Who: Angel and Spike What: The same case? Where: A group of Warehouses, downtown When: 12th December 2006 - Early Hours Rating: TBD Status: In Progress
Angel had been more than a little suprised at the call he'd just answered, talking about a child, a child he'd heard with supernatural hearing screaming in the background. A child that didn't have long. He should have informed Faith himself, in person and gotten the team together. Thats how things worked, but he was too used to making decisions, too used just to acting on instinct when there was danger. And a child. He didn't have time to find the Slayer, he just had to act, she'd get the info and help would follow him, thats how it would have to be.
The address had been whispered and hurried and it felt in a lot of ways like a trap, but after a quick trip to pick up a few of his favourite swords, he decided he'd spring the trap. Kill them all, get the kid. The kid didn't have long, that was the impression he'd gotten. And after his conversation with Buffy he realized that no, this wasn't his group anymore, not really, but it would always be his city. And he could help this kid, he'd go ahead and Faith and her team could follow.
He put the details in the system just like he was supposed to and turned his back to grab his coat and hurry from the room. He didn't notice the things he had typed vanishing. As though they were never ever there.
And so he ran from the Hyperion straight to his car and sped off toward the destination without another thought. Backup would come, till then he had to do his best for the kid.
That was all part of the redemption he'd undertaken years ago.