomorrow night there won't be a thing you or anyone else can do to change it." Turning his attention back to the man next to him, Ric flashed him a trademark smile. "Jason, I'm sorry about this. Why don't we get some coffee and take our business somewhere else."

Lindsey watched as the man looked slightly doubtful. As though he were deciding whether or not he should push the matter. "Fine." With a short nod, both men brushed past Lindsey.

Waiting for a moment. Lindsey turned around. "Ric I may not be able to stop you from ruining her life. But I know a group of people that can." The threat was issued. One that he had hoped he wouldn't have to issue. "Do you really think this town is up for that kind of a war?"

The diner grew quiet. The patrons looking back and forth between the two men whose gazes were locked in a furious battle. No one moved at they waited for the newest resident answer.

"Do what you feel you have to. But know this. You wont win." With those words the fate of the town and one girl had been sealed.

With a nod of his head, Lindsey knew the lines had been drawn. And damn it all to hell, he knew the Powers had expected this.

~~~~*~~~

"I don't get it. I thought you said that there was only two slayers." Clearly puzzled, Gunn leaned against the lobby's front counter.

Angel and Cordelia exchanged a look that clearly spoke of their unwillingness to speak of a past. Wesley sat at one of the desks, his face taunt as he looked off into space.

"Hello? Some answers would be appreciate here. How is it that after three years of putting my life on the line with you guys, I still don't know everything that there is to know about you guys?" Fred nodded her head in agreement. Standing beside her boyfriend, her expression a mixture of hurt and sympathy.

"Tess was the slayer called when Buffy died fighting the Master." Cordelia voice was barely above a whisper. Tears were forming in her chocolate orbs.

"I thought Kendra was next in line." Fred looked lost as she unfolded her arms from over her chest and let them fall to her sides.

Angel looked down and shook his head sadly. "No Tess was called. She and her family ended up in Sunnydale after her father was transferred to Sunnydale Memorial. You guys would have really liked her. She was full of life and laughter."

"Well from the sounds of it she still is. That is if McDonald isn't yanking our chains." Wesley finally spoke up. His eyes still unfocused.

"Ok so Tess was called. What in the hell happened next?" Taking a seat, Gunn settled in for the rest of the tale.

"She was clinically dead for about two minutes one night fighting some no named fledgling. And viola the psycho we all know as Faith was called." Waiving her hand listlessly in the air, Cordelia let her hand drop into her lap. "Everything was fine. Well a fine as it could be when you had a slayer turned traitor and a Mayor with a big ole chip on his shoulder running around town. We were getting ready to graduate. To face the Mayor in his last step of his ascension..." Tears spilled from her eyes as she gulped for air.

Patting her back, Angel took one of her hands into his. Clearing his throat, he fought back his own tears as memories from the past haunted him. "It happened at graduation. Tess and Buffy were leading the Mayor through the school to the library. Buffy said that she and Tess spotted some students hiding in one of the near by classrooms. Tess spilt up, even though Buffy begged her not to. There wasn't enough time to argue. Buffy continued on as planned. Hit her spot and the school..."

"Was blown to hell." Wesley finished. "We never recovered Tess's body. We assumed the worst."

"Instead the evil law firm we all call a pain in our ass got to her first and worked some hocus pocus on her. Shipped her off to some place back east." Gunn shook his head. "Let me tell you all this. If I ever come up MIA don't assume the worst."

"We should contact Giles. I think that he'd want to know." Standing up from the desk, Wesley walked slowly to the back office. His head lowered.

"I'll call Buffy and the others. Why don't you all go and pack. I want to catch the first flight out as soon as the sun sets."

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Chapter One

He shouldnt be here. Standing in the courtyard outside of Kelleys, hands shoved deep into his pockets, contemplating his options before subjecting himself to a serious case of frost bite. Hed already gone to Sonny. Telling him of the scene earlier that morning between Ric and some unknown guy. But like usual Sonny just waived it off.

Apparently Ric had Sonny snowed. No matter how many times Jason had tried to point out that they didnt have any concrete information on the guy, Sonny would change the subject. It finally got to the point that Jason knew he was wasting his limited amount of time arguing. Instead he was forced to find the information he needed on his own. Even if he had to face the wrath of hell to find it.

Taking in a deep breath, he reminded himself not to get emotionally sucked in. Without a doubt this confrontation wasnt going to leave him with warm fuzzy feelings. It saddened him. That they had come to this. That he should have to stand outside watching her through a window, feeling like an intruder in her life. It more than saddened him. It sickened him. But things had gotten so out of hand so fast that the damage was already done. Honestly he didnt know if there was anything left to fix.

It was now or never.

Hearing the familiar sound of the bell above the door, Jason scanned the room. Only one table was left and by the looks of it the elderly woman looked ready to leave. At least there wouldnt be a packed diner to witness Elizabeth cutting him to shreds.

Her laughter rang out from the kitchen. A sound that still had the annoying ability to steal his breath away. The sound was a warm and rich. Making his groin tighten, and the hairs on the back of his neck rise.

The swinging doors to the kitchen flung open as Elizabeth strode through. Her head lowered as she tucked her paper pad into the front pocket of her apron. She seemed to be in a decent mood, too bad it wouldnt last once she spotted him.

Standing his ground, he waited for the impact of her reaction. First her eyes would narrow, the edges of her mouth tightened. Then came her Antarctic like attitude.

Miss Foster, did you want your muffin to go today? Looking up Elizabeth barely skipped a beat as she spotted Jason standing just to the right of the door. Plastering a smile on her face, she turned her attention to the elderly woman who was graciously thanking her for her kindness. She liked Miss Foster. The woman had been coming to the restaurant for years. Every afternoon like clock work shed come in at three. Have a cup of tea with a muffin, then an hour later would pay her check and take another muffin home.

Waiving good-bye, Elizabeths smile vanished the second the door swung shut.

Courtneys not here. Busying herself with the dirty dishes, Elizabeth kept her back to him. There was no one else was in the diner and Elizabeth realized that since the night shed left him at the penthouse, this was the first time theyd been alone.

Im not here to see her. Taking a step forward he paused as she dumped the dishes into the tub behind the counter with a thunderous clang.

Well, Carly isnt down in the club either.

I know. Scratching his chin. Elizabeth I need to ask you a few questions.

Dont know him. Never seen him and havent seen him since. She answered without batting an eye.

His brow wrinkled as he stared at her. What?

The guy from this morning. The one that went off on Ric. The one you came here to ask about. Her answer was bland as she breezed past him to the table that had just been recently abandoned.

She had him there. Fine. I also came to ask about Ric.

Apparently she hadnt been ready for that question. Her attention now snagged, she stopped placing clean silverware on the table to look up at him. What about Ric?

Does there seem to be something ...off about him?

Of course there was something off with the guy. He was charming, attentive and tried way too hard to be friendly. Instead of answering him with her own doubts, Elizabeth shrugged her shoulders and went back to setting the table. Not really. He seems nice enough.

Does anyone come to visit him at night?

As in woman? The thought apparently amused her. Or maybe mysterious men in dark suits?

This is serious Elizabeth. Taking another step closer to her, he rested a hand on the back of a chair and looked intently at her. Hes representing me for Alcazars murder. I need to make sure hes not going to screw me over.

The sound of the bell rung just as she started to speak, making her close her mouth and shift her attention to the customer standing inside of the door. Hello, anywhere is fine. The middle-aged man stared at her for a moment. His face a tight mask of uncertainty. His eyes seemed to drink her in.

Frowning, Elizabeth fidgeted under his scrutiny. Or did you want take out?

W-What? His thick British voice stammered. Oh...oh no. I... The man took off his glasses and started cleaning them. Actually I came here... The man cleared his throat and looked over at Jasons menacing glare. A cup of tea would be nice.

Elizabeth smiled and nodded before heading to the counter.

The man looked around before taking a seat. Jason kept an eye on him while he waited for Elizabeth to serve the man his drink. He'd never seen the man before. Another stranger. Something definitely was up.

"So are you new to town? Or just passing through?" Elizabeth must have also noticed the increase of new faces. Her friendly mask was firmly in place as she walked around the counter, the teacup balanced in one hand as she wove through the dinning area.

"Passing through actually." The stranger answered quickly. "I'm looking for someone who's been missing for the last few years."

Jason watched from his spot a few feet away as her delicate brow lifted. "That sounds interesting. Do you think this person is in Port Charles?"

The man smiled faintly. "You could say I've found some reliable proof."

"Well I hope that you find whoever you are looking for. Would you like anything else?"

"N-No, thank you." Nodding Elizabeth backed away. Right into the solid chest of Jason.

"Why are you still here?" Her voice contained the frost he'd been expecting.

"Ric."

"What? Oh yeah." Putting as much space between them as she could, Elizabeth busied herself with refilling the salt and pepper shakers. "I haven't noticed anything. He seems like a nice enough guy. But I really dont know him all that well. Besides if you dont trust him why do you have him representing you? No dont answer that. Holding her hands up to stop him from answering, Elizabeth rolled her eyes. It was Sonnys idea.

Whats that supposed to mean? He knew what she meant. Had been wondering the same thing himself. But the way she said Sonnys name rubbed him the wrong way.

Lifting her head, Elizabeth gave a look that could kill. Jason this is a conversation you do not want to get into with me. Trust me.

Elizabeth took a small silver teapot and an extra tea bag over to Kelleys only customer. Signaling to Jason that as far as she was concerned their conversation was over. With an aggravated growl Jason stalked over to one of the stools in front of the counter and took a seat. He was here for answers and thats what he was going to get.

~~~*~~~

So what exactly are we gonna do? Readjusting the strap on her carry on, Willow looked around the small airport with trepidation. If Tess doesnt know who she is, how is she supposed to remember who we are?

Angels contact seems to have some information on what happened to her. Buffy answered. Her voice barely above a whisper. Ever since Angels call that morning she hadnt been able to erase the nightmare of graduation from her mind. She could still see Tesss face, could see her mouth moving as she yelled to her to keep running. It was the last time shed seen her friend before the building blew. Im sure well be able to figure out how to help her.

Im still having a hard time believing shes alive. Its been four years. Shaking his head in disbelief, Xander looked down at the ground as he walked along side of his two best friends. In the next twenty-four hours another friend hed thought was dead was going to be back. It was a lot to take in.

Giles should already be here. Hating the silence, Buffy had to keep the conversation going or shed go crazy. I wonder if hes seen her yet?

Its a good thing he was in Boston. Willow replied. You dont think hell approach her yet do you? Angel said to wait until they got here and we had all the information.

I dont know. I mean you know Giles. Hell probably search her out. But hes not really up on the verbal skills. Xander grinned. Its gonna be great seeing him again. You dont think hes back to wearing tweed again now that hes back in with the Watchers.

Oh god I hope not. Buffy groaned. Id hate to think that after all our hard work and dedication to make him somewhat normal that a year back with the old crusty farts would ruin it all.

~~~*~~~

What do you mean the senor partners sent back up? Holding the phone to his ear, Ric paused in his pacing. Lilah its just McDonald.

Yeah, apparently you havent been filled in one Lindseys new pals.

I could care less if hes best friends with Godzilla. After tomorrow its over. Well have the slayer on our side. Theres nothing he can do about it. Was it just this morning that he had been on the top of the world. A promotion in his pocket and a song in his heart? Now everything was going to hell. Just because McDonald butted his nose into a situation that had nothing to do with him.

Lilah snorted over the phone. Alcazar came busting into the boardroom this morning. Seems that one of his contacts there told him about your little confrontation with the former Golden Boy. Not good Ric. The man is seriously unhinged. Hes also sending some of his men out that way.

Crap. Muttering darkly under his breath, Ric ran a hand over his face.

You havent heard the worst part.

Do I want to hear this?

Angel and his little friends are about twenty minutes away from arriving in Port Charles.

Angelus?

The one and only. Ric, I hate to say this. But youre so dead.

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Chapter Two


"Will you all please-." Giles cleared his throat and surveyed the chaos around him. "I'm sure if we all
just-." His voice was a little louder, but still no match for the yelling that bounced off the warehouse
walls. Everyone was talking at once. Insults and accusations rebounded off one another, as each person
tried to talk louder than the rest.

So this was why they were separated in two different towns and by several hours. It was all coming
back to him with vivid clarity. At one time he'd chalked it up to adolescent hormones. The bickering
and name calling. But now he knew better. It was astounding that they ever got anything done in the
past.

With a loud sigh of disgust, Giles placed two fingers up to his mouth and whistled loud enough to make
everyone snap their mouths shut and look over at him in surprise.
"I don't see why we don't do this more often." He replied dryly. His eyes shooting daggers over to
Buffy who was about to open her mouth again and interrupt. "I trust that I don't need to remind you
that we don't have much time to waste?"

Everyone nodded silently. Their faces downward in shame, but not letting the reprimand stop the
irritated looks they sent one another from beneath their lashes.

"Angel, you said your contact was going to meet us here?" Turning to the vampire, Giles took off his
glasses and started cleaning the already spotless lenses. Once again it seemed he'd been cast in the role
to keep everyone on track. Though it was a nostalgic blast from the past, he'd really been holding onto
the hope that they'd be able to proceed with the maturity they'd should have gained over the last four
years. Silly him.

"He said he'd be here around seven." Angel answered, his tone flat. Letting everyone know just how
much trust he put into said person.

"I still say we should find Tess and grab her. At least then she's out of danger until we know how to fix
her." Pushing herself away from the pole she'd been leaning against, Buffy's hands went immediately to
her hips in a defensive posture. Glaring at whoever disagreed with her.

"I'm with blondie on this." Gunn added his voice, trying to brush off the hot glares of Angel and
Cordelia. "We don't know who else is in on this. Why wait?"

"Because we'd scare the you know what out of her." Willow fired back. Her emerald green eyes filled
with concern. "I think she's been through enough already."

Wesley sighed. "But what if we don't do anything and Wolfram and Hart gets to her first. None of you
know how dangerous these people are. They're resourceful. Evil. And willing to do anything to win. If
they have the slightest inkling we're aware of Tess's whereabouts, the situation could become dire. I
don't think I'm out of line when I say that we should be expecting the town to be over run with
Wolfram and Hart employees... and not the human kind."

"That is if they aren't already here. I mean Lindsey did say that he's already tried talking to one that
lives here." Fred's voice was barely above a whisper. But her concern was enough to catch everyone's
attention. "I think we should find her."

"They're right." A voice startled everyone from the dark. Footsteps could be heard echoing against the
concrete floor until the stranger stepped out of the shadows. "Your friend is in danger. Wolfram and
Hart have been working on this project for years. They aren't going to let the ball drop, not now when
they're so close."

"McDonald." Angel's growl rumbled through his chest.
"Angel." Lindsey's dark look matched the vampires. "If I said it's great to see you it'd be lie."

Deliberately stepping between the two men, Giles took a deep breath and gave Angel a warning glance.
"Thank you Mr. McDonald. What you have done for us is...there is no way I can express my
gratitude."

Lindsey shuffled his feet in place. Looking extremely uncomfortable under Giles's steady stare. The
muscle on his jaw line twitched. "You don't need to thank me." Seeing that the older gentleman was
prepared to argue, Lindsey held up his hands to stop him. "Trust me."

"Listen to him Rupert. The last thing he deserves is our gratitude. Do you McDonald?" Stepping
forward, his eyes held the anger he felt for the ex-lawyer.

"Do you want my help or not?" His attention zeroed in on Angel, Lindsey stepped past
Giles. He could handle Angel's holier than thou attitude. Was used to it. But he wasn't going to stand in
a room filled with strangers and have Angel humiliate him. "Cause if not? There was cute little down in
Charleston I wouldn't mind visiting again."

"Do I want your help? To have to trust that you aren't screwing us over? No. But I don't have much of
a choice here, now do I? A friend of ours is depending on us and we aren't going to fail her. Even if it
means working with you on this."

"Angel, I'm going to tell you this once. Back the hell off. I don't want to be here either. I was just fine
before the Powers decided to stick their distorted halos into my life." Lindsey was now standing toe to
toe with Angel. He didn't allow Angel's intimidating height get to him. Neither man looked ready to
back down, their fists clenched. Bodies tight with hostility.

"Down boys." Putting a hand on each man's chest and pushing them apart, Cordelia positioned herself
smack dab in-between them. "As much fun as it is to watch the two of you duel it out in a pissing
contest... Can we just get this over with? " Giving both males the look instilled in all women to bring out
the little boy in all men, Cordelia waited until each gave a silent nod.

"Angel as much as you dislike Lindsey, he has proved to be a decent ally at times." Wesley's voice
faltered and his face turned beet-red under Angel's hostel glare. "Well when he wasn't blowing up our
offices and putting us in the hospital."

"Or bringing back ex-girlfriends or trying to drive Angel insane." Gunn mumbled.

"But he helped with those blind kids." Cordelia offered, her smile wobbled slightly. "Of course he
ended up getting a rise and a corner office."

Lindsey looked over at the brunette with a wondrous look, that soured instantly. "I don't need or want
your help Cordelia."
With a huff, Cordelia turned on her heal and glared at her old rival. "Good to hear it, because you-you
weak pathetic little worm" Jabbing her finger to his chest with each word, Cordelia's eyes turned cold.
"are the last person I would ever help. You aren't even a blip on my radar. You don't register, don't
count. You are spam. Are you seeing a pattern here? I'm worried about Angel snapping your neck.
You're the only person who knows how to help Tess. Are we clear?"

"Crystal."

"Alrighty then." Xander's eyes were wide. "There's the Queen C we all know and love."

"Unless of course you're the unfortunate target for her wrath." Buffy grinned.

"Lindsey lets start at the beginning, shall we?" Giles rubbed at his temple. Hoping to ease some of the
pain that was starting to build up there.

"I found out about Tess my first year with the firm." Lindsey looked down at his hands and let out a
long sigh. "It was her junior year in high school. Her parents came to the firm hoping we could help their
daughter."

"Her parents?" A group of voices bounced off the warehouse walls.

"Yeah." Nodding his head, Lindsey cleared his throat. "They had heard about us through one of Mr.
Walker's associates. They knew we represented and helped... things that normal everyday people have
never heard about. To be fair I really don't think they had any idea what they were getting themselves
into."

"Her parents made mine look like the parents of the year." Xander's brows drew together. "I knew the
Walker's were evil."

"They wanted us to make Tess forget about her calling. To block out everything she knew. To become
the daughter they had always of dreamed her being."

"But instead they delivered her to the devil." Shaking his head, Angel didn't know who he was angrier
with. Tess's less than stellar parents, or Wolfram and Hart.

"On a silver platter no less." Bitting down on her lip, Willow sat down on an empty crate. "With a big
ole apple in her mouth and...Done talking now."

Lindsey looked over at the redhead and nodded. "Yeah something like that."

"But that was our junior year. Why did Wolfram and Hart wait a year?" Buffy sat down next to Willow.
"They didn't see the need to do anything. The Walker's were very well off, but they were hard
pressed to come up with the down payment the senior partners were demanding. Instead some people
were assigned to look into Tess and her group of friends she hung out with. This is how they were able
to locate Angel. Once the news got back to the senior partners that Tess was good friends with the
souled vamp they'd been searching for, the down payment was overlooked and plans were made."

Silence filled the air, as everyone absorbed what was being said.

"So it was my fault that she was taken." It wasn't so much of a question, than it was a statement.
Turning his back on the group, Angel stared off. Not knowing how to deal with the information he was
hearing.

"That's not entirely true." Lindsey said. "Sooner or later they would've figured out a way to use Tess. If
it means anything to you, not everything went as planned."

"How so?" Wesley asked.

"For one, she was supposed to be taken well before graduation. But when Faith turned traitor they had
to step back, wait it out."

"Okay I'm lost. Why would an evil law firm care whether or not a slayer went psycho? Wouldn't they
see that as a great time to zoom in and take Tess? When the troops are weak." Cordelia's tone was
doubtful. "They're evil. I'd think that they'd get their rocks off because of the problems we were
facing."

Telling himself not to look over in her direction, Lindsey couldn't seem to keep his eyes off of her.
"Wolfram and Hart was a different place before you and Angel came to town." Seeing the disbelief in
her chocolate orbs. "They weren't so quick to jump the gun back then. At one time they actually would
think things out before reacting. If Tess were to be taken too soon, the balance would've been thrown
off. The mayor would've ascended, the battle would've been lost. They couldn't let Mayor succeeded
with his plans it would ruin Wolfram and Harts long term goal. So instead they kept Tess with all of you
until it was over."

"Keeping her in Sunnydale kept the scales even." Thinking out loud, Giles nodded. "Without Tess we
would've been hard pressed."

"That's why they waited. When it was apparent that the battle was won, they made their move."

Buffy's eyes widened. "There were no students."

"What?" Angel asked.

"She turned around and went back to the chemistry lab. She had said she saw some students hiding outin there." Tears formed in her eyes. Whipping her head in Lindsey's direction, her face twisted in pain.
"Do you know how many times I've woken in the middle of the night screaming because of that day?
Knowing that I should've stopped her." Jumping off the crate Buffy advanced on Lindsey. "I have
blamed myself for her death for over four years."

"Buffy." Stepping behind his ex, Angel placed his hands on her shoulders. "Let him finish."

"Actually we had two of our people waiting in there. We figured if the slayers made it to the hallway in
front of the library..." Talking of the situation as though he were talking about the weather, Lindsey ran
a hand through his sandy brown hair. "I can tell you, she didn't come easily."

"Can we get a big group 'we could give a damn' chant here." Xander glared over at the ex-lawyer.
"You messed with us. With our friend's life. If you weren't the only person that could help Tess right
now I'd kick your ass...or at least let Buffy do it for me."

Lindsey understood the hostility the younger man was feeling. On nights that he'd allow himself to
reflect back he felt the same way. But he tried hard not to remember. Bourbon. Tequila. Jack Daniels.
It didn't matter what he used or how far he ran. Sooner or later it always come back to him. "I might let
you when this is all done."

"What?" The pretty redhead who'd been watching him intently looked confused.

"You all have to remember that I was still relatively new to the firm. I had been so sure I'd known what
I was getting myself into. Had no idea what the senior partners were capable of. I wasn't prepared.
None of us were really."

Angel watched as Lindsey's features soften. Making him look younger, more vulnerable. "Who else
was working on this?"

"Me, Lilah Morgan and Ric Lansing. They were testing us." Shaking his head, Lindsey rubbed at his
eyes. "And we failed miserably."

"How did you fail? We thought she was dead." Dropping his hands, Lindsey watched as Cordelia's
bottom lip quivered. "There was a funeral. A headstone. Trust me Lindsey, you didn't fail. Your firm
was the reason the group split up."

"Cordelia, it may have looked like Wolfram and Hart succeeded, but like I said. Things didn't go the
way the seniors had planned. They wanted to twist her mind. To taint her to the point that she didn't
resemble the girl you all knew. Cared about. Instead of her being your dead friend, she would've been
your worst enemy."

"You helped her." Angel's voice almost sounded humored. Would've worked, if it weren't for that
damn lump in his throat.
"I tried. So did Lilah. At the time we thought that Ric was in on it with us. Now don't get carried away.
I had my reasons for helping her." Lindsey's eyes hardened as he looked over at the vampire. A sneer
on his lips, that was aimed more at himself than anyone else. " In the end...Ric was going right back to
the partners, telling them everything. Telling them that Lilah and I weren't on board with their goal. That
we were getting too close with our little prisoner. Lilah backed off when things started getting too hot to
handle."

"Where was she being kept?" Not sure whether or not to take Lindsey's words at face value, Gunn
kept his eye on the man.

"At the firm. In one of the basement cells."

"D-Did they hurt her?"

A small smile touched Lindsey's lips. "No. But Ric wasn't so lucky. She put him in the hospital for a
month."

"That's our girl." Angel chuckled, not seeing the look Buffy sent his way. "So how is it that you helped
her?"

"Well they wanted to keep her there, until her calvary came for her."

"But we thought she was dead." Buffy defended them.

"There were so many hints around saying otherwise. But either way the partners were getting tired of
waiting. When Angel surfaced in LA and started causing problems they didn't care any longer if he
came to save her or not. They wanted her up and operational. To put her against Angel and his crew."
Lindsey paused. This was it. The part that he tried to block from his mind. "Have you ever heard about
a Klovack demon?"

"I thought that they went extinct over three thousand years ago." Wesley whispered. "Of course they
didn't. It seems that our specialty is in demons that shouldn't exist. You can't mean that they would've.
But that's even more..."

"That's over kill." Giles uttered.

"Hello? Some of use don't get a thrill out of dusty old tomes. What in the hell is a Klovack?"

"You remember the Judge?" Giles turned to Buffy, "Klovack's function in the same fashion, except they
don't turn their victims into a dusty mess."

"They burn the humanity out of a person. But the person is still alive." Wesley added.
Xander scratched the side of his head. Not really liking the way the conversation was going. "So they
burn the creamy goodness out of people and leave...?"

"Someone Angelus would've gotten along with wondrously." Giles mumbled to himself. "She would've
had all the slayer powers. The strength, the speed, plus Tess's magical abilities. She wouldn't have tried
stopping evil, but helped it. Together she and Angelus would've caused more chaos than we would've
been prepared for."

"So how were you able to stop this?" Gunn asked.

Lindsey ran a hand through his untrimmed hair and paused for a moment. "Like I said Ric was going
behind my back. Going to the senor partners. Telling them that I was too soft for the job. One day
Holland called me to his office...had one of the guards come in with me. I was about to be given my
pink slip."

"They were going to kill you?" Cordelia looked ill at ease.

"Yeah, without severance pay." His chuckle was dark. "But like always I was able to talk my way out
of it. I told Holland that Tess wouldn't bring Angel to the fold like everyone planned. That I had done
some research, poured through the reports. In the end Angel would've seen the need to kill her, to stop
her from hurting innocent people. They wouldn't have their tag team match. Holland seemed to buy it. I
suggested that we should tuck her away until the time was right. Bring her back once we had Angel in
our hands. They set everything up. A new name, a fake background. Everything Elizabeth Webber
thinks is real, her family, her past, hell even half her life in this town is a lie."

"So much for you helping." Rolling her eyes in his direction, Cordelia gave a knowing snort. "You were
just saving your butt."

"What was I supposed to do?" Lindsey fired back. "Call and tell you all that she was alive? Perhaps
hunt Angel down and have a heart to heart with him? Get in touch with my softer side? My life was on
the line. I made the mistake of second guessing the senor partners and I had to do some damage
control."

"So you saved her from losing her humanity and let them suck out her memories instead? Make her
think that she's a different person?" Cordelia's eyes narrowed. "All so they could put their little play
thing up on a shelf to pull down on a rainy day. Boy aren't you just the knight in shiny armor."

"I never claimed to be a hero. That's your job little girl. I did the best I could. Tess was Wolfram and
Harts prisoner. One that they weren't just going to let free." The tension between Lindsey and Cordelia
mounted as they stood glaring at one another. "I knew this was a bad idea."

"So how do we fix this?" Giles decided to skip the rest of the story. It was pretty obvious what hadhappened from there.

Reaching into the back pocket of his faded jeans, Lindsey produced a piece of worn looking paper.
"It's a simple spell. You need a few things, but nothing that's hard to find."

Looking over the spell Giles nodded and handed it over to Willow. "I suppose we should get to it
then."

"The sooner you do this the better. I can almost guarantee this town will be crawling with demons
before the night is through. Wolfram and Hart isn't going to back down on this one." Lindsey bitter
words echoed off the walls. "And its gonna be one hell of a fight."


~~~*~~~~

"You missed your meeting with Ric this afternoon." Sonny's disapproving tone filled the air. Jason
looked off into the harbor, trying to tell himself that Sonny didn't mean to talk down to him. That his
friend was concerned. The stress of the up coming trial had them all on edge. But the words did
nothing to calm is raw nerves. If it weren't for the fact that Sonny had been acting like this for months
now, he might have been able to easily dismiss Sonny's behavior.

"I was doing something else." There was nothing else to say. Not when Sonny made his views on Ric
known.

"What else is more important than meeting with your lawyer?" Sonny demanded. "One who is doing his
damndest to get you off a murder charge."

Pinching the bridge of his nose, a sign that his patience was thinning, Jason let out a sigh before
answering. "There isn't anything more I need to talk to Ric about. I didn't do it. I'm not getting on the
stand. He's the one that keeps telling us what a great lawyer he is. Let him do his job."

Sonny's mouth pinched as he took a few steps down the pier. "I heard you were at Kelley's talking to
Elizabeth again."

Just the way the other man said her name made Jason's blood run cold. "So?"

"I thought that was over. You can't be running around meeting with your ex. Not when you're trying to
convince everyone that you're happily married to Brenda."

"Elizabeth isn't my ex." Jason replied, his tone almost bitter. The muscles in his neck and shoulders
bunched in anger. This conversation shouldn't even be happening. Christ hadn't he proven to Sonny
over and over again that everything he did was for him, for the job? He'd given up his own wants and
needs just to ensure Sonny got things done the way he wanted...when he wanted.
Shrugging his shoulders, Sonny said. "You can say that until your face turns blue. But everyone else in
this town sees it a different way. Because of you she's had a bomb planted in her studio, been
kidnaped, shot at. Hell she was living in the penthouse with you."

"Can we not talk about this?" His tone was almost belligerent. He wasn't two years old, needing his
Daddy tell him the ins and out of things.

"Can you start meeting your lawyer when you're supposed to?" Sonny's tone matched Jason's. His
dark eyes narrowing as he waited Jason's answer.

"Whatever."

Both men stood staring at one another, neither recognizing the other.

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Chapter Three

Okay so everything is ready? Wesley looked around. His face drawn tight. Willow?

Ready. Nibbling on her lower lip, she looked down at the spell one last time. Her eyes scanning over the words on the page. Sucking in a deep breath, she gave a shaky nod. Just give the word.

Alright then. Giles nodded nervously. I suppose the only thing left is to find her. Willow can start the spell now. The rest of you should break up into groups. The spell is going to take an hour at most. The town isnt that large, so finding her shouldnt be too difficult. But you need to remember, shes going to be confused at first. Disoriented. Most likely wont comprehend the last four years.

Looking up from the paper in her hand, Willows brows bunched. Are you saying that she wont remember the last four years?

Rubbing the back of his neck, Giles nodded absently. Itll take a little while for Tess and Elizabeth to merge. That is if she allows it.

She has a split personality? Xander paled. His head whipped around to stare over at Lindsey. You thought this was helping her? That Dr Heckling and Mr Hiding her was a good thing?

Its not like that. Scowling back at the younger man, Lindsey let out a deep breath. Elizabeth Imogene Webber is the person Tessa Hayden Walker wouldve been had she never been called as a slayer. It was the best I could come up with.

So whats to merge? Buffy asked. Shes the same person. Evil lawyer guy just confirmed it.

Memories mostly. Four years is a lot of time. Shes met people, been through everyday situations. Clearing his throat, Giles looked around the room at the various expressions on the young peoples faces. He let out a sigh. Well discuss this more when we have her.

We should split up into groups. Angel suggested. Gunn you and Fred go to the dinner...

Kelleys. Giles supplied.

Where Giles saw her last. Turning to where Xander, Buffy and Cordelia were standing Angel paused. If it were the old days hed pair up with Buffy and Tess, leaving Cordelia and Xander to go off on their own. But it wasnt the old days. Buffy wasnt his partner anymore and Tess wasnt around. Not yet anyhow. Cordelia was.

It wasnt until that very moment that the reality of the situation hit him. Being here, with Buffy and the rest it was... Alien almost. Where only a few short years ago being like this, with these people would have come as natural as...well breathing. Now he could feel the rift that divided them into two separate worlds.

Dont waste your breath. Taking his long pause the wrong way, Cordelia grabbed her jacket. Come on Xan. It looks like its you and me again.

Cordy... Wincing at the hurt expression on her face, Angel shifted as his eyes flickered to Buffy for a second before returning to her. Can we talk for a second?

With a dramatic sigh, she shrugged her shoulders and slowly walked over to where Angel was waiting. You dont have to explain. Xander and I will team up, just like the old days. Flashing a less than thrilled smile at him, she turned her back on him. But Angel stopped her by placing a hand on her upper arm.

I need you to pair up Lindsey with.

The muscle under his fingertips tensed, Cordy spun around and stared up at the vampire wide eyed. Are you insane? You want me to team up with the Golden boy over there? Why?

Because Willow, Giles and Wesley will be here doing the spell. I dont trust him and someone needs to keep a close eye on him until we find Tess.

Heres an idea, She barely gritted out between clenched teeth. you do it. Looking past Angel to where Lindsey was standing, she let her eyes travel down his body before snapping them back up to Angels face.

Oh thats a great idea. I can see it now. He answered dryly.

Why not? Youve worked with him before. Feeling disgruntled over having Angel turn his back on her only hours of having Buffy around, Cordelia didnt feel like giving Angel an easy time of it. For the last four years she had been his partner. Out on the streets. At the agency. In their lives. It didnt matter that their relationship wasnt a romantic one, they were family now, and the rejection still stung.
Cordy would it make you happy if I partnered up with him and you and Buffy went together? Cursing himself for his stupidity, he wished there was a way to make everybody happy. Cordelia had a right to be upset with him. He was already falling into an old pattern one that didnt have a pot of gold at the end.

No. Her pout was designed to make him feel guilty and it worked exceedingly well. The damage was already done. Turning her back on him, he watched as she walked past the ex-lawyer. Grab your jacket Born-again. It looks like its you and me.

Lindsey looked ready to snap back with a remark of his own. But instead did as she said by grabbing his jacket and following her to the exit.

Angel wanted to call his friend back, but seeing the way she held her head, the irritated sway of her hips...there wasnt enough apologetic words in the world to make this right. Xander why dont you go with Gunn and Fred? You know what Tess looks like.

Okey dokey. Shrugging his shoulders, Xander smiled weakly over at Willow before following Gunn and Fred out of the abandoned building.

His eyes flickered over to the Seer again. Cordy. Calling out to his friend he waited until she looked over her shoulder at him. Thank you.

Her face remained unreadable for a moment. Just find her. The lines around her mouth softened.

Not needing to be asked twice, Angel nodded silently before walking over to where Buffy was waiting for him. Are you ready?

His ex looked up at him, her eyes searched his. I think the question is, are you?

~~~*~~~

Alone. It was a state she was getting used to. After her initial struggle against the empty, cold feeling that had invaded her, it was amazing how well she was adjusting to her new life. No real friends, a family that only sent cards on holidays, no one that she really could say she was connected to anymore. She was alone from the moment she woke up in the morning, until the time she laid her head on her pillow at night.

So walking the short distance from Kelleys to her studio was nothing. Pulling her gloves snugly over her hands, and pulling at the collar of her jacket, Elizabeth walked quickly from the courtyard in front of Kelleys to the street that led to the stairs near the docks.

The wind was really picking up. The January chill cutting her to the bone. Keeping her head down, she hurried out of the courtyard and down the street. It was weather like this that made her seriously consider dipping into her savings and buying herself a clunker. It didnt need to be anything special. Just something that could get her from point A to point B and hopefully back to point A in time for her next shift.

Another gust of wind had her stumbling to catch her footing. It was weird. In the last four years of living in Port Charles she didnt remember the wind being this strong. Taking a step around an icy patch a voice startled her.

Spinning around, Elizabeth tried to swallow past the large lump in her throat. Blood pumped through her veins as her heart beat triple time against her ribcage. The small hairs on the back of her neck started to rise.

Scanning the murky shadows, she was ready for someone to jump out at her. But nothing came.


Slowly turning back around, she put one foot in front of another. Her eyes locked on the shadows around her.

I want a normal life. One that doesnt include romantic strolls through the cemetery.

You have a sacred duty...

Okay that was two voices. A female and a male. The male voice had a British accent. Like the man who came into the dinner earlier. The female voice sounded eerily like her own. Logically she knew that the voice werent coming from behind her. But it didnt stop her from looking back. Not like she couldve controlled the urge. Nothing.

What in the hell was going on? Had the loneliness finally gotten to her? Was she going over the edge? One day she was a perfectly normal young woman, the next she was that crazy cat woman who heard voices.

Putting a hand to her forehead, she squeezed her eyes shut. Ten minutes. Thats all it would take to get from here to the studio. If she was going to have a psychotic episode shed rather do it in privacy of her own home. Picking up speed she went another ten feet.

Im an old-fashioned gal. I was raised to believe that men dig up the corpses and the women have the babies.

Oh, I know this one! Slaying entails certain sacrifices, blah blah bliddy blah, Im so stuffy, give me a scone.

Do you want me to answer that, or shall I just glare?

The voices wouldnt stop. Different voices invaded her head. Coming at all directions. Swimming and swirling. Starting out strong only to fade away to nothing. Stopping in the middle of the sidewalk, no longer caring who saw her. Her eyes watered, her temples throbbed in agonizing pain.

Soon her legs gave out. Slumping to the groung, her hands still clasped to her head. The voices got louder, clearer.

If Giles wants to go after the fiend that killed his girlfriend, I say, Faster, pussycat, kill, kill!

Quod perdititum est, in venietur.

Great now she was hearing voices in other languages. Stop, stop, stop. Mumbling under her breath, Elizabeth rocked back and forth. Knees to her chest, hands buried in her hair.

And it did.

The voices ceased. One minute they were there. The next nothing but the distant sound of traffic coming from a few streets away. Taking one. Two. Three deep breaths, she slowly opened one eye. Shortly followed by the other.

Everything looked normal.

Pushing herself off the ground onto shaky legs, the first few feet were a pure test in strength. What in the hell was that? Asking the question into the air, Elizabeth wiped her fly away curls from her face.

Hurrying down the sidewalk, her feet pumping as quickly as they could Elizabeth was blinded by a bright flash. Tripping to the side, her right hand reached out to grab onto something to hold onto. Unfortunately the only available object was a overfilled trash can.

The loud clank of steel meeting cement made her gasp. As soon as her vision started to clear, another flash came. This time not as bright, and there was a silhouette of a person.

Home. The word echoed in her head. Her fighting instincts kicking in. Home.

Another vision popped in front of her. Two girls and a boy. Young looking. Laughing. Happy. No one she knew...But at the same time there was a pull in the dark recesses of her mind.

~~~*~~~

This is useless. Spreading her arms out wide, Buffy stopped in her tracks. Weve been down every alley in this town. Try calling the others again.

Sighing, Angel pinched his nose in frustration. Checking his watch he shook his head. They wouldve called if theyd found her. Come on lets check the pier again.

I used to be able to sense her. We had a link. Following the vampire, Buffy bit down on her lower lip. I cant feel anything.

Walking in silence for a few minutes, Angel looked down before he responded. I used to be able to sense the two of you too.

Really? You never said anything before.

With everything that was going on I thought it was best that I didnt. Shoving his hands into his jacket pocket, he couldnt meet her eyes.

That would explain it. Turning the corner, they headed down another street. Getting her back is going to be weird...In a good way of course.

A lot has happened since that day. The conversation stalled. Going into territories neither were ready to face.

So what do we say to her when shes back. I mean is there a politically correct thing to say?

I guess welcome back would be a good start?

But that seems so inadequate. So blah. The wind began to pick up around them. Whipping back her hair.

Looks like the spell is underway. His long trench coat flapped behind him. We better hurry.

~~~*~~~

So now where? Hands on his hips, Lindsey looked down the empty street.

I dont know. Letting out a weary sigh, Cordelia shook her head. One of those mind splitting, brain pureeing visions would help.

Still getting those? What a stupid thing to say and he had said and done some pretty stupid things in his past. But the words slipped right out.

Yeah still havent figured out how to use that darn off /on switch. Her lip curled, as she rolled her eyes in his direction. The closest Ive come to it is my fun day of insanity. Thanks to you and that wonderfully charming law firm you worked for.

I was wondering when you were going to throw that into my face. Honestly, I had thought it wouldve been sooner. His tone cocky, an irritating smirk Cordelias palm itched to wipe off his face. I cant take back what happened. Anymore than you can take back any crappy thing youve done in your past.

Her back straightened as her eyes gleamed with uncontrollable rage. I may have done some crappy things in my life. Everyone has. And if they say they havent theyd be lying. But never. And I mean never. Has one of my crappy actions put another persons life at risk.

His smirk turned into a scowl, as he cursed under his breath. What is it going to take to get you people off my back? I quit the firm. Done. Finite. No more big evil law firm of me. Slapping his hand against his chest, Lindseys voice got louder with every word. Frustrated didnt come close to how he felt. It went past that.

Just because you gave up your overstuffed leather office chair and Armani suits doesnt erase all the bad you did.

Oh this is rich. Laughing, Lindsey threw back his head and let out a rough laugh. Youre lecturing me on being evil when youre friends with one of the most twisted and sadistic SOBs that ever walked the earth.

Oh yeah yuk it up. But Ill have you know that Angel is nothing like Angelus. But he still sees the need to atone for his alter egos actions. Tell me Lindsey. How much atoning have you been doing?

Standing there staring at her, Lindsey remained silent. She had him there. What had he been doing with his life? Nothing. Absolutely. Positively. Nothing. No that wasnt right. Hed done a lot of drinking. His far share of bar fights. An occasion night of meaningless sex. But nothing that was worth mentioning. Not to the fuming young woman in front of him.

Lets keep moving. Walking away from her, Lindsey kept his head held up high. As soon as they found Tess he was gone. There wasnt any reason to let the princesses words get to him.

~~~*~~~

Ric wants to meet you first thing in the morning. Reaching inside his jacket pocket. Sonny pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Jason.

Whats this? Looking down at the paper, Jason felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise.

An address. Ric said that from now on the two of you should meet in private. He doesnt trust Baldwin. With a careless shrug of his shoulders. Sonny readjusted his gloves.

Somethings not right Sonny. Seeing his friends face darken, Jason decided to push forward. Meeting in secret spots. The scene this morning.

Youre being paranoid.

Im being careful.

A loud crash near the stairs startled the two men. Jason reached for his gun as he turned his attention to where the noise came from. His stomach twisted as he watched Elizabeth stumble down the stairs. From where he was standing he could see that her hair was disheveled. Her hands pressed on the sides of her head.

Elizabeth? Sonnys called out.

She didnt respond as her foot missed the last step entirely. Jason was by her side before he realized his feet even moved. Elizabeth? He could hear her mumbling to herself. Tears streamed from unfocused eyes. Did someone hurt you?

Whats wrong with her? Watching from over Jasons shoulder, Sonny looked concerned. Is that blood coming from her nose?

Christ. Ripping off his gloves with his teeth, Jason wiped furiously at the red sticky substance that refused to stop. Her body started to tremble uncontrollably in his arms. Elizabeths head thrashed back and forth. Her eyes fluttering underneath her eyelids. The wind was barreling down on them. Debris flew past him. Elizabeth, I need you to open your eyes for me. Can you do that?

Hearing Sonny behind him talking on the phone, Jason was ready to ask him for help when Elizabeth took a huge breath and lurched up into a sitting position. Her eyes wide in shock as her mouth opened, looking as though she were about to scream but no sound came out.

Elizabeth look at me. She didnt seem to be aware of him. Instead she struggled to breathe. Honey, youre scaring me. Putting his hand under her chin he forced her to look at him. Please Elizabeth.

Her vacant eyes stared back at him. Her pupils were dilated.

I told you theres nothing to see. Sonnys voice came from behind him again. The shows over.

A unfamiliar voice responded. But Jason let Sonny take care of the situation behind him. All that mattered right now was the beautiful woman in his arms. She still wasnt responding. Eyes unfocused, unblinking. Her breathing was coming out in low panting sounds.

But within moments she snapped out of it. He saw the moment she returned. Elizabeth?

Her eyes locked on his and for a split second he thought she was about to respond. Instead she flew out of his arms and scooted on the ground to get away from him.

Youre okay Elizabeth. I wont let anyone hurt you. Concern laced through his words as he inched closer to her. But the way he looked back at him. Dark. Untrusting. Then her gaze went somewhere over his shoulder and her entire expression changed.

Her lower lip trembled. Eyes filled with tears.

I guess I took a wrong turn. Her tiny voice sounded so sad, so lost.

Looking over his shoulder, Jason saw a tall dark haired man whos attention was solely on Elizabeth. Her words brought a sad smile to his face.

You werent supposed to turn. The stranger took a small step forward. His action making Jason want to place himself directly in front of Elizabeth to keep the stranger away.

I... Her voice cracked. Angel. Elizabeth launched to her feet and ran down the wooden planks. Jason watched in confusion as she jumped into the mans arms. He watched as the man wrapped his arms around her in return. Burying his face into her chocolate curls. And Jason hated every minute of it.

It wasnt until the blonde female joined the other two that Jason surged to his feet. Sonny joined him by his side.

Are you okay? The blonde female was wiping tears from her eyes. Dont you ever do that to us again.

I promise. Elizabeth whispered, nodding her head.Angel I want to go home. The man set her back down on the ground. Cupping her face in his large hands he wiped at the tears in her eyes.

Jason felt a cold fury cut through him as the stranger leaned forward and placed a kiss on the top of Elizabeths head. It was way too intimate of a gesture for Jasons taste. Elizabeth?

The trio stopped and turned at once. Instead of Elizabeth answering him the man did. Shell be fine. Thanks for helping. With that Jason was brushed off.

Sonny put a hand on Jasons arm. Theres no need to thank us for helping our friend. Elizabeth if you want we can give you a lift to your studio. Swaggering forward Sonny stopped just feet from the tall stranger.

The man placed Elizabeth behind him and took a large step forward. His features were tense. Again, thanks for helping. But its covered now. Buffy? The blonde stepped up to his side, her eyes cold. Take... Elizabeth and meet up with the others. Ill be right thbehind you. No wrong turns you two. The girls headed off. The blonde had her arm protectively around Elizabeths shoulders.

Jason watched helplessly as Elizabeth vanished around the corner. His gut twisting in agony.

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Chapter 4

The three men watched in silence as the blonde and brunette climbed the stairs and slipped out of sight. Jason could hear his blood echoing in his ears. This was all wrong. His soul ached to hold Elizabeth. To wipe the moisture from her eyes. To wash away the blood. She was in pain. Hed seen it in her eyes. Hed also seen her fear and there was nothing he could do to erase that look from his mind. He hated it. Made his throat constrict, his heart ache.

But shed made it known, on more than one occasion that she wanted nothing to do with him. Had said hed betrayed her. Stomping on the faith, she had in him. Took the one chance hed been given and pissed it away. Whether he meant to or not, it was how she felt and thats all that mattered. It didnt help that she now thought that hed been pinning for Courtney behind her back.

Stupidly he had believed they could work through their problems. Perhaps theyd never find their way back to the exact place where theyd left off when shed walked out on him, but hopefully theyd find the friendship they once had. The one thing besides her that he missed. But tonight when shed looked at him and rushed out of his arms itd hit home. Hed thoroughly destroyed any trust they had between them. To the point that shed sought another mans arms to comfort her.

And there was nothing more he wanted to do at this moment than to shove his fist down that mans throat. To make him bleed.

Wheres she taking Elizabeth? Jerking his thumb over his shoulder, Jasons eyes narrowed at the dark stranger before him. Took in the mans impassive expression, recognizing the look. It was one he often used. Where? His voice commanded.

Angel watched as the younger man barely controlled his rage. He could see panic in his steel blue eyes. The way he his hands slightly shook. He understood these emotions. Hed felt them the moment Sunnydale High lit up like a fireball. Chucks of cement exploded into the air. Walls fell in on themselves.

Hed been forced to watch. Standing across the street helpless. Knowing that nothing he did was going to stop the nightmare before his eyes. He didnt know what exactly happened. But one moment he was screaming, the next he felt Willows hand on his shoulder.

This man, whoever he was, apparently cared for Tess. No he cared for Elizabeth Webber. Either way, it didnt matter. Things had changed tonight. Tess had been brought back. Her passion for justice. Her need to make things better in the world. She was going to return to her old way of life. Long hours of training. Late nights patrolling. Blood, death. Everything that made her a slayer.

Tess wouldnt want to involve anyone in that way of life. Put them in danger. He knew her, had seen her push people out of her life when shed thought their lives were on the line. The pain she had endured by doing what she felt was right.

The least he could do for her now was to keep that pain from her. Shed been through enough. He owed her.

Shes with friends.

The younger man took a quick step forward. But his friend was quick to reach out and stop him. Jase no. Two words and a slight shake of his head, the shorter man took control of the situation.

Youll have to forgive my friend here. The dark haired man said in a friendly tone that reeked of insincerity. He and Elizabeth are close friends. Hed hate to see anything to happen to her. Pausing for effect, the mans tone changed. Turned cold. Im sure you understand our concern. Wed hate for anyone to get hurt.

Slightly taken aback. Angel tilted his head to the side and took a closer look at the two men in front of him. He knew a threat when he heard one. He just hadnt been prepared for one tonight. His mind had been consumed with whether or not Lindsey was going to betray them. Cordelias hurt feeling. Seeing buffy again. But mostly his thoughts were on Tess.

Oh I understand. His own tone took a dark and dangerous tone. I understand you have no idea what youre playing with. He was wasting time tossing around threats like a little boy tossing around a ball on the playground. Shaking his head, Angel stepped around the men, his intentions were set on leaving. But before he passed the younger male, he felt a hand latch onto his arm.

We dont play games. Elizabeth...where is she? Had Angel been anyone else. Hadnt seen the things hed seen. Or done the things hed done he might have been intimidated. But he wasnt. And the stranger in front of him was making a huge error in judgment.

Listen closely boy, because Im only going to say this once. Let. It. Go. Yanking his arm free, Angel pressed his face closer to the other mans. If you keep pushing you are going to find yourselves in a situation you wont be able to control. One you wont be prepared for. You are going to endanger not only yourselves but the people you love.

He heard the man from behind move. Are you threatening us?

Sighing, Angel pulled himself up straight. Shaking his head sadly, he shoved his hands into his jacket pockets. No. Thats the thing. Im not threatening you. Just giving the two of you some friendly advice. Be smart and take it.

Moving away again. Angel made it to the stairs this time. Already forgetting about the two men, his thoughts went to Tess. She had to be confused and he wanted to be there for her.

Jason looked from the retreating stranger over to Sonny then back again. Thats it? Are we going to let him just walk away?

Sonny took his time to answer and when he did his anger was noticeable. No thats not it. I wont allow anyone to come to my town and brush me aside. Ill get Benny on this.

What about Elizabeth?

She left here with them. What do you want me to do? Go after her and drag her back by her hair? Jason I havent said anything before...but dont you think its time to realize that Elizabeth Webber is gone. Shes made it known that she doesnt want anything to do with us. You, me, Carly...Courtney. Maybe its time for you just cut your losses.

Fire ignited in Jasons eyes as his hands clenched and unclenched. I wont do that.

Scratching the side of his head, Sonny sighed and nodded. Fine. Then its up to you what we do next. Well get Benny to look into this. But then what? What happens if she doesnt want to go with you?

When I find her Ill talk to her. I wont let anything happen to her.

~~~~*~~~~

I told you that we cant meet like this anymore. Taking a sip from the paper coffee cup, Scott Baldwin made a face at the bitter taste that filled his mouth. Id sell my soul for a good cup of coffee.

Weve got a problem. Ignoring the need to backhand the loudmouthed DA, Ric closed the door to Scotts office behind him.

Unless this involves taking Sonny and Sonny Jr down, there is no we. Setting the cup down harshly on his littered desk, Scott glared across the room.

Oh well, I guess it wouldnt interest you that Port Charless death rate is about to go off the charts. Smirking at the stupid small town twit, Ric took a seat.

I dont understand.

And somehow this doesnt surprise me. Laughing, Ric shook his head. Ill try to keep this simple.

I dont like your tone of voice.

I dont care. Theres been a little snag.

What does that have to do with our arrangement? Im holding up to my end of the deal. Jason Morgan is going down for a murder he didnt commit. Leaving Corinthos wide open.

Ignoring the DAs rant, Scott studied his cuticles for a moment before answering. And youre doing a superb job of it too. Getting caught concealing evidence. Making half the police department suspicious of your integrity. Youre a real pro.

You have one minute to tell me why youre here or Ill have one of the men escort you from my building. Resting his hands on the desk, Scotts face turned red.

Wolfram and Hart is sending some back up.

So.

They have a large appetite. Ric smirked.

What does that mean?

For blood Baldwin.

Scott sat behind his desk for a moment, his face blank. Soon his right eye started to twitch. I wont have it. Not in my town. You tell whatever people you have coming here that they arent welcome.

Standing, Ric shook his head. He really hated Baldwin. The man was stupid. Its out of my hands. Hopefully itll only be for a few days tops.

So what am I supposed to do when bodies start piling up?

Shrugging his shoulders, the young lawyer chuckled. I hear blaming gang activities works.

~~~*~~~~

It felt like shed waken up from a dream. A really bizarre and twisted dream. She could remember the sound of the building exploding. The being in some small room. Lindsey, Ric, Lilah. God itd worked. Lindseys half brained plan worked. Shed had her doubts. When hed returned to her cell, his eyes lacking any trace of friendship. But he hadnt failed her.

Licking at her dry lips, Tess felt strong enough to walk on her own and pulled away from Buffy. I know this is going to sound stupid...where are we?

A slight smile touched Buffys lips. I could be mean and tell you this was Sunnydale...But Ill be nice. Were in Port Charles, New York.

That explains the snow I guess... So does everyone else know?

Theyre here waiting. We all flew here as soon as we heard you were alive. Buffy paused and Tess could see that she was trying to think of what to say. Things have changed Tess.

How much could change? Her lips twitched as she teased her friend. Did Xander stop craving junk food? Willow and Oz married with four pups of their own. Oh I know. Angel is wearing pinks and yellows.

My Mom died. Giles returned to England. Oz and Willow broke up and he left town. Xander and Anya got engaged. And Angel and Cordelia live in LA and run an investigation agency with Wesley and some new friends. Faith woke up from her coma and ended up turning herself into the police. Angel slept with Darla and I died again and currently dating Spike. Taking a deep breath, Buffy waited for Tess to wrap her brain around what shed just been told.

H-How long have I been gone? She suddenly needed to lean against something.

A little over four years. Im sorry to just blurt it all out like that. But I wanted you prepared before you were bombarded.

Her dark blue eyes widened. Did you just say that you were dating Spike?

Ill fill you in later. Tess let her take her hand and lead her back down the alley.

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Chapter 5

Ric hadnt been lying. It wasnt hour after the smug little bastard left when reports of dead bodies started to pile up. The station was in an uproar. No one knew what was going on. Scott could see the panic in mens eyes. Heard the whispers when no one thought he could hear.

Bite marks. Blood drained.

Taggart looked relieved when Scotty had suggested gang related deaths. Didnt second guess him like usual. Hadnt even tried tying the deaths to the mob. Like good worker bees each officer nodded their head and went off to file their reports.

Hed made a huge mistake. Not that hed utter those words out loud for anyone else to hear. His first visit to the morgue confirmed that hed left the little league fields behind and fallen on his face in the majors. When it came down to it, he was all talk, flash and not an ounce of substance. He knew it, most of the men at the PCPD knew it. And soon all the idiot voters of PC were going to know it. He couldnt put the press off forever, he was going to be forced to give a press release.

He could see it now. Being asked what precautions hed suggest to the residents. Carry sharp pointy sticks. Wear a cross around your neck. And dont forget the Holy water. Hed be in a straightjacket before the next reporter could ask a question.

Crap.

Tossing his third cup of coffee into the trash, Scott cursed darkly under his breath as he slammed out of his office. Everyone stopped what they were doing. Looking up at him with panic filled eyes. How many?

Four. Mac muttered.

Well thats not too bad. Trying to use a cheerful voice, he ignored the glares he received. What? It could be worse. The phone on Macs desk started ringing. Mac hesitated for a moment before answering it. His shoulders slumped, as he ran a hand over his face.

There was another one found down on Crawford.

Mac gave Scotty a look of disgust before stalking away.

Crap.

~~~*~~~

Turning the corner Buffy put out her hand and stopped Tess. Only ten feet away was a vampire having a midnight snack of the human variety.

Well theres a familiar sight. Tess muttered, her eyes automatically looking around for a weapon.

I dont get it. We didnt hear about any deamony activity here. Reaching inside her jacket, Buffy gulped when her hands came up empty. Okay heres the plan.

Fight. Stake. Kill. That hasnt changed has it? Still looking, she gave an exasperated sigh. Does this town not believe in wood?

We dont have time. Without any hesitation, Buffy hurried forward. Hey you. Yeah you with the bad dental plan. Didnt your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?

Tess felt her lips twist, a feeling of normalcy spread through her. No matter what changed, at least slaying would stay the same.

It was the last thought that went through her mind before something slammed across her back. The pain almost had her on her knees. But unfortunately for her attacker the pain didnt keep her down long. Spinning in her crouched position, she swiped the vampires feet out from under him. Sending him to the ground and giving her enough time to spring to her feet.

Hey Buffy?

Her opponent was quick to recover.

Yeah?

Tesss fist connected with the vampires face in a forceful upper cut.

What about that stake issue? Her sidekick was weak, so much so she could hear Giless voice in the back of her head scolding her on her lack of concentration. But what could be expected when you were wearing a skirt that not even a librarian would get caught dead in?

Thinking about it.

Pain blinded her for a moment as a foot planted itself into her abdomen.

Hey watch it. Bent over Tess took a moment to catch her breath, taking a step back to avoid another blow. That actually hurt!

Just wait little girl. Before I kill you I will show you what pain really is.

Funny. Thats what they all say right before they all became a big ole pile of dust on the ground. Aiming her kick at his sternum, Tess growled in frustration when the snug skirt refused to oblige. Looking down in disgust at the crimson material, she bent over quickly gripped the material and tore the skirt up the side. Much better.

Tess heads up. Buffy called out before her head snapped back from a lucky shot.

Seeing that her opponent had a trashcan aimed at her head, Tess tucked into a ball and rolled to the right. The sound of metal crashing onto the pavement echoed in the dark alley. Oh now Im gonna have to kick your ass.

Her legs now free, she kicked with enough force to knock the vampire back several feet. Without skipping a beat, she spun on her right foot, connecting her left one to the underside of the vampires chin. He stumbled back into pile of trash.

With an enraged howl the vampire lunged to his feet. But before he could make his move he burst into a ball of dust.

What the? Tess blinked.

Are you okay? Angels concerned voice startled her for a moment.

Hey I was on a roll. Whyd you do that?

Angels concerned expression faded into an amused smirk. With a disbelieving shake of his head, he turned his attention to where Buffy was fighting. Buffy!

Her head snapped toward their direction and Angel tossed her his stake. With a clean jab her opponent was a pile at her feet.

Thanks. Pushing her fly away hair out of her face, Buffy ran her hands down her pant legs. Letting out a long breath, she approached the startled female crouched in the shadows. Are you okay?

M-My dog? The females eyes were glazed over in shock. I cant find my dog.

Shaking her head, Buffy offered the woman a small smile. Dont worry. Im sure your dog is somewhere around here.

The woman let out a shaky breath. W-What was that?

Buffy paused. Just your random mugger.

I saw its face. The woman struggled to her feet. Her eyes growing bigger by the minute. He didnt look normal.

Angel put his hand on the small of Tesss back and urged her forward. Probably just the shadows playing tricks with your eyes.

The woman was growing agitated. It bit me. As if to clarify her point, she brought a hand to her neck. Pulling it back she stared down at the blood. Turning to Angel, her body started to tremble. Is that my blood?

Tess knelt down next to Buffy. Youre gonna be fine. How about we walk you home?

The confusion melted from the womans face. Her eyes turned cold as she stared at Tess. Why? So you can tell Jason that you saved me? When are you going to give up? Jasons with me now Elizabeth.

Excuse me? Blinking, Tess watched as the female struggled to her feet.

Oh is this where you act all innocent. Batting your lashes and playing dumb? Well I saw you. Youre not as helpless as youve led everyone to believe.

Mrs. Quartermaine? The sound of footsteps stopped the conversation. A large man joined the young woman. I thought Jason told you not to go out without a guard. Miss Webber? What happened?

Angel nudged Tess from behind. Almost causing her to stumble forward. Sending him a look over her shoulder she read the look in his eyes and turned toward the man. There was a mugger.

Im telling you it wasnt a mugger. Johnny it bit me. Baring her neck for him to see, Buffy groaned from behind.

Listen we were just offering to walk your friend here home. But since youre here... Angel grasped onto Tess and Buffys hands and started to drag them away. They needed to get back to the others and didnt have time for hysterics.

Wait... The man jogged the few feet to them. Miss Webber, maybe you should come with us.

Tess gritted her teeth in frustration. She hated not knowing what was going on. Being called someone elses name. Expected to know people shed never seen before now. Lindsey had explained shed become someone else for awhile. But shed been under the assumption that when it was all over shed remember. Why?

Mr Corinthos and Morgan might have a few questions. The man fidgeted.

You know what? I think Ill pass. Turning away, Tess looked at her two friends. Will someone tell me what in the hell is going on?

Id love to. Angel whispered back. As soon as I know Ill tell you.

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Chapter Six

You have to believe me! Sitting in the hospital bed, her hair pulled up into a sloppy ponytail on top of her head. Courtney touched the bandage on the side of her neck gingerly as she stared pleadingly at the two men in the room. I know what I saw.

With a heavy sigh, Sonny sunk down in the chair next to her bed. Courtney I know youve been through a lot lately. Finding out you have an older brother. Being stalked by your husband. Getting mugged tonight. But you need to stop telling everyone-.

No! Her cry bounced off walls. Im not lying. Her eyes swung over in Jasons direction. And Im not crazy. I was attacked by vampires. You believe me, dont you Jason?

His eyes traveled from hers to the gauze on her neck. I think you believe you saw a vampire. His tone was soft, but his eyes betrayed what he really thought.

Not one. Two. Folding her hands in her lap, she hung her head low as tears swelled up in her eyes. Why cant you believe me?

Neither men said a word, instead they shared a look that clearly stated what they thought. Courtney had snapped. With a tired sigh, Jason crossed the room to stare out the window. Theyd been listening to her for the last hour. Crying, pleading for them to accept what she was saying. But the more she pushed, the more they worried for her.

I believe you. Looking over his shoulder, Jason spotted Scotty Baldwin stood in the doorway, his eyes filled with fake sympathy. Why dont you tell me what happened.

Leave. It wasnt a request but a demand, as Jason turned around and glared at the DA.

Im here to take her statement. With a lopsided grin, Scotty winked at Jason. If youre good Ill let you stay. If not? Shrugging his shoulders, he jerked his thumb over his behind him where a uniformed officer stood. Ill him one of my men escort you out.

Cant this wait till morning. Shes already been through enough tonight. Sonnys tone was light, but the outrage in his eyes only made Scotty giddy.

Not when the trail is fresh. Dont you want to see the men who harmed your sister punished? Or did you get one of your thugs to take care of that for you already? Slapping his hand against his forehead, the DA gave a short chuckle. What am I thinking? Jasons here.

A growl escaped Sonnys lips, but before he could rise from his chair, Jason put a hand on his shoulder. You have five minutes. Then you leave.

Anything you say Bugsy. With a smirk and a tilt of his head, Scotty clapped his hands together and turned his attention on Courtney. So why dont you start at the beginning?

Wiping the tears from her eyes, Courtney sniffed. I was attacked by vampires.

His sandy brown brows shot up. Taking a closer step to the bed, Scotts voice dropped. You dont say.

I was taking Rosie for a walk, when I was grabbed and pulled into an alley. Ignoring Sonnys loud groan, her lower lip quivered. I was so scared. Theyre faces...and their teeth. Sobbing, Courtney covered her face with her hands.

Patting her on the back awkwardly, Scotty hushed her until she pulled herself together. There, there.

T-Then one of them bit me-.

Oh come on Baldwin. Cant you see shes in shock! Leaping out of his chair, Sonny went for the door and opened it. She needs to rest.

Rage replaced fear in her eyes, as she glared at her older brother. Fine if you dont believe me, then ask Elizabeth Webber and her friends. They were there. Infact theyre the ones that killed the vampires.

Feeling his heart literally stop beating in his chest, Jasons mouth went dry. It wasnt like he believed Courtneys tale of vampires attacking her in an alley. He was certain that she had been attacked. Perhaps the shadows had played tricks with her eyes. But if Elizabeth was there and with friends...

Elizabeth Webber. Scotty looked thoughtful. Short, brunette, about yay high? His hand was about Elizabeths height. Youre saying she killed this...vampire.

Frustrated, Courtney shook her head. No she fought him. After he hit her across the back with a pipe. Shaking his head, Jason thought the situation wouldve been funny, if she didnt look so convinced this was what happened. Some tall man put a stake through the vampires back and it went up in a ball of dust.

Uh-right. Scotts complexion turned pale as he licked his lips. These people that were with Elizabeth. What did they look like?

Eyeing the DA, Courtney looked slightly relieved that someone, anyone was listening to her. The man was tall. Definitely over six feet. Dark hair, good looking. He looked really mad when he showed up.

And the girl?

Quick to react, Jason folded his arms across his chest. She didnt say the other one was a girl.

She didnt? Scott shrugged. I guess I just assumed.

She was blonde. Really skinny. But she was so strong. Her lips twisted. Sos Elizabeth. Shes not the weak little princess she wants everyone to think she is. When she got hit she barely winced.

Choking, Scott looked ready to hurl. You didnt get their names did you?

Biting down on her lower lip, Courtneys forehead scrunched as she thought back to the nights events. Buffy! The man called her Buffy.

Scotty visibly gulped. A-And the man?

Courtney stared down at her hands. Shaking her head, Courtney sighed. I cant remember. I-I dont think anyone said it.

Letting out a shaky breath, Scotty looked behind him to the uniformed officer standing beside the door. I need Elizabeth Webber found-.

Whoa! Rounding the bed, Sonny grabbed a hold of Scottys elbow and pulled him aside. Leave Elizabeth alone. My sister is talking about vampires attacking her. Cant you see shes a little unstable right now?

Looking down at Sonnys hand, Scotty pulled free from the mobsters grasp. Elizabeth Webber and her friends may be the only source of information we have. Besides you dont call the shots here. Looking at the officer who was still standing in the same position, Scottys face flushed. Now! I want her in my office in the next hour.

The young officer nodded and moved for the door but Scotty stopped him. Tell the men to be careful.

What was that? Jasons gut clenched . This wasnt good. He knew the PCPD and their plain stupidity. But for Scott to act like Elizabeth was some armed and dangerous criminal didnt sit well with him.

Precautions. Mumbling to himself, the DA straightened his suit jacket. Well as much as this has been, I have a job to do.

Let us know when you start doing it. Sonny grumbled as he turned back to Courtney. His eyes raked over his sisters face. Gone was the fear and in its place a smug little smile twisted her lips. Shaking his head, Sonny turned on his heel and cocked his head to the door, silently telling Jason to follow.

With hardly a glance toward the woman hed been sleeping with for the last two months, Jason followed him out into the hallway. Neither man spoke until they were a good distance from Courtneys room.

I dont want Baldwin or any of his rats anywhere near Courtney. Talking in a hushed whisper, Sonny pulled his gloves out of his pocket. If anyone hears her talking like this, shes gonna have a nice little vacation at Ferncliffe.

I can get one of the men to guard her door. Happy with Jasons answer, Sonny gave a quick nod.

Im going to go back to the penthouse and get a hold of Benny to see what hes found.

What do you want me to do?

Sonny looked back towards his sisters room then back to Jason. Do what your instincts are telling you to. Go protect Elizabeth. Without another word, Sonny slapped him on the back as he walked past him and down the hall. His shoulders slumped his gait slow.

Conflicted now, Jason stood rooted in place. Everything in his being was screaming, demanding he track Elizabeth down. Make sure she was alright. Most importantly find out what was going on. But he had two very large problems. One was down the hall, babbling away about getting bitten by vampires. The other was Elizabeths desire to keep him out of her life.

He wasnt in love with Courtney. He loved her maybe. Her presence was a blessing to his shredded heart when Elizabeth had walked out on him without a second glance. But she wasnt the woman he saw himself with ten years down the road. Hell he couldnt see himself with her next year.

How had he let things go this far? He knew she thought she was in love with him. A house with a picket fence, PTA meetings and family barbeques gleamed in her eyes every time she looked at him. Which only proved she didnt know him at all. Those things would be nice, normal. But hed tried normal with Robin. For awhile it worked, had been a nice change of pace. It just wasnt him.

Jase. Snapping out of his thoughts, Jason watched as Johnny made his way down the over polished linoleum hall. His steps quick, his face anxious.

Where the hell have you been? Looking down at Johnnys torn and muddy suit, Jason wrinkled his nose at the guard. You smell like garbage.

So would you if youd been crawling around an alley. Johnny bit back. Looking down at his clothing he let out a loud groan. I just bought these shoes. Shaking his head sadly the guard looked back up at Jasons stony face. Cops showed up, but not before I found these. Holding up a little black purse and a scrap of fabric, Johnny grinned like a little boy. Theyre Miss Webbers.

Jasons eyes flew to the fabric. You didnt tell me that Elizabeth was in the alley when you found
Courtney. It wouldve been nice to know this before she went and told Baldwin.

Johnnys arms lowered slowly as his smile slipped. Yeah, well she was acting king of strange. And with everything going on between the two of you...

Theres nothing going on. Snapping, Jason took the purse from the other mans hands.

Besides, some guy was there. Looked like he was more than capable of taking care of her. That SOB looked meaner than a...

Yeah I had pleasure of meeting him tonight. Opening the purse, Jason pulled out Elizabeths keys. Well shell need these.

Looking at the metal objects, Johnny shrugged. Maybe she has a spare.

No. I have the second set. Looking up in time to see the silly grin on Johnnys face, Jason glared. Incase anything happened to her.

Yeah. Whatever.

You didnt see where Elizabeth went did you?

A nurse walked past them, her wrinkled in disgust as she passed Johnny, who glared at her until she scurried away. Cant help you there. Courtney was yapping about being attacked...

By vampires. I heard.

Letting out a sigh, Johnny nodded. Shes still sticking to that story huh?

Yeah. Looking down at the purse, Jason was surprised to see how tightly he was clutching the item. Baldwin is looking for Elizabeth. There was something off about him.

When isnt there something off about the guy? His words were meant to be a joke, but instead the seriousness of Scotty Baldwins drive to take down Sonny and anyone who ever had connections to him was no laughing matter. You want me to come with you?

No. Tucking the piece of Elizabeths skirt into his pocket, Jason took one last look toward Courtneys room. I need you to call Nico and get him to stand guard outside Courtneys room. No one. And I mean no one gets in unless theyre a doctor.

Okay.

Then I want you and Francis to start looking for Elizabeth. Im going to swing by Kellys then her studio. Without another word, Jason headed for the elevators.

Hey Jase?

Pushing the button, Jason turned back around.

What do we do if we find her?

Call me. Dont approach her.

Youre kidding right? Johnny didnt know whether to smile or take Jason seriously.

Just say Im taking precautions. The elevator opened and Jason stepped inside, leaving Johnny to wonder at his words.

~~~*~~~

Her feet dangling over the ledge, Tess gazed down at the city of Port Charles beneath her. It had once been a habit of hers. To slip away and find a spot on one of the buildings back in Sunnydale. Sometimes shed dream about what itd be like to be a normal person. One who lived in the day and knew nothing about the dangers lurkring around at night. To be able to go on dates, without the added stress of wondering if her date was going to try to kill her before their first kiss. School, love, life. All seemed like such easy, maintainable things. But always out of her grasp.

Giles had only confirmed what Buffy had told her. Four years. Shed been gone for four years, her friends believing shed died in the explosion. So much time had passed. To her it seemed like itd only been a few days ago that shed put on the crimson cap and gown for her graduation. Her stomach in knots as she prepared to fight the mayor.

But once everyone welcomed her back, hugs were exchanged, tears wiped from blurry eyes, shed notice just how much her friends had changed. It wasnt just physical changes, she didnt have a hard time adapting to haircuts and highlights. The entire group dynamic had undertaken a massive overhaul.

Instead of the huge family shed known, there were now two separate groups. The line separating them so clear a person could practically see the wide gulf isolating them. Buffy, Xander, Willow and Giles on one side. Angel, Cordelia, Wesley , Gunn and Fred on the other. Then there was Lindsey who stood to the side.

Lindsey McDonald. Who would have thought shed ever seen him again? The last time shed seen him, hed been standing with his hands in his pockets. His eyes downcast, not man enough to look her in the eye. Now he was an unwilling participant in their crazy world.

I thought Id find you here. Giless rich British voice greeted her warmly from behind. Looking over her shoulder, Tess smiled gently at him. Thank god there was one person who really hadnt changed. Sure he was back with the Watchers Council, but other than that he was the same man she remembered. Calm exterior, kind eyes, easy smile. So many nights shed prayed her own father could be more like the man standing near her. Just another lesson that prayers dont always get answered.

I just needed to get away for a little while. She hated how weak she sounded, like a little girl who had no where to go, no one to watch over her. It was a feeling she wasnt used to and one she hoped she got over quickly. I was just feeling...

Overwhelmed? Joining her at the edge of the building, he looked down at the street below.

Nodding her head slowly, Tess straightened. Its not that Im not thrilled to see everyone.

I understand. A lot has changed since...

I was stupid and turned around. Anger started to warm her insides. I shouldve just kept going. I knew the building was going to blow.

You did as you were trained. His tone was soft but firm. As a slayer you have many responsibilities-.

With a loud groan, Tess couldnt control the overwhelming urge to roll her eyes. Oh God not the responsibility speech already.

Chuckling, Giless eyes danced. No. I thought as a welcome back present Id forgo the speeches for today. What I was going to say was, as a slayer so much is counting on you to make the right decision. Never have I thought youd made the wrong one.

The side of her mouth curved up slightly. So youre saying it wasnt stupid for me to turn around?

Absolutely not. You put me through that again Ill personally wring your neck. Putting an arm around her shoulder, he gave her an affectionate squeeze. Im proud of you.

How did everyone get so distanced? Kicking her legs out, she let her heels bounce off the bricks. She wasnt sure she wanted to know this quiet yet. Sometimes ignorance was bliss, but her curiosity got the better of her.

It happens I suppose. People move away, change.

Why did Angel and Cordelia leave? She could tell he was leaving something out. Giles was never a talented liar. His face would turn red and hed stutter. Though she had to give it to him for trying.

Cordelia went to LA at the end of summer. Wanted to become a star.

I can see that. Smiling she couldnt think of Cordelia trying to be anything but a starlet. To say the least her friend was flamboyant. And Angel?

Some had to do with Buffy. But also because of you.

Her forehead scrunched. I dont understand.

Giving her a disbelieving glance, Giles lifted a brow. Im sure you do.

Because we were attracted to each other, but he was in love with Buffy. It felt weird talking to him like this. The slayer, vampire triangle was a taboo subject the last time she was around. So saying it out loud was awkward. Talking about it with Giles humiliating.

Watching the building explode and thinking you were still inside... It made him start to second guess his love for Buffy.

So he left?

I think Ive said enough. You really should talk to Angel. Poor man. Relationships had never really been his forte. Old dust books and a strong English tea was more his style.

So whats everyone up to?

Lindsey is filling them in on everything he knows about Wolfram and Hart and Ric Lansing.

Tesss upper lip curled, as her eyes narrowed some. My old pal Ric Lansing. I cant wait to see that bastard again. Because she desperately wanted to finish the job shed started with that SOB. If it werent for the armed guards standing outside her cell, Ric wouldnt be a problem now.

Closing her eyes against the rush of memories, Tess swallowed the rage inside. Her nails bit into the skin of her palms, as the picture of Rics cocky expression invaded her head. His crude words and wandering eyes disgusted her, but it wasnt until he tried to chain her to the small cot in the room she truly understood his intent. Hed gotten lucky and had her hand cuffed before shed realized just how far he was going to go. Before shed been able to get her arm free, hed been able to get in a few good punches, as well as tearing the front of her shirt.

Seeing that his young slayer had drifted off to another place, Giles cleared his throat. Warring with himself whether he should tell her that the man was in town. Lindsey has told us that Mr. Lansing is in Port Charles.

Her head whipped up, nearly cramping the muscles in her neck. Rics in town?

Not liking the way her eyes nearly glowed, Giles cleared his throat again. He knew this look, it was usually followed by one of Tesss impulsive incidents. Each of his slayers were so different from one another. Buffy had a quick tongue, could be slightly superficial and had such a carefree attitude about most things. Tess was a little more focused, which was why shed been a quick student when it came to the magical arts. Usually laid back, once her temper was lit there was little anyone could do to stop her from acting out. Lastly thered been Faith. A tough exterior and a sharper tongue, she was the most insecure one out of the three. Her uncertainty had been her down fall. He only prayed the young woman was truly learning for her past mistakes.

Tess-.

Dont Tess me. Is Ric Lansing in Port Charles?

You need to think... It was the only confirmation she needed. Hopping down, she didnt waste any time getting to the roof exit and making her way down the old metal stairs. Her steps sounded like thunder as she descended to the bottom.

Blood pumped through her veins like wildfire. Starting from her heart and ending up echoing in her ears. Her mind centered on one thing only. Bending Ric Lansing until he broke.

[JRK Archiver]

Chapter 7

Rage pumped through her veins. Fast and furious. The toll from the emotional night already put her into a tailspin. Making her feel like Dorothy mustve when shed been dumped on her ass in OZ. But the knowledge of knowing Ric Lansing was slumming around town. It was enough to make her want to hurl.

"Tess, please reconsider this. Y-Youre in no shape to go after Lansing tonight." Giless words begged at her from behind. His steps getting closer.

"Give it up Giles. Nothing you say is going to change my mind. I warned that slimy bastard what would happen if I ever had a chance to come after him." Reaching the bottom of the long staircase, Tess headed toward the door on the far end of the building without so much as a glance at her friends.

Seeing the determination in her stride, Angel broke off from the group to intercept the furious slayer before she made it to the exit. "Whats going on?"

"Thank God." Pulling up short, the older man leaned over and rested his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath. "Please talk some sense into her. S-She plans on going after Ric Lansing."

"Save your breath."Already sensing Angels concern, Tess narrowed her eyes in his direction. "Theres nothing you can say or do that can change my mind." Unaware of the scene she was causing, Tess barely registered the fact that everyone had made their way over to them. "Ric is going to pay."

"See, this is how we should be." Gunn muttered loud enough for everyone to hear. "Action. No talking the subject to death. Or reading through piles of dust covered books. Just some good old fashioned get up and go. I think everyone could learn a lesson from this."

"Will you shut up." Swatting Gunn in the chest, Cordelia gave him a look to keep his mouth closed. "Tess, before you go out and make this Ric guy pay. Would you mind catching the rest of us up? I dont know about the rest of these schlubs, I feel like Im missing a few chapters here."

"Ric Lansing. Wolfram and Hart. Hurt me." Feeling as though shed filled them all in enough, Tess went to slip past Angel. Only to have his arm snake around her waist, lifting her high in the air and pinning her to his chest.

"Hurt you in what way?" His thick brown brows were lowered over anger filled eyes.

"As touching as your concern is, if you dont put me down right now I will shove my fist down your throat, tear your spleen from your body and use it as a hat." Looking more like a spitting kitten, Angel held onto the young woman. Memories from years ago flooded through him. Standing in the library of the High School. Physically restraining Tess from rushing off and getting into trouble. Impulsive and reckless at times, Angel always worried about Tess. Seemed some things never changed.

"Gee Tess. Here I thought we were friends." His tone mocked her, causing her to thrash around in vain. Her fists pounded on his shoulder and arms. Small feet kicked blindly.

"Tess." Grunting, Angel winced as her foot connected soundly with his shin. "Talk now. Fight later." Gritting his teeth, Angel held on tight as Tess continued to struggle against him. Her tiny little body twist and turned against him. "Will you stop it? Youre acting like a child."

"Do you want the short version or the long one?" Embedding her small nails into his arm, Tess let out a frustrated wail when he wouldnt release her. Tears started to gather in her eyes. "He tried to rape me. Are you happy now?"

Happy? There were a lot of emotions that sprung from the darkness of his soul he usually spent so much time burying, but happy wasnt one of them. Disgust, hatred, blind furry. Those words better described how he felt. His body went instantly ridged against hers, as the warehouse became deathly still. It was as if the air had been sucked out, leaving them all unable to move or speak. The only sign of life came from Tess as she continued to thrash against Angel.

It was Angel who recovered first. His eyes already flashing yellow as his jaw clenched. Slowly, he turned to face Lindsey. Tess still secured in his embrace, Angel pinned his stare on the other man. "Lindsey you have one chance to answer me. Did you know about this?"

"Hell no." Lindseys eyes flashed with irritation. His strong jaw tense as he waited for Angel to make the next move. Ric Lansing was one unlucky SOB. Not that Lindsey felt an ounce of remorse for his former colleague and friend. Even the evil had to know their boundaries. Know how hard and far they could push unto something came and bit them in the ass. Ric had been pushing the envelope for years. With blatant disregard for his own life. It would do Lindsey good to see that bastard pay.

"Where is Ric Lansing?"

Lindsey looked around at the faces surrounding him. They werent the only ones feeling rage and disgust. Personally he had no idea Ric had been stupid enough to try and force himself on a slayer. No wonder Tess had torn into him. Breaking his jaw, leg not to mention a few ribs. There were a few things Lindsey couldnt stomach. Harming woman and children on the top of his short list. It didnt matter if the woman in question was stronger than ten men put together, it was a simple matter of principle.

"Hes staying in the rooms above Kellys." Watching Angels eyes flash, Lindsey gave up hope there would be something left of his old buddy to hurt. Without so much of a blink of his glowing eyes, Angel dropped Tess to the ground and was at the moment barking out orders.

"This wasnt really what I had in mind when I asked for your assistance." Giles shook his head as everyone started to gather their jackets. "Well could someone possibly give Tess a change of clothing?"

Without a word Buffy headed over to where her bag lay on the grimy concrete ground and pulled out a pair of leather pants and t-shirt. Tossing them over to Tess, who grabbed them in midair on her way over to a vacant room in the corner of the warehouse.



When she was out of earshot, Giles pulled on Angels elbow and took him to the side. "Do you really think shes ready for this?"

"Giles the man hurt her. He tried to...to." Wiping his large hand over his face, Angel looked at spot over Giless shoulder. "Ric Lansing tired to rape her. He put his dirty hands on Tess."

"Do you think youre thinking clearly enough to go after him?" Though Tesss violation was pulling the group together. Fusing them into the force they once had been, Giles wasnt positive it was the right time to strike out.

"Dont ask me to wait. Wolfram and Hart have done everything in their power over the last few years to destroy me and everything thats important to me. Its employees like Lansing that give the firm the power to hurt the people I care about. They took Tess away from us. Hurt her. Took away her memories. If I dont do this now Ill combust. Besides theres demons already crawling the streets. We cant just sit back."

"I wont argue with you on that." Sighing, Giles removed his glasses and started to wipe away invisible spots. "This is all just too fast. I had wanted to give her some time to adjust. A few training sessions to see if theres been adverse effects from her little hiatus."

"Ill keep an eye on her."

"You always did." Giles murmured. "Just be careful. Shes still so confused. So many things have changed. Not to mention past emotions, hurts and fears that are still so fresh for her."

"Giles I cant take back what happened in Sunnydale." Angel dark expression didnt lessen. "But theres something that needs to be taken care of. Tonight. When Lansing is out of the way, Tess and I will talk."

Clearly not please with the answer, Giles relented. He knew these people well enough to know that Wolfram and Hart, not to mention Ric Lansing had stepped over the line. Waking a sleeping giant who was now hell bent on evening the score. "I cant talk you out of this? Let it go for just tonight, so we can be better organized."

"I have a score to settle. Im not waiting." Angel looked up as Tess headed toward him. The fire in her eyes hadnt faded. "Are we ready?" Everyone nodded but Lindsey. He looked uncomfortable. "McDonald are you in or are you out?"

Lindseys eyes shot over to Cordelia for a brief second. He could see the challenge shining back at him. His mind flashed back to the day he stood in Angel Investigations first office. Teetering on a crossroad he wasnt sure he was ready to take. Once again right in front of him was another chance. A chance at exactly what he wasnt entirely sure of. What he did know, he wasnt like these people. Wanting to jump and fight at every sign of injustice. Not that hed ever return to W&H, no that part of his life was done and over with.

But those damn knowing eyes of Cordelia Chase stared, unblinkingly back at him. He couldnt say they were mocking him as his stomach tightened and he fought to take a deep breath. "In."

"Good." Satisfied with the ex-lawyers answer, Angel gave a solemn nod. "Well check Kellys out first."



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Without ceremony, Jason flung the door to Sonnys penthouse open and stalked inside. "What?" It was the only thing he trusted himself to say. Sonny had paged him four times in the last hour. It had never bothered him before, but now with each beep from the black box connected at his hip he felt his irritation mount.

"Where the hell have you been?" Sonny demanded. His face was drawn tight, indicating his extreme displeasure.

"Taking care of stuff." Sonny already knew this, seeing theyd just seen one another at the hospital a little more than an hour ago.

With a sigh, the smaller man leaned over and picked up a file lying on the coffee table in front of him. "Benny was just here."

Running a hand through his short cropped hair, Jason blew out a long breath. "Just spit it out Sonny. I havent found Elizabeth yet."

"Thats just it. Whoever she is, she aint Elizabeth Webber." Shoving the thick file toward Jason, Sonny looked increasingly uneasy. "Elizabeth Imogen Webber died at the age of seventeen. In 1978."

A look of confusion passed across Jasons features. Slowly he took the file from his long time friend. "There has to be some mistake."

"Jase its all there. So unless our Elizabeth is some kind of spirit..." Waiting for Jason to read the first few pages.

"This just isnt right." Flipping through the paperwork, Jasons face only darkened with every page.

"When Benny found the death certificate, he got in touch with a few of his contacts. Gave them all the information we have on her. Pictures, blood type, articles from the time hes been in the paper." If possible Sonnys already stone features tightened.

"And?" Already getting tired of Sonnys dramatics, Jason shifted his large frame impatiently.

"There was a match." Taking the half read paperwork from Jasons hands, Sonny flipped through until he found what he was looking for. "A girl out in California -."

"Elizabeth is from Colorado." Jason cut him off, his brain already rejecting the possibility that Elizabeth had lied to him. For the last four years.

"Theres a chance her name is Tessa Hayden Walker." Sonny pushed a yearbook photo in front of Jasons face. The young woman smiling back at him was too hauntingly familiar. "More than just a chance."

"How can this be?"

"It gets worse." Shuffling again through the papers Sonny produced another page. "This is her death certificate. On the day of Tessas graduation, her High School blew up. Elizabeth...or Tessa was inside at the time."

Looking down at the death certificate, Jason drew in a deep breath. "Then it cant be her. Maybe this girl was some relative of Elizabeth."

"There was no body Jason. The Coroner was going on hearsay. People saw her go in, but there seemed to be some chaos at the time. Sixty other people were also pronounced dead that day. Apparently they died before the explosion." Dragging a hand over his face, Sonny looked years older.

Slowly, Jason made his way over to the couch. Sinking down, he was already pouring through the pages. Spotting a few more pictures, his head shot up to look over at Sonny. "Ive seen this guy."

Quickly handing the page over to Sonny, Jason continued. "I was at Kellys earlier today, asking Elizabeth a few questions. He was a customer there."

"Really?" Sonnys brows arched. "How did Elizabeth act around him?"

"Like she would with any other customer. Polite. She did ask him if he was new in town. He said he was looking for somebody."

"Check him out." With a nod, Sonny scratched his cheek. "I dont know how I feel about Elizabeth lying to us. She knows way too much about our business."

"What are you saying?" His eyes narrowed.

"Nothin." With a careless shrug of his shoulders, Sonny crossed the room to the large picture window that looked down on the twinkling lights of Port Charles. "I just dont like surprises."

"You dont think Elizabeth. . ." The words wouldnt form. Right on the tip of his tongue, Jason shoved his hands deep into his pockets, ignoring the way his mouth went dry and his throat tightened. "Im gonna try and find this Rupert Giles guy. See what information he can give us."

"Jase wait a minute." Turning back around to face the room, Sonnys mouth was pinched. His eyes looked sunken in. "I know in the past I have jumped to several wrong conclusions before. Find Elizabeth, bring her back here. I want to hear her side of things before I make a decision."

Even though he knew Sonny really wanted to believe what he was saying, Jason could already see that Sonnys mind didnt need to hear Elizabeths words. "Ill be back."

[JRK Archiver]

Chapter Eight

Swinging the heavy door to Elizabeths studio open, Jason stood on the threshold and stared into the darkened interior. Hed left Sonnys with one purpose in mind. To prove that Elizabeth hadnt been lying to them.

Why lie? It didnt add up. Most people lied to get some sort of benefit from it. What wouldve Elizabeth get from lying about who she really was? Pondering for a moment on that question, outside of the studio, Jason shook his head. There would be no way she was lying. Elizabeth Webber was a horrible liar. To pretend to be someone she wasnt, for four years was an impossibility. She despised liars.

Feeling the wall for the light switch, Jason blinked a few times when the harsh overhead flickered on. When his eyes were adjusted, he noticed that the studio really hadnt changed. Closing the door behind him, and turning the lock, he quickly made his way to her closet where Elizabeth kept her personal things.

The small room was jammed with odds and ends. The controlled clutter paused him for a moment. Did he really want to do this? Go through her things for some sort of proof to Sonny that she wasnt lying to them. What if he were to open Pandoras box? Pinching his mouth into a frown, Jason told himself that he wasnt wrong. And if Sonny needed proof, then hed give him enough proof to choke on.

Moving a few boxes out of his way that were labeled summer clothes he found a plastic filing box. Pulling it from the cramped cubby, he wasted no time in flipping the lid off. Sifting through the bills he stopped when he found her diploma from Port Charles High School. A few seconds later he found her birth certificate. It looked authentic. But how many had he himself had forged over the last few years?

Giving up, he closed the box and put it back where he found it. Moving a few more boxes, Jason found a small pink boxes labeled pictures. Prying off the lid, he stared down into the box. There had to be over a hundred pictures to look through.

Taking the box out to the couch, he lowered him slowly as the picked up the first picture from the stack. Elizabeth was smiling at the camera while hugging her Grandmother. It looked like itd been recently taken. Pulling out the entire stack, Jason started at the bottom. A teenaged Elizabeth smiled shyly into the camera, Emily was standing beside her.

Shuffling through the images, he couldnt find any of a younger version of Elizabeth. Frowning, he shoved the pictures back into the box and slammed on the lid. Making his way back to the closet he swore he would find something that would make sense of everything.

***~***

Lindsey knew they werent going to find Ric Lansing. At least not until he wanted to be found. Not that he could blame the guy. If hed been in the assholes shoes, knowing hed made a huge error in judgement, hed back down until he could get all his bases covered. If only he knew what Lansing was privy to already.

Did he know that Tess was back? If so, it took away the major advantage they had over his former co-worker. It also meant that he could expect to see a few familiar faces from his past, and at the moment he didnt feel like finding out what was behind door number two.

But being the man he was, always looking out for himself and making sure he walked away on his own accord, he knew it was time to suck it up and stop baiting Angel and his friends every chance he got. Apparently he was in this for the long haul, and if there was going to be any sort of reunion with his biddies from Wolfram and Hart, hed rather have Angel in his corner. Instead of having the blood-sucking prick willing to throw him to the wolves.

It also meant he had to play nice with all of Angels groupies. He could do it. Even to that stuck up little princess Cordelia. Who, in his opinion was the second worst, right behind Angel himself. The way she was able to look at him and show her utter contempt made him twitch. Literally. It was unnerving the way she seemed to be able to read him. Seeing all his weaknesses and finding him totally wanting.

Then there was her sharp little tongue. Not only did it have a talent in flinging razor sharp insults, but the honesty in her words were unarming. One day hed love to give as good as he got from her.

Watching her talk softly to Tess, Lindsey was slightly taken aback at the softness in her face. It was like seeing a completely different person. And by the looks of it, she seemed to be doing a good job of getting through to Tess. After finding Rics room above Kelleys empty, the slayer had cursed before falling to the floor in a heap.

After the emotional roller coaster shed been on, Lindsey wouldnt have been surprised if she hadnt cracked long before now. Slayers were physically strong, fast and could take a beating like no other. But they were still human. Had limits that when pushed past could cripple them like anyone else.

Do you think he found out? Not realizing Angel had been so close, Lindsey nearly jumped out of his skin.

How would I know? Feeling Angels eyes boring holes into the side of his head, Lindsey had to remind himself to let the past go. It wasnt doing him any good, nor would it help him if his old employers were in town. I doubt it. I think my little show this morning had him pulling up stakes and finding a nice dark hole somewhere in town to hide out in.

We need to find him. Shes not going to rest until she does. Nodding in Tesss direction, Angel looked tired. And we need to find a place for all of us to stay.

Lindsey didnt know what to say. Usually when hed been forced to cooperate with the fanged wonder, hed been bossed around. Told what to do, when to do it. He couldnt help but wonder what Angel was up to. Id say the nicest hotel in town if its on you.

At least this got him a slight smile. Not likely. Besides, wed get too much attention.

We cant stay at the warehouse. Sooner or later the owner is going to find out were squatting.

Watching Tess wipe the tears from her eyes, Lindsey watched as she took Cordelias hand and let the other girl help her up to a standing position. What about Elizabeths place. No one would find it odd to see Tess there.

We dont know where Elizabeths place would be. Angel thought about it for a moment, not sure he wanted to invade on the place Tess had lived for the last four years as someone else. Not to say how she would feel.

I know where she lived. Lindsey answered. The building is mostly abandoned.

I wont ask how you know where she was living. Angel nearly growled.

That pain in the ass friend of yours told me.

What?

Doyle. Seeing Angels look of disbelief, Lindsey waived his hand. Long story, and I dont like you enough to tell it.

Feelings the same. Angel grunted. But theres something more important at stake here than our unquenchable disgust of one another.

Tess. Lindsey answered softly. Another, unwanted kick in his gut made him fidget.

Yeah. His eyes traveled the length of her slim body as she and Cordelia whispered back and forth to one another. Hed almost forgotten how close they once had been. Or how their friendship had come out of the blue the summer Buffy skipped town after shoving a very pointy sword through his gut. This town is going to be torn apart, and as much as I want to take her back to LA, we cant leave the people here to their own defenses.

What defenses? Lindsey sneered. Their helpless sheep.

Nodding in agreement, Angel checked the watch on his wrist. Lets get everyone out of here. Well regroup at the warehouse, figure things out from there.

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Theyve been gone for while. Looking over his shoulder to where Giles was sitting on the steps, Wesley was sick and tired of the silence that had engulfed them the moment the others had left. Fred had also stayed behind, and had wandered over to a table in the center of the room to read one of the books Giles had brought with him. Leaving him and Giles alone.

Its only been a hour. Making small talk with little interest, Giles turned the page of the book hed been pretending to read. It didnt matter to him how much Wesley had changed. The image of the pompous, snotty twit hed been was a hard memory to erase. Just because he was older than the rest, didnt mean he had to be mature all the time.

Something doesnt feel right. Rubbing his hands together, Wesley started to look a little irritated over Giless lack of interest. You cant tell me that youre not just a little worried. One of your Slayers is out there. Totally out of shape, and suffering from immense emotional stress.

I dont know what youre talking about. Snapping the book shut, knowing that Wesley wasnt going to stop yapping like an overactive Chiwawa. Buffys in perfect shape.

Looking taken aback for a moment, Wesley flushed. You know perfectly well Im talking about Tess.

Of course you are. Sighing, Giles was tempted to clean his glasses yet again. Only to stop. Shes with Angel and Buffy. They wont let anything happen.

Even with their best intentions, things do happen.

Is there a point youre trying to make?

Im just saying that maybe it wasnt wise to let her go after Ric Lansing tonight. Choosing his words carefully, Wesley stepped away from the window and moved closer to where Giles was still sitting.

I didnt see you trying to stop her. His hackles raised, Giles narrowed his eyes at his ex-coworker.

As her Watcher you have a responsibility . . . Wesleys words faltered. You still are her Watcher?

Letting out a long breath, Giles suddenly looked tired. Wesley had finally poked his nose into the one area hed been pondering through out the day. Was he still Tesss Watcher? More important, did he still want the responsibility of being a Slayers guard dog? Hed left Buffy and the others to their own devices and theyd proven up to the task.

But when they left this town. Brought Tess back to her old life. Where would she end up? In Sunnydale, or Los Angeles? There was going to be huge decisions to be made, and scars were going to be ripped open.

I dont know whats going to happen. Giles answered honestly. If she returns with Angel to LA, she will be your responsibility to train.

The flush staining Wesleys neck deepened to spread up to his cheeks. I dont know about that. Shaking his head, he looked uncomfortable. You saw what happened to the last Slayer under my care. Shes turned out unstable and highly psychotic.

Faith was a special case. Giles argued. It didnt matter what either of us did. She was insecure, and unstable from a childhood of abuse. Were lucky that things turned out like they did.

What, her torturing me for hours before turning herself in?

It couldve been worse. Giles said. She couldve killed you.

Well thank my lucky stars she had a moment of kindness. Folding his arms over his chest, Wesley was interrupted by the sound of the metal door at the other end of the warehouse opening. Its about time . . .

Two men stood just inside the door. Their eyes swept across the empty space before resting on Giles and Wesley.

Who the hell are you? The smaller one barked.

Setting his book on one of the steps, Giles looked to Wesley. Silently telling him to remain quiet. I apologize if were trespassing -.

My friend asked you a question. The other man snapped. His attention swung over to where Fred was inching her way to the stairs.

Im Rupert Giles. The two men looked at one another before the smaller man reached inside his suite jacket and pulled out a phone. The other one stalked closer, pulling a gun from his shoulder holster.

Good to hear it. Pointing the gun at them, the man jerked his hand to have them scoot away from the stairs. My boss has been looking for you.

[JRK Archiver]

Chapter Nine

Penny for your thoughts. Walking beside her, Tess looked up into Angels concerned eyes.

Is that all Im worth? The joke fell flat, and Tess heaved a heavy sigh. Sorry that I lost it back there.

You dont need to apologize. Angel answered quickly. Youve been through a lot.

Not knowing what to say, Tess tucked her hands into her jacket, well technically Elizabeth Webbers jacket, and looked around at the buildings that lined the deserted street. Its weird. Ive been here for four years and have no idea where Im at.

Looking around, Angel smiled. Its not a bad little town.

I wouldnt know. Tess muttered.

Giles says youre going to get your memories back. Unable to stop himself, Angel reached out and tucked that one piece of hair that refused to be tamed behind her ear.

But what if I dont want them back? What if Elizabeth Webber is someone I dont want to remember? Feeling frustrated with the unknown, Tess kicked at an empty soda can.

I dont see why you wouldnt. From what I understand she was a part of you.

Thinking about this, Tess put her hand on Angels arm and pulled him to a stop. What do you know about her?

Blinking a few times, Angel stood thoughtfully. Not much really. When Lindsey called I didnt really ask for her life bio. Seeing the way her eyes flashed, he held up a hand. What we do know, is that she was a waitress at the restaurant we were just at.

Her mouth falling open, Tess looked over at Angel trying to see if he was joking. His honest expression had her mind come to a grinding halt. I waited tables! Theres got to be some sort of mistake.

Starting to answer her, Angel stopped short when Tess started her rant. After years of wanting a normal life, I was given the chance and what did I do with it? I was a freaking waitress! No. Shaking her head, Tess refused to believe it. Theres some kind of mistake.

Does it matter? Not really sure what else to say, Angel nudged her to keep moving.

Of course it matters. Unable to keep the pout off her face, Tess shuffled her feet. How would you feel if you werent in control of your body . . . A quick glance at his brooding face had her stall. Yeah, I suppose you would know all about that.

Slouching his shoulders, Angel smiled softly at her. Remember all the times you told me not to feel responsible for the things Angelus did.

Of course.

Doesnt really help does it?

Fine, youve made your point. Tess answered tartly. But at least you could remember what Angelus had been up to. Im flying solo here. For all I know Elizabeth Webber could be married with two kids.

Not looking overly happy with that thought, Angel walked silently for a few feet before allowing his eyes to travel down the length of her. I dont know about the married part. But I can tell you havent given birth to any children yet.

Really. Tess drawled. And how do you know this.

Womens bodys change once theyve given birth. Giving her body another glance, Angel smirked. I can promise you dont have any kids.

A light flush stole up her neck at Angels meaning. Fine. But that doesnt mean theres things Id really like to know.

Why dont we get Willow to use her skills with the internet. Im sure in a hour or two shell find everything there is to know about Elizabeth Webber.

Sounds good. Growing silent, Tess looked around at the people surrounding her.

It was nice her friends were with her during this time of uncertainty. Like having a childhood security blanket. But if she looked past their appearances, the changes in each one of them was a little unnerving.

They all looked the same. Xander with his uncontrollable hair and sloppy attire. Willow still looked sweet and kind. Angel and Buffy looked just as they did the morning of graduation. It was the awkward vibes radiating off each of them that screamed things had changed.

The group didnt function like it had. She could have to be deaf, dumb and blind not to notice. It had been glaringly obvious when it came to making a decision as a group. After a few tense moments at Kelleys, Tess had been impressed that no one had called the police. Apparently used to calling the shots, Angel and Buffy butted heads when it came to deciding what to do next. It wasnt until Cordelia had told them in her special and reassuring way to put a sock in it there had been some sort of peace.

But it didnt mean Buffy had been too please to be out voted.

I still think we shouldve broken up into groups. Muttering to herself, loud enough for everyone to hear, Buffy glanced to where Angel was. Her small mouth pinched in irritation.

And I still think its not smart to separate until we figure out what were going to do. Angel muttered back in the same tone. Tess looked from one to the other and decided this was one conversation she was going to stay out of. The last thing we need is to lose one another.

Have you heard of a nifty little thing called a phone? Stopping in the middle of the street, Buffy placed her hands on her hips and glowered at her ex. With todays technology we no longer depend on carrier pigeons.

Have you heard how stupid things can happen when youre not prepared? Clearly exasperate, Angel walked right past her. Its what typically happens to us when we really dont need the extra aggravation.

Have the two of you ever heard of a thing called silence? Cordelia snapped. I dont know about everyone else, but this pissing contest you two have going on is more irritating than the never dying soulmate crap you have. Had. Looking thoughtful for the briefest of moments, Cordelia shrugged off whatever was running through her mind. Whatever. Were going back to the warehouse. As a group. So could we just let it drop?

Of course youd side with Angel. Starting to walk again, Buffy caught up with Willow and Xander.

Well duh. Cordelia smirked. His idea was better.

Walking a few feet behind, Lindsey watched the interaction with unconcealed amusement. Is it always like this? He asked Gunn who was walking near by.

Like what? His hands shoved deep into his pockets, Gunn kept his eyes on the shadows.

Like being stuck with a group of three year olds with ADD?

Gunns mouth curled. Nah. Most of the time its worse. Things really dont start to heat up until theres some hair pulling and name calling.

Snorting, Lindsey took a good look at the young man. For one of Angels employees, he wasnt half bad. He didnt seem to bow and scrape every time Angel spoke. Its a wonder you guys werent taken out by Wolfram and Hart a long time ago.

Clearly entertained by the conversation, Gunn leaned over and spoke a little in a low conspiratorial tone. Wanna hear our secret?

What?

Pure dumbass luck. Smiling, Gunn watched the way Lindsey looked back at him doubtfully. Seriously. There were a few close calls.

Youre kidding. Lindsey shook his head. From where I was standing we were sinking fast and grasping at straws. Nothing could touch you guys. Trust me, I spent many nights trying to figure out how to win.

That Darla thing. Looking ahead again, Gunn made sure Angel and Cordelia were out of hearing distance. The last thing he needed was for the two of them to ride his ass for making nice with the little lawyer boy. It almost decimated us.

Funny. Lindsey remarked after a moment. That Darla thing, actually ended up decimating most of the senior staff.

I cant say I approved of the way that came about. But I also wont lie and say Im sorry.

Dont be. Lindsey muttered. They got what they deserved.

What about you? Looking pointedly at Lindseys left wrist, Gunn moved his eyes up to the other mans heated face.

I paid more than you know. His jaw tightening, Lindsey kept walking. His right had moving instinctively to the scar on his left wrist. Im still paying for all the stupid stuff I did.

Really? Making a face, Gunn raised a brow. You lived like a king while the going was good. You lost a hand, and W and H found you a new one. Hell, you walked away Scott free. Living it up on the low down.

Is that what you think? Giving Gunn a look of disgust. I havent had a decent nights rest since I signed onto Wolfram and Hart. Leaving was a death wish, and I know if I slow down theyre gonna find me. Do you have any idea what they do to employees who turn on them?

I have an idea.

Yeah, well its worse than that.

Then why run? Stopping again, ignoring the puzzled looks he was getting now from Angel and Tess, Gunn stared at the ex-lawyer. You could be making a difference. Unlike most people who walk around with blinders on, you know whats going on. You have information wed kill for. Names. Places. Contacts.

Whatre you saying? Lindsey smirked. I should pal up with you guys? Put my life on the line for people who couldnt care if I lived or died?

Shrugging his shoulders, Gunn answered. You could do a lot worse.

Youve done a lot worse. Cordelia spoke up from behind Lindsey, making him jump and spin around. Studying her face, trying to figure out if she was being sincere, Lindsey felt a moment of hope before choking on it.

Hed have to be plain stupid to think hed fit in with the likes of Angel and his friends. Werent they the ones responsible for the predicament he was in now? If they hadnt come to LA hed still be in some courtroom, doing what he loved. Practicing law. Perhaps there had been times when hed stretched the meaning just a bit, but hed been good at it. Damn good at it.

Whatever. Stepping past Cordelia, he ignored the look she and Gunn shared.

Waiting until he could talk without being heard, Gunn nodded to where Lindsey was walking by himself. You like saving people who need saving from themselves. That man is just screaming save me.

***~***

The two large men talked softly to one another, their eyes occasionally swaying to the door. Their guns were still out and pointed in the general direction where Giles, Wesley and Fred stood. It had become a tense waiting game. Knowing whoever the two men had called was on their way, and that any minute the others were going to show up.

Giles, Wesley and Fred were praying for the latter half.

When the door swung open, they knew the people upstairs mustve been out for lunch when a dark man came stalking through. His face grim as the two men spoke quickly to him. After a few tense moments, the man looked up over at them before making his way in their direction.

Is there a reason youre trespassing on my property? Taking his gloves off one at a time, the man stopped just a few feet from them.

Clearing his throat, Giles knew it didnt really matter what was said. We do apologize. We were just passing through town while looking for a friend. The building looked empty. Well just gather our stuff and be on our way.

Empty? Appearances have a way of being deceiving. With an annoying smirk, the man looked over his shoulder to the other two men. Swinging his attention back, he said. This friend of yours, were you able to find them?

Knowing when he was being baited, Giles shrugged. Weve made progress.

Right. Tilting his head to the side, he gave a dimpled smile, that didnt seem to reach his eyes. Hows Tess doing?

The silence that engulfed the warehouse was deafening. Giles had no idea who the man standing in front of him was. Or how in the hell he found out about Tess. Knowing what he said next was vital, Giles studied the man in front of him. He seemed too overly sure of himself. His ego was almost practically a living and breathing beast.

Nothing to say? Taking their silence as refusal to answer, the mans eyes flashed briefly, betraying his facade of being cool and calm. Here let me help. Shes known around these parts as Elizabeth Webber. Brown, curly hair. About yay tall. Putting his hand up to demonstrate her short stature, Sonny let his hand drop to his side after a few seconds. Sweet. Kind. And apparently a big fat liar.

You dont understand. Wesley broke his silence, and looked suddenly ill over the fact that he had when everyones eyes were on him.

Really? What is it I dont understand? Waiving his hand to say not to bother in answering, he went on. Actually I take that back. Theres a lot I dont understand. Like the mounting bodies at the city morgue. How many are there now Francis?

Lucky thirteen the last time we checked. One of the men called out.

Then, theres the way my little sister is blabbering on how she was bitten by a vampire.

You dont say. Giles answered.

Let me guess. You arent gonna cooperate.

Dont see what theres to cooperate over. The mans eyes flashed as he took a step forward, it was the sound of the metal door opening that stalled him.

Whats going on? A younger man, clothed in a leather jacket and warn jeans, came stalking over in their direction. His eyes landed on Giles and remained fixed there. Hes the guy from the dinner this morning.

I kind of figured.

Wheres Elizabeth?

Jason, they havent been all that helpful. Smirking, the dark man waived the two other men closer. But theres ways around that.

We dont have time for that Sonny. Clearly not in a great mood, the younger man turned back to where Giles, Wesley and Fred stood. His eyes moving over the three of them before resting on Giles.

Once we relocate well have all the time in the world.

As if on cue, the two large men raised their guns and started to move forward. Only to stop when the doors thundered open. The god awful noise had everyone jumping.

So much for small town hospitality. Clearly pissed off, Angel glared over at Sonny and Jason. I tried to tell you to stay out of it.