“Angel, Come here I have something for you” Willow bounced into the hotel that she shared with with the vampire and occasionally; Cordy, Gunn, Fred, and Wes on really late reaserch sessions.
“What is it Willow” His form appeared in the door frame of his office, covered in a black sweater and kakie pants. He slowly headed twards the red head so engrosed in his new old book.
“It’s really nifty I hope you like it” She giggled to herself as she placed the various bags and purchases on the counter that Cordy sometimes referd to as “her” reseptionists desk.
“Im sure” Angel commented distractidly.
“Look” Willow placed a small box on top of the page Angel was reading, and for the first time causing his eyes to meet with hers. Angel had a ghost of a smile on his face, while Willow had a wide toothy grin and was practically pouncing on her feet waiting for him to open the box.
“It looks old, and expensive” Angel commented as he examined the old wooden box that had entricate carvings covering it.
“Thats cuz it is and was, Now open it allready” Angel let out a small laugh at her impatience, he set down his book and picked up the box tracing its various designes until his thumb was directly on the crease that would open the top.
“Come on, Im dying over here” Willow said eyeing Angel’s thumb, who raised one eyebrow at her antics but opend the box anway and nearly lost his balance when he was what was inside.
“Do you like it” Willow asked hopeful.
“Willow, its....I don’t....”
“You don’t have to thank me, And really it was not big deal I just visited a little shop in downtown LA and came.....”
“You went to downtown LA, Alone” It wasn’t a question it was more of a statement, Angels angry eyes crossed path’s with willows who immediatly found something interesting on her shoe.
“It was daylight, Middle of the day actually” she defended herself.
“There are demons that don’t need to wait for night Willow, why didn’t you take me, or Wesely even, You need to be more careful Willow, you should know this better then the rest of us” Angels condesenging tone was grating on her nevers but she knew he was right, she had lived in sunnydale, and she had lived throughthe fight withthe first, she should have known better then to venture out into LA’s more desolite places just to browse thorough shops frequented by demonds for there, unique content.
“Do you like it” Willow stated meekly, trying to change the subject.
Angel went along with her change, feeling she had mentally berrated herself enough in the few moments of silence and lernt her lesson.
“Were did you find it” Angel asked in awe as he fingered the medalion, and the power it contained rushed through his dead tissue.
“Just around” Willow said, deciding it best not to mention she got it from the underground demon shop Jezals.
“It’s the medalion of Veron...”
“The warrior of the people, but he was sired by the vampire Gerain around fifteen hundred, a unknown sorcerer was upset by this and dammed Gerain to the darkest holes of hell...” Willow continued.
“And granted Veron a medalion with a stone made from the stolen blood of Gerain that allowed him to keep his soul and walk in the sun, in order to stand up for the supressed people of his homeland.” Angel finished.
“So, now that we know the history, do you like it?” Willow asked suddenly unsure of herself and his reaction.
“Willow it’s a gift that I cannot accept, but thankyou.” Angel said as he shut the lid of the wooden box on the medalion.
Willow stood agape at his statement “But why, I got it for you, you wont lose your soul and you can walk in the daylight, and, and its just all goodness” Willow was waving her hands around to empasize her point.
“It needs to be destroyed, if it feel into the wrong hands...” Angel was starting to head back to his office and let his sentence fall into the air.
“Your kidding me right?” Willow half yelled have gasped. Angel turned around on his heals staring into the eyes of a very frustraited Willow with her hands on her hips and her resolve face firmly in place. “Seriously now, I don’t think I have ever heard such a dumb statement, And I’v known Xander for all my life so I had plently of chances to hear dumb statements”
Angel cocked his head as if asking what her point was. He wasn’t disapointed.
“The medaion allows you the KEEP your SOUL the key words in that sentence, anyone or any demon that puts it on has a automatic soul hand delivered for a perminint stay. The reason it was probably still stuck in the shop is because no demon wants a soul slapped on them”
Angel contimplated this statement, but still shook his head. “I don’t deserve to see the sun rise or set each day Willow, all the sins I’v comitted..”
“Angel, You deserve this then anyone else..” Realizing that Angel’s face was emotionless and his glazed eyes staring at her lips moving told her all she needed to know, he wasn’t going to change his mind.
He turned around and headed for his office, no doubt to destroy his presious chance at a small salvation out of the many he needed. Just before the hard wood door was about to click shut willow threw her trump card.
“Angelus will never rain down his terror again” The door stoped shutting but it didnt open eaither. Willow knew it was a unfair shot but it was the only thing she could think of that would convince him to keep the medalion.
“Angel, if you put it on, Angelus will never be able to gain freedom again, regardless of the curse. He’ll be locked in a cage by the soul forever until your dust. Think of all the lives you could be possibly saving, Whos the first people Angelus would go after if he ever regained his freedom”
The door closed fully with a soft click. And Willow was left to look at his heavy office door with the gold letters ‘Angel : Paranormal Detective’ but a sad smile graced her features as she headed up to her room two steps at a time. She knew she had won, unfairly, but she had won. He was going to put the medalion on.
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