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[wickedslayer]

B actually took the whole Angel bein' locked away for the last ten years way better than I thought she would. If it was me? I probably woulda snapped, then again I am the bad slayer. Gotta always remember that, right? Least she wasn't all about just lettin' him rot wherever he was either. Don't get me wrong, I know B's still got this big ol' flame

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[buffyshaped]

"Okay. I vote we check Angel's apartment first. What do you guys think?"

“Works for me.” I said after we loaded up with weapons. I was on edge, I wanted to be there /now/ I wanted to find the bastard who had been pretending to be Angel and arrest him.. no not arrest him, the system could not handle that type of evil.

I sighed as we head out to the car, I could not tell anyone how I felt, Faith would not understand, or maybe she could but I still did not always feel comfortable ‘opening up’ to her, it still felt like I was giving her ammunition on a level. Maybe I could trust her one-day, just not any time soon.

[slayer_kennedy]

I felt a bit like a tag-along as climbed in the car with Faith and Buffy. I'd been the slayer running things longer than even Buffy had before and now suddenly I back in third string following them like we were back in Sunnydale.

Plus, I'd never even really met the real Angel apparently. They both had so many emotions in this, but I was really just some extra muscle this time. At least I knew that I wouldn't have any problems fighting this thing just because it looked like some other guy though.

[wickedslayer]

Clutching the crossbow tightly in one hand I slumped down in the front seat of B's car as she started it up and pulled out of the parking lot. The silence was deafening so I leaned up and turned the radio on slightly. Was gettin' some pretty hairy vibes from Buffy, not that I expected anything less from her. I mean, her boy was in trouble and who the hell even knew what had happened to him. Fuck. I swear to God if they got Angel too I wasn't gonna rest until Wolfram and Hart was buried six feet under the cold hard ground.

When she pulled up outside Angel's apartment I shot a nervous glance at her. "What are we gonna do if we find imposter Angel lurkin' around?" I figured we'd kill him, but maybe he could take us to where Angel really was. Funny how I slipped back into letting Buffy take charge almost automatically even after all the years we'd been apart.

[buffyshaped]

"What are we gonna do if we find imposter Angel lurkin' around?"

Part me of wanted to say kill him but where would that get us? Finding Angel was what was important revenge was just a distraction.

"We try and make him talk and if he doesn't we try again, and I that fails than we kill him." I said giving Faith a look daring her to question me, not that I thought she would I just wanted to leave no room for interpretation.

I get out of the car and grab a weapon, an axe of some sorts. Part or me preferred my gun, smaller and far more effective but there was something about the heft and the feel of an axe that afforded me a twisted sense of comfort.

[__angel]

"Yeah, I'm ... real." Buffy? It's been forever since I've seen her. My eyes won't stay away from her and I almost don't realize that Lilah is trying to leave. But that ... girl stopped her. "Lilah, we're not done here."

Taking a step forward, I look over at Buffy, "She had something to do with this, that place ... locked me up," Letting out a breath that I don't need, I just want to kick everyone out and just talk to Buffy. There's so much ... alot that ... it's been a long time.

No matter if Lilah left, she'd know that I'd talk to her again, I'd figure everything out -- right now actually, I was tired and hungry.

[buffyshaped]

"Yeah, I'm ... real."

I loosen my grip on the Axe and for a moment I let my guard down.. Angel. It was him, wasn’t it? I could feel it.. I knew it deep down that this person, this vampire standing right in front of me was Angel.

"She had something to do with this, that place ... locked me up,"Lilah.. what was stopping me from killing her now? Wait she was already dead, perhaps that was why. Not like that mattered I am sure there would be some cathartic pleasure from taking this axe and relieving her of her head.. beating a dead lawyer is fun and PETA would probably not mind too much

[wickedslayer]

I turned to Kennedy for a second, and then shot up an eyebrow at Buffy. Let's get out of here? What the fuck was that? Were Kennedy and me not even in the same room anymore

[__angel]

I had to agree with Buffy. Getting the hell out of here, talk to her. "Yeah, let's get out of here," plus, maybe then I could get something to eat. Not here though.

Then I heard Faith ask how they could be sure it was me. Just looked at her. If this thing was impersonating me, then that means he would have my memories, everything. I had nothing to say that would defend the fact that it was me.

"Husband?" My brows furrowed as I looked over at Faith, "You're married?" Was Buffy married too? My eyes traveled to her, looking her over.

[buffyshaped]

"His apartment number is 305. So why don't you all run off to get yourselves killed, before I have security personally see you out."

We did not need to hear anymore, this was all we needed. I looked at Faith and saw my own doubt reflected in her eyes. I had hope though, I had to have hope after all I had never imagined that I would be re-united with Angel so soon and it happened maybe out luck would continue.

Once again we loaded into the car and got back on the road. We had been on the road for a few minutes when it occurred to me that I was not really certain where 28th street was.

“Please say I am going in the right direction.” I prayed out load as I squealed to a stop at a stoplight. Few horns honked at me as I did this, ok maybe I was not the best driver ever.