Part 6
And Here Comes Trouble
 

Third Person POV:
2 months later:
      Angel lay in the guest bedroom waiting for Willow to leave for
school. He wanted to wait until she was at school before going to
sleep. He knew he would have more dreams but she needed to have a
night without waking up to his screaming. He was actually a little
surprised the police weren't called a couple of times. He sighed and
ran his hands over his face. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't
age he might have been worried about getting wrinkles from his lack of
sleep. He heard her heart beat bringing her closer to him. He schooled
his face and waited for her to come in.
      "Angel?" She knocked softly, then stuck her head in. He looked
at her. She smiled and stepped into the room. "I'm going to school and
I'll be home for lunch." And with that she left. He waited until he
could feel her a block away before breaking down. He sobbed, for the
trouble he caused her, the others, for the vampire that almost died
for him, for the people he had killed. He thought about running but he
saw how much it hurt them with Buffy gone and didn't wish to hurt them
anymore. He felt defeated and broken. And he loved her. He wasn't
suppose to love her but he did. For her compassion toward him, in her
total acceptation of himself. She made him feel alive, but he was
dead. She was his sunlight. His salvation. If she wasn't here he was
sure he would have walked into the sunlight long ago.
      "You shouldn't think like that. It wouldn't help you any.
Trust me." Angel looked up to see Johnthan. He had seen the vampire
many times in the two months since his return from hell but the
vampire seemed to keep his distance from everyone but Maggie and
Willow but even had some distance from Willow. Angel often wondered
what the vampire's motives for helping them were but Johnthan had
proven himself many times to be very loyal just quiet and reserved.
      "And what would I be thinking?" Angel asked looking at the
redheaded vampire. Johnthan stepped from the shadows and sat in a
wooden chair by the desk in the corner of the room. Angel sat up in
the bed and waited for his reply.
      "That you could control what you feel and what you've done.
Willow is an easy person the love, almost as easy as Maggie." He
paused for a few moments before continuing. "I have had that look on
my own face many times but with time and help it will fade. You just
have to talk to someone instead of closing yourself off every time
they come near you. You'll lose her before you can even get her. I
suggest you not lose someone that wonderful. You'll regret it
forever." And with that he stood up and left. Angel felt him leave and
wondered how he was going out into the sunlight.
      Angel spent the rest of the day thinking over what the older
vampire had said and why he said them. Could he really be with Willow?
Would she even want him? He was a monster, it would never work. Look
what happened between him and Buffy.  But she was the slayer, didn't
that have something to do with their downfall? He kept coming up with
more questions than answers. By lunch Angel just felt sick from all of
his thinking.

      Willow sat at the kitchen counter with her books everywhere
and her pencil behind her ear. She was suppose to be doing her
homework but her mind wasn't focused on her work but on the vampire
somewhere in her house. He had been trying to drift away from her,
from everyone. She didn't understand why he was doing it or even if he
realized he was doing it. She sighed as she tried to think of some way
to bring him out of his shell. She was frustrated, tired, and most of
all she wanted to scream, to throw something at him to get his
attention and bring back her friend instead of the brooding vampire
she was currently harboring.
      "Your homework will never be completed if you stare into space
and you'll never get his attention by sitting in the kitchen so I
suggest you do something constructive about it rather than think about
it and worry." Willow looked up at Maggie. She wore black leather
pants that were so tight that they fit her like a second skin with a
white shirt and a knee-length black leather coat. All and all she
looked stunning. Willow frowned at her friend.
      "How do you always know what I'm thinking? Can you read minds
too?" Willow asked in a teasing tone. Maggie shook her head and leaned
against the doorframe, staying safely out of the sunlight.
      "No I have yet to acquire that talent. You must be much older
than I. I just know you too well I suppose. That and you've been
worrying about for much too long. Now go and help him. He needs you.
Don't let him push you away the more you push him the more his walls
will crumble." And with that the vampire turned away and left threw
the manhole in Willow's basement. Willow sighed again and got up.
Maggie was right she wasn't getting any head way by waiting for him to
break might as well break him herself.
      Standing up she squared her shoulders and walked to the guest
room. She knocked on the door and waited with a great deal of
nervousness for a reply.
      "Come in." His voice rang out in the quiet hallway. Willow
took a deep breath and turned the doorknob. The room was extremely
dark but she located him sitting on the bed facing the door. She
didn't bother to turn on the light just walked to sit beside him. Once
seated she turned her head and looked at him in the darkness. She
couldn't see his face really just his outline but even that seemed
defeated somehow. With a great deal of courage Willow shoved him.
Angel being caught off guard by the sudden attack fell to the floor in
shock. Willow wasted no time and Angel found himself flat on his back
with Willow straddling his chest.
      "Wh-what?" Angel couldn't seem to form a complete sentence.
She was on top of him and all Angel could think of was running his
hands up her legs and under her skirt-'Stop it, bad Angel' he told
himself.
      "Talk to me!" Willow pleaded as she looked into very dark
brown eyes that she was quickly loosing herself in. He had so much
depth that one could spend years exploring.
      "About what?" He asked in a husky voice. Willow sighed and
tried to regain some control over her raging hormones. She had to
focus on getting him to open up not on opening up his shirt and
running her hands over his cool, smooth, hard chest-'Stop, bad Willow,
no lusting over Angel.' She berated herself silently.
      "Tell me about the nightmares. Tell me why you're closing
yourself off from me. Tell me something. I don't want to loose you
Angel. Please, talk to me. " She pleaded as she felt Angel's hand
slide up her back to cup the back of her head and bring her lips
closer to his. She felt her eyes shut of their own accord. 'Yes,
please. Kiss me!' Her brain screamed in absolute surrender to his
lips. They're lips touch and the world fell away and apart. He ran his
slick tongue over her mouth in a plea for entrance. She moaned low and
let him into her warm mouth.
      Angel thought for a moment he might exploded from the sheer
force of emotions that overwhelmed him from just one kiss from his
redheaded witch. He flipped their positions where she lay beneath him.
Angel slide one knee in between her two and soon settled his hips
between her thighs. He continued to explore her warm willing mouth
with his tongue. Angel was unwilling to let this chance pass him by
because he might not never get the chance again.
      Willow was in heaven. Soon though she wanted to do a little
exploring of her own, and touched his tongue with her own. She got a
moan in response. That giving her more confidence she slide her tongue
over his and began to see what the cool cavern opposite her own was
like.
      Finally lack of oxygen became too important to ignore they
split apart a faction of an inch. They felt the others breathe rolling
over their faces. Willow couldn't open her eyes, she just wanted to
lay like this with him forever, but her wish was not granted.
      "WILLOW! ANGEL!" Angel jerked his self off of the witch with
surprising speed, even for a vampire. Willow groaned and rolled
herself on her hands and knees before allowing Angel to help her
stand. Her legs felt like Jell-O. She had yet to look at the vampire
and knew she was blushing bright red.
      Xander burst threw the door just as they were rearranging
their clothes. He looked at a blushing Willow and a nervous looking
Angle and couldn't help but smile. They would be good together in his
not-so-humble opinion.
      "What's wrong?" Willow asked dragging Xander from his
thoughts.
      "Giles has called an emergency meeting in the library. Faith's
gone to get Maggie and Johnthan. Whatever it is its really big because
Giles has been pacing and cursing for the last half-hour according to
Faith. We had better hurry." And with that Xander left the two to
wonder.
      "We had better go see what is happening." Angel said grabbing
Willow's hand and dragging her to the doorway.

      Cordelia and Xander sat opposite of Angel and Willow at the
table in the library. Everyone was waiting for Faith to return with
the vampires. Giles was sitting in the library and could be heard
yelling at someone. Everyone just sat and waited.
      Finally after what seemed like days the library doors swung
opened and allowed Faith to strut threw followed by Maggie and
Johnthan.  Giles stuck his head threw the open and then back in. After
Faith had seated herself on top of the check out counter and Johnthan
and Maggie had found themselves a seat Giles entered with an old book
in his possession.
      "What's up G-man?" Xander asked from his position next to
Cordelia who looked very bored.  Giles sighed and pinched the bridge
of his nose.  Finally he opened the book and became to read:

The Choosen will leave
And another will come
The soul will be set free

The Past will return
Two of walking dead will
Help the Tree
A Seer will be born with in the
Weeping Willow

The Earth will bleed with the
Blood of the innocent
When the moon is ringed in red

A choosen will die…

      For a long time no one moved or said anything. None of it made
any sense.
      "Giles?" Faith whispered in a small voice. What caught Giles'
attention was that she called his Giles. She never called him that
unless they were alone.
      "Yes."
      "Will I die then?" She looked so scared alone from where she
sat on the counter.
      "NO! I refuse to let that happen. I will not lose any friends.
I forbid it!" It would be Cordelia would shout that statement. She
rushed to Faith and hugged her to herself. Cordelia held the slayer as
if she might disappear.  Faith felt the need to cry and held on to the
cheerleader with all her might.
      "Cordelia is right. We will find so way to prevent this from
happening. We need to do more research. Let us sit and try to figure
this out." Maggie said as she looked at the book that Giles had laid
on the table.
      "The two of walking dead would be us." Johnthan stated calmly.
Everyone nodded. "What do they mean a seer will be born with in
Weeping Willow? Does it mean that Willow will give birth to a child
that will be a warrior's seer?" Everyone looked at Giles who seemed to
consider the idea for a moment or so. "Possibly or she may find a
child and take it as her own that will be a seer." Everyone looked at
Willow who just stared back at them in shock.
      "What about the first verse? The Choosen will leave, And
another will come, The soul will be set free. I get Buffy left and
Faith came but what about the rest?" Xander asked looking at the
others.
      "I think the soul its referring to is Angel getting out of
hell." Willow said looking at Angel who nodded his head in agreement.
Faith was finally recovering from the shock of her death being
foretold.
      Angel just nodded not saying anything. Willow looked at him
wondering what exactly was running threw his mind.
      "What about the part returning thing? What's that suppose to
mean?" Cordelia said as she sat down next to Xander once more.
      "I'm not sure. Maybe some one from one of our pasts will be
coming back?" Maggie offered.
      "But who? One of you didn't piss off Dracula did you?" Xander
joked, not expecting Maggie and Johnthan to look at each other then
the group.
      "Your joking right!?  Dracula is real and you pissed him off.
What next?" Xander shouted looking really annoyed.
      "How did you Piss of D?" Angel asked looking truly concerned
by this new devoplment. Maggie shifted looking uncomfortable.
      "When we were in northern Europe we ran into a truly crazy and
scary vampire by the name of Armon. He liked children. We didn't know
that he was Dracula's childe or that he was his favorite. We would
discover it after we staked him. We fled to American to escape the
older vampire's reach but apparently we didn't go far enough. We will
leave at sunset so he'll follow us." Maggie said as she felt her
heartbreak. She had come to care for these humans a great deal and
didn't want to really leave but didn't want them killed because of her
actions.
      "I don't think so." Maggie looked up in surprise to find an
angry Willow standing before her. "You think because you get in
trouble I'm just going to pack you up and throw you away. I don't
think so. You helped me out when I needed now I'm going to help you
this time." Everyone nodded his or her head in agreement to help. They
had lasted this long together without being killed or staked in some
of their cases they weren't about to split apart now. They needed each
other. And with their nods of agreement they all gave into fate's
wishes.

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