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Chapter Thirty-Three

The car ride to the old bank was deafening, there were too many people
crammed into Angelďż˝s black car. Angel was driving with Willow and Cordelia in
front, Aria was sitting on Spikeďż˝s lap in the back and Douglass was wedged
between the blond vampire and Lindsey in the backseat. With not enough room
for personal space Douglass and Lindseyďż˝s bodies were touching one
anotherďż˝s.

The blonde witch forced herself to concentrate on something other than
Lindseyďż˝s body pressed so close next to hers. Sheďż˝d gotten over her anger at
the lawyer weeks ago but now visions of their love making occupied her mind,
he may be a mean son of a bitch but he sure made up for it in the sex
department, looking at his hands resting on his legs she remembered how
easily he had made her cum, with or without the drug, he was gifted in
knowing just the right spots to touch and how to touch them. Shifting a
little at the wetness that pooled between her legs she heard Spike snort,
glaring over at him she shifted a little, it really sucked at times having
vampires around that could sniff out your sexual frustrations.

Aria tried to get comfortable on Spikeďż˝s lap but since there wasnďż˝t enough
leg room every time sheďż˝d move Spike would growl and tell her to stop
fidgeting. If she had seen the torturous look in Spikeďż˝s eyes she might have
realized that the effect of her being on his lap was slowly killing him.
Spike on the other hand was thinking that if Peaches didnďż˝t get there and
soon Aria was going to have a much lumpier lap to sit on.

When Angel pulled into the small parking lot next to the building there was a
collective sigh, the girls were curious as to what was going on but when they
entered the lobby they werenďż˝t prepared to see Lilah bond and gagged.

"Nice." Muttered Douglass as she sat down and pulled off her boots.

"Angel, what is going on?" Willow sat at her desk looking to Angel for
answers, she bit her lip hoping that he wasnďż˝t upset that she had gone out
that night. ďż˝Why would he be upset?ďż˝ She chided herself. ďż˝Heďż˝s had months
to show me if heďż˝s interested, Itďż˝s enough to drive a nun over the edge.ďż˝

Angel walked over to an object laying on a desk near by and picked it up,
walking back over to the group he stopped in front of Douglass. "I think that
this belongs to you."

Douglass just sat and stared at the book for a moment not quite comprehending
what was happening then slowly her hand reached out and took the book. "How
did you get it?"

Angel looked at Lindsey "I think itďż˝s Lindseyďż˝s story to tell."

Lindsey cleared his throat and tried to put into words how he had had an
unknowing part of her torture and her roommates murder months ago, retelling
how he had found Lilah with the book just hours ago and what information she
had spilled to Angel. He tried to force himself to look her in the eye as he
spilled his secrets to her, she deserved at least that much. Her expression
was void of any of the emotion and it made Lindsey even more nervous.

Douglass sat there and listened, it was odd, as Lindsey explained what was
going on she felt like he was talking about someone else, some faceless
stranger. That none of what he was saying had anything at all to do with her,
she felt guilty that she didnďż˝t feel mad or betrayed, Tori deserved at least
that but she just listened, trying to make herself feel something, looking
over to Willow and Cordelia, Douglass could read the resentment they felt for
the lawyer. ďż˝Thatďż˝s how I should feel. Heck, I should feel something but I
just canďż˝t. Sure he did a heinous thing and got Tori killed and me really
hurt but what about Willow and I? We did that stupid ass spell on Angel and
when I almost died he went and locked a room of humans up because of me .ďż˝

"So, you girls see why itďż˝s imperative that youďż˝re with us at all times?"
Wesley concluded, Douglass ignored the groans from the other females and
looked through her recently recovered book. Her breath caught as she stopped
on that page, the one she had, almost a year ago, recorded Angelďż˝s spell.
They could finally anchor his soul.

"The spell." Douglass tried to get the others attention but her words only
came out in a whisper, Lindsey heard her, he had been waiting for some kind
of response from the blonde. Clearing her throat a little she tried again.
"The spell." Everyone heard her that time and stopped arguing over what ever
topic seemed so important at the time. "Itďż˝s here." She stood up and placed
the book on the desk waiting for the others to gather around. "Angelďż˝s
spell." Douglass looked over to Willow and smiled triumphantly, the redhead
stood still for a moment her eyes large as saucers but after only a second
she bounded over to the book and read the spell. With shaking hands Willow
picked the book up and devoured the words on the page.

"I can do this but it needs another person." Angel took the book from Willow
and read over the spell, at first he just stood there staring at the book
unaware of the different looks being cast his way. Blinking, he came out of
the stupor he was in and looked toward Willow, finally she could be his, he
could chase after her and be able to provide the kind of love she would
expect from a relationship. In his mind she was already his, it just hadnďż˝t
been put into words, now he could show her just how much she meant to him.

"Maybe I can be the second." Wesley offered stepping up to Angel and prying
the book from the vampire, Wesley read the spell and looked at the others in
disappointment. "Itďż˝s a little out of my league."

"Damn! Figures that something goes our way and it only leads to a dead end."
Gunn stopped and looked at Angel. "No offence."

"None taken." Angel shrugged, his mind was racing for a person that would
have the ability to help Willow.

"Maybe Giles..." Willow looked at Angel unable to finish the sentence, Angel
thought a moment looking over at Douglass before making a decision. "Call and
see if he can come to LA. As soon as we can get this done the better." Angel
walked over to Lilah who was still tied up. "What should we do with her?"

"Cement blocks and a deep river?" Douglass muttered glaring at the female,
Angel raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"If we let the crazy bitch go sheďż˝s going to run to Darla." Gunn went over to
stand by Angel ignoring the pleading looks Lilah was casting his way, shaking
her head in denial that sheďż˝d do what he said.

"So, letting her go is out of the question." Wesley said. "Perhaps we just
contain her until this is over."

"Yeah, it only took Angel some hundred odd years to dust her the first time.
God only knows how long itďż˝ll take this time." Gunn muttered and walked away.

Douglass could feel Lindseyďż˝s eyes on her and she fought the urge to look
back, she was still confused why she wasnďż˝t feeling the wrath of a banshee
after hearing of the part Lindsey McDonald had played in her nightmare this
last year plus the sexual needs that rose inside her every time she looked in
his direction were driving her crazy. Need to do something, anything to get
my mind off all this, Douglass bit on her finger nails and listened as Willow
finished her phone call with Giles.

"Heďż˝s coming." Willow's previous happiness was replaced by worry.

Angel nodded stiffly and went to sit next to her. "Whenďż˝s he leaving?"

"Theyďż˝re leaving as soon as they get a bag packed."

"They?"

"Heďż˝s bringing Buffy and Dawn, Glory is coming close to finding out about
Dawn and Giles doesnďż˝t want to leave them alone but he feels that your soul
being anchored is also a top importance." Willow wouldnďż˝t look him in the eye
remembering the gleeful cry she heard over the phone when Giles related to
Buffy about the spell, Willow felt that any chance she had had with Angel had
gone up in smoke. Buffy would be here to claim what was hers and Willow would
once again be left on the sidelines.

Angel sat staring at the wall not really interpreting the redheads mood
because he was so caught up in his own thoughts. He visualized the how he was
going to claim Willow for his own, he could be romantic, take his time. Court
her like she should be courted or throw her over his shoulder and run for the
nearest bed, smiling at the last thought he knew he didnďż˝t have the patience
for the first.

Willow stole a glance at Angel and saw the sexy smile slide across his face.
ďż˝Heďż˝s happy that Buffy is coming.ďż˝ Willow controlled the urge to cry, she
needed to stop being so self absorbed, this was Angelďż˝s moment and all she
should care about is his happiness.

"I canďż˝t sit here all night waiting for Giles. Iďż˝ll go insane." Cordelia
muttered crossing the room to where Lilah was tied up. "Are those Armani
flats? Oh my God they are!"

"Cordelia, leave the hostage alone, pet." Spike wondered if given the chance
would the cheerleader swipe the shoes off the bitchďż˝s feet.

"Cordeliaďż˝s right, we canďż˝t just sit here and do nothing." Angel stood, "We
can try and get some information on this Max guy, see what weďż˝re up against."
To his surprise no one complained but went to their usual stations.

Willow and Douglass took seats in front of their computers eyes glued to the
screens as their fingers flew over the keys. Aria usually helped both of them
while learning the not so innocent act of hacking into data bases. Wesley and
Gunn calling different contacts that they had and Spike sat to the side doing
nothing but throwing a usual insult here or there.

Lindsey was at a loss as to what to do, everyone had a job but him. "Lindsey,
help me get some weapons from upstairs." Angel headed to the stairwell
Lindsey following close behind, Douglass let out the pent up breath that had
been trapped in her lungs.