He looked at her so peaceful, so quiet. The sounds of her slow, sleeping breaths were all he could hear. He loved to watch her sleep. He could lay there for hours just watching and listening.
“Angel?” She slowly opened her eyes and looked up at him with a giant smile. “Mmm I love waking up next to you.”
Angel just looked down at her and smiled. She knew he felt the same way; he didn’t have to say it.
“How long have you been awake?” She looked at him with wonder.
“About an hour, I just love watching you sleep.” He leaned in towards her and kissed her softly.
“Tell me you’ll never leave me,” she said with a smile.
“I’ll never leave you!” He leaned into her lips again kissing her with the kind of passion only soul mates have.
*A faint voice seeming to come from out of the blue yells, “Angel!”*
He slowly pulls away from Buffy and looks around confused, wondering where the voice is coming from. Then he hears it again, this time louder.
*“Angel, Angel wake up!”*
He sits up quickly, startled from his rude awakening. He rubs his big brown eyes and looks to the door of his room to see Cordelia standing in the doorway waiting impatiently.
Angel lays back down rubbing his head, “what is it Cordelia?”
“Sorry to wake you boss but the helpless await. You have two messages. One from a woman claiming to be trapped in her house with her dead dog’s spirit trying to possess her and the other is from a man who says his dead ex-wife is stalking him. Oh…and there’s a man upstairs who says he needs to speck with you immediately.”
“Who is he?” He said with a puzzled face.
“How should I know!?”
He looked at her with disappointment, “Cordelia…”
“What? He wouldn’t say his name he just said he needed to talk to you. God, you look at me as if I didn’t even ask his name gezz.”
He gets up out of bed and finds his black, silk, button down shirt on the dresser and puts it on. The two proceed to the elevator, get in and go up to the second floor.
When they reach the second floor they see a very nervous looking man sitting in a waiting chair rubbing his hands together and just staring at the ground in a daze. He has fear in his eyes and sweat running down his cheeks.
Angel and Cordy look at each other with a ‘here we go again’ kind of look. Cordy goes back to her desk and sits down. Angel walks over to the nervous man and asks, “Can I help you?”
The man looks up at him anxiously and replies, “oh…yes…are you Angel?”
“Yes, are you alright? You’re shaking.”
“Oh…yes…I’m alright now. Forgive me, my name is Richard Donald.” He reaches out to shake Angel’s hand. Angel reaches out as well and they shake hands firmly. “I need your help. I have kind of a weird problem and I was told that you were the person to go to when it comes to weird things.”
“Well you’re in the right place Angel here is good with the weird and abnormal. You’re in good hands,” Cordelia said with a smile.
Angel looked over at Cordy, “Cordelia could you get Mr. Donald some coffee.” Cordy gets up and walks to the coffee machine. He looks back at Mr. Donald, “She’s right Mr. Donald whatever your problem is you’re in good hands. Why don’t you start at the beginning and tell me what the problem is.”
Cordelia walks over to Mr. Donald and hands him a mug of hot coffee as he tells Angel his story. Then Cordelia walks back to her desk and sits down again. She sighs, “Just another day at the office.”
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