TITLE:
Associate Aston
AUTHOR:
AmethystxX
CHAPTER: 7
DISCLAIMER: I
don't own any characters in the fic, I am merely borrowing them while their
owners glare at me (whimper)
SUMMARY:
Angel gains a new associate to help them against the Senior Partners. What
happens when he sets his sights on Spike and what will Angel do about it
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WOLFRAM
AND HART, FRONT LOBBY, EVENING:
Oh
yes, this party is hell. Angel thought as he stood in the shadows, protecting
his whiskey to his chest. True to her word
That
was an hour ago.
Angel
sipped at his drink and kept glancing around the room, trying to get a glimpse
at where Spike was. Still no Spike, Angel growled.
Angel
looked behind him and turned back quickly, cringing. Please don't let him have
seen me, Angel thought desperately.
"Why
Angel-Cakes, don't you dare tell me you've been standing in this gloomy corner
since you came here! That's not good Karma sweetness!" Lorne yelled with
his over exaggerated bubbly voice.
I've
hit rock bottom, Angel thought and flinched when he heard Lorne's voice.
"Oh
don't give me that look mister!" Lorne frowned when Angel looked at him,
"Just because everyone's enjoying themselves and you look like a puppy
who's lost its favourite toy doesn't mean to take it out on me!" Lorne
said glaring at Angel.
"Yeah
well I didn't exactly want to come here," Angel grumbled.
"So
why are you here?" Lorne asked before it clicked and he smiled, "Oh I
get it! You're here because of Spike and he's been whisked away. How sweet!
You're here all suffering and brooding, well more, because you can't find him!
Aw!" Lorne cooed.
"If
you value your bits in all the right places I suggest you be quiet" Angel
said in a frightening sickly sweet voice.
Lorne
gulped before he got himself back to his cheery self, "Fine, if you want
to brood then go ahead and have at it! I don't really care as long as the party
poopers are away from the fun zone!" Lorne said in a very childish way.
Angel
gave him a look over, "Lorne how much alcohol have you had?" Angel
asked.
Lorne
gave it some thought before shrugging, "I don't know and I couldn't really
care sweetness!" Lorne giggled insanely, "Well back to the matter at
hand, I need a favour now I-"
"I'm
not singing!" Angel cut in shouting.
Lorne
sneered at him, "Well even if I did want someone to sing take my word for
it, it wouldn't be you!" Lorne said angrily after being cut off.
Angel
frowned, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Angel fumed.
Lorne
brightened, "Oh nothing, nothing. So as I was saying, I need you to, you
know, mingle with everyone so that you make an impression. Right now princess
you're standing in a corner glaring at peoples heads. They are getting quite
put off by you Angel and we need all the supporters we can get" Lorne said
as seriously as he could while slurring.
Angel
looked at Lorne, blinked one, and twice then drank the rest of his drink in one
go.
"Oh
don't be like that! We need supporters" Lorne tried to convince Angel but
he wasn't having it. So as Lorne turned to walk away he smiled secretively.
"You
never know, you might meet up with Spike" Lorne said and gave a fake sigh.
Lorne
stayed with his back to Angel before he frowned when he heard no reply. He
turned round and saw that Angel had already gone and was now talking to a group
of people, while glancing around the room every 5 seconds.
Lorne
clapped his hands in delight, not knowing he had a drink in his hand, and
spilled his drink down his purple suit. As Lorne went to drink his Scotch he
looked down at it in confusion.
"Huh,
some bugger's gone and drunk my drink" Lorne slurred to himself and went
back to the bar for a top up.
ANGELS
POV:
Ok
this is good, I'm mingling, smiling, having a good time. A few people have come
onto me, which I turned them down; yes this is what partying is all about. Now
where the hell is Spike?
"I
had the worst case with a Chaos demon. Apparently they had their homes brought
down by a bunch of angry clients from Wolfram and Hart saying that they now
owned their property. So I said to the Chaos demons that my partner said that
his partner said that the demons that crashed their homes weren't Wolfram and
Hart's clients. They don't believe that so we now have a case. What do you
think Mr. Angel?"
His
eyes were caught by a shock of platinum hair.
"Mr.
Angel? Are you alright?" He turned to the annoying woman trying to catch
his attention.
"I
have to go now erm Ms
?" He said backing away from her.
"Courtney's
fine!" Courtney called out.
"Well
great meeting you Courtney, maybe we'll chat another time," He shouted as
he ran past the corridor.
Courtney
snorted, "Hell no, that guy is so gay" She mumbled then walked up to
the next guy who caught her attention.
NORMAL
POV:
When
Angel got around the corner he was very disappointed to not see Spike but
someone else who seemed to be into the punk look as well. Angel sighed and
rubbed his nose. This isn't going as planned, Angel mused. Angel was bumped
into from behind by a very distressed
"
"Where's
Spike? I've been looking for him for the past" Angel looked at his watch,
"Two and a half hours. Where did you take him?" Angel asked clenching
his fists.
Angel
looked gob smacked, "Misplaced him? You lost him? As in you can't find
him? How long ago was this?" Angel asked calmly.
"I
misplaced him. I didn't lose him I just can't find him. About 10 minutes after
we arrived to the party"
Angel
took a deep, calming, unneeded breath. After a few minutes he composed his
self.
"So
any ideas as to where he went off to?" Angel asked through clenched teeth.
"He
said something about wanting to get some air and while being drunk it would be
'cool' to go on-" Gunn rushing up from the basement and brushing past them
cut off
Angel
and
"Gunn!
What's happening?" Angel asked worriedly as he stepped into the security
room full of cameras, for the prisoners in the basement.
Gunn
went up to every camera in the room, looking more panicked as he past each one.
"Oh
man oh man oh man," Gunn muttered at each camera before kicking a chair
across the room, swearing loudly.
"Your
heart beat is at an alarming level. I suggest you calm down"
Gunn
sat down opening and closing his mouth, muttering streams of words.
"Its
not possible
the alarms
the sedatives
locked
lasers
guards" The security
crew looked at Gunn worriedly.
"Gunn,
what's wrong? What's happening?" Angel asked softly. Gunn looked at Angel
and shot from his chair backing away from him waving his hands in front of him.
"I
swear man! It weren't my fault! None of it! I wasn't on duty! It wasn't caught
on camera, he couldn't have gotten out! It wasn't possible!" Gunn rambled
at Angel while he walked towards him.
"Who
couldn't have gotten out Gunn?" Angel asked stoically.
"There
are lasers on the bars! There are alarms and cameras! There was no way in hell
he could have past them all!" Gunn shouted as Angel still casually walked
towards him.
Angel
stopped in front of him, "Who?" Angel asked again, knowing the answer
but needing to here it from his lips.
"Aston"
Gunn answered quietly. Angel then suddenly pulled him into the air by his neck,
face to face with the vampire.
"You
bastard! You let him out! He's going to get Spike! Oh god! We can't find
Spike!" Angel squeezed Gunn's neck harder as he started choking.
"You
were meant to be watching over him! You've caused this! If you had kept an eye
on Spike we wouldn't have this big a problem!" Angel fumed at
"Fine,
we'll keep Gunn alive. But I swear, if he's done something to Spike I won't
think twice before killing him" With that threat he turned to Gunn and it
was then that Gunn knew who he was face to face with.
"Now
this is how it's going to work. We're going to check the whole building; he
won't be in the front lobby. He wouldn't be able to get through there without
someone noticing him. I want my boy back and I want him back now. I don't care
how we're going to do it but we're going to do it quickly. Any queries?"
Angelus asked rhetorically.
"Good.
Then lets set out. It'll be better if we stay together rather than split up in
case someone finds them and they can't find us" Angelus turned to
"Angel
asked where Spike said he was going earlier but you were cut off. What were you
saying?"
"I
was saying that Spike said something about wanting to get some air and while
being drunk it would be 'cool' to go on the roof. But I'm not sure if he will
still be there"
Angelus
smirked, "Knowing Spike he most probably will still be there, he is fond
of views. Also there is a supply of Alcohol up there to keep them cool. Lets
go" Angelus said and led them up to the roof, with Gunn at the rear
rubbing his neck.