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Title: Fly Away
Author: Katch
Disclaimer: Buffy, Angel, and all other related characters belong to
Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, 20th Century Fox, and anybody else who lays
claim to them. <g> Alex and Kate are mine, mine, mine!!
Rating: PG-15
Content: Please! A couple of cuss words and ... groping.
Summary:Semi-AU:Are you guys getting the vibe that Kate keeps
recurring in my stories. <g> Kate's on edge and Angel gets a call to
help her and Buffy. Help with what you ask? Read it and see!
Timeline: S4/S1
Couples: Buffy and Angel of course. I write hardly anything else.
(Curious look)
Distrubution: Take it just tell me where...
Author's Notes: Buffy is about 19 and Kate is 16.
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The Hyperion Hotel was dark and deserted. Dusk is ascending on L.A. and a
certain ensouled vampire lays restless in his bed.
Angel had been tossing and turning in his bed all day. His eyelids
fluttering, no doubt dreaming of a certain blond vampire slayer.
"Buffy" he breathed
Still in a restless sleep, Angel could already smell the approaching night.
Angel suddenly sat up in his bed gasping for unneeded air. "It was just a
dream, just a dream" he gasped reassuring himself.
"Ring... Ring... Ring...!" the telephone cut through the silence of the room.
"Who could that be?" he asked rather agitated. He reached over to his
nightstand and picked up the phone. "Hello" he greeted the caller.
"Giles?" he asked exasperated
"What? No! Are they, okay?"
"Um... Yeah. Ill be there in a couple of hours."
"See you then" he hung up the phone, jumped out of bed and grabbed a duffel
bag and began stuffing clothes in it.
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"Wesley, why do you insist on wearing leather pants? You look ridiculous!"
criticized Cordelia.
"I do not. I look marvelous! Besides, Angel wears leather pants."
"Wes, One Angel is a vampire. Two Angel is HOT! You are neither." a small
grin crept across her face.
Wesley rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I believe, Angel, should be
waking up soon." he apprised.
"Uh Huh" Cordelia looked up from her paper work to see Angel rushing down the
stairs with his duffel bag slung over his shoulder. "Speaking of the Devil or
vampire, whatever" she said with a grin on her face. "Where are you going in
such a hurry?" Cordelia inquired.
"Sunnydale" he shot back taciturnly.
"What?!" Cordy and Wes asked simultaneously perplexed.
"Well, are you coming or not?" Angel catechized.
Cordelia and Wesley shared a questioning look. Then looked back to see Angel
standing at the door waiting anxiously for their answer.
"Sure" answered Wes
"Why not?" stated Cordy.
So the L.A. gang headed out the door and made their two hour drive to
Sunnydale.
TBC....
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